The radiation storm coming from the depths of the universe appears and disappear like a ghost. Wherever the storm sweeps, you can always hear a few faint wails.
A statue of a golden-armored god stands in the center of the ruins like a sculpture.
His eyes are firm and his facial lines are strong, as if carved with the finest stone carving knife.
Wails enveloped him.
But he was not disturbed in the slightest.
Because Vasnov knew very clearly that those wailing sounds did not happen at this moment, but came from different periods of history——
In the countless hours before this moment.
Many creatures who died tragically in the radiation storm screamed with all their strength.
It often echoes in the storm for countless generations to come.
That is the desire for life.
It is also the fear of death.
"Twin heaven..."
Vasnov's eyes swept across the entire ruins. Between the broken walls and ruins blown by the storm, he could vaguely see the scene from that time.
This was the original paradise.
In the Dark Ages, gods from other lands once built Paradise Mountain here.
They are human-eating, cruel, and enslaving kingdoms that span several material planes.
Vasnov has seen the terror and cruelty of foreign gods.
But in the end they were lost in the dust of history just like these twin paradises.
At that time, it was said that the vigorous local gods rose up and worked together to completely drive out the foreign gods.
This process cannot be said to be very smooth.
It went on for probably thousands of years.
And within that thousand years.
Twin Paradise was completely reduced to ruins due to the continuous war.
Therefore, when the local gods took complete control of the situation, they decided to find another place to live, and finally the current Heavenly Realm and Tianlun Palace were established.
Vasnov vaguely remembered the overwhelming brilliance of Tianlun Palace when it was first established.
But who would have thought that it would be many years later.
Tianlun Palace turned into a place of exile.
What if the gods who wanted to be their masters back then have become hamsters just trying to escape from their cages?
Even as powerful as Vasnov, the second-generation God of War.
He had no power to fight back in front of that terrible woman.
even.
I don't even have the courage.
Hoo ho ho!
The wind in my ears became noisier.
There was no expression on the God of War's face, but a hint of pain flashed through the depths of his eyes.
He banished the woman from his mind.
But I don't know why.
There are always all kinds of strange thoughts in his mind today.
"So what else happened to this ruin of paradise?"
Vasnov could not control his thoughts.
He also didn't want to use divine power to restrain this abnormal behavior.
Maybe this is an omen.
Maybe it's also a revelation.
He tried his best to follow this idea, and many scenes that had been buried deep in his memory kept emerging.
I remembered.
This is the place where the first-generation God of War and Sun God Gerald joined forces to challenge the star-devouring beast.
That war was the biggest life and death crisis Tianlun Palace had faced since its establishment.
A giant beast that could swallow the entire Irondor in one mouthful accidentally swam past the edge of the world.
He actually doesn't care much about the world.
But the gods were extremely nervous.
finally.
The first-generation God of War, known for his bravery, and the God of the Sun, known for his wit, teamed up to set a trap in the ruins of the Twin Heavens.
They used a heavy weapon from Tianlun Palace to transform the giant beast into two dimensions, then killed it and sealed it in the heavy weapon.
It's a pity that since the death of Gerald, the sun god, no one knows where that important weapon has become.
However, what had a greater impact on Vasnov was——
His brother, the original God of War, died mysteriously after defeating the Star-Eating Beast;
But the Sun God who fought alongside him strangely gained a higher standard.
Because he lost his rival, the latter also became the master of Tianlun Palace for a time.
Not long after that incident.
Vasnov inherited his brother's godhood, was promoted to the second generation God of War, and became a servant of the Sun God Gerald.
The Sun God during that time was really beautiful.
Even the tauren who were favored by him once became one of the fastest-growing races on the continent of Irondor.
But is that the end of the matter?
There seemed to be a voice deep in the heart of the second-generation God of War, luring him into a dark mystery:
"What else happened behind this ruins?"
The golden-armored statue suddenly opened its eyes.
A low growl came from deep in his heart:
"Later, I killed Gerald here. I cut his corpse into thousands of pieces, and his kingdom collapsed in an instant, forming ruins on the clouds floating in the sky of the material world."
After the roaring disappeared.
A familiar face appeared in front of him. The man was wearing a very ordinary blue home clothes, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, and smiled at him:
"What are you looking at? Little Gas?"
Vasnov blinked calmly. He knew clearly that the familiar face in front of him was not the sun god Gerald himself, but his obsession that remained in the radiation storm after his death.
