Fang Xiu walked step by step into the tall palace, the temple standing on the top of the mountain, scattering divine light under the illumination of the light, the light seemed to be separated, and the free dust shuttled indefinitely, from one line to another, like a temple shrouded in the light of heaven.

There are not so many complex buildings in the palace, there are no other buildings, only a long corridor that seems to have no end in sight, and a temple.

I just walked in it, and the more I walked, the more I felt small.

On the stained windows on both sides, you can see the portraits of angels, and the light shines on Fang Xiu's body through the angel portraits, as if the eyes of God are watching him.

And Fang Xiu's figure walked through the entire passage, like a dwarf ant shuttling through the hall of giants, and when he raised his head, he couldn't even see the delicate painting of the dome and the mythological epics that had been circulating in the other world for thousands of years.

Walking along the passage of the temple that is several kilometers high, I stepped through a silver gate carved with a swirl, and stood inside the temple along the crack that was slightly pushed open.

The temple is open, forming a mysterious regular seventeen-sided shape, in which nine spatial portals can be seen, once here, it should be seen that nine huge portals open, forming a huge vortex around the central throne.

These portals lead either to other kingdoms of God, or to the kingdom of the true God.

There are also seven sub-seats under the central seat of the god seat that is 100 meters high, like slaves prostrate at the feet of the gods, which are the positions of the angels under the god seat, and they are the vice-kings who control the divine realm.

And at this moment four of the seven auxiliary seats carved with angel wings were empty, and on two of them, two male angels in splendid robes, whose magnificent garments were buttoned with golden rings, black eroded their holy bodies and wings, one with a large hole in his chest, and the other with a spear pierced into his eye socket, lay at the foot of the god's heavenly throne.

In front of the high hill under the seat, two female angels embraced, one in a long skirt and the other in armor, and they stabbed each other with a long sword that exuded divine power into each other's chests, and their true spirits also dissipated together.

Golden blood stained the tulle dress, and one of the wings had turned black.

Fang Xiu walked past the two female angels and saw a golden light fall from the sky, landing on the tall and empty divine seat.

A figure appeared at the foot of the throne, a god in silver robes, who had scattered his god body and crouched at the foot of his throne like a mortal.

Fang Xiu's footsteps did not stop at all, he climbed the high platform, stood under the divine seat, and looked at him quietly.

Fang Xiu didn't speak, he didn't speak, he knew at a glance that this was just a projection magic technique, this god kept the scene where he ended at the end, as if he had something to say to the main god of the other world, he already knew his fate.

The silver robe of the god was stained with golden blood, holding a beautiful and delicate angel, his eyes were full of sorrow, he sat quietly on the throne, his eyes were empty as if he had lost everything.

He watched his kingdom collapse and his holy city collapse.

Watch believers who believe in themselves perish in their faith, crying out in the name of the gods they believe in, and go to the fall.

One by one, their own saints rushed into the sky like madness, and in the endless madness of fighting, they degenerated into evil spirits, and the souls of the invokers in white holy robes were dissolved into ashes in the pollution of the twilight of the world.

A fallen angel summoned a rift in space, severing the Holy City, breaking the eternal realm of the gods, and hundreds of thousands of believers who followed the gods to enjoy eternal life fell with them.

The god in the silver robe, looking at all this, suddenly turned his head, as if he had traveled through the distance of time and space, noticed Fang Xiu, and lost all the brilliance in his eyes, when a god lost everything, lost everything, he looked as weak as a mortal: "I am the storage god of the Vandersay plane, this god realm used to be the storage god realm that controlled the storage space of the entire plane, and among the seven worlds, I am also a priest and the most powerful slave gods." ”

"However, with the arrival of Ragnarok, the gods of space were the first to fall, and I, as a slave of the gods of the half-plane, the gods and the bodies of the gods were also polluted. ”

He looked through the temple and saw the collapse of the entire divine realm, the fall of all believers, and let out a miserable laugh: "Have you seen this scene too?

"Who would have thought that the so-called eternal gods would be so helpless and weak. ”

He was inexplicably excited, as if he was afraid of death, and his words were full of unwillingness and fear: "There is no real eternal life and immortality! Even the sun that never goes out will eventually end in the twilight of the world!"

The faster he spoke, the syllables were connected, and the body holding the angel hugged him tighter, but the cold body made him feel even more desolate: "Our so-called eternity is just like the ridiculous fable of the mouth of ordinary people, because I have never died, so I am immortal!"

He shouted loudly, although he couldn't see Fang Xiu, but he trembled with excitement, and his eyes, which had lost all his radiance, raised his doubts to the high Lord God: "Your Majesty, you claim to be the eternal lord who never falls, the master of all things who controls all things and creates all things, please tell me." ”

He shouted hoarsely, his eyes staring at Fang Xiu tightly: "Is there really a so-called eternity in this world?

Fang Xiu quietly watched the end of a god from another world, as if he had personally felt his pain and despair.

In the midst of a hoarse wail, his divine realm and priesthood completely disintegrated, and the god's body disintegrated, severing the last trace of connection with the other world.

He led the entire divine realm to fall into the mountains and seas under the gaze of the gods.

Fang Xiu watched the projection dissipate completely, and only after a long time did he speak, "Eternal secret......? I don't know!"

"Wow!"

And the light dissipated, a quaint silver ring fell to the ground, and the violent light turned into a pillar of light and rushed into the sky, and the vast divine power poured out from it, and it did not disappear for a long time.

And as its power began to weaken, the power of the entire Holy City completely collapsed and dissipated, and even the fluctuations of the divine power that was originally so powerful that it spread to the entire floating island began to disappear.

Fang Xiu picked it up, this silver ring exuded powerful divine power, and the whole was completely made of mythological materials, but the original rule power completely dissipated, leaving only an embryo that had lost all the power of rules.

"This is an artifact?" Fang Xiu immediately saw that this was the artifact of this god, as a god, most of them only had one artifact, which was the instrument that carried the power of their rules.

However, because this subordinate god gave up all his priesthood and rule divine power, this artifact has also fallen from the level of the artifact, but it is far more than ordinary extraordinary props, no matter what, it used to be an artifact.

In terms of figurative metaphors, this is a monk who has dissipated all the talisman prohibitions and mana in his body, but the foundation of the divine soul is still there, and he can naturally easily cultivate it back.

The limitations of the gods can also be seen from it, their power comes from the laws of the world, once they are separated from the world, the throne of the gods collapses, faith is extinguished, and all power, including the so-called eternal life, ceases to exist.

"This thing will naturally be returned to you in the future, and I still won't be greedy for your belongings!"

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The underworld, the city of the cloudy sky.

Yin Tianzi stood in front of the reincarnation platform, watching the golden true spirit throw into the reincarnation platform, and the golden origin spread and dyed all over the dark and gloomy Yin world, and it was as if it had turned into a heavenly Buddha kingdom in an instant.

And as the light sank, the golden light began a new life with the reincarnation system of the mountain and sea realm.

Since then, this otherworldly god has washed away all the imprints of the original world, marked the mark of the mountain and sea realm, and has become a complete citizen of the mountains and seas.