The Steel Python Star bid farewell to Joshua. Until the end, the will of the world could not refute the warrior's statement. After all, who can know what will happen in the future. God is by no means the only path to power. It itself is actually the best. An example of someone who is not a god, but is far more powerful than a god.
"Is your friend, the powerful psyker named Nostradamus—known as a spellcaster in your world?"
When saying goodbye, Xing handed two treasures wrapped in energy bubbles to Joshua: "He is not you, he can't see me, and he can't communicate with me, but he did help my people, and together with you Killed the Void Mother Beast... This is the reward given to him, I hope you can help deliver it."
"Of course, I guess he was surprised."
Joshua casually put his hands away, wrapped the two energy bubbles with the power of steel, and restrained them at his side. He nodded to Xing and said with a smile: "Then see you next time."
"Heh... see you next time then."
He laughed in a deep voice, and as the dome of the star sea swayed and blurred like a bubble, the body of the Steel Python, which was so huge that it could wrap around the galaxy, dispersed in bursts of light, and Joshua returned to reality together with the ball of light. world. At this time, Milhabs and Tarquin were still surprised by the warrior's words, but immediately they saw Joshua stood up, took a step forward, and fell down the steep cliff. A moment later, he appeared in the Holy Land. At the foot of the mountain, Hotaru and Rin, who were playing with children in the distance, seemed to hear some instructions and began to approach the direction of the warrior.
"Are you really leaving?"
The old soldier Tarquin suddenly trembled. He suddenly remembered that he had been talking nonsense for so long, but he still hadn't told Joshua the purpose of the two of them coming together. Milhabs also remembered this, and he Without hesitation, he immediately used his psychic energy to communicate with Joshua over a long distance. Halfway through stimulating his psychic energy, he suddenly remembered that the warrior had an energy shield that could not be penetrated by any psychic energy. The Supreme Archon immediately changed his mind. Strategy, and began to shout loudly on the Holy Mountain: "Big..."
But before Milhabs could say the second word, Joshua, who noticed them, appeared in front of him as if teleporting, and asked strangely: "What's the matter?"
"This..." After swallowing what he was about to say, Milhabs hurriedly used his psychic energy to open a small space. This is a psychic storage space that can only be used by powerful Omega-level psychics. He took it out. A beautifully shaped translucent crystal cylinder appeared, with countless silver-blue magnificent runes flashing on it. The supreme consul said in the calmest tone possible: "According to the ancient agreement, sir, before you leave, , we’re going to hand it back to you.”
After saying that, Milhabs knelt down on one knee and handed the crystal cylinder in his hand to Joshua. Joshua frowned and glanced at the crystal cylinder in front of him, and then said with some surprise: "This is not …Is your holy object ‘water drop’?”
"indeed so."
On the side, Tarquin also knelt down again. The old man explained: "Thousands of years ago, the Saint of the Void came to save us from ignorance and cruel civil strife, and ascended to the stars. Before he left, he set He lowered the altar and holy relics on the top of the Holy Mountain and made a vague prediction that he or his followers would return one day."
"We thought that the 'Void Gate' ritual was a way to summon saints or followers of saints, but now it seems that it is completely the opposite." When Milhabs said this, he looked at the snow on the ground, his face He showed a complicated expression: "But this time, because of the guidance of the holy object, you and your comrades came here, and the prediction of the saint has been fulfilled, so the holy object 'water drop' will be returned to its original owner."
"It would have been better to have said no sooner."
Hearing this, Joshua nodded and picked up the amber pillar and the holy water droplet in Mirhabs' hand. He was a little surprised at first. Are the people in the Midgard too open-minded? They dare to completely believe the whispers heard from the void. How can they be so easily deceived by what the Evil God Familia say and what they do? Now it seems that the trouble was caused by the sage's vague words back then. The sage must have felt that the construction of the Ten Thousand Realms Sacrificial Site was about to be completed, and with the water drop as a positioning, people from the Mycroft Continent would one day come to the world of stars, so in advance He took a vaccination with the people of Zhongting, but even he could not have imagined that after the completion of the Ten Thousand Realms Sacrificial Site, the Age of Glory would be ended by the Abyss and the Evil God, and the people of Zhongting who had been waiting for more than a thousand years did not wait until they had The savior, but met the family members of the evil god wandering in the void.
