Banner of the Evil God

In the center of the hall under the temple, on the hilt of the Holy Avenger, a weak flame was burning, which seemed to be extinguished at any time.

But it was this small flame that exuded a tenacious power, protecting all the light balls in the center of the hall, firmly resisting the lawful evil that spread throughout the world.

It could even separate a little aftermath, wrapping up the temple on the ground, which was only a ruin, so that even Sui Xiong, who transcended attributes and rules, did not notice the existence of this place at first.

Sui Xiong flew to the front of the flame carefully, fearing that he would use too much force and extinguish it.

In the flame, he saw the figure of a pig-headed man. This pig-headed man was old, ugly, and skinny, as if only a layer of skin was left to wrap around the skeleton, which was terrifying. But even so, it can be seen that his face was full of pain, and he was obviously enduring great pain.

His body was shaking, but he held a crutch and tried to stand up straight so as not to lose balance and fall to the ground because of the pain.

Sui Xiong took several seconds to recognize the pig-headed man.

He was the latest god promoted by Sui Xiong, the god of salt making, Fela Kenji, who was nicknamed "the salt-eating pig".

Sui Xiong did not find it strange that Fela Kenji would appear in this last position to resist the "new order" of the Lord of Light. He believed in the loyalty of this subordinate to him. But he was very puzzled, why would Fela Kenji stand in the flames, just like fuel?

Where did those other gods go?

Sui Xiong felt that he had almost guessed the answer, but he would rather guess wrong.

He stretched out his tentacles with some trembling and reached into the flames.

A very familiar force swept over, brave, firm, bright, loyal, and never surrendered.

Of course he knew where this power came from. This was Leon's power. Although it was much stronger than the demigod Leon in his impression, the essence had not changed.

Along with this power, there was a wonderful power. This power is similar in nature to the Lord of Order. It should be left by the Lord of Order, but it is already very weak and has no consciousness. It is just operating in a predetermined way unconsciously. It constantly draws power from the flames, and then converts it and emits it to maintain the barrier around the temple, preventing the "new order" from destroying the last shelter of the "old order" and completely erasing its last traces.

When Sui Xiong extended his tentacles into the flames, the wonderful power immediately entangled him, trying to draw power from him to transform it into the power to maintain the barrier.

The way to draw power is to burn.

If Sui Xiong wanted, he could certainly stop his tentacles from burning. But not only did he not stop it, but he transmitted a lot of power to it, causing the flames that were about to go out to burn all of a sudden, illuminating the entire hall.

Under the light of the fire, murals appeared on the walls around the hall. These murals were very familiar to Sui Xiong, and they were a long scroll of narrative. Sui Xiong swept his mind and figured out all the contents - this scroll recorded the resistance of the "old order" to the "new order".

Just as Sui Xiong guessed, after Sui Xiong and the Kingdom of God fell into the main plane, he was sent to the Lord of Supreme Goodness, and the Kingdom of God was split up, with the Void City as the foundation, to build a position to resist the Lord of Glory.

After a while, the Lord of Order was defeated by the Lord of Glory and retreated to the Void City. He who had gained some insights in that battle relied on this position built on the basis of "Shelter" to finally resist the Lord of Glory and barely maintain the situation.

To be honest, if the Lord of Glory really went all out, even if the Lord of Order, plus this position, plus the gods who came to help, most of them would not be able to resist. But no one knows why, the Lord of Glory drifted away after a fruitless attack, and did not appear here again, personally launching even one attack on the Void City defense line.

But this does not mean that He let everyone go. With the change of the world order, the Void City gradually became incompatible with the whole world. In order to maintain the existence of the defensive position, the gods thought of many ways and spent a lot of divine power, but they still couldn't hold on. In the end, the defense line had to retreat again and again, all the way to the temple built with Sui Xiong's "computer", the core of the kingdom of God.

Retreating here, there is really no place to retreat. A large number of mortals were sealed in the underground hall. They were incompatible with the new era and had no way to survive in this so-called "new order". And those gods who fled here one after another also couldn't adapt to the Lord of Light's crazy "new order". There was no other choice except to fight to the death.

Seeing the despair, Leon, who had become the "Guardian of the Void City" at that time, stood up.

He discussed with the Lord of Order for a long time and finally found a solution to the problem.

Leon inserted his sword into the hall, and then the Lord of Order abandoned his own rationality and turned himself into a strange flame. The flame itself is weak, but it can transform any fuel within it into a powerful force in order to maintain the barrier that protects the temple and resists erosion by the "new order".

The first god to jump into the flames and become fuel was Leon. He ignited himself, turning his body, soul, divinity, godhood, and even existence itself... everything into fuel, igniting a bright flame like the sun.

With this flame, the temple was finally saved. Although the gods were sad about the death of the Lord of Order and the Guardian of the Void City, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the power of the flame is not eternal. As the days passed, the flame became weaker and weaker, and gradually, it was no longer enough to protect the temple.

When the flame was about to go out, the god of justice, Yorgadman, jumped into the flames and turned into fuel, taking over the burnt Leon, and continued to protect the temple and everyone's last hope.

Then, one god after another became fuel. There were also some gods, evil gods, and demigods who could not bear this bleak death and would rather rush out and die in a blazing battle... The last one to become fuel was the weakest god of salt making among the remaining gods, Fela Kenji.

On the scroll, many gods left their last words before jumping into the flames, and at the end of the scroll is the last words of Fela Kenji:

I am Fela Kenji, a pig-headed man with no skills. I became a god and gained immortality only by relying on a small invention that came to my mind and the promotion of His Majesty the Lord of the Void. Many people say that I may be the weakest god in the world.

In a little while, I will become part of the flame after my companions, and try to use my insignificant power to protect this place and the last position of our "old order".

I don't think that what we agree with and insist on is old and wrong, and my companions don't think so either. Everyone becomes a flame one by one, not to win, but to try to protect our last dignity and those who are willing to believe in us and stand with us until the end.

Perhaps our flame will eventually go out, and the people we want to protect will die, but we fought to the last moment, and no matter how strong the enemy or death is, we never bowed our heads.

The nobility of life does not lie in the strength or the height of the godhood, but in the courage to face the enemy and death. I am not sure whether these scrolls can be passed down, but I believe that even in the insidious and cruel "new order", there must be people who will have such courage to bloom the noblest posture of life in despair and in the face of death!

Finally, may our Majesty, the Lord of the Void, return; may this scroll record our final posture and determination and dedicate it to you; may you defeat the self-proclaimed supreme villain and restore the world to the right direction.

We can't wait for you to come back, but we will always bless you.

The flames we have turned into may go out; but our mood of blessing you will always exist!

When we were discussing it, someone said, "If you write like this, I'm afraid you will have to put away the blade." I think so too, but... to push the contradiction to the most intense level, I can only write like this... I am not capable enough, it's my fault.