In a world of red.

Temperatures of up to thousands of degrees distort the horizon, making everything look blurry, and the air is constantly wavering.

Endless lava wriggled around an isolated island, emitting a blinding red glow that resembled a crimson lake.

Thick bubbles bulged and exploded, sputtering sparks and a pungent smell of sulfur.

This is the "Spirit Realm" of the Outer Continent, also known as the "Outer Spirit Realm", but the transcendents in the mysterious realm of the Outer Continent do not call it that.

They call it "hell".

In the middle of the Hell Lava Lake, the isolated island is made entirely of obsidian, without any vegetation or buildings, and is bare, but it looks angular and quite spectacular.

On the flat land along the island's shores, a large round obsidian table is furnished with four obsidian high-backed chairs carved with bizarre patterns.

At this moment, there are four figures sitting at the table.

"Styko, the order of the Nine Empires has collapsed, and the Holy Land of Klein no longer exists...... It's time for your faith to come to an end. ”

The one who spoke was an old woman with a disheveled head.

His hair was dull, but it was a colorful color, and his messy hair seemed to be drenched in sparkling blood under the red light of the magma around him.

This old woman is none other than the true god of the plague pathway, the Moth Lord Yvemeris.

"It's been more than 1,300 years, and the beliefs of the Beretta continent should indeed be divided...... I have to say, I'm thankful for the existence of that foreign power, if it weren't for him, everything would still be as boring as stagger water. ”

A figure shrouded in white robe laughed.

He is the Winter Bell through the true God, the man of the mist, Almudi Andy, who is disfigured, leaving a white robe floating on his chair.

"Stike, we don't have much time to ink with you anymore, and if you don't agree to the separation of faith, then I don't mind fighting with you again."

A lady with long dark purple hair fluttering in the air spoke indifferently.

His face was full of facial features except for a small mouth with red lips and a small mouth, leaving only smooth and white skin.

This is the noisy way of the true God, the mourning lady Frirola.

Stike, the goddess of the menorah, glanced at the three arch-enemies, but spoke calmly:

"The strife on the continent of Buretta has been put on hold for the time being...... I have good news here that I would like to share with you. ”

"Good news? Let's hear it. ”

The ethereal voice of the man in the fog came from the white robe.

The Moth Lord and the Mourning Girl didn't seem to be very interested, and didn't say anything.

"From Montgomery, the sun has set on the continent of Yanita, and the blockade of the ritual around the island has been broken and lifted...... This means that we can easily descend on that land that we have not yet set foot on without any effort. ”

The goddess of the menorah spoke.

"Is this the so-called good news?"

The mourning girl said coldly.

"Let's not talk about whether the news of the Yanita calendar god is credible, that is, how many true gods are still in that continent, I don't know, I am afraid that I will suffer a big loss if I rush over......"

"There is no doubt about the credibility of the news, it is easy to confirm, and Montgomery would not be stupid enough to lie to me with such information...... As for the true god of Yanita, oh, it must be very clear to His Majesty Almudi Andy. ”

The goddess of the candelabra said with a light smile.

The Moth Lord and the Mourning Maiden turned their heads and looked at the white-robed mist man who was levitating.

"Hmm...... Some of the fish I parasitize are in the misty seas. ”

The Man in the Mist laughed.

"Through perception, the blockade of the ritual around the island has indeed been lifted, and even the fish can easily approach the Yanita continent, but it seems that something big has happened over there recently, and the death knell of Godfall has sounded five times in succession...... Their true God is falling one after another. ”

"Five Divine Deathknells, it seems that there should have been a tragic divine war...... In this way, in addition to the gods of death and darkness who have long fallen, the number of remaining true gods on the Yanita continent will not exceed three? ”

The Moth Lord lowered his head and asked emotionlessly.

"You can't be wrong...... I speculate that the only three true gods left are most likely Montgomery, the god of killing, Conrad, and Angela, the god of law, after all, the latter two came in person last time, and I have fought against them. ”

Stike, dressed in a sky-blue evening dress, replied.

"Although I don't know what caused so many true gods to fall, the Yanita Continent is indeed in a period of 'weakness', and it is an excellent time for us to make a move."

The goddess of the menorah said, pausing for a moment, glancing at the three gods present.

"Are you interested in descending with me on the Yanita continent, although it is closed, the actual land is not small, and it is very suitable as a new place of faith...... Rather than continue to quarrel here, it is better to occupy that land first. ”

"Hmmm......"

After a deep groan, the man in the fog suddenly replied with a chuckle:

"You can give it a try."

The moth lord and the mourning girl were silent for a while, and then a strange light flashed in their eyes, and they also expressed their positions one after another:

"Okay."

"Tell me about the specific plan."

Seeing this, the goddess of the menorah, Styco, slowly smiled.

He felt his own flame and howled impatiently within him, longing to devour the power of the divine path in that land......

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"You are the beginning of a great chapter, the beginning of a grand epic......"

"You are the end of the supreme drama, the end of all myths......"

