In the silent void, a "hidden world" that cannot be observed with any observation technique is almost completely assimilated with the surrounding darkness. Even when you look close, it feels like a larger world wreckage.

However, this seemingly wrecked world contains power that ordinary people cannot imagine.

Many people often say that stars are like beautiful gems that embellish and the universe, releasing unparalleled magnificence. In this way, gems buried deep underground also have divine nature. The ancients gave them various meanings, praised their beauty and value, and even polished and carved them and put them on their hands, so that this glory always accompanies them.

Even if these emotions reach a distant future compared to the ancients, there will be no change at all.

Because, now people have finally inlaid the magnificent gems that are embellished in the universe on the "rings" they cast among the stars.

Star Falling 855, January 1, at 5:52 pm World Standard Time, the Silent Void Unnamed World, the Aether Ring World.

Everything is silent darkness, like a calmer rest than long sleep, artificially hollowed out all the world inside, maintained under the power of God's runes, but in the center of this silence, a silent wind can be heard, the strong wind of the sun blows, stirring the negative entropy current in the darkness.

It was a golden gem, dazzling and contains incomparable vitality. I wonder how many races of life were born in the multiverse bathed in this glory, and how many races in the abyss that had lost this glory were killed and fought hard with all their might, just to get it again.

And a slightly turned "ring" was rotating around the gem calmly, as if it was about to last until the end of eternity.

"The world is about to be completed, Nostradamus."

In the eyes of ordinary people, this world with only one star and one ring can be said to be an extremely dark fund. Except for the "weak" spark in the center, all other places are cold vacuums. However, in the eyes of extraordinary people, they can see more. For example, a world-wide circumference and maintain all balance, forming a brilliant cycle of the world-scale elusive magic array. The purpose of the elusive magic array named "Piaomiao Sanctuary", is, as ordinary people see, it wants to turn the existence of the entire world into cold nothingness like the silent void, and turn it into "etheless dust".

And in this dark cycle, two light points are communicating.

"Thank you to Radcliffe's blessing, we have only one-tenth of the original plan to complete this project, and there is no way to transport the world in the world. That's too much trouble."

The golden light spots are located on the basically completed silver ring world. He is communicating with the dark blue light spots, and his tone is emotional: "It is more than enough to accommodate the Mycrov civilization. In the past, countless gods once claimed how beautiful, rich, and vast the kingdom of God were in their own kingdom, but only our generation of gods have brought the kingdom of heaven to the earth."

"yes."

The dark blue human figure seems to look here from a distance between time and space. It seems to be just an incarnation, but it does not hinder communication. The old master murmured softly: "Everything you and I dream of is almost realized, but a truly equal and free society needs to be built on a perfect and flawless country. We used to be looking for ways to establish it, but now the answer is very simple."

"Since reality does not exist, then we can create it ourselves."

All contradictions between human beings come from inequality and conflicts of desires... Everyone has a demand for desires, and because of narrow land and narrow space, different demands always gather together and then fight. This is not true or wrong, and it can only prove that there is still animal nature in human nature.

But now, can human desires still maintain their original posture in this circular world that is millions of times the ordinary world?

In the future, can the root cause of all conflicts still burn the spark of name dispute under the simultaneous care of the Seven Gods and the Legends?

"I don't know. Even the empire today, and even the entire Mycrov civilization, are almost without crime. Even if extraordinary powers are almost universal, various academies and training institutions appear like mushrooms after a rain. Even if the magic net connects countless civilizations in the diverse galaxy and forms an extremely harmonious alliance, I am still not sure whether the future can go in the direction we are looking forward to."

The golden human form burns the glory of divine power. The tone of the new generation of justice and power God is the same as when he was still a human being. Although he used questions, it sounded unquestionably firmly: "But God will not corrupt at least before death, at least before death. Therefore, before my God is destroyed, this road will continue until either 'coming' or 'far' future."

"Don't God corrupt..."

Nostradamus chewed on this sentence, and he stared at the circular world in front of him on the back of the huge world, with a rune representing the God of Steel. It was a circle that represented the perfection, perfection, eternal unchanging, and a vertical line penetrated it, dividing the circle into two.

What exactly does that mean?

"Radcliffe, is it God?"

The old master said to himself as if he was feeling emotion: "The 'Pan-Diverical Galaxy Civilization Joint Assembly' established three years ago was based on the power of the Mycrov civilization, strictly speaking, on the power of the body of Joshua van Radcliff. There are many lower civilizations who worship his combat incarnation, and countless higher civilizations divide it into 'God' in awe. Sometimes, I always can't tell whether it is the Great Source called God, or is the individual who meets various conditions and has powerful power that is the God?"

"You know, judging from the recent information from the Magic Net, he is still the Joshua and has never been corrupted, so I have been wondering whether he will be a god descended from a great source, but was just born in the body of our human beings."

"What a question, teacher."

When I heard this question, the golden divine light shook for a moment, as if I was laughing: "I often feel that compared to him, I am not like God. I have even thought about this question carefully, such as whether Joshua has really obtained the divine power directly infused by a large source, so that he can make progress so quickly. But if you want to answer this question, you must first talk about what God is."

