A burst of brilliant holy light descended in the pantheon, and three majestic figures appeared in the temple.

They sat on their thrones, and their faces could not be seen clearly, except for a dazzling light.

A golden figure seems to have countless angels of faith singing behind him, and many creatures worshipping him.

One was a bright gray, and there seemed to be countless vague figures roaring behind him, and the sound of war swords could be faintly heard.

The last one is silver-blue, and there seem to be countless brilliant stars behind him, peaceful and mysterious.

The entire pantheon began to reverberate with ethereal chants, and the brilliance of divine power rendered the hall extremely sacred and magnificent.

Suddenly, the golden figure spoke, and his voice was deep and majestic:

"There is a strange breath of divine power to ......"

Halfway through, however, His voice was tinged with surprise:

"Huh? I couldn't even perceive His divine powers. ”

Hearing His words, the bright gray figure glanced at the audience and said with some surprise:

"There is no new throne."

His voice was hoarse.

After a moment of silence, the golden figure spoke again:

"It's the new gods...... However, He gave up on leaving a divine imprint. ”

With that, he looked at the third silver-blue figure:

"Under the crown of Rigdal, who is the true god on duty in the pantheon in the past hundred years? Why didn't you do a good job of guiding the newborn gods? ”

The silver-blue figure was silent for a moment, looked at the bright gray figure, and said:

"It's Urel, the god of winter and hunting."

Hearing his words, the golden figure suddenly looked at the bright gray figure, and his voice carried a hint of dissatisfaction:

"Lorde, Urel is your god, and this is your dereliction."

The bright gray figure was silent for a moment, and sighed:

"I'll punish him, Your Majesty It's Crown."

The golden figure nodded, and then suddenly let out a sneer:

"Urrel...... Are you still fighting the idea of that person's priesthood? ”

The bright gray figure known as Lord nodded:

"That One's priesthood is very compatible with Him. I've warned Him many times, but I'm afraid He hasn't given up yet. ”

"Nature and life?"

The golden figure turned and looked at the bleak throne behind him.

His gaze was fixed on a throne carved with flowers and vines, and his voice carried a hint of fear:

"It's been a thousand years, and I don't know if the curse magic set by that one exists......"

"Ahem."

At this time, the silver-blue figure coughed lightly.

His voice carried a hint of displeasure:

"Your Majesty, you should remember our agreement from a thousand years ago, that one has fallen, and what the world of Seggs needs now is to recuperate......"

"With the current energy level of the Saigs world, it can't support our arrival, and its plane origin can't withstand major disturbances."

"As for the nature of the One...... I've said it many times that he is too deeply involved with the Seggs plane, and the gods can't do anything about it until the source of the Seggs plane is restored. Or ......"

His words took a turn of mockery:

"You want the world of Seggs to collapse?"

"Humph!"

The golden figure snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Only a moment later, He uttered a soft sigh:

"Huh? The magic of the world of Seggs has increased? ”

The silver-blue figure nodded:

"It's an elevation. It's been a thousand years, and although it's much faster than my prediction, it's time for the Seggs plane to recover its origins. ”

The golden figure was silent for a moment, and then looked at the silver-blue figure again:

"Your Majesty Rigdal, I don't know what your intentions are, but our agreement from a thousand years ago will not change."

After saying this, He stood up from his throne and said in a low and powerful voice:

"All existences that threaten the gods must be completely erased!"

Then He said again to the bright gray figure:

"Your Majesty, please tell Urel that he may find the newborn true god as soon as possible and bring him into the pantheon."

After saying that, his body bloomed with brilliant light, and then the whole figure slowly disappeared.

The other two figures looked at each other and returned.

The Pantheon, once again calm has been restored.

……

Heaven.

In a small kingdom of about 10 million square kilometers, countless prayers are being prayed fervently.

In the center of the kingdom of God, there is a majestic snow-capped mountain, covered with snow, and there is a silver temple on it.

In the temple, a majestic figure shrouded in holy light was playing with a delicate divine bow.

Suddenly, His heart moved, and he stretched out his hand and made a gesture outward.

I saw a silver ball of light fly into his hand, and when he touched it, a roar of anger suddenly resounded in the temple:

"Urrel! A true God has been born! You've been guarding the pantheon for 100 years! Locate the newborn true god as soon as possible and bring it into the pantheon! In addition, you are derelict in your duty, and the time will continue for another hundred years as a punishment! ”

Urrel: ......

Taking a deep breath, He stood up from his throne and bowed slightly in one direction:

"Obey the oracle of the Lord God."

Hearing His words, the silver ball of light seemed to be very satisfied, and slowly disappeared.

Urel breathed a sigh of relief and said with some chagrin:

"I didn't expect a true god to be born......"

There has been no new true god in the Saigs universe for a thousand years, so he slackened his guard, but he didn't expect to hit the muzzle of the gun.

As if thinking of something, Urrel looked in the direction where the light was flying from, and snorted a little unconvinced:

"Hmph...... If I had mastered nature and life, would I have condescended to obey God? ”

As the youngest and most promising (self-proclaimed) new god in thousands of years, he has always wanted to be independent and have his own godline, but unfortunately the orc race is too weak, and his priesthood is too weak......

"I don't know how those believers investigated, and there has been no news for so long......"

Urel lowered his bow and walked around the temple with some impatience.

Suddenly, there was a movement in his heart:

"Huh?"

He stopped and beckoned softly to the outside of the temple.

Soon, a thin orc soul floated over.

It was an old orc, dressed in sheep's clothing, a priest.

If Demacia were here, he would have found out that he was the unlucky man who had been stabbed to death by a lunch box.

Urrel narrowed his eyes, then placed his hand on the top of the priest's soul.

In an instant, scenes unfolded in the temple......

It was the experience of a priest's life.

Priests are different from other believers.

In becoming priests, intelligent beings are equivalent to completely opening their souls to the true God.

In this case, once an intelligent creature dies, his memory will be protected by the divine power of the true god, and the soul will still have the memories of life after ascending to the kingdom of God.

And the true god can also read his memories!

That's why Eve really wants to guard against the priests of Ulel!

As he read his memory, Urel's expression changed from expectation to solemnity, and from solemnity to confusion......

After a moment, He lowered his hand and muttered somewhat dazedly:

"Seven dragon balls? Kaleidoscope writing wheel eye? One Piece's treasure? ”