"Lord of the Wonderlands and the Spirit World, the Great God of the Outlands, Mr. Infinity, who is in charge of destiny, please grant me good luck ......"

The sound of pious and solemn chants resounded throughout the fairyland.

Chen Lun was sitting upright on the White Throne in the center of Abbasye, the Heavenly Origin God's Temple, with a calm expression and listening silently.

After a while, he retracted his attention and spoke slowly:

"Arnold."

"Mr. Infinity."

A young man with short white hair bowed to the figure on the white throne and replied respectfully.

Chen Lun smiled and took out the two copies of the Sun One Divine that once belonged to the Sun King Andre, as well as the [Sunlight Spear] that writhed like a golden electric python.

With a wave of his hand, three clusters of light emitting golden brilliance floated down and slowly suspended in front of the blazing sun.

"In this world, the night is eternal, and the suffering lasts forever, so in the future, please become the god of light in the new world...... Please bring light to this world. ”

A warm and flat voice came from the White Throne.

Arnold was slightly stunned.

He stared at the light in front of him, and his ears seemed to hear his father's earnest teachings......

"Hunt the darkness forever. Radiant until it dies. ”

Arnold raised his head and looked at the man sitting in the backlight, the other party's face seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist all the time, and he couldn't see it really, but he still felt the trust in the other party's words.

And a kind of mission-like entrustment.

He took a deep breath, bowed his head, and said with great solemnity:

"The sun will live up to your trust."

Arnold said, stretching out his hands and taking the Divine and Light Spear.

"I will light up the world."

At this point, he did not lack the key elements of godhood, except for a lengthy ceremony to officially ascend to the position of the sun god.

Chen Lun nodded with satisfaction.

And he said:

"Sid."

"Mr. Infinity, the recorder is here."

A waist-length man in an earthy yellow coat held an ancient scroll in his hand, stepped forward, and saluted the man on the throne.

"From now on, you will become the god of the new world, recording all the great events you have seen and heard, leaving traces of the past for the future...... After all, people are always good at forgetting. ”

When the man on the throne saw this, he shook his head and lowered a stone cross with a bronze bell hanging from the end.

"The former guest will live up to your trust."

Sid held the cross in both hands and bowed his head in a deep voice.

"I'm going to record the world."

"Good."

Chen Lun said with a smile.

He paused for a moment, then called:

"Margaret."

"Mr. Infinity, I'm here."

The old woman in the black dress stepped forward, clasped her hands lightly, and placed her lower abdomen.

"Day and night change, it is common sense, in the future, it is up to you to calm the darkness, send a glimmer of light and hugs at night...... Death is not the end, sleep is the end. ”

The voice on the White Throne was soft, as if it was not only conveying an exhortation to the Silent Lady, but also a truth to the angels.

As he spoke, Chen Lun waved his hand and lowered three clouds of black light.

This is the one divinity of the three dark suns.

However, the Silent Lady looked at the light floating in front of her, but she never took it, and for a while, she bowed her head in shame.

"I'm sorry, sir...... It's not that I don't want to become a god, but I'm tired of tens of thousands of years of falsehood and pretense...... In my humble opinion, your wife, Floy, would be a better candidate. ”

Seeing this, Chen Lun couldn't help but be silent.

After a moment, he laughed again, and said:

"In that case, please help her keep these three divinities, the future...... Give it to her at the right time. ”

"Mr. ......"

The Silent Lady looked up, stunned.

All the angels and the true gods present heard the deep meaning of Mr. Infinity...... He didn't want to give God to his wife with his own hands, perhaps to avoid some questioning.

"Soon, I'll be leaving Yanita and heading to the stars."

The man on the White Throne smiled and spoke.

"I'm not sure about this trip, maybe ...... will never return. ”

Under the throne, the faces of the angels were solemn.

The eyes of the bleak lady Jutillia flashed with imperceptible sadness.

Lady of Silence, Margaret, took over the three Dark Sun One Divinity.

He bowed to the man in the black hat.

"I, too, live up to your trust."

Margaret said solemnly.

"I will keep the new moon until His birth."

"Good."

Chen Lun smiled even more.

He lowered his gaze and swept over the angels.

"I am 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...... Jutilia, Dominia. ”

Hearing Mr. Infinity's words, Lady Bleak and Lady Sigh also stepped forward in tacit agreement.

"I wish for an early accession to the throne...... And the order and operation of the new world is up to you. ”

"We will do as you ask."

The Three Ladies of Sun, Former Guest, and Pain all agreed, and even the King of Slaughter bowed silently.

Seeing this, Chen Lun smiled, and said in a relaxed tone:

"Please rest assured that even if this trip is gone, Yanita will be safe and sound...... I can assure you. ”

As he spoke, he unconsciously looked in the direction of the false moon in the fairyland.

I secretly said in my heart, after all, there is still love for him and love for him.

Angela, Mia, and Conrad stared at the figure on the White Throne with solemn expressions, while the angels bowed to him after a long silence.

Everyone knows that this will be Mr. Infinity's last entrustment.

and a guarantee to the world.