"Civil strife?"

Nostradamus didn't know what Joshua was saying. He repeated it once, but still couldn't understand: "What are you talking about?"

"Maybe it's the truth that I've been lost for three hundred years."

Joshua didn't know where to speak.

Because, this is a very long, very long story.

Time goes back to the last era, and now this continent called Mycrov has not yet taken shape.

At that time, everything was abandoned, and the war between the chaos of the oceans, the order and chaos caused the sky to shatter. Energy radiation from outside the void shone on the earth. Dozens of races, millions of disaster victims survived in the cracks, earthquakes, storms and acid rain.

At that time, the sun and the moon gradually faded, the sky was dim, and darkness filled the whole world. Seven continents were flooded by half-boiled sea water, leaving only a few fragments of fragments. Most of the genocides of the sea were exterminated, and only a few lucky ones survived.

The gods won, but they faced a more difficult problem than the evil gods. Facing their devastated hometown, these existences holding divine power did not know what to do, because they were not facing a powerful enemy raging in the void, but a broken world.

The original seven continents were left with only a few small pieces. After judging the betrayers, all Gods and people had to face up to this question: Is there still value in this world for them to stay?

The elves in the south also have their plateau holy lake, but the father of nature has left. This former holy land has lost its gods and has no value. The remaining elves are in turmoil in confusion, and they urgently need a leader to lead them.

There is also a broken mountain range left in the northern continent. It is the main battlefield where the saints and gods fought against many evil gods who invaded the world. The unhealed space-time cracks are still releasing thunder and energy storms above the mountains. Except for the dwarves hiding underground, no life can live in such a place.

The eastern continent was almost broken into pieces, and more than a thousand fragmented islands were scattered in the tumultuous waves. If the fragments of other continents could still be seen, then the fragments of the eastern continent could not be seen in their original state at all. Tsunamis and hurricanes could swallow these small islands at any time.

On the west side is the central continent of the original world, and the strongest world ridge mountain range has been preserved. The dwarves, winged people and other races have survived by relying on the solid world central mountain range... And the other continents on the west side of the original world center have been completely destroyed, or have been sunk into the ground. The hometown of dwarfs, the holy land of lizardmen, and the prairie of centaurs have completely disappeared, and the homelands of many races have been destroyed in war. Their gods are also dying because they have lost the support of their faith and are about to be unable to support the increasingly turbulent divine backlash.

"Leaving here, we seek another new world, where the glory of the Mycrov civilization will not end."

A god said this: the clan fishmen he protected are the few surviving wise lives of the sea, while His friend, the mermaid God, has passed away in the war and has no trace left in the world. He has no attachment to the ocean of the current Mycrov world and just wants to leave this broken world as soon as possible.

“We can’t give up here.”

A god said this, and his tone was strong, as if a hammer was forged. The Dwarf God rejected this proposal: "Mercrov is our hometown, and the great mother and the goddess of earth are fighting on the front line. Countless gods and countless lives have fallen here. Giving up Mycrov is equivalent to giving up everything we sacrificed for!"

"For the sake of the tribes we protect, we should leave as soon as possible. We can wait for the gradually repair of the Mycrov world in the future, but now, my people can no longer survive!"

"Even if the world is broken, there are still too many that cannot be given up..."

The remaining gods quarreled. They were not companions at first, but they had to unite because of the final battle. Now that the war is over, conflicts break out, and the opposition between the gods is becoming increasingly sharp. One side believes that the broken world of Mycrov is no longer worthy of their continued rescue and must leave as soon as possible. The other side believes that although the world is damaged, it has the value of trying to repair both in terms of feelings and interests. If the devices in the ruins are excavated, they will be able to quickly rebuild several shelter ecosystems. Moreover, in a short time, they will not be able to find a new world that perfectly meets the requirements.

