Iron boots stepped on the city wall.

The girl's purple eyes burned with purple flames.

The girl stared at the sky.

The clouds are squeezed together bit by bit, and are attracted by the huge figures, and thunder and lightning rolls in the black clouds rolling layer by layer.

The starry sky in the hollow in the middle of the whirlpool also became strange.

Stars flickered like burning, and fell one by one in the sky.

"Things are not good."

She stared at the whirlpool in the sky for a long time, then lowered her eyes to look at the man in her arms.

The man rested his head on the warm fruit and closed his eyes tightly.

He was restless when sleeping, always trying to occupy more space. With the man's movements, the girl's fair cheeks turned crimson.

"Like a child."

The girl has seen a man's sleeping face several times.

The invasion of nightmares makes men always unable to sleep normally.

but.

The girl looked at the man's sleeping face tenderly, with a soft smile on her lips.

I'm hugging you.

"Good night, Sir Ken."

...

On the ruins of Broken Wing's lair, the invisible throne gradually appeared in the real world.

The legendary priest in white robes watched the wonderful rules unfolding in this world.

Compared to the changing winds and thunders outside, it is actually calm here.

The throne is formed.

The chains gradually pulled the person who ascended to God onto the throne of God.

"It's not that the gods are close to the throne, it's that the throne is longing for the gods. It's true."

Hoss thought of his own records in the temple library.

Suddenly, Hoss's expression changed and his figure suddenly retreated.

In a few flashes, he appeared high in the sky, looking down at the ascension ceremony.

Where he disappeared, nothing happened.

"No...is it time?"

Hoss' eyes were fixed on the place where he disappeared.

It was an ordinary broken wall. At this time, there were places like this all over the Broken Wing lair.

But Hoth's legendary vision was able to notice that the ground in that area gradually became soft, and the structure collapsed bit by bit.

"Many people have found the remains of giant dragons in the Lucas Ruins, and I have also collected some of them. There are obviously remnants of the power of the law of time on those remains."

Hoss frowned as he recalled his memories:

"Even if it remains, the power of time cannot be touched by mortals, but there is no doubt that the dragon came into contact with the law of time during his lifetime, and that power may only be touched by gods.

But! This is definitely not the law of time!"

Hoss frowned and his eyes became sharp:

"Time comes again and again, and life and death exist."

If the law of time ascends the throne of God, even if the throne has no owner, it should be able to survive life, death and prosperity as time goes by.

There is only one possibility for the scene of all things dying.

"This is the throne of death!"

Even Hoth looked at the throne of God as if facing a powerful enemy.

When he realized the nature of the God's Throne, the biological fear of death began to wrap around him and wrap around the back of his mind.

This is the throne of Death!

Before the priest, he was first a human being.

If you are a human being, you will die.

Priests will die.

Paladins will die.

The Son, the Saint, and the Pope will also die.

The fear of death has been hidden in the bloodline since the birth of the race.

At this time, Hoss was "the closest to death."

The old priest's will overcame his instinctive fear. In his eyes, the huge shrine entwined with dead branches showed its shadow. He forced himself to calm down and said to himself:

"It is rumored that the Lucas family stole the power of the God of Death during the First Holy War, and as a result, the family was destroyed. When the Lucas family was about to be destroyed, they once pulled three gods off their thrones.

Who would have thought that the third god dethroned by the Lucas family would actually be the God of Death.

Not long after the Lucas family was destroyed, the second Holy War—the unrecorded Blank Holy War— broke out, which may also be directly related to the death of the God of Death."

In Hoth's eyes.

Eliza Servais's body was finally pulled by chains to the edge of the throne.

Hoss' old eyes narrowed.

The throne seems not to be completely solidified yet.

Eliza's body was pulled by chains to the edge of the pedestal of the throne.

This angle is very different from the position on the seat...

Hoss was thinking.

Suddenly his squinted old eyes widened and his pupils suddenly shrank.

When Elisa's body approached the throne, the chains suddenly accelerated, and the dense chains tied Elisa to the dead branches.

Didn’t blend in!

The volume of the flesh is rapidly decreasing, the skin disappears, the flesh and blood are crushed, and the bones are shriveled!

The body prepared for ascension to the gods is being rapidly absorbed!

The moment Elisa was sucked in, dazzling thunder exploded from high in the sky. It seemed that some switch was turned on, and the originally silent and depressing environment suddenly became exciting!

In Hoth's eyes, a familiar corpse was suddenly pulled up from the ground by chains!

Kathy Reilly's body?

No, more than that!

In Hoth's horrified eyes, he saw in the void, close to the world, a whale-like being being ruthlessly dragged into the throne by chains in fear!

Then, one after another, the corpses of the broken wings were continuously pulled into the throne like an assembly line!

It's like some kind of switch is turned on!

It grows so fast!

By the time Hoss realized something, it had become solid.

The withered atmosphere spreads, the ground collapses, blood streaks appear on the walls, and a foul smell can be smelled when breathing.

"The God of Death's... throne?"

Hoss's eyes widened.

How can this be!

This is indeed the throne of death!

But the role of this throne does not exist for the new god to ascend the throne.

This throne is like an egg.

It plunders everything it can devour.

Iron and stone, corpses, gods, rules, planes...

It devours these only to hatch the blasphemy within them.

"Mother Goddess... above..."

Hoss's fingers trembled, and he gritted his teeth to prevent the temple from falling off his fingertips.

Hoth had never heard of clergy fearing heretics.

The Temple was founded in the Age of Chaos.

Three Holy Wars.

Conquer the evil gods of all realms.

There is no record in the classics that priests fear blasphemous things.

It is common knowledge in this world that the temple is the nemesis of all blasphemy.

Only evil gods fear the clergy.

No priest will fear the evil god!

Won't!

Absolutely not!

"Snapped."

The sound of books falling woke Hoss up.

Hoss saw the holy book that fell to the ground.

He saw the palms trembling like sieves with fear.

Hoss realized something.

He was distracted by fear.

The old cleric raised his head.

The throne made of dead branches was before his eyes.

He didn't know when he reached the bottom of the throne.

It wasn't because of confusion, but because his body was out of control because of fear.

Click.

The dead branch in front of the old priest fell.

"Click, click, click."

Dead branches fell one after another.

The thing hatched in the throne of God reflected in the eyes of the old priest.

"Why......"

The old priest couldn't understand.

Why is the throne of the God of Death only used to incubate this throne?

Hoth's dark eye sockets could see nothing.

But he realized what kind of throne it was.

The name of the God's Throne invaded his brain domineeringly, letting him know the God's Throne's true name.

The legendary priest in white stood under the blasphemous throne with bleeding from his orifices, chanting that name devoutly:

"Ifmet."

Hoss understood everything.

The ascension ceremony of returning to the origin was indeed ruined.

The ascension ceremony only means that someone is going to become a god, and it is not the exclusive property of Guiyuan Sect.

Someone attracted this throne.

Someone is qualified to step onto this throne.

This is a shrine that has nothing to do with the rituals of the Return to Origin Religion.

"Tap, step, step."

The silence of the empty ruins was broken by footsteps.

The road made of flesh and blood forms a long ladder to reach the gods.

The ascension ceremony has begun.

...

In an isolated cold drink shop, a girl wearing black-rimmed glasses continued to tell the story of a half-elf girl.

"When the creation giant fell, the half-elf girl had been born a long time ago.

But when it comes to elves, you cannot avoid giants.

There is no way around the dragon, the former ruler of this world.

And the master of that era——
Chapter completed!