When one side has two Chosen One, the end of history seems to be predestined.

The Empire of the Sun is once overthrown!

This day is destined to be written into the history books of mankind and become a milestone for the entire population.

The behemoth that once dominated the ups and downs of this continent finally collapsed under the iron rider of the eagle.

When Huerlun and Kumbana led a large army to attack the main city of the sun, the wind and clouds suddenly rose, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and the blue thunder swept through the dusk sky.

The howls of wild beasts came from all directions of the wilderness, and the hunting wind was like the howl of ghosts and gods, and for a time, there was the image of civilization declining and heaven and earth overturning.

It was as if the heavens were lamenting this former behemoth.

But this can't stop Huerlun's footsteps, he always firmly believes that the gods are on his side!

Why are you afraid?

What he wants to do is to become the only human emperor on this continent, and permanently engrave his name on the first page of the human history book, so that the years will forever pay tribute to his existence, and even the gods will be pleased, with a believer like him, he can shine the light of strength and defense in the heavenly vault of eternity!

The imperial city is broken.

The defeat was like a mountain.

The few desolate beasts that finally attached themselves to the Sun Empire finally knew that the general trend was gone, and they scattered and fled.

His army went to hunt down the outcasts, but Kumbana and Huerlun, led the most elite eagles and slaughtered straight into the enemy's palace.

The first emperor of the Sun Empire, before he could fully say what he begged for mercy, was beheaded by Huerlun with a sword, and blood was spilled on the earth.

In the battle of faith, if you don't advance, you will retreat, you don't need to analyze right and wrong, you just need to cut off the heads of all the people who think you are wrong, and pay tribute to our lord Pan Sen.

This was told to him by the wise man Kumbana, and Huerlun thought it was true.

And in his heart, he is just a puppet, not worth stopping again, even for a moment.

The real leader of the Sun Empire, in the final analysis, is still Lothertius, the head of the heretics who told a big lie and directed a great drama of heaven and earth with his single-handed beast taming skills, is Huerlun's only goal.

That's right, until now, Huerlun has always believed that the gods have only chosen themselves!

Lothertius is just one of the biggest liars in the history of mankind!

Is taming an animal a gift from the gods?

How did the wise Kumbana tame those transcendent beasts?

Could it be that the wise are also God's chosen ones?

No kidding!

Killed all the way to the deepest part of the palace, the corpses pillowed along the way, the blood flowed like a river, and none of Huerlun's men survived.

When in the deepest part of the imperial court, with the invincible divine power of the world, all those remaining extraordinary beasts that resisted stubbornly were killed under the iron fist.

Huerlun finally met this old enemy in his life.

Lothertius, his face was ashen, but there was a hint of stubborn piety in his eyes.

He fell to his knees, but not in submission.

He raised his hands in the air, tears streaming down his face, looking at the scene of the wind and clouds, the heavens and the earth changing colors, still holding on to his absolute devotion to the faith.

"The god of the sun, my lord, Lothersius, has failed your expectations!"

"You saw that, right? Those heretics are killing your followers! ”

"The Sun Empire, it was originally a gift from me, but it was defeated by this heresy in front of you!"

"If you have a spirit in heaven, save your believers, only a god like you can reverse the present, human beings, sing your poetry history!"

Huerlun looked at this scene coldly, but his heart was unmoved.

He shook his hand and sprinkled the scarlet blood on the ground with a dazzling pattern of blood spots.

Huerlun stepped forward slowly, looked down with contempt at this familiar and unfamiliar opponent who had never met head-on, and said, "Lothertius, are these your last words?" Your so-called gods are so ridiculous, this continent, no, along with the endless ocean, has only power and defense! ”

Click!

At this moment, a scorching thunderbolt like a blazing sun pierced through the sky.

Everyone closed their eyes in such a bright light.

When I opened my eyes again, the night sky returned to the eternal darkness, but the majestic figure that seemed to be illusory made everyone feel like a lightning strike.

Huerlun took three steps back, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.

The mansion of flames and light, overlooking these tiny insects, said indifferently: "Lothersius, you have failed my expectations. ”

But when Lothersius saw this, he was haunted by his dreams, and even the existence of silent prayer to him in his sleep, he cried with joy.

Without blaming the gods at all, he raised his hands high, bathed in the gaze of the gods, confessed and begged: "The embodiment of fire and light, the god of the sun, the great Polo, you have finally come to earth again!"

Lothertius, I am ashamed of your trust, but I beseech that I will exchange my life for the gods to save my devotees to you! ”

Tang Chuan's majestic voice came: "But, but failure, it represents the dereliction of duty of the chosen one, Lothersius, who has failed the gods, there is only one way to die, but I can give you four words to justify the small contribution made by the humble you." ”

When Lothersius heard this, he did not have the slightest fear of imminent death, but looked fanatical and extremely pious, and said, "Please send down a proverb from the gods!" ”

Tang Chuan said slowly: "Die of glory." ”

Bang!

Lothertius was clasped to the ground, his head bleeding, but his words were indescribably enthusiastic: "Thank God for the gift!" Lothertius has no regrets, eternal life praises your true name! ”

Tang Chuan no longer answered, but glanced at Huerlun and Kumbana indifferently, making them retreat again and again, like a man's back, unable to hold themselves.

Prosperous!

The flames swept through the sky, the imperial court was like day, and the heat wave was so monstrous that it was enough to incinerate everything.

However, this majestic divine power did not descend to the world.

When everyone opened their eyes again, the gods had disappeared into the universe along with the sea of fire.

After a long time, Hu Erlun clutched his chest, gasping for breath, cold sweat soaked his back, and the attribute called "panic" in his genes swept through his brain that could not be waved.

On this day, he saw again the insignificance of human beings in front of the gods.

On this day, he should have exposed the lies of Lothersius, but he did not want the lies to become reality.

On this day, the fear of being watched by the gods once again sowed the seeds of awe in everyone's heart.

God, holy and inviolable.

God can only be worshipped and believed, not slandered!

At this time, Huerlun was at a loss, looked at Kumbana, who had the same stiff expression on his side, and opened his mouth, but did not speak, pointing to Lothersius, who was kneeling on the ground.

This means asking: What to do with him? To kill or not to kill?

Kumbana did not answer directly, as if he was talking to himself, and sighed: "Can you be loyal to the gods and live up to his high hopes in order to finally see the great body......

It's a very obscure statement.

It didn't look like he was answering Huerlun at all, he was just expressing his own shocking sigh.

However, Huerlun, who has worked with wise men for many years and cultivated a tacit understanding, still understands the potential meaning.

If you want to be loyal, you will be loyal to the end!

Don't let another god show up and you'll be deterred!

Didn't the gods of the sun all agree with the death of Lothertius, what are you still struggling with?

To prove your loyalty to the Lord Pansen, don't be afraid!

Huerlun closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and walked in front of Lothersius.

A punch shattered his heart, but it did not match the fierce style of the past, leaving the whole body of Lothersius.

Kumbana, on the other hand, was looking at the sky, as if he was transmitting some kind of emotion to the god of the sun through the starry sky falling at night.

You see, I didn't kill it!

It's none of my business!

……

Later history books contain: Lothersius, one of the three chosen by the first gods, the original pioneer of the Church of the Sun, martyred at the end of the seventeenth year of the solar calendar, and the Zhaozhao Sun Empire, buried in the long river of history, the gods gave words, and died in glory.

Fortunately, the history books are in the right name, and he dies without regrets.