Volume 8: Glass Chapter 713 Final Instructions
In a world that is all red.
Temperatures reaching thousands of degrees distorted vision, making everything look blurry and the air fluctuating all the time.
Endless lava was wriggling around an isolated island, emitting a dazzling red light, like a crimson lake.
Thick bubbles swelled and burst, splashing sparks and emitting a pungent smell of sulfur.
This is the "spiritual world" of the outer continent, also known as the "outer spiritual world", but the extraordinary people in the mysterious realm of the outer continent do not call it that.
They called it "Hell".
In the center of the Hell Lava Lake, there is an isolated island made entirely of obsidian. There is no vegetation or buildings on it, it is bare, but it looks angular and quite spectacular.
On the flat land along the coast of the isolated island, there is a huge round obsidian table, equipped with four obsidian high-back chairs carved with strange patterns.
At this moment, there were four figures sitting at the table.
"Stiko, the order of the nine empires has collapsed, and the holy land of Klein no longer exists... Your era of faith is coming to an end."
The one who spoke was an old woman with disheveled hair.
His hair is dull in color, but it is flowing with colorful hues. Under the red light emitted by the surrounding magma, his messy hair looks like it is covered in sparkling blood.
This old woman is none other than the true god of the path of plague, the moth lord Yevimelis.
"It has been more than 1,300 years. It is indeed time to divide the faith of Beretta Continent... I have to say that I am very grateful to that foreign authority. If it were not for Him, everything would still be as boring as stagnant water."
A figure covered in white robes laughed.
He is the true God of the Winter Bell Path, the Man in the Mist, Aimudiandi, with no visible form, only a white robe floating on the chair.
"Stiko, we don't have time to waste on you. If you don't agree to the division of faith, then I don't mind fighting with you again."
A lady with long dark purple hair floating in the air spoke indifferently.
Except for a small red mouth, the rest of His facial features are invisible, leaving only smooth and fair skin.
This is the true god of the noisy path, the mourning girl Frilola.
The candlestick goddess Stiko glanced at her three enemies and spoke calmly:
"The conflict on the Beretta continent has been put on hold for now... I have some good news that I want to share with you."
"Good news? Tell me about it."
The ethereal voice of the man in the fog came from the white robe.
The Moth Master and the Lady Playing Mourning did not seem very interested and said nothing.
"Montgomery sent a message that the sun of the Yanita continent has fallen, and the blockade of the island-circling ceremony has been destroyed and lifted... This means that we can easily reach the land that we have not set foot on without any effort."
The Candlestick Goddess spoke.
"Is this what you call good news?"
Zou Ainu said coldly.
"Let's not talk about whether the news from the Anita God is credible. We don't even know how many true gods are in charge of that continent. If we go there rashly, we might suffer a great loss..."
"There is no doubt about the credibility of the news. This matter can be easily confirmed. Montgomery is not stupid enough to deceive me with such news... As for the true god of Yanita, heh, His Majesty Amudiandi must know it very well."
The candlestick goddess smiled faintly.
The Moth Master and the Lady Playing Sorrow turned around and looked at the person in a white robe floating in the mist.
"Hmm... some of the fish I'm parasitizing are swimming in the foggy sea."
The man in the fog laughed.
"Through perception, I know that the blockade of the island-circling ritual has indeed been lifted. Even schools of fish can easily approach the Yanita continent. However, something major seems to have happened there recently. The death knell of the gods has rung five times in a row... Their true gods are falling one after another."
"Five times of God's Death Bell sounded, it seems that there must have been a tragic war between gods... So, apart from the God of Death and the God of Darkness who have fallen long ago, the number of true gods left on the Anita continent will not exceed three?"
The Moth Master asked emotionlessly, his head lowered.
"I should be right... I speculate that the only three remaining true gods are most likely Montgomery, the God of History, Conrad, the God of Killing, and Angela, the God of Law. After all , the latter two came in person last time, and I even fought against them."
Stike, who was wearing a sky blue evening dress, answered.
"Although we don't know the exact reason that caused so many True Gods to fall, the Yanita Continent is indeed in a period of 'weakness'. It is an excellent opportunity for us to take action."
The Candlestick Goddess said this, pausing briefly to glance at the three gods present.
"Are you interested in coming with me to the Yanita continent? Although it is closed, the actual land is not small and is very suitable as a new place of faith... Instead of continuing to fight here, it is better to occupy that land first."
"Um……"
The man in the fog groaned for a moment, then suddenly chuckled and replied:
"You can give it a try."
The moth master and the mourning girl were silent for a moment, then a strange light flashed in their eyes, and they also expressed their opinions one after another:
"good."
"Tell me about the specific plan."
Seeing this, the candlestick goddess Sitiko slowly smiled.
He felt his own holy fire howling impatiently within him, eager to devour the divine path power on that land...
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"You are the door to a great chapter, the beginning of a grand epic..."
"You are the final act of the highest drama, the end of all myths..."