"When I was still a human being, I encountered many injustice. I felt absolute evil in a scattered empire. I saw the tears of countless people who cried because of this evil. I deny that this 'evil' is the fate of a country, and even a society."

"So, I burned my anger to reform it, to destroy the old one, and to transform it into what I wanted. I tried to fight against fate, but it almost failed. You know, I have been sitting on the throne half-dead for many years."

"If you are an ordinary person, you should fail at this time, and then you will be depressed for life until you accept reality or die."

The God of Power pointed to the ring world in front of him. His tone was calm, but he could hear a hint of joy and determination: "But I did not, perhaps by coincidence, or by necessity, I defeated my destiny and made the kingdom I wanted at least part of it in reality."

Looking at the face of the old wizard who was thinking and seemed to want to say something, the golden form of god shook his head: "Do you think I want to say that those who can defeat fate are called God? Wrong, it's not like that. I have not defeated fate. I just echo the desires of sentient beings and let the power of hope be imposed on me."

"Teacher Nostradamus, God, is the one who echoes the wishes of all living beings."

Speaking so, the God of Justice raised his head and looked at the end of the dark world. He said in a solemn tone: "People echo wishes and pray for the future. They want better changes, but they are trapped in the absence of power and God is holding power, echoing wishes, creating a future, and turning changes into reality."

"Is Radcliffqing a god? There is no doubt that he is, he holds power and creates the future, he changes this diverse galaxy, and changes your and my destiny. If this is not God, then what is it?"

"The only question is, if Radcliffe is God's word, then what kind of wish did he be born in response?"

This question has no answer.

Because suddenly, the God of Justice and Power, who was chatting with his teachers and friends, suddenly became obvious dazed. He listened with a solemn expression.

He seemed to hear something.

Star Falling, January 2, Mycrov, at 7:52 am, the starting point of the diverse galaxy, the Jetrum Star Domain, and the Star Gate Void Base.

Surrounding the Great Star Gate Void Base, there are a large number of small void settlements, most of which are areas where relevant Star Gate maintenance personnel are stationed on weekdays, but some of the excess settlements have been sold to some wealthy and powerful people to recover construction funds.

Even so, it is a settlement located around the Star Gate Void Base. If you have to make an example, it is probably a sea-facing villa built next to the Seven Sacred Mountains. This is not a place where you can live with only money and power. If you have the corresponding strong strength, you can be qualified to settle here.

The legendary swordsman and the contemporary head of the Caus family, Brandon Caus, naturally has this qualification.

Through the anchor of the quaintly decorated void settlement, and past the private void shuttle ship that has been locked by time and space, and open the thick rune gate, you can see that the settlement is very warm. The walls made of solid wood, white marble decorations, and the light golden crystal lamps hanging on the top all show that the owner of this settlement undoubtedly takes it as a "home".

But at this moment, in the settlement, whether it is the wide hall or the backyard that can directly look at the void, or even the bedroom, there is no one. Only in the study can we hear the sizzling sounds that seem to be the connection of the communication array.

"Hey, can you hear it? Dad, mom?"

In the study, amid the depressed breathing, accompanied by the sudden loud sizzling sound, a mature woman's voice sounded: "I'm sorry, the signal here is not very good, and the connection is a bit long."

You can see that in the spacious study, the tall blonde swordsman held his breath, hugged his long-haired wife with long violet hair, quietly facing a light curtain. Behind the light curtain, a brightly smiling blonde woman greeted them in a V-character gesture: "I have been working very smoothly recently. Under the guidance of the knowledge takeover, we have discovered several large-scale civilization relics around the age of the "Demon Era"! Now that we find this civilization relics on the Biros Galaxy, they can be regarded as the "pioneer" level!"

Because the video delay is a bit high and the sound and picture are a bit out of sync, but Brandon and Villdanni present don't care about this. The blonde swordsman opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but the purple-haired mage took the lead, and her tone was a little cautious: "Then, Fran, how long will it take for you to come back?"

"About... four or five years?" After the light curtain, the blonde woman thought for a while, and finally gave an answer in a vague way: "Oh, after all, this is a pioneer-level ruin. It is said that there are still some complete documents from the era of "Sage of Demons". If it can be discovered, it will definitely be a great discovery that shocked the galaxy. I cannot do without it for the time being."

"After I am a leader of a professional ruins expedition team. I can't get out of the way in the early stages of the excavation."

"Your sister is now running around with the diplomatic fleet in the Xinghe River, saying that she is studying "multi-civilized culture", and she also said that she wants to write a "multi-civilized experience and experience", and she has not been back for several years..." At this time, Brandon couldn't help but speak and complained in a low voice: "In the past ten years, you have gone home no more than ten times... Now it's another four or five years, your mother and I..."

"...Dad, I'm no longer a little girl who needs you to take care of all the time." After interrupting Brandon's words, the blonde woman couldn't smile. Her face was not very natural: "There is real-time communication and teleportation array. I occasionally send some local specialties back... Moreover, it's not interesting to go home. When everyone sees me, I always say that I am the 'daughter of the legendary strong man', or treat me like a little girl. I hate that attitude..."