In the end, with the support of the sages, the migrant faction was suppressed, and the left-behind faction gained the right to speak. Countless gods used their divine power as the basis to create small worlds of half-planes to provide their people with residence. This could still be supported in a short period of time, but over time, the gods would fall into eternal silence because their divine power was consumed.

But how to repair this broken world? Even the sages have no idea how to start. For Him, creating a new world may be easier than this. At this time, Mycrov was like a torn rag doll. The river surface was full of cracks but barely broken ice. The will of the world and the Earth Goddess were dying. The transformation of too fiercely would only completely destroy it.

When the gods quarreled, the world will was completely in dying dormancy. As the world of Mycrov itself, it endured too many evil gods and evil attacks from the abyss. During the war, there was also the faith support of sentient beings, but after the war, the condensed spirit dissipated and even it could not continue to be maintained.

However, although the world will is silent, Mother Earth is still awake. His essence, that is, the original seven continents of the Mycrov world, are mostly broken, but they are still enough to maintain His will.

Seeing the contradictions between the gods, the goddess seemed to be unable to tolerate it, so He stood up and said to the sages and the gods: I will come.

His voice was gentle and powerful, overwhelming all the noisy arguments, and the gods turned their eyes to the goddess, but He did not hesitate at all.

He said: Now is not the time for argument, you see, we are falling into the abyss...Mercrov is gradually leaving the center of the multiverse, we are sinking, if we continue, we will sink into the abyss and become part of our former enemies. So.

I'll bond to the mainland.

I will reconstitute the wreckage of the seven realms.

I was born from the continent and the first spirit in the world. Although I was subsequently upgraded to God, my existence itself symbolizes the complete continent.

If I sacrifice myself, I can reunite the continent... Even if this reunite is much smaller than before, it is enough to withstand all the remaining tribes in the world.

The goddess of earth is willing to use herself as a sacrifice to bond the broken world. From a rational point of view, this may be a good choice, but if the gods only acted according to pure reason, they would have long been seized by divinity and merged with the great source of the universe, how could they agree to this?

"You are a hero and have sacrificed a lot, and the 'Earth Dragon' tribe you protected is almost extinct."

Even the gods of the migrant faction shook their heads and said, "No matter how much they sacrifice, it's not your turn to sacrifice."

"I'll do it."

There are gods who are willing to replace the goddess of earth and voluntarily give their own everything: "I am the god of mountains and swamps, and I am also part of the earth."

"I'll do it."

The short and firm word, and God stands out, He is the God of rivers and lakes.

"I.I.I."

All the remaining gods in the former earth god system stood up, and many other powerful gods also stood up. For gods, death is just an eternal dream. If their sacrifices can really save the world, then their names will be with civilization and will never die. This is the supreme glory.

"no need."

At this moment, the sage spoke, and he shook his head and said, "No one needs to sacrifice."

"Look at the wreckage of our enemies in the void, their numerous numbers, containing infinite power... With the remaining initial fire burning chaos, we will be able to reshape the world."

The words of the sages made the gods turn their eyes to the wreckage of the evil gods that they had never paid attention to. Before this, there was never any existence that believed that they could use the wreckage of the evil gods, the power of resentment and chaos, even if they were touched, would erode the soul. Only the most powerful gods, the strong and the sages could resist this power.

Use it to reshape the world. If the person who says this is not a sage, anyone will sneer.

But the person who said this was a sage, so the gods were willing to believe this crazy idea.

"What happened next? Joshua?"

On the underground lake, Nostradamus was frowning and recording all the things Joshua said in his magic book, corresponding to the sporadic clues he found in ancient books in the past. He soon discovered that although what Joshua said sounded absurd, it could unexpectedly perfectly explain all the records of the past.

"Next... it's the illusion I saw in the sacrificial ground of the Ten Thousand Worlds."

At this time, Joshua sighed. He recalled the illusion he saw when he first went to the sacrificial ground of the world. It was countless fragments of memory and historical replays, sages, saints, and many gods, and many voices of unknown people passed by. In that complicated message, Joshua clearly remembered the question that seemed to represent the anger of the whole world and the helpless reply of the sages.

