"Lord of Love..."
Gu Shen looked at the skeleton on the throne, Alf's words were simple, but in those few words, he seemed to see scenes that happened many years ago on the Initial.
Perhaps...
It's the fragments of the extinguished Gospel Box, still lingering with the last traces of spiritual power.
"What should I call your master?"
Gu Shen turned his head to look at the small cube.
At this moment, Alf's tone carried a hint of pride: "The great 'God of Molten Iron and Craftsmen', in that era... that's how everyone addressed him."
"Indeed, very great."
Gu Shen nodded seriously.
Gu Xiaoman blinked and curiously asked, "Since the Lord of Love sacrificed her flame and life, was the chaotic 'Sword of Concept' ultimately extinguished, successfully created?"
"..."
With this question, Alf fell into a brief silence again.
It hesitated several times to speak.
But Gu Shen and Gu Xiaoman already knew the answer.