The qualities of gods are certainly more powerful than ordinary creatures.
Some sad things can even talk to people.
After the Sun God was killed by him in a sneak attack, Vasnov walked around the ruins countless times in order to encounter the remnants of the Sun God Gerald.
But he never encountered it once.
until today.
"What are you looking at? You pretentious guy."
The second-generation war god Vasnov responded to the other party's teasing coldly.
Gerald Cannian said with a smile:
"I'm watching your death date."
"I have seen this day in a thousand years - the god of war was torn off the coward's mask and finally fell to the top of the stars."
"This is the prophecy in the Eternal Diary. Oh, I forgot. You were not qualified to read the Eternal Diary back then, so you must not have known this."
Vasnov remained unmoved:
"I never believe in any prophecies."
"If the prophecy is valid, how could you die in my hands?"
Gerrard's regret was still smiling:
"How do you know I died in your hands?"
"How do you even know I'm dead?"
"Maybe the real me is just a golden cicada that escaped from its shell and sublimated into another dimension?"
Vasnov chuckled and then showed a disgusted expression:
"You know? I've always hated your smile."
"This kind of smile is really too fake. I have hated you from the beginning. You are like a sunflower, always proudly posing towards the sun. What I hate the most is a hypocritical and unsubtle guy like you.
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Gerald sighed and said:
"If you hate me, you don't need to add so many weird adjectives."
"Your priesthood does not include literature, art, writing or related fields, so there is nothing wrong with your performance of illiteracy."
"To put it bluntly, you are just jealous that I am handsomer than you!"
Vasnov tilted his head and looked at Gerald's thoughts with a strange look:
"I do hate you. I can't even imagine that someone could be so disgusting after death."
"But you can't influence my will. I can probably guess why you showed up at this time. You want to stop me. Only at this time do you have the slightest chance, right?"
"It's a pity that I'm destined to disappoint you. You can't shake my ambition. I will return to our homeland with my brother's will. I will rebuild Tianlun Palace and become the true master of Tianlun Palace."
"I will let the glory of the Age of Enlightenment return to the earth, and I will let all living beings remember our glory again."
"It all starts today."
During the conversation.
Behind the golden-armored statue, little stars of light suddenly lit up in the boundless darkness.
It was a meteorite that flew from a far, far away place.
How far is it?
Vasnov knew very well that these meteorites were summoned by the giant star-devouring beast before it died.
It's just that the giant beast's hometown is too far away from here.
The meteorite summoned by him actually took thousands of years to reach this starry sky.
If no one stops you.
This shower of meteorites is enough to destroy most living things in Tianlun Palace and the Prime Material Realm.
It's a pity that times have changed.
The permanent barrier left by the Scourge Mage is destined to intercept most meteorites.
That giant beast probably wouldn't have thought about it when it was about to die.
This land will welcome such extraterrestrial visitors.
This world is so magical.
Life and death, change, gods, mortal world, the vast starry sky and tiny individuals, the noisy wind and the calm heart...
When all these thoughts were disturbing Vasnov's heart crazily.
He suddenly became calmer than ever before.
A long blade burning with flames appeared in his hand, and he slashed forward with a sharp knife, directly cutting the remaining thoughts of the Sun God Gerald into two pieces!
"It's time for you to return to the dust..."
Vasnov said coldly.
But after a few seconds.
Gerrard's begging face appeared again on his right front.
Just this time.
The other party is laughing loudly:
"Sorry, what did you just say?"
"It's not my brother's will. Don't make me laugh...Actually, you are very grateful to me, right?"
"In your heart, deep in your heart that you dare not face, you know that if I hadn't killed your brother, you wouldn't have been able to become the God of War!"
"You will always be just a follower of the real God of War, and will always be a small role. To be honest, you are not as good as him. He has a pure mind, unparalleled bravery, and is the real God of War!"
"And you, haven't you seen yourself clearly yet? You are just a coward wearing the armor of the God of War!"
"Even at this time, do you still want to deceive yourself?"
Vasnov said nothing.
He stepped forward and continued to swing the knife, but Gerald's lingering thoughts seemed to linger. No matter how many times Vasnov killed him, the latter would quickly appear in front of him.
"You don't seem to be Cannian..."
A trace of surprise flashed in Vasnov's eyes.
Gerald suddenly burst into laughter:
"Did you really trick yourself into this?"
