Fairy tale: Little Red Riding Hood's wolf mentor

"Wait, your origin hasn't fully recovered yet, what are you... doing?"

Sensing the Giant King's movements, the golden bird standing on the giant's head paused, and she asked with some anxiety.

"I always play that harp."

The Giant King's thunderous voice spoke dully, tilting his head back, his two bright star-like eyes gazing at the increasingly large black crack, "I can sense that within that harp, there once existed a different soul...

You know, things that come out of that fall unscathed always require some price to be paid.

And that price is the soul.

My power and position, although sufficient to play it under the guidance of my 'good friend', I am ultimately not a qualified...

Musician?"

The Giant King sighed deeply, and the entire floating island began to split apart in violent tremors.

Those magical plants, at this moment, seemed to be affected by something, swaying without wind, and all the plant spirits poked their heads out from the green grass—

They all sensed something.

They didn't make a sound, but stood quietly in the gradually swirling clouds.

And previously, the forest fires released by humans were also extinguished in the increasingly humid air.

Those greedy flames, for this huge magical world, perhaps never had any possibility of existing.

"But now, although I don't know how it was done, the harp's soul seems to have returned, which means that I, the dignified Giant King, don't have to be a gatekeeper anymore."

The Giant King laughed loudly.

Those milky white clouds began to gush out from all directions, from the ground of the floating island, streams, and within those magical plants.

At this time, the golden bird no longer tried to persuade him, she had lived with the Giant King for decades.

She understood what this king of the clouds intended to do.

"You're going to gamble everything on this?"

"Yes, I am waiting, those distorted dead locked in paradise are also waiting, at that time, the scales of victory will tip towards their side.

But this time is different, I hear—the prelude to the finale."

The Giant King stood up from the top of the castle, his body hidden in the clouds became even more blurred, but this was not because he was disappearing, but because the clouds were becoming thicker and denser!

These clouds combined to form the Giant King's body.

Those floating islands, originally seemingly hard soil and rocks, faded in color, turning into the same cloud silk, and that thousands of meters of boundless giant garden also dissipated its colorful appearance at this moment.

Revealing the essence that constructed them—

Clouds, clouds mixed with magic.

Perhaps, only such things can float in the sky on their own, without falling back to the ground.

"Today there are many clouds, so it's time to lock the door..."

The Giant King said in a low voice.

At this time, in the central castle, the real ordinary people, those bounty hunters and mercenaries who had been tricked by the Giant's Chosen, could no longer see anything clearly.

Their vision was occupied by extremely dense clouds.

The air was humid, surging in their nasal cavities, and even face-to-face, they could only see blurry outlines.

" Polo, is this the Giant King's power? Back then, how did the last swordsman who used the Star-Slaying Sword... defeat such an opponent?"

Lake had already stopped fighting.

The sound of the harp echoed faintly in the clouds, and the clouds seemed to flow along with the sound of the harp.

"Yeah, it seems we did the right thing by not rashly antagonizing the Giant King back then."

runes formed from magic light also appeared in Polo's eyes.

He could also see what was contained in this sea of clouds through his sensory abilities beyond his vision, "However, these magics don't seem to be used for killing.

Or rather, they are not meant to deal with us."

After the Giant King made his move, Polo saw that within the range of the castle, not a single twisted angel dared to break into it.

Those eyeballs dripping with black thick juice, under the impact of the clouds mixed with harp music.

Like ice being roasted by flames, they melted rapidly and died—

" Polo, what is the Giant King preparing to... do?"

Lake looked at the giant outlined by magic in the sky.

At this moment, the Giant King could truly be considered towering, outside his main body, those clouds containing his magic once again constructed a new body.

Enveloping the entire castle within it.

At this time, the moisture in the air had far exceeded the concentration before rain, but the ice crystals and water droplets forming the clouds, under the influence of magic, did not show any tendency to continue gathering.

"He should be trying to close that crack in the sky."

Polo squinting, and the magic circuits revealed in the cloud flow flickered before Polo's eyes, "We came here earlier, these floating islands, the land on the floating islands, the gardens—those plants.

Are condensation of these clouds."

"So, the gardens after this will..."

Lake listened to Polo's words, understanding some of the meaning, and then widened her eyes, "After this, we won't be able to see that garden anymore?"

"Yeah, I had some guesses before, but I didn't expect the Giant King to actually do this."

Polo took a deep breath, with his current level of magic, he couldn't do such magic at all.

Or rather, this was magic that the Giant King had been preparing all along.

"But what surprised me the most is that he would destroy the garden he created for a long time in order to close that door."

Polo continued to speak.

He remembered the tone that the Giant King revealed earlier when he told himself and Lake the real-world variant of the "Giant's Garden" story.

Obviously, for this boundless magic forest, the Giant King did indeed harbor some different emotions.

The music of the harp had already reached its climax at this time.

The clouds surged in mid-air, and from the distant ground, it looked like a giant formed by clouds was raising his hands towards the sky.

Those cloud silks that made up the cloud giant drilled into that pitch-black vortex.

The harp music was rising, and the golden sunlight on the horizon penetrated the dark clouds, shining on the cloud giant, and even more golden light seemed to burst out from the giant's body, dyeing it golden yellow like gold!

On the more distant ground, in the towns, villages, and cities of the Biwei Kingdom, everyone couldn't help but look up.

The golden radiance attracted their attention.

They stopped their work and stared dumbfounded at the distant horizon, where the clouds had broken open a hole.

The clouds from all directions were converging above the long sky.

Their movement formed a spiral vortex cloud marks in the sky.

And in the center of the pure blue sky, a golden giant made of clouds was lifting his arms.

A... sky-supporting giant!

