Asteria closed her eyes.

This power is not strong, compared to the divine power of the gods, it is much inferior in quantity, but at this moment, Asteria is speechless.

I can't get rid of this feeling in my heart...... Perhaps, it is just moving.

Is it wrong that the gods are on top?

If you talk about loyalty and patriotism in feudal society, is there the slightest mistake?

In such a world, in a world where the gods can cleanse the surface of the earth and even destroy the stars, where the gods of agriculture can make the land abundant, where the gods of war can provoke wars as long as they exist, where the gods can resurrect the dead, where the gods can easily do everything, how can the gods be on top?

After all, it is the gods who experience life, how can we compare the heart with the heart, and how can we really understand the feelings of ordinary people?

Asteria is a good god of order, a good old man who cares about ordinary people and is willing to join them.

However, what remains unchanged is that in her heart, it is the gods that need to be feared, and what needs to be cared about is monsters and adventurers, ordinary people - only in the sequence that she should protect.

The memories that belonged to civilians gradually poured into her mind, and to her experience in hundreds of millions of years, it was just a drop of water to the ocean, but there had never been a moment when she could understand the feelings of ordinary people so well.

Happy, angry, joyful, sad, hopeless, hopeful.

Asteria opened her eyes.

She loves human beings, even if she has witnessed countless darkness and hell created by humans, but the hope and courage that belong to human beings shine brighter than all darkness.

When light and darkness are intertwined, if the heart is toward the light, it is a good god, and if the heart is toward darkness, it is an evil god.

However, now, it is not only the shining point of human nature, but because of her personal experience, she has gradually understood the dark side and seems to be able to empathize.

And......

"Justice?" Asteria laughed, no longer confused.

She said that justice is like a sky full of stars, there is no clear standard, but everyone has their own justice in their hearts, even if it is obscured by dark clouds for a while, the starry sky is always there.

She thought that justice can be not only the stars, but also the sun that illuminates the darkness and dispels the gloom, maybe there are still shadows under the sun, maybe the sun can't shine on everyone, but the sun is light.

However, now she knows that it was wrong.

The gods are like the stars.

An adventurer is a person who chases the stars.

However, in this world, the most people are always ordinary people.

Whether it is the stars or the sun, this kind of justice is just an illusion that is out of reach for ordinary people, even if it is an adventurer, it is only a small possibility to chase the footsteps of the stars.

She is Astra, and the justice she pursues is not for the gods, but for the adventurers, but also for thousands of ordinary people, so - her path is wrong.

Instead of thinking about saving ordinary people with the power of the few, we should give strength to the many.

After all, the future depends on everyone's creation.

Justice for all does not lie in the heavens and the night sky.

The road is underfoot.

Asteria raised her sword.

The gathered prayers turned into new powers, the gods were powerless, the adventurers were helpless, and in this desperate situation, the power of ordinary humans bloomed.

The white light gathered on the sword, shining brightly.

"Al Feya!" Asteria softly called out the names of her enemies.

The silver-haired girl didn't say anything, and as Asteria gathered her strength, she sang about her magic.

"Cry, Holy Bell Tower!"

It is the ultimate skill of the strongest magician of the strongest clan of all time, and it is a special move that kills Leviathan with just one hit.

White light reflected the sky, the light of destruction filled the night sky, and the roar of destruction resounded in the sky.

"Annihilation: Proclamation Prayer." Alfia put the final end to the chant.

If left unchecked, in an instant, Olari will be flattened, right?

"Al Feya!" Astria called out the enemy's name again.

Can the gathered power win?

Even though she was a goddess, Asteria shouldn't have known the answer.

She found a path of her own, which she thought was the right one, but she couldn't say she could win.

How much power did she gather?

If there were no gods, if there were no adventurers, even if there were heroes in ancient times, it was all people who fought side by side with heroes.

However, in the thousands of years, ordinary people who have been protected by adventurers, even if they face despair, even if they face death, how many people are willing to resist, and how many people are willing to stretch out their hands and entrust 1 to her?

Third? Tenth? Or less?

The right path and the ultimate cannot represent the strength of the power.

Merely......

“…… Your prayers, I have received. Asteria whispered.

If Alfiado wants to destroy Ulari, he wants someone to save Alali.

Even though she kills, arsons, and slaughters the city, there is actually no room for whitewashing, but this thing is still whitewashed in nature.

After all, her prayer became a power in Astria's hands.

So - won't lose.

Asteria slashed her sword from afar.

Above the heavenly dome, two rays of light echoed each other, and then collided with each other.

Like ice melting and snow melting, in front of the latter, the former blended into it in an instant, and even the waves did not stir up the slightest bit, and the two converged forces poured into Olali from top to bottom, and did not destroy even the most basic grass and trees.

The brilliance turned into points of light, like a universal rain, evenly sprinkled on the earth and integrated into the bodies of all people.

The sick are healed, the wounded recover, and the physical strength of those who have suffered great physical losses is restored, and the strength taken from everyone is finally returned to everyone.

Astria's face was slightly relaxed, and it was finally over, she patted Lu Ming's shoulder, and said softly, "How is your state, are you okay?" ”

"It's fine now, but I'll be sure for a while." Lu Ming shook his head, the distractions of other people were not a big threat to him, it was probably equivalent to five hundred ducks fighting for a husband in his ear.

Lu Ming put away his sword, this thing was to be returned, and walked towards Alfeiya in three or two steps.

After all, after throwing all her strength into the blow, she had run out of oil and couldn't stand.

With one hand on the ground, she half-knelt in place, looking at Lu Ming who came over, she forcibly squeezed out a smile.

“…… Completely lost. ”

She doesn't think it's bad for this ending.

"Help me ...... Forward......" Her voice was choppy, barely able to form a sentence.

Passing the wishing lamp, which can heal the disease, to Chardo was her last wish.