"I'm not Gerald, and there aren't any thoughts of the gods in this desolate damn place called Twin Heaven. All of this is just your imagination!"
"I am you, coward, admit it!"
"Is it difficult to admit one's despicability and cowardice?"
"You should clearly remember that day, your brother fought side by side with the Sun God to kill the Star-eating Beast. Although he was seriously injured, he still came to you to celebrate the news as soon as possible. And what did you do?
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"You used your most common sneak attack method to kill your brother, stole his divine power and divine personality, and became the second-generation God of War!"
"Afterwards, you blamed the incident on the Infinite One of the Antu Empire. Gerald doubted you, but he was still too naive. He was even willing to believe that a despicable coward would not kill his brother!"
"And what did you do? Afterwards, you secretly spread the rumor that the first-generation God of War was plotted to death by the Sun God Gerald, and then hundreds of years later, you used almost the same method to kill Gerald in a sneak attack."
"Aren't you just such a piece of shit?"
"Why are you pretending to be in front of me?"
"Gerald" cursed heartily, and his face suddenly turned into that of Vasnov himself.
The pupils of the golden-armored statue shrank violently.
After three full minutes.
His eyes became extremely hot:
"Yeah, you're right, aren't I just such a piece of shit?"
Cannian laughed as hard as he could and said:
"Finally admitted it?"
"Unfortunately, I still doubt that a despicable and cowardly person like you would really have the courage to perform the feat of living towards death?"
The golden armor on Vasnov suddenly lost its luster.
He took a deep breath:
"Yes, I am the most despicable god!"
"I killed my most beloved brother, attacked the most generous Lord of Tianlun Palace, and even killed my wife who loved me the most."
"Of course what I did was not because I was helpless, it was just because I longed for more power."
"I, Vasnov, the second generation God of War!"
"I have great ambitions. Only by bringing all their power to me can I better change the world!"
"Is there something wrong with me?"
Cannian just looked at him coldly and said nothing.
"I am right!"
Vasnov looked up to the sky and roared.
That moment.
A dozen similar thoughts appeared around him, and they all agreed in unison:
"you are right!"
"I am right!"
"you are right!"
In an instant.
The second generation God of War's body was ignited with endless flames.
That is the divine fire from the realm of the God of War.
In the midst of the cosmic storm that fills the sky.
Vasnov ignited the godhead.
Then a ray of light suddenly lit up in the endless darkness.
That ray of dawn was like a clarion call of war.
since its appearance.
Dense spots of light appeared in the sky behind Vasnov.
Every spot of light is burning with a similar flame.
That's a total of three thousand angels.
Following the oracles of their respective masters, they followed the God of War to launch this attack on death!
"From now on, there will be no second-generation war god in this world."
“When I return to the earth, I will become the master of all things and make the world sing praises for my courage;
I will transcend life and death and become an immortal existence;
I will become the only one, the only one above the natural disasters!"
Vasnov's voice echoed from every corner of the outer plane.
The next second.
His figure rose from the sky like a rocket.
Three thousand angels heard the wind and moved.
It was at this time.
The meteorite rain from the depths of the star realm streaked across the night of the twin heavens as promised.
They merged with the meteor shower.
Heading towards the main material world and the permanent barrier without hesitation!
…
Star realm.
Outside the permanent barrier.
Three mage-like figures appeared in three established spell positions.
Suriel looked into the distance with solemn eyes.
Ronan's voice came over:
"He can't make it, right?"
"Him? Do you mean Vasnov?"
Suriel muttered:
"If there is a small chance that those angels will be able to cross the Hunter's Cross alive, then there is absolutely no chance that Vasnov, known as the God of War, will survive."
"The permanent barrier left by the natural disaster mage has a more terrifying binding force on the more powerful beings."
"According to his charging method, he will definitely die."
Linde's voice sounded a little tired:
"I tried to guide the direction of the meteorite rain, but it failed as expected. It should be someone from the Antu Empire who was behind it."
"Although the Prince of the Undead has been exiled for three years, there are at least two beings stronger than him behind Stuluk Industries."
"Hopefully they won't come out to cause trouble this time."
When it comes to Stuluk Industries.
The expressions of the three of them were a little serious.
If it weren't for this terrifying existence, with the strength of Suriel and Linde, they could have joined forces to directly intercept the meteor shower.
But because we have to take into account potential threats.
They had to use the positioning spells in the permanent barrier to resist the meteorite rain and the invasion of angels.
