The Steel Python Star bid farewell to Joshua. Until the end, the will of the world could not refute the warrior's statement. After all, who can know the future, the gods are by no means the only way to power. It itself is actually the best example, not the gods, but far more powerful than the gods.

"Is your friend, a powerful psychic named Nostradamus, known as a spellcaster in your world?"

On the occasion of farewell, Xing handed over two treasures wrapped in energy bubbles to Joshua: "He is not you, he cannot see me, nor can he communicate with me, but he did help my people and killed the mother beast of the void with you... This is the reward for him, I hope you can help transfer it."

"Of course, I guess he must be surprised."

Joshua casually collected the two energy bubbles, wrapped them with steel power, and restrained them beside him. He nodded to Xing and smiled, "See you next time."

"Ha... Then see you next time."

He laughed in a low voice, and as the dome of the star sea swayed like a bubble, blurred, the steel python was so huge that it could wrap around the galaxy that it dissipated in waves of light, and Joshua returned to the real world with the light ball. At this time, Mirhabs and Taquin were still surprised by the warrior's words, but they immediately saw Joshua got up and took a step forward, falling down the steep cliff. After a moment, he appeared at the foot of the holy mountain. Firefly and Rin, who were playing with children in the distance, seemed to have heard some instructions and began to approach the warrior's direction.

"I'm really leaving?"

The old soldier Taquin suddenly shuddered. He suddenly remembered that he had been talking nonsense for so long, but he had not told Joshua the purpose of the two of them coming together. Mirhabs also remembered this. Without hesitation, he immediately used his psychic energy to communicate with Joshua halfway through the psychic energy. He suddenly remembered that there was a layer of energy shield on the warrior that no psychic energy could penetrate. The Supreme Consul immediately changed his strategy and began to shout loudly on the holy mountain: "Big..."

But before Mirhabs could say the second word, he noticed that their Joshua appeared before him like a teleportation, and asked with a strange question: "What's the matter?"

"This..." Swallowing the words you were about to say, Mirhabs hurriedly used his psychic energy and opened a small space, which was a psychic storage space that only powerful psychics of Omega-level psychics could use. He took out a beautifully shaped translucent crystal cylinder, with countless silver-blue runes flashing. The Supreme Consul said in the smoothest tone as possible: "According to the ancient agreement, sir, we will return it to you before you leave."

After saying that, Mirhabs knelt down on one knee and handed the crystal cylinder in his hand to Joshua. Joshua frowned and looked at the crystal cylinder in front of him, and then said in surprise: "Isn't this... your holy object 'water drop'?"

“That’s true.”

On the side, Taquin also knelt down again. The old man explained: "A thousand years ago, the Void Holy One came, saving us from the ignorance and cruel civil strife, and ascended to the stars. Before leaving, he set up an altar and holy object on the top of the Holy One Mountain, and made a vague prophecy that he or his followers will return one day."

"We thought that the 'Void Gate' ceremony was a way to summon the saints or followers of the saints, but now it seems to be the exact opposite." When Mirhabs said this, he looked at the snow on the ground, and his face showed a complicated expression: "But this time, because of the guidance of the saints, you and your comrades came here, and the saint's prophecy has been fulfilled, so the saint's "water drop" returns the object to the original owner."

"Just say it earlier."

Hearing this, Joshua nodded and picked up the amber pillar in Mirhabs's hand and the sacred objects. He was originally a little strange. Is the atrium people too open, and dared to fully believe in the whispers heard from the void. What the evil gods' family said, how could they be so easily bewitched? Now it seems that the sages were still caused by the vague words back then. The sages must have thought that the sacred sacrificial ground was about to be completed. With the water drops as the positioning, the people from the Mycrov continent would come to the world of stars one day, so they gave a vaccination with the atrium people in advance. However, even he could not have imagined that after the sacrificial ground of the Ten Thousand Worlds, the Guangyao Era was then ended by the abyss and the evil gods. The atrium people who had been waiting for more than a thousand years had not waited for their former savior, but they met the evil gods' family wandering in the void.

Unfortunately, after making such a conclusion in my heart, Joshua also restrained the water droplets on one side with the power of steel, allowing it to accompany the two energy bubbles. Although he was curious about what the water droplets were, he still waited to return to the Mycrov continent to talk about it.

"Are you really leaving?" Mirhabs asked carefully as he looked at Joshua's expression, and the warrior quickly gave him a clear answer: "No, let's go now."

The reason why Joshua changed his words was because with a faint fluctuation in time and space, Nostradamus had already walked out of the time and space gate with Fire and Rin. The old mage nodded to the two senior officials of the atrium and said kindly: "Well, although it is a bit hasty, it is indeed the case... For our world, our departure is an outside plan. The longer the delay is, the more complicated the situation will be."

"It's a pity, but we're leaving now."

Joshua took the speech and nodded, laughing at Mirhabs and Taquin, who seemed to be unable to accept it, said, "Don't worry, if you encounter evil that cannot be defeated from outside the void again, then call me."

"Just stand on the altar and call my name."

At this time, the figures of the warriors and others began to blur. It was the will of the sacrificial ground in the world that was regulating the multi-quadrant teleporting outside the world, but his voice was still clearly audible: "Then I will respond to you and come again."

The next second, before the two of them could say goodbye, Joshua and his group disappeared into the world of stars. The two of them were at a loss and looked at each other in a daze, and then smiled bitterly.

A few months later, a world of stars.