"Lord of the fairyland and the spirit world, the great god of the foreign land, Mr. Infinite who controls fate, please grant us good luck..."
The sound of pious and solemn hymns rang out everywhere in the fairyland.
Chen Lun was sitting on the white throne in the center , with a calm expression, listening silently.
After a while, he retracted his attention and slowly spoke to the people below:
"Arnold."
"Mr. Infinity."
The young man with short white hair touched his chest and bowed toward the figure on the white throne, then responded respectfully.
Chen Lun smiled and took out two copies of the Sun's Unique Divinity that once belonged to the Sun King Andre, as well as the [Sunshine Spear] that twisted like a golden electric python.
With a wave of his hand, three balls of light emitting golden light floated down and slowly hovered in front of the scorching sun.
"This world is in eternal darkness, and suffering lasts forever. From now on, please become the light god of the new world... Please bring light to this world."
A gentle and calm voice came from the White Throne.
Arnold was slightly startled.
He stared at the ball of light in front of him, and seemed to hear his father's earnest teachings...
"Hunting darkness forever. Shining brightly until death."
Arnold raised his head and looked at the man sitting with his back to the light. The man's face seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist all the time, and he could not see clearly, but he still felt the trust in his words.
And some kind of mission-like entrustment.
He took a deep breath, lowered his head, and said solemnly:
"Jiaoyang, I will definitely live up to your trust."
Arnold said, stretching out his hands and taking the divinity and the light gun.
"I will light up the world."
At this point, he no longer lacked the key factors to become a god, and all he lacked was a lengthy ceremony to officially ascend to the position of Sun God.
Chen Lun nodded with satisfaction.
He added:
"Sid."
"Mr. Infinite, the recorder is here."
A man with waist-length hair and wearing a khaki cloak took an ancient book in his hand, stepped forward and saluted the man on the throne.
"From now on, you will become the calendar god of the new world. You will record all the important events you see and hear, leaving traces of the past for the future... After all, people are always good at forgetting."
Xike saw that the man on the throne shook his head and casually lowered a stone cross with a bronze bell hanging at the end.
"As a guest, I will never let you down."
Sid held the cross in both hands, lowered his head and said in a deep voice.
"I will record the world."
"very good."
Chen Lun smiled.
He paused for a moment, then called out:
"Margaret."
"Mr. Infinity, I am here."
The old woman in a black dress walked forward, clenched her hands lightly, and placed them on her lower abdomen.
"The alternation of day and night is natural. From now on, it is up to you to comfort the darkness and bring light and embrace at night... Death is not the end, but restful sleep is the destination."
The voice from the White Throne was gentle, as if it was not only conveying instructions to Lady Silence, but also explaining a truth to the angels.
As he spoke, Chen Lun waved his hand and three balls of black light descended.
This is the only divinity of the Three Dark Suns.
However, Lady Silence looked at the ball of light floating in front of her, but she never took it. After a while, she lowered her head in shame.
"Sir, I'm sorry... It's not that I don't want to become a god, but tens of thousands of years of falsehood and acting have made me tired... In my humble opinion, your wife Floy would be a better candidate."
Seeing this, Chen Lun fell silent.
After a moment, he laughed again and nodded:
"In that case, please help her keep these three divinities. In the future... give them to her at the right time."
"gentlemen……"
Ms. Silence raised her head, stunned and speechless.
The angels and true gods present all understood Mr. Infinity's deep meaning... He did not want to hand over divinity to his wife personally, perhaps to avoid some questioning.
"Soon, I will leave Yanita and head for the starry sky."
The man on the white throne smiled and spoke.
"I'm not sure about this journey. Maybe... I won't be able to return."
Under the throne, the angels looked solemn.
An imperceptible sadness flashed across the eyes of the bleak lady Judelia.
Lady of Silence Margaret received three copies of the Dark Sun's sole divinity.
He bowed to the man in the black hat.
"I will not let you down."
Margaret said solemnly.
"I will protect the new moon until His birth."
"very good."
Chen Lun smiled even more.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at the angels.
"I feel relieved that Mr. Conrad is in charge of the Conspiracy God Position. As for the Star God Position, it will be vacant for the time being... Judelia, Dominia."
After hearing what Mr. Infinity said, Ms. Darkness and Ms. Sigh also took a step forward in tacit understanding.
"I wish you to ascend to the throne of God soon... and the order and operation of the new world will be in your hands."
"We will follow your instructions."
The three ladies, Jiaoyang, Xike and Suffering, all agreed, and even the King of Slaughter nodded silently.
Seeing this, Chen Lun smiled and said in a relaxed tone:
"Please rest assured, even if we never come back, Yanita will be safe and sound... I can assure you of that."
As he spoke, he unconsciously looked in the direction of the fake moon in the fairyland.
I said to myself, after all, there is still love for him and what he loves.
Angela, Mia and Conrad stared at the figure on the white throne with solemn expressions, and the angels were silent for a while, then saluted in unison.
Everyone knew that this would be Mr. Infinity's final instruction.
And assurance to the world.