[You actually want to merge my daughter with the filthy and chaotic existence? I will never allow it, and I will never agree!]

【This is the only way to save you and your daughter, I'm sorry, but I can only do this.】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

It was a great existence's rage question, and a tired and helpless voice, it was the world's will, the dialogue between the steel python Mycrov and the sages on the inside of the world.

There was an error in the process of reshaping the world with the body of the evil god. The gods originally planned to use the remaining initial fire of the Mycrov world to burn chaos and then gradually regenerate the world. In this way, the new continent may even be larger than the original seven continents combined, and the flames that are about to extinguish can also burn again. In this way, there is no backup plan for rekindling the flame, but they overestimated the remaining flame brilliance in the Mycrov world... After several years of continuous burning, the flames were extinguished on a day that no one expected.

That day, the sages went to the world of Grandia in the distance, inspecting the land of exile of sinners, and by the time He returns, it is too late.

Chaos spread again, and this time, the gods personally put Chaos into the inside of the world.

Feeling that the existence that made him extremely disgusted was spreading in his body, the steel python that had been sleeping for a long time awakened in anger. The first thing it saw was the earth goddess who had to suppress all chaos in his body with itself as the core. Her body was invaded by chaos, and her daughter who had been with him for the longest was also eroded by chaos. Because of chaos, the steel python was furious and wanted to destroy everything in the world, but was stopped by the gods and sages.

"Either the gods nor the sages believed that there was definitely a conspiracy behind this, and there was an existence that dared not be hostile to the gods head-on, so they put out the flames from behind. But this argument was not supported by evidence, and the key point at that time was to calm the anger of the world's will or suppress it, so they did not go into it... and after that, there was no chance to go into it."

Joshua slowly landed next to the underground lake. He walked slowly along the coast, looking down at the ancient temple at the bottom of the lake, and the soldiers' eyes were calm.

"I don't regret this choice, it's just that it's possible that I can't see the repetition of this world... Ha, I'm also a vain guy after all, and I want to see my name being praised."

Goddess of Earth did not regret his choice. He had already made plans to sacrifice, but he was still a little sad when he saw his mother being eroded by the wreckage of the evil gods: "One day, it will wake up."

Then He fell asleep completely and entered the near eternal slept of God.

However, after paying a huge price to suppress the will of the world, the gods fell into terrifying civil strife.

Because I felt that the world was getting better, many gods moved the tribes they lived in the semi-plane and moved to the new Mycrov continent. Because of the rage of the Steel Python, these tribes were not one in ten, and more than a dozen races were destroyed, or there were only a few scattered remains. In a blink of an eye, the gods who had nothing in their arms were fury and looked for all the existences that could extinguish the flames. They first found the god of dwarfs who were responsible for guarding the core of the world, and then turned to find the god of fire elements who knew the flames. These two powerful gods naturally did not want to be tied up and interrogated by a group of madmen who were knocked out of their minds by rage. They also had their own friends and supporters... An inexplicable battle began like this.

The contradictions accumulated since ancient times, the dissatisfaction accumulated on weekdays, the ideas and paths that are contrary to each other, the natural enemies and opponents... The gods are not a solid piece, not to mention that some of them have fallen into madness. The sages want to stop this meaningless melee, but when he stops the first time, there is a second time. Since the flame of mutual hatred has been ignited, it will never be extinguished.

"This meaningless civil war lasted for three hundred years. Other races living on the continent were trembling under the wrath of the gods. Only some gods who were not dizzy by the anger established shelter for the races so that the race could continue."

After saying this last sentence, he came to the edge of the underground lake. Gioshuya and Nostradamus walked towards the bottom of the underground lake while falling into silence.

This is too unreasonable. The old mage originally wanted to say this, how could the gods start a war between each other because of such boring things? They joined forces to defeat the evil gods and suppress the crazy world will. They were even willing to sacrifice for this world!