The good news is.
Except for the God of War, the rest of the people who came this time were just angels.
And most of them will be strangled by the positional spell Hunting God's Cross hosted by the three of them.
The bad news is that.
There will definitely be a group of weaker angels who will fall through the trap of the Huntsman's Cross.
These people carry the power of meteorites.
It is very likely to pose a great threat to the main material world.
"Forget it, let the people inside take care of the things inside. We just try to stop as many people as possible."
Ronan sighed to himself.
Linde glanced at him and couldn't help but complain:
"Can't your spell be lifted?"
"Or add an illusion to yourself? What's the point of not wearing clothes all day long!"
Ronan said with a smile:
"I am simulating the experience of the goddess of magic walking naked on the street. This is an indispensable link in order to digest the secrets she left behind."
"Mr. Linde, I suggest you try something like this when you have time. It's actually quite stress-relieving."
Lind rolled his eyes.
At this time another voice sounded:
"Is this the reason why you run around naked in the star realm every day?"
Suriel looked back in surprise.
But I saw a familiar face appearing on top of another spell formation.
"Ekmund?"
The star trio were all surprised.
"Let me help you."
Ekmund smiled slightly.
Linde frowned:
"What about the Far North Floating City and Watcher's Heights?"
"Rodrick and Chen are too busy, right? Did you invite You Ruo out?"
Ekmund shook his head.
"She wanted to come out for some air."
He said easily:
"I saw that she is in good mental condition recently, so I agreed."
As soon as this statement came out.
The other three people suddenly became nervous.
They all looked at Ekmond with strange eyes, but at the moment there was no room for the three of them to comment on Ekmond's actions.
Because the meteorite rain from the star realm has roared in front of them!
…
Inside Cross City.
The four mages who had just met had no time to exchange greetings, so they immediately found the druids of the Earth Society with Suriel's orders.
They conveyed the news of the meteor shower to Delon.
The latter immediately found Mirsin, the leader of the radical faction.
After a short conversation.
Mirsin looked embarrassed:
"Now the two great druids must guard the spirit of the earth in the temple. The order they gave us is that we cannot leave and we are not allowed to enter and disturb it."
Everyone frowned.
Delong was about to say something.
But Mirshin was the first to say:
"So this decision is only for us to make. If all the tiger-level druids make a joint decision, we can directly activate the doomsday shield."
As he spoke, he glanced at Delong:
"I can give consent on behalf of my people, what about you?"
DeLong responded quickly:
"Of course I agree!"
After speaking, he looked at Mirsin in surprise:
"I thought you would be strenuously opposed to..."
"After all, turning on the Doomsday Shield will almost drain the power of the Earth Spirit and Yunling Pool, and then the sword and fire barrier in the Holy Oak District will be useless."
Mirsin said calmly:
"It doesn't matter. The moment you brought the child in, there was already a hole in our protection. All that's left is to hope that the defense around the church is strong enough."
Delong was slightly startled:
"What are you talking about?"
Mirsin blinked:
"The child you rescued has disappeared. The tree cage cannot trap him. I guess he is either a member of the three major cults or the incarnation of a certain god in Tianlun Palace."
"So, our barrier has been penetrated."
Delong stood there blankly, scratching his head with an apology on his face:
"I'm sorry, I thought..."
Mirsin interrupted him rudely:
"Stop whining, bitches, now is not the time to talk about this."
"I will take people to open the doomsday protective shield. You organize the people to send as many civilians as possible to the underground caves in the north. I am worried that the protective shield will not be able to completely prevent the meteorite rain from falling."
"If you want to take responsibility for the mistakes you have made, then use your life to protect the spirit of the earth!"
Delong said with a serious face:
"That's what I've always done."
Mirsin pursed his lips, took a deep look at Delon, and then quickly turned around and left.
The druids quickly became busy.
Three minutes later.
All the purification sanctuaries in Cross City erupted with bright light.
Pillars of light soared into the sky.
Under the surprised gazes of countless people, these light pillars held up the sky, forming a huge protective shield inside and outside Cross City.
Unsettling rumors began to circulate.
The druids also began to organize residents to take refuge in the northern caves.
The survivors in this city had no time to grieve for the dead and hurried to the next panic.
An emotion called despair expanded rapidly.
In mid-air.
Matthew rode the magic carpet and slowly dispatched the undead army to the vicinity of the northern cave.
