Chen Ji was immersed in the true and vast, cruel and desperate history of the Divine Grace Continent for a while.

Good does not triumph over evil.

There is only one city left in the Divine Grace Continent, and there are more than a million people left.

Although Chen Ji didn't know how big the Divine Grace Continent Astana was in, he didn't know how many people there had been, and he didn't know how many races the Four Pillar Gods had created.

But.

One city, more than a million people.

It's all of the Divine Grace Continent.

Underneath the Church of the Goddess of Light, Astana waited patiently for the Lord's response, and no matter how eager she was, she could not show it in front of the Great Being.

Even if the Divine Grace Continent perished and became a paradise for evil gods, she could not take the initiative to ask the Lord for salvation.

The Lord exists beyond the Endless Void, and only in his leisure time does he set his eyes on it.

She can include words asking the Lord for strength in her prayers, but she cannot beg the Lord again to give her strength in her communication with the Lord.

"Didn't you just say that there is a sun god in the sky?"

Chen Ji thought about it.

There is nothing he can do about the evil gods, and the only one who can save Astana is the gods of her world.

But before she said that the gods had been polluted, and that the Temple of the Sun God was cruising the sky, it was a bit contradictory.

"Lord, the sun god has lost his mind, and his kingdom is walking aimlessly in the heavens and appearing with the goddess of the moon, which should not have happened in previous times."

"Now we can no longer rely on the sun and the moon to keep time, we can no longer get warmth from the sun, the evil sun god is releasing distorted power every moment, there are almost no creatures in the Divine Grace Continent that can maintain order under the double light of the sun and the moon, they have become crazy and evil, devouring shadows, fearless of death, no longer giving birth, no wisdom, no poetry, and no longer yearning for freedom."

Astana's words were translated by Chen Ji's plug-in, but he still didn't understand it very well.

Keeping order?

Can't poetry also be a symbol of evil?

Chen Ji was very puzzled and asked her: "The world you live in, evil gods seem to be everywhere, and your gods are either dead or hiding, how did you survive?" ”

The evil sun god hangs on his head every day, and there is also a moon goddess who also comes out from time to time, and the sun and the moon go crazy together.

If this were in an ordinary novel, normal people would have gone crazy 10,000 times!

"We relied on the god of death, and the first strength, to survive."

Astana's voice was low, "The only good news for the evil gods is that they have no reason and will not take the initiative to attack people, it is the power of the evil gods that is invading the entire world, and the creatures that are completely polluted have become crazy and weird, and they are incomparably distorted existences." ”

As if Chen Ji was interested in this, Astana took the initiative to say: "Now we can only pray that the polluted gods will not notice the Primordial City, to be precise, they will not pass by here because of accidents, otherwise, we will not be able to resist the power of the polluted gods." ”

Can you resist normal gods?

Chen Ji thought of this question, but didn't ask, the original city was the last hope of the Divine Grace Continent, the Four Pillar Gods, as well as the popes, bishops, priests, knights of various gods, as well as the powerhouses of various kingdoms, the last remnants of various races, must all gather there.

"Where did the evil gods come from?"

Chen Ji asked her again.

"Lord, we don't know."

Astana replied softly, "We speculated that the evil god had invaded the Divine Grace Continent from the twisted void, but the Goddess once told me that it was because of a poem, and I asked her, but she didn't answer again, just asked me to pray, pray that a great being like you can see the Divine Grace Continent!" ”

She was thrilled.

Chen Ji was even more puzzled when he heard it.

Twist the Void?

A poem?

The goddess of light asked Astana to pray, to believe in another god, to ask other gods to answer?

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Chen Ji didn't have the uncomfortable feeling of the bitter master, after all, the goddess of light had returned to the beginning, and it was estimated that she was dead.

"It can't be an outer god from the outer realm of the starry sky, right?"

Chen Ji jokingly said that in a novel he had read, the outer god was simply too strong, and knowing his name would be polluted.

"Starry sky?"

Astana subconsciously glanced up, of course she couldn't see anything in the underground.

"Lord."

Astana whispered, "Isn't the starry sky a flower blooming in the garden of the moon goddess?" Where will evil gods be born? If so, Astana will do everything in her power to destroy the Moon Goddess's garden! ”

Good fellow, you are so strong, dare to break into the back garden of the polluted god, you are worthy of the gods.

Chen Ji still remembers the information of this "blind date", 112 years old, the saint of the Cathedral of the Goddess of Light, a descendant of God.

"The starry sky is the sea of flowers of the moon goddess?"

Chen Ji suddenly felt that the Divine Grace Continent, which was full of evil gods, had a sense of romance.

During the day, the sun god cruises the skies.

At night, the goddess of the moon presents the garden to mortals to see, with beautiful flowers that make up their starry sky.

"With us, the star is the sun."

Chen Ji said a little more.

Unexpectedly, Astana trembled with excitement again, "Lord, Lord, Merciful Lord, are there thousands of sun gods in the divine domain you created?" ”

"No, no, no, no!"

Chen Ji couldn't laugh or cry, "We don't have a god here, and I'm just an ordinary person, but the world I live in naturally has a huge fireball, which we call it: star."

Within tens of billions of light-years, there are many stars, as many as a quadrillion, that emit light and heat all the time, and these rays travel through great distances to form our starry sky. ”

Chen Ji is in the universe where the earth is located.

And in Astana's opinion, in an instant, countless sun gods appeared at the same time, and infinite light and heat passed through the distance and were in front of her eyes.

This is the star.

It is on a par with the sun god.

The power penetrates infinite distances and reaches her face.

"Lord."

Astana bowed reverently: "Can you tell me again what your starry sky looks like?" ”

"Yes, the starry sky, it's just a shining light in the dark, it should be no different from the world you live in, maybe it's almost, after all, you are the flower planted by the moon goddess. But the starry sky here is vast, and every time I look up, I feel small. ”

With Chen Ji's description, Astana's concept of stars, the night sky, the earth, and the Xia Kingdom took shape little by little in her mind.

The Earth of the Divine Domain is incredibly large.

The starry sky created by the Lord is boundless.

Stars on a par with the sun god are everywhere.

They shine in the sky and endure for tens of billions of years.

It is the manifestation of the greatest and vast power of the Lord.

"Great Lord."

Astana prostrate on the ground and chanted the prayer again in her mouth: "You have created trillions of stars, you have blessed your devotees with beautiful starry skies, you are merciful, forgiving ......"

And so on and so forth!

What's the matter with you, don't you understand what I'm saying?

Chen Ji was shocked, as an ordinary person, he simply became the creator in Astana's mouth!

"May the starry sky you created, and the stars that will not be extinguished for tens of billions of years, also shine in the sky of the Divine Grace Continent!"

"Divine Arts—Stars Shine."

A bright star rises from Astana.

The dim, chaotic, and evil aura of the Divine Grace Continent sky was torn apart, and the holy light sprinkled down, fixing the sun temple located in the west, walking aimlessly.

Two forces collided in the sky, crumpling the sky into a ball.

Astana fainted.

The last picture in front of Chen Ji's eyes was dozens of bishops and priests gathered in front of the church, looking solemn or frightened.

Chen Ji glanced at them and lost contact with Astana.