Ashes Of Deep Sea

Chapter 827: Chapter 824 After the Reaper’s Rest

Black soil scattered and covered the modestly-sized grave, as the night sky closes at the end of time, burying the eternal death. The god, born after the Annihilation of All Things, now rests here, at the moment this world meets its end, turning into a small mound on the hill.

The disorderly wind blew from the dark, gently caressing the mound, where nameless wildflowers and weeds swayed in the wind, making a soft rustling sound. Duncan stood in the wind, holding the shovel with both hands, gazing long at the pile of fresh soil before him.

Then he lifted his head, looking around—Death had not prepared a tombstone for itself, and there were no materials around that could serve as one.

Duncan then forcefully stuck the shovel, which had been used to dig the soil, in front of the mound, and used his hands to gather some soil around it to reinforce it, thus making it a makeshift tombstone.

After finishing these tasks, he took a deep breath and placed his hands on the shovel handle for the last time.

A faint green ghostly light accompanied by dim starlight slipped through his fingers, slowly covering the “tombstone” of Death, and then disappeared.

“Rest in peace, Bartok, farewell,” Duncan said softly, his figure slowly disappearing in the wind.

The turbulent, breaking wind turned into a short howl. Light and shadow spilled from the darkness and instantly reassembled, and after a brief period of weightlessness and sensory change, the feeling of solid ground returned. The scene before Duncan quickly stabilized.

The majestic Gate of Death still stood quietly at the center of the stony wasteland, and in front of the triangular gate, the large figure sitting on the dark throne was silently and slowly disintegrating, as if a broken, dissolving Dreamscape awakening in the morning. The invisible shadow covered by the dark robe scattered with the wind, and the robe itself fell, decayed, and weathered like the night sky.