With the arrangement and cooperation of the druids.
The army of the undead did not cause large-scale panic.
Led by Peggy, they surrounded the outside of the cave and were responsible for protecting the safety of the civilians.
Matthew himself was with other mages.
Compared to the busyness of the druids.
At this time, the mages seemed to have a rare moment of leisure.
After all, a war is imminent.
Hood and Hibbert did not dare to spend a lot of mana to transfer civilians through apparation at this time.
They are fully aware of the huge challenges they face.
"Can this protective shield really hold up?"
Hood sat on Matthew's magic carpet and muttered:
"According to my experience, any spell with such a large protective area is usually very ineffective."
"This thing is just like a man, you can only choose one size and hardness."
Hibbert looked at him blankly:
"What does it mean?"
Ai Lan couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Matthew changed the subject and said:
"How did you kill the Blight King?"
Hibbert said "Oh":
"Pure luck."
"When I used spell marks to analyze his abilities, I accidentally discovered that the King of Blight has an ability called Ghost of Withering."
"The characteristic of this ability is that the closer you are to the end of life, the more powerful you will gain."
"So I just tried it and stole a few seconds of the Blight King's lifespan through a spell. Unexpectedly, he died!"
"Well, in a sense, this is the end of his life."
Listen to Hibbert's plain description.
Matthew and Ai Lan were both stunned.
Hood, who had experienced all this personally, said angrily:
"This kid is a freak!"
"I still can't believe that there are people in this world who dare to lock their life to the moment of death."
"What's even more outrageous is that this guy's spell can actually break the opponent's constant effect. This is not something ordinary people can do!"
Hibbert smiled modestly:
"I'll just try."
"Maybe he is too greedy."
Hu De said with sadness:
"It's also possible that it's not that he's greedy, but that his body is running out of time."
Hibbert thought for a while:
"Same as you?"
"I have observed that you don't have a few days left to live."
Hood said angrily:
"You don't need to remind me, I'm ready to face death when I come out this time."
"It's better to be able to do something on the battlefield than to die helplessly in a dark room in the Mage Tower."
Hibbert hesitated and said:
"I can simply renew my life for you, but it won't last long."
"Or you can try to find Matthew? He is a necromancer. He may have unique life-extending skills."
Facing Hood's hopeful gaze.
Matthew said truthfully:
"If you are willing to transform into a lich, I can try to preside over this ceremony."
Hood sighed:
"I don't want to become that dirty thing!"
The other three fell silent.
Hood said to Matthew a little embarrassed:
"Sorry, I didn't mean it against you, young man."
Matthew waved his hand to show that he didn't mind.
Becoming a lich means annihilating humanity, and many mages would rather die than take this path.
He could understand what Hood was thinking.
"Look!"
At this moment Ai Lan suddenly pointed to the sky.
But see above the sky.
Countless light spots faintly appeared.
Those light points combine to form a beautiful meteor shower!
"What a beauty."
The half-elf mage sighed in a low voice.
"But it's also cruel."
Matthew sighed.
Hibbert looked confused, seemingly lost in thought.
Hood said quietly:
"Do you think the angels who came with the meteor shower are as desperate and helpless as me?"
"They seem to be just looking for a chance to survive."
"From the perspective of wanting to survive, it seems like they are not wrong?"
No one can answer him.
Because soon, the meteors wrapped in fire began to hit the outer protective shield one after another.
A low mournful sound came from deep in the earth.
Matthew flew high into the sky.
He saw a huge aeroboat floating from the direction of the northern mountains.
There were many soldiers wearing silver armor standing densely on the deck of the airship.
The most conspicuous among them is a woman wearing an eyepatch.
She stood on the highest observation deck, overlooking everything with a heroic posture.
Whale Hunters Organization.
Matthew looked to the southeast again.
The lighting at noon is extremely good.
This allowed him to easily see a large number of Scourge Cultists walking out of the underground and into the countryside outside Cross City.
They are waiting for an opportunity to act.
And the northeast direction.
A group of real Blighters are driving a large number of beasts closer.
The mighty herd swept across the plains in the northeast.
Go straight to the east gate of Cross City.
"What good things are there in the Earth Society's temple?"
"Can you drive these people completely crazy?"
Matthew had such doubts in his mind.
Just at this moment.
Delong's voice sounded behind him:
"Matthew, can you come over here?"
"I just received a very important order. The spirit of the earth wants to see you."