But immediately, his confusion turned into a sigh: Although it seemed crazy, there were more examples in reality. The comrades who joined forces to defeat the enemy turned to slaughter their compatriots, which was not something to be amazed at all.

"Who do these memories come from? Is the departure of the sages... disappointed with the gods?" the old mage asked tiredly.

"The Goddess of Earth or the land itself."

Joshua replied, "As for the sage... he was not disappointed with anyone, nor did he think that anyone had done something wrong. As long as he had a self-willed mind, conflicts between them would inevitably occur. He just didn't know that it would break out on that day."

"He just doubts, doubts the nature of the multiverse."

"Why are there evil gods, and why are there abyss? Order and chaos are constantly rotating, so why should we present it to the world in such a situation?"

When he arrived at the temple at the bottom of the lake, Joshua reached out his hand and touched the temple that was shaking slightly and releasing the fluctuations of divine power. He whispered: "So after setting some backs, He went alone to the deepest part of the multiverse. He wanted to find this ultimate answer, otherwise, even if one civilization after another was cultivated, it would be destruction again and again."

Speaking of this, Joshua couldn't help laughing: "It's funny, this temple mistakenly thought I was a pure-blooded titan, so it sent most of its memories to me. It passed the ancient memories to all beings with the blood of the mother god through the blood of steel, but I guess only I can see everything clearly."

"As for the purpose, Nostradamus, this is what I said before, beyond our imagination... This temple has two functions, one of which is the early warning device."

Turning his head, Joshua looked at Nostradamus, and he looked at the old mage: "The seal of the world will be strengthened again, and before that it sent a message to the entire multiverse it decided to use its own world will as its bargaining chip to call on all beings who can hear its voice to destroy us."

"The identity of the will of the world?!"

Nostradamus was shocked by the plain words of Joshua, but soon he reacted: "Yes, this is not surprising... Behind those abyss lords is actually a residual world will, and it is equivalent to an abyss... This may be the so-called bargaining chip."

Although it sounds incredible, it is actually not a particularly rare example. In addition to the will of the abyss and the lord of the abyss, the most powerful element lord in some elemental planes is likely to be the will of that plane itself. For the mage, this is not something that cannot be understood, and it can even be said to be common sense.

"As for another function, it is the backup hand left by Mother Earth God."

Speaking of this, Joshua looked up at the sky. His eyes penetrated the rock formations thousands of meters behind. He could see the divine light waves crisscrossing in the sky. It surrounded the entire world. Finally, in the eyes of the warriors, it gradually formed a huge goddess statue. Joshua watched the other party slowly reorganized in the sky in silence.

Just like all myths and legends, God also has personal preferences and desires. The goddess wants to know what the result of her sacrifice is and whether she can really save the world. So before she is completely silent, He used his flesh and blood to cast hundreds of temples like this and suppressed them underground.

"There are some of the divine blood of the Earth Mother God as the source of divine power in these temples. When the flames are completely rekindled, or the world is shaking, these temples will be gradually activated and then reorganized into the last trace of will that the goddess has left in the past...watching the world."

Nostradamus blinked, and he also raised his head to look up at the sky. The old mage asked in confusion: "Are He satisfied?"

"I don't know this."

Joshua said slowly, word by word, and the sentences were clear and powerful: "But don't worry."

In front of you is an ancient temple. Above the temple, there are ancient murals depicting it. It is all the history of all races igniting the fire and waving the stone tools. There are peace, war, great wonders, and ordinary farmland. The earth is watching all this and carrying all this.

In the outside world, the light of divine power condensed in the sky and turned into a goddess whose face was unseen. He looked down at the world, nodded slowly, and then turned into fragments in the style and spread throughout the world.

Maybe it was a year of good harvest.

The earth shook and the rock formations swayed. Joshua stared at the temple, as if he was staring at the goddess a thousand years ago.

It is glowing.
Chapter completed!