"It looks like it's coming to an end......"

The Elder of Order, Taremudan, stands on a high throne, which is the power and glory of the elders of the gods.

But at the same time, it also comes with heavy responsibilities and pressures.

Not everyone likes to be ruled, especially gods who take their divinity to the extreme.

Becoming a god-king has never been so easy.

Even the Elder of Order, Tari Mudan, has paid a huge enough price and sacrifice for this.

Under the interweaving of many orders, the general stability of the entire plane is maintained.

It seems that it only takes a few words to describe it, but it hides a wound that has not been erased for an infinite time.

To this day, it has not subsided......

The Elder of Order, Taremudan, knew that his actions at the top of the gods were bound to cause some resentment.

Maintaining the tranquility of the whole world always requires some inevitable sacrifices......

He would grieve and be silent about that sacrifice.

But in the eyes of the other gods, He was still the ruthless God-King......

The rebellion of the new moon did not make the Elder of the Order, Taremudan, feel so stunned.

Long enough years ago, He knew he would find the situation he was in.

This doesn't require a complicated analysis, and the old feuds that have accumulated over time will eventually be given a new lease of life.

Maybe it's today, or maybe it's in the future......

The gods are seated, and they are either solemn or whispering.

The Elder of Order, Taremudan, knows that they have their own minds.

But for now, they still have to fight side by side.

Because the enemy you need to face this time may not be as simple as a rebellious god.

The god-slayer who shocked this plane and became a god in his own name would be the source of all the calamities......

And they must not want to face that kind of end.

So, in such a situation, whether they want to or not is no longer the matter.

But that doesn't mean that the Elder of Order, Taremudan, will feel that they are in a safe place......

In fact, He knew more than any other god about the horror of Him.

As a god-king who had ruled this plane for a long time, he never appeared arrogantly above the gods.

Still, they have the pride that God would consider God-King.

The god-king not only rules everything with majesty and power, but also needs a will that is prudent and meticulous to the extreme.

It is not like fiery wrought iron, or more like fine-needle embroidery......

"I know the will of the gods, but now we have no choice......"

On the throne of the gods, in the silence of the gods, the elder of the order, Taremudan, said.

His majestic gaze looked at the gods, and the battle axe standing at his hand was as shocking as it had been in ancient times.

It had been a long time since the Elder of Order, Taremudan, had sat on the throne of the gods, and he had put aside the great axe that represented his killing face for a long time.

Killing is a violent blade that will inevitably be used to disrupt the existing order.

But when it comes to building a new order, it's not always that good.

For the Elder of Order, Taremudan, it is often not so wise to use killing to construct the existence of order.

Time can erase many things, those ups and downs that are active in the soul.

In the end, it will be smoothed out and eliminated in the rolling time.

But the traces of the killing are stubborn and sharp.

He was a merciful God-King in the eyes of all things.

Therefore, his divine name is not crowned with the majesty of a god-king, but appears in the form of a tireless elder.

Although the gods have not forgotten his past.

The throne of God will inevitably be stained with the blood of his compatriots......

And the Elder of Order, Tari Mudan, is not a benevolent elder......

"But we know him, he's not a killer!"

It was at this time that a deity in the form of a young human girl spoke.

"God of flowers and doves of peace, I know your efforts."

"You've been fighting for peace, but now it's not counterinsurgent."

"Now, it's war!"

The Elder of Order, Taremudan, glanced at the gods and said in a deep voice.

His voice overwhelmed the whispers of the gods, and the eyes of the gods were fixed on Him.

Then, they lowered their eyes......

The will of the God-King does not fluctuate due to other factors.

Moreover, as the Elder of the Order, Taremudan, said, they also know the principles that He upholds.

At this moment, they are already enemies.

At this point, there is no luck in the gods.

"We're not war-loving gods, but we're not going to be judged by any of them!"

"Now, let's go and show that 'judge' the power of the gods!"

With the call of the Elder of Order, Tari Mudan, the golden light of Order condensed into a sacred armor on his body!

Countless Heroic Spirits, awakened from their endless slumber, will give their eternal lives for the God King!

The whole temple was in a solemn and frenzied atmosphere, and the gods were shouting loudly!

Perhaps there is a god who hopes for peace like the god of flowers and doves of peace.

But in the will of many gods, there is no certain impulse to try.

They may have heard of Yi Qiu's name, but they also knew that the other party did not really face the true god with divine powers.

Perhaps the life stages of the legends are not understood by them.

But they are undoubtedly experts at the concept of a weak divinity.

In the eyes of some gods, Yi Qiu had already been carried away by the faint power of divinity.

He had no idea what a huge gulf existed between the different levels of divinity.

And the rebellion and escalating friction of the gods such as the god of the crescent moon have long made the wrath of the gods roar in their wills.

Now, it's time to show the wrath of the gods!

"For the sake of the God King of Order, for the sake of Ergando!"

The god of wine and spices raised the huge barrel in his hand, and he raised the barrel to drink in the name of the world.

Amid the laughter of the gods, it seemed that the atmosphere suddenly became agitated.

The shadow of war seems to be gone, and they can taste the taste of victory!

The Elder of Order, Taremudan, didn't stop this, he felt it was also a way to vent the pressure of the gods.

To deal with such beings, even if the mouths of the gods are filled with such contemptuous words.

But in the depths of the divine consciousness, the Elder of Order, Taremudan, knew that they did not have some fear that would not be dispelled.

"For the sake of the God-King, for the sake of Ergando......"

Elder Order-Taremudan raised the glass in his hand, and he spoke slowly and in a deep voice.

And when the gods were intertwined, the sea of clouds above the sky seemed to begin some subtle changes.

The air seemed to grow cold, and there was some kind of faint singing that lingered......