An unfortunate coincidence. Having made such a conclusion in his mind, Joshua also restrained the water drop on one side with the power of steel, letting it accompany the two energy bubbles. Although he was curious about what the water drop was, this kind of thing still had to wait. Let’s go back to Mycroft Continent.
"Are you really going to leave?" Looking at Joshua's expression, Milhabs asked cautiously, and the soldier quickly gave him a clear answer: "Immediately - no, leave now."
The reason why Joshua changed his story was because with a weak fluctuation of time and space, Nostradamus had already walked out of the time and space door with Yingying and Rin. The old mage nodded kindly to the two senior officials of the atrium. Said: "Well, although it is a bit hasty, it is true... For our world, our departure is unplanned. The longer it is delayed, the more complicated the situation will be."
"It's a shame, but we have to leave now."
Joshua took the words, nodded, and smiled at Milhabs and Tarquin, who seemed to be unable to accept the rapid progress: "Don't worry, if you encounter an invincible enemy from outside the void again, Evil, then just call me."
"Just stand on the altar and call my name."
At this time, the figures of the warriors and others have begun to blur. It is the will of the ruler of the Ten Thousand Realms Sacrificial Field who is using multi-quadrant teleportation outside the world, but his voice is still clearly audible: "Then I will definitely respond to you and come again. .”
The next second, before the two of them could say goodbye, Joshua and his group disappeared into the world of stars, leaving the two people who were at a loss to look at each other blankly, and then gave a wry smile.
—A few months later, the world of stars.
The statue at the foot of the holy mountain has been built, but now, workers and craftsmen are still working hard to carve huge walls. They draw exquisite murals and totems, carve complex reliefs and patterns, and many ascetics Both the priest and the priest stood behind them, looking at the completed and unfinished murals.
What those murals and reliefs show are not magnificent things, nor are they legendary stories worth writing about. What they show are just the ordinary lives of people in Zhongting in different eras.
In ancient tribal times, daily life of farming, herding and hunting. In the primitive city-state era, scenes of development, migration and city establishment. Silhouettes of wars, slave trade and mutual killing during the feudal kingdom era. In the age of industrial enlightenment, psychic engines were created, the environment was destroyed on a large scale, and global war finally broke out again.
There are four walls, twelve murals, and countless stories contained in them. Now, the fifth wall has been erected, and the first mural and relief have been painted and engraved. It is a saint who tore apart the world from the cracks. Go out and lead all the people in the atrium towards the starry sky.
The second mural is being painted, and what can be seen is a scene of a ferocious crystal insect walking out of the void door and destroying a beautiful planet. Countless battleships exploded in the universe, falling towards other planets, or following The remaining power slid towards the vast void of the universe.
The third mural has not been painted yet, but its lines have been outlined. It can be vaguely seen that it is a four-armed giant standing in front of a huge planet, looking indifferently at the entire planet and the huge mother of monsters. A scene lit by flames.
"...This scene is a bit strange, isn't it?"
But someone raised a question: "This is the scene where the Titan kills the Void Mother Beast, but why do you describe it as if the Titan destroyed a planet? It will cause misunderstandings for children who visit in the future."
The craftsmen heard the doubts of the onlookers, and they took a look - it was indeed true, so they smiled and changed it to make the expression of the giant god less eye-catching, and also enlarged the part of the female beast a bit, which satisfied the doubters. of retreat.
The emergence of the new god has spread throughout the civilized circle of Midgard people, and new doctrines and praises of gods have also appeared in all basic textbooks. This god is promoted by the Midgard government as 'punishment', 'salvation' and 'war' The god unexpectedly has many believers among the younger generation in the Atrium, and his name is also designated as the 'Fire Hell' because of the whirlpool of flames and the remains of the mother beast in Poseidon.