The statues at the foot of the Holy Mountain have been built, but now, the workers and craftsmen are still working hard to carve huge walls. They paint exquisite murals and totems, and carve complex reliefs and patterns. Many ascetics and priests stand behind them, looking at the finished and unfinished murals.

What the murals and reliefs show are not magnificent and gorgeous things, nor are they legendary stories worthy of writing. What is included is just the ordinary life of the atrium people in different eras.

During the ancient tribal era, the daily life of cultivating, grazing and hunting. In the era of primitive city-states, the scene of pioneering, migration and building cities. In the era of feudal kingdoms, the silhouettes of war, slave trading and killing each other. In the era of industrial enlightenment, the scene of psionic engines were created, large-scale damage to the environment, and finally the global war broke out again.

Four walls, twelve murals, countless stories are hidden in them. Now, the fifth wall has been erected, the first mural and relief have been painted and carved. It is a scene where a saint walked out of the gaps in the world and led all the people in the atrium toward the starry sky.

The second mural is being drawn, and it can be seen that it is a scene of a hideous and terrifying crystal insect walking out of the void gate and destroying a beautiful planet. Countless warships explode in the universe, falling towards other planets, or sliding towards the long universe void with the remaining momentum.

The third mural has not yet begun to be drawn, but its patterns have been outlined. It can be vaguely seen that it is the scene where the four-armed giant stood in front of a huge planet, staring coldly at the entire planet and the huge Mother of Monsters ignited by flames.

“…This scene is a bit not big, right?”

But someone asked: "This is a scene where the giant god killed the female beast in the void, but why do you outline it a bit like the giant god destroying a planet? It will cause misunderstandings for the children who visit in the future."

The craftsmen heard the onlookers' doubts. They looked at it and changed it with a smile, making the giant god's expression less cunning, and also magnified the part of the mother beast a little, which made the questioning retreat with satisfaction.

The emergence of the new god has spread throughout the Atrium civilization circle, and new doctrines and verses of gods have also appeared in all basic textbooks. This god, who was promoted by the Atrium government as "punishment", "save" and "war", unexpectedly has many believers in the younger generation of the Atrium, and His name is also designated as "Fire Prison" because of the flaming vortex and the wreckage of the female beast in the Sea God.

The name of the God of Yan Zhu is circulating in the atrium civilization.

A few months ago, outside the world of stars.

It is impossible for Joshua, who knew what happened a few months later, stood in the void with Nostradamus with Fire Rin and Light Ball, and looked at the entire multiverse.

The light of the great demon tide spreads throughout the world, and even here can be seen. The energy fog that spreads across the world, causing countless worlds to emit bright light to sweep through all visible voids like a sea tide. The hazy starlight stirs the fog and shakes out billions of complex ripples of time and space.

The teleportation across the multiverse is about to begin. The control will quickly calculate the path of time and space. Nostradamus took his reward and checked his surprise with a smile. The Shenji brothers and sisters were fighting and snatching each other's light, arguing about who should hold it now.

And Joshua, who was standing beside him, was listening.

He closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the star world. On the inside of the world membrane, the Steel Python Star was spreading its will across countless galaxies. The horn of war had been blown, the roar of the factory starts and the engine of the warship echoed among the stars. However, under this grand tone of the will of the world, there are many small, neglected voices and hums.

It was the elegy of civilization when the mother star was destroyed by monsters and countless people fled their homes in a migration fleet.

That was when the entire planet entered war, countless docks, colonies and space fortresses were running at full capacity, and hundreds of millions of people devoted their own everything to fighting monsters, a war song belonging to civilization.

In addition, there are many sounds of the fallen empire awakened again, sweeping the galaxy and destroying all darkness. Their huge fleet even set out to expedition to other rivers to help all intelligent lives fight the void. This is the most thrilling sound of triumph. Even if the weak civilization tried its best, it could not get rid of the pursuit cluster of the void monsters. The roar of the explosion of the last battleship turned into radio waves, conveying in the cold and quiet universe. This is the deepest sound of destruction.

The sound of the entire star world is like a symphony that is extremely grand and complex. Just listening to it is as if you witness the rise and fall of countless civilizations and the end of countless legends.

Is this the sound that the sages could hear?

Joshua listened to a world silently. He opened his eyes and stared at the void. His eyes seemed to be able to see millions of worlds behind him through countless starlights. Behind those lights, there might be darkness growing, and there were countless same sounds and songs.

"No wonder the sages have such a realization and want to help this endless world through the sacrificial grounds of all worlds."

He said to himself like this, Joshua didn't care about Nostradamus who turned his head in confusion, his expression was as calm as an ancient well.

The sage who was originally high above, but could not see his back even if he looked up, now Joshua could understand his thoughts. Standing at that height and looking down at the multiverse, he would occasionally have some arrogant ideas that wanted to help and save all the world.

The sages made the world of Mycrov to glory and pulled the former atrium civilization from ignorance. He might have helped and saved countless worlds. He even almost did something that could change the multiverse.

But he is not a sage.

The countdown to control will begin, and the space-time channel across the multiverse has been opened, and the silver and pure light formed a gentle door of light. However, Joshua did not respond to Nostradamus's question beside him, but raised his foot and stepped into the space-time gate.

No one is another person, just as there is no grain of sand and other gravel, he is not a sage, so he cannot follow the path of sages, but so what? It is not necessary to be the same. Evil gods have countless ways to destroy the world, so there should be countless ways to save the world, and evil gods have countless ways to be born, so there should be countless ways to destroy it.

Truth is the only one, but isn't it? So.

There will never be only one road to triumphant song.
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