"Miracle! Is that... a miracle?!"

"Is it God!? Or something else..."

"Is it a sign that our Biwei Kingdom is going to be taken care of by God?"

Everyone was talking at once, this was definitely not like the past, a cloud that happened to construct a peculiar shape, the floating speed, the bright white color, and the outline—could never be formed naturally!

Under their gaze, the giant-like cloud began to drill into an invisible hole above its head.

Not everyone is qualified to see the outline of the door to Fallen Paradise.

"Next is the finale."

Polo listened to the self-playing music of the golden harp not far away, and such a thought flashed in his mind.

The sound from Fallen Paradise was submerged when the Giant King's cloud energy surged.

Those clean white clouds rushed towards the hollow in the sky.

Strand after strand.

Under the effect of the harp music, these clouds filling the hollow seemed to have transformed into some kind of essence, they became invisible and immaterial, empty—

But they were more solid than clouds, completely covering the pitch-black light behind the hollow.

As the clouds around him became thinner.

The Giant King's black hazy figure reappeared, still as tall as a mountain, but compared to the cloud giant just now, it looked more like a small rock.

"The gate of heaven was personally blocked by a giant like me, ha, that's really good..."

The Giant King said in a low voice in the gradually solidifying harp music.

He looked around, the once lush green aerial garden now only had the part of his castle under his feet.

" Hu..."

The Giant King's gaze penetrated the clouds, looking at his hands.

On the surface of the Giant King's skin, those deep patterns were surging rapidly, they presented a complex but smooth beauty.

Like swimming lines one after another.

Also like cloud patterns.

Notes began to intertwine, circling, and falling, turning into a warm and slightly sad melody, finally, the last note fell gently, like a light feather, quietly landed on the lake of the heart.

" Ding—"

Ripples of delicate pushed the thin clouds.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be still, leaving only the aftersound slowly reverberating in the air.

"It's over."

Polo and Lake also looked up at the sky, the clear sky that had been covered by clouds before, now only had some scattered mist.

It was extremely clean, and there was no longer a trace of cracks.

Without the darkness of corruption, nor the aura of death, depravity and strangeness, it was no different from the ordinary sky.

After a silence as if several years had passed, the Giant King suddenly laughed.

His laughter was like muffled thunder.

After that, he sat down with his legs crossed, and his body hidden in the clouds sat on the ground as if he was exhausted, causing the entire sky island to shake with a rumble.

For a long time, he lowered his head and looked at Lake and Polo.

Compared to the first time, although his voice still carried a hazy pressure, it became much more relaxed.

"Thank you both for your help, Star-Slaying Sword, the edge of virtue left in the world, it seems that this is the reason it chose you.

I don't know what extent you can reach, but obviously..."

The Giant King hesitated for a moment, but still said, "This fall may be slowed down because of you.

The time you fight for will at least save the humans under the clouds here from directly facing the collapse of faith."

A light that others could not see disappeared before Polo's eyes.

He winked at Lake, and Lake stepped forward and said softly:

"Do you know more secrets of the Star-Slaying Sword? And about those in heaven, last time, didn't you not make something clear to us?"

The Giant King nodded slightly, moving his gaze to those ordinary people huddled together not far away.

At this time, those mercenaries and bounty hunters had long been shocked by the cataclysmic upheaval of that day, and now, seeing the so-called Giant King appear before them, they had already lost any power to move.

Such an existence that wave manipulated the change of wind and clouds had far exceeded the limits of their thinking.

"God... this is... God?"

"God, this must be God... I am very devout, don't kill me..."

Those human warriors were trembling all over at this time, their swords were in front of them, but no one thought that those mortal weapons could play any role.

"Oh, of course, but unfortunately, I am not your God, but the King of Giants."

The Giant King said jokingly, then shook his head boringly, raised his hand to lead, and milky white clouds surged, wrapped those people up, and sent them down to the ground, "But this time, I forgive you, regarding—

Your uninvited destruction of my garden."

Clouds covered the vision of those people.

Also blurred their memories at the same time.

...

"This garden is not entirely made up of my magic and clouds, just like the story I told you earlier, their growth may not only need the maintenance of magic."

The Giant King said, while speaking, his eyes were still looking at the open sky outside the castle from time to time.

Not long ago, there was a lush magic jungle.

"But my good friend, he borrowed me some strength to construct a garden that could continue to expand, he told me that the wilderness of the mind is the limit of the garden's growth—

This is the change of magic I created."

The Giant King said, while opening his arms.

Countless cloud silk swept in, occupied into his two huge fingertips, shrunk, dyed with color, turning into a grain seed.

And the seed sprouting rapidly, growing branches and leaves, flowers.

"My magic carries the rhythm of heaven, so my clouds will become the door of heaven at this time."

The Giant King said, and then pointed to the Star-Slaying Sword in Lake's hand, "And your Star-Slaying Sword, after I came into contact with heaven and the power of my old friend, I recalled some things...

The power of the Star-Slaying Sword is somewhat homologous with heaven.

Or rather, it originally originated from God—the root of the world, now, heaven has fallen, but it still exists, I don't know if this is just the remains of God.

Or... this is the backhand and last glimmer of vitality left by God for the world."

The Giant King paused, the plants in his hand began to yellowed, withered, and soon, it began to wither and withered rapidly.

He released his fingers, and the rapidly growing magic plants slid from his fingertips.

Turning back into scattered clouds.

But today, I am more inclined to believe it is the latter, because you have created a new soul for that harp that was already riddled with cracks.

And the promise I made to my friend from Heaven has also come to an end.

In truth, I was originally prepared to guard it for decades, centuries, or until the end of the world… Now, I can truly rest for a while.