"Although I know that you extraordinary people have a long lifespan and I am probably really a little girl at my age, I still hope to be treated and respected as an independent 'person'."

"Oh... I got it, then come on..."

The legendary powerhouse Brandon once cut off the corona with one sword, and even killed several super-critical extreme creatures in the subsequent extreme crisis. He even killed a crazy void beast three years ago. His name spread throughout many civilizations and was also a very well-known figure in the Multiple Galaxy Civilization Invitational Tournament.

But now, facing the increasingly independent daughter behind the light curtain, she seems aggrieved, uncomfortable, and unable to speak, and she is like an abandoned old father: "It's just that there are any difficulties, remember to tell your family that we will always be your pillar..."

"Well, I understand, I love you, Dad, and Mom, mua~" He showed a big smile cheerfully, and the woman behind the light curtain made a kiss to the screen. Veldanni looked at her disheartened husband proudly, and then made a kiss to the same unskilled way: "mua~ Mom loves you too, by the way, do you want me to send some supplies to your sister and you..."

Pop.

Suddenly, the call was interrupted.

boom!

Originally, Brandon now looked just an old father who was disliked and didn't know what to say, but at the moment after the video was interrupted, an extremely terrifying power suddenly burst out from his body, shaking the surrounding void, releasing unmatched light, just like a magical sword that can kill the stars and cut off the immortal ones by just pulling them out.

The blonde swordsman stood up and looked at the communication light curtain in front of him with a serious look, while the purple-haired mage next to him was still a little unresponsive.

"What's wrong, my dear?"

Although it was a little unclear, Veldanni was a high-level and extraordinary nobleman after all. She quickly reacted: "The communication was interrupted... Is there something wrong with Fran's side?"

"……Um."

Brandon's tone was unprecedentedly heavy. He narrowed his eyes, and the home costumes began to change, turning into light particles and scattered and condensed, and finally turned into a light armor in battle: "I felt that before the video was interrupted, there seemed to be a 'chaotic' breath coming from where Fran was."

As he said this, he mobilized the light curtain to turn the communication screen that had become dark and turned into a simulated star map of a diverse galaxy.

There, you can see that the Biros Galaxy is located at the edge of the multi-galaxy, just like the starting point of the Galaxy, close to the silent void.

He seemed to understand something.

"I'm going to go, my dear."

Brandon said this, without any enthusiasm, but the father was ready to go to save his daughter: "You go and inform the Seven Gods and say that the 'sign' has appeared."

"The year of coming has arrived."

On January 3, 855, at 2:38 am, Mycrov World Standard Time, the Lost Galaxy Mycrov World, around the sacrificial ground of the Ten Thousand Worlds, the Holy Mountain Fortress.

On the top of the holy mountain in the past, there was a great temple with the "lone sun, two moons, endless stars, thousand-year-old roots, only light forever". In the control center of the Holy Mountain Fortress, the old man with white hair and golden eyes sat on his seat. In the empty hall, he talked with a paladin who looked very young.

"I don't want to inherit your crown."

If you look young, you will be surprised to find that it is a legendary powerful man. The surging holy light turns into substantial armor, wrapped around his body. Behind the seemingly rough armor, there is a complex sacred pattern that has been so so sophisticated that it has to be analyzed for several days with the calculation array. At this time, the legendary powerful man shook his head at the calm old man in front of him and refused to say, "It's time for the Pope's sacred silver crown to be put down. Eagle, my adoptive father, in this era when the gods were walking on earth and in this era where the world was unprecedentedly peaceful, I think the church can not exist."

"You're right, Lorlanda."

The old pope clapped his hands with a smile. He was not angry with the other party's slightly direct words. He just turned his head slightly and looked at the sacrificial ground facing the Holy Mountain Fortress. The old man's eyes could penetrate the end of the void: "In fact, I also think that 'religion' itself is meaningless."

His tone was calm, as if he was explaining the facts: "At this point, I agree with you."

"God is the embodiment of wishes. People pray for the arrival of power and justice. Therefore, even if His Majesty Xing Zheng leaves, a new god will be born. But the era of pain and darkness is limited to the age of peace and peace, the better and hopefulness is the era of God, the less necessary God exists. It can even be said that God and religion are just the season of pain. People's unwillingness to resist themselves and their powerlessness is still the weakest and weakest one."

"In an era when everyone can eat and wear warmly and realize their wishes and meanings, it is natural that there is no wish to call God. As a proxy for wishes on earth, the church should not exist."

"Then..." Hearing this, Paladin Lorenda was a little confused for a moment, and he said in a confused tone: "Why do you want to name me as the next pope?"

Could it be that he didn't want the reputation of cutting off the church's inheritance to himself? He thought about a rather vulgar possibility, but immediately shook his head and threw it away. It was too childish, unlike what an old man would do.

At this moment, Eagle turned his head, staring at the successor in front of him, his adopted son, and then said lightly: "But who said that the subject of our 'Seven Gods Church' is the belief in the Seven Gods? Loranda, you grew up in the church, it is normal for you to be serious about this kind of mistake, but I want to tell you that this is not the case."
To be continued...