The honorable name of the Flame Hell God is being spread among the civilization in the atrium.
—A few months ago, outside the world of stars.
Joshua, who had no way of knowing what would happen a few months later, took Ying Rin and the ball of light to stand in the void with Nostradamus, looking at the entire multiverse.
The light of the great demon tide spreads throughout all realms, and can be seen even here. The energy mist that pervades all realms and makes countless worlds shine brightly sweeps across all visible voids like a sea tide. The hazy starlight stirs the mist and shakes out billions of complex time and space ripples.
The teleportation across the multiverse is about to begin, and the governing will quickly calculates the path of time and space. Nostradamus received his reward, and now looked at the surprise that belonged to him with a smile, while the Shenji siblings opened They were fighting over each other's little light and arguing about who should hold it now.
Joshua on the side was listening.
He closed his eyes and listened to the sounds of the starry world - on the inside of the world membrane, the Steel Python star was spreading its will to countless galaxies. The horn of war had already sounded, the roar of factories and the engines of battleships were roaring. It echoes among the stars, but under this grand tone that belongs to the will of the world, there are many small voices and whispers that will be ignored.
It was the lament of civilization in which the mother planet was destroyed by monsters and countless people fled their homes in a hurry on the migration fleet.
It was a time when the entire planet was at war. Countless shipyards, colonies, and space fortresses were operating at full capacity. Hundreds of millions of people dedicated everything they had and gathered all their strength to fight the monsters. It was a war song belonging to civilization.
In addition, there are many voices - the fallen empire has reawakened, swept across the galaxy, and wiped out all the darkness. Their huge fleet will even expedition to other river systems to help all intelligent life fight against the void. This is the most noble thing. The sound of triumph. Even if the weak civilization tried its best, it could not get rid of the chasing group of void monsters. The roar of the explosion of the last battleship and immigration ship turned into radio waves, which were transmitted in the cold and silent universe. This was the deepest sound of destruction.
The sound of the entire world of stars is like a grand and extremely complex symphony. Just listening to it is like witnessing the rise and fall of countless civilizations, and the conclusion of countless legends.
-Is this the voice that the sage could hear
Joshua listened silently to a world. He opened his eyes and stared into the void. His gaze seemed to be able to see millions of worlds behind him through countless starlights. Behind those lights, darkness may be growing, and countless similar voices and songs may be passing on.
"No wonder the saints are so enlightened and want to help this endless world through the Ten Thousand Realms Sacrificial Site."
Saying this to himself, Joshua didn't care about Nostradamus who turned his head in confusion, his expression was as calm as an ancient well.
Joshua was now able to understand a little bit of the thoughts of the sage who was originally so high up that he couldn't even see his back even when he looked up. Looking down at the multiverse from that height does occasionally give rise to some arrogant people who want to help and save all the worlds. idea.
The sage brought Mycroft's world to glory and lifted the former Midgard civilization from ignorance. He may have also helped save countless worlds. He even almost accomplished something that was enough to change the multiverse.
However, he is not a saint.
The countdown to the dominion of the will has begun, and the time and space channel across the multiverse has been opened. The silver and pure light formed a warm door of light. However, Joshua did not respond to Nostradamus' questioning beside him. He raised his head. He stood up and stepped into the door of time and space.
No one is another person, just like no grain of sand is the same as any other gravel. He is not a sage, so he cannot follow the path of a sage, but so what? There is no need to be the same. The evil god has countless ways to destroy the world, so there should be countless ways to save the world. The evil god has countless ways to be born, so there should be countless ways to destroy it.
Truth is one, but the way to find it is not. so.
There is never just one road to victory.
—Volume 10, Light of the Stars·End
I originally wanted to take a day off tomorrow to write a new outline, but I didn’t expect that the exemption was limited, so I could only barely write one chapter...
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