Huh? Are they all real?

He laughed happily.

He didn't care about his own death, because he had died long ago, when he lost everything in his childhood.

The only thing he pursued was fighting, a fighting that was enough to make his heart beat wildly so that he felt he was still alive.

So he had no dissatisfaction.

He was already very satisfied.

Really very satisfied.

No wonder.

He bowed his head deeply and slowly restrained his smile after saying this.

Then he collapsed in despair.

"This is not the battle I want at all."

"It's far from what it was back then."

Looking at Nicolos, whose spirit had completely collapsed, Moon just nodded and said:

"Well, maybe."

In response to Moon's answer, he shook his head more dejectedly and said:

"This is not an equal battle."

"The gap is too big, you even have a ring that you haven't used. And I lost like a joke."

Moon couldn't help but look at the ring that was not used in the end.

That was the Supreme Ring he took out from the Sword of Fools.

"And I'm not sure if these are all you have to use. You're too calm, and there's no such anxious atmosphere as before."

"You're just waiting for me to come up and then defeat me."

"That's not what I want. It's meaningless, and there's no pleasure."

As an opponent of an era, Nicolos really knows Moon very well.

Moon could only remain silent.

Moon always has respect for the dead.

And Nicolos is obviously going to die.

"But you can't blame me for this, I can only blame myself for not seeing the reality clearly. I have to rush up and be a joke."

After laughing at himself, Nicolos raised his head again and looked at Moon and said:

"Kill me, I have been tortured by that sword for who knows how many years, and I have paid the price I deserve."

"So, kill me quickly and don't put that sword back into my body."

Even a battle maniac is still afraid of the torture that has continued to this day.

After all, it was a pain that penetrated the soul and continued.

The burning of the world-destroying fire and the penetration of the golden barbs. All of them were unimaginable tortures.

In the face of such torture, even a madman would have to be normal.

After a moment of silence, Morn aimed the great sword of divine punishment on his shoulder at his neck and raised it high.

Seeing this, he also breathed a sigh of relief and showed his neck.

Waiting for the final execution.

As the head of the god fell, the golden divine domain also began to collapse and disintegrate.

The huge sphere that could be clearly seen in the near-Earth orbit disappeared as abruptly as it appeared.

Looking at Nicolos who fell at his feet, Morn, who knew that he was really dead, did not stop there.

Instead, he straightened the great sword of divine punishment and stabbed it into his body.

This was not Morn's intention to desecrate the remains of the dead, but Morn's intention to burn the uniqueness of the plague.

If Nicolos was not an evil god who was keen on fighting, the plague could still cause damage far beyond the imagination of the world.

This power is too terrible and vicious, so Moon wants to return it to its original state.

Destroying uniqueness, or destroying any extraordinary characteristics, was unimaginable in the past.

Because they are indestructible and unchangeable, they will only dissipate and reunite in a corner of the world, waiting for new users to come.

This is not an iron rule, but it is common sense.

Even gods or more ancient and noble eldest sons have no way to really destroy an extraordinary characteristic, even if it is just a small sequence ten characteristic.

However, today Moon wants to burn the uniqueness of a divine path!

When the golden sword was inserted into the remains of Nicolos.

The weak flame that was originally attached to the sword body suddenly burst into eye-catching fireworks.

Because the fire of annihilation has obtained something that can be truly called fuel.

The uniqueness that has begun to condense in Nicolos' body also began to burn under the almost collapsed gaze of another god.

"So, mother really wants to destroy this world she loves most?"

Hearing the voice, Moon turned his head slightly and looked behind him.

Profitus Helios, the first-generation prophet and the only eldest son of the prophet path, was standing behind Moon in a daze, looking far more dejected than Nicolos.

As the eldest son, he believed that no one could destroy the extraordinary characteristics.

But because he was the eldest son, his eyesight was so good that he couldn't even deny that everything in front of him was a false image.

The uniqueness of the plague was really burning.

Although the speed was not fast, his destruction was real!

This obviously proved another point-this was the fire of destruction left by the mother.

Because this was a miracle that only the original could do.

He believed that even their brother couldn't do it.

"My mother actually wanted to destroy this world, so what about me and my brothers? What about us who are trying to maintain this world?"

This discovery deeply crushed his heart.

He always thought that his mother just didn't love him, didn't love them, the eldest sons, but his mother still had love.

She must deeply love this beautiful world she created with her own hands.

But now, there is solid evidence telling him that the Creator actually doesn't even love this world.

Admittedly, he had many reasons to explain all this. For example, that was just what his mother thought at the beginning, but later on, his mother truly learned to love and completely fell in love with this beautiful world.

However, having seen the original with his own eyes, he knew that what he thought was the answer.

He, his brothers, and the world were all but the whim of the Creator.

This is true even if the great Creator is still eager to maintain this world.

Because to the Creator, even the gods feel that a long time passes by in the blink of an eye.

The great devotion in the eyes of mortals and gods is nothing more than a small favor on the part of the Creator.

As long as she gets tired of it, this flame will really burn through the whole world.

Moen did not answer him, because his question was not for Moen.

He is asking himself, or in other words, asking about the origin.

But neither he nor the great original one would give the answer.

It's just that one doesn't know, and the other doesn't pay attention at all.

He approached the flame sluggishly and asked after being stunned for a long time:

"Where did you find this flame?"

"The spiritual world."

"Where exactly?"

"The sun, the sun in the center of the spiritual world."

Hearing this answer, he smiled even more bitterly:

"You mean, the sun that is still floating in the center of the spiritual world? Is that the source of this fire? Ah, hahaha, mother, do you want to burn down this world at any time?"

You can enter the spiritual world anywhere in this world, and the sun of the spiritual world always shines on the spiritual world.

On the other hand, when the sun sets, the world-destroying fire can enter anywhere in the world from the spiritual world.

This is equivalent to Yuan Chu already making plans to destroy the world at any time.

Looking at him with a wry smile, Moen did not continue.

For example, the sun can no longer set down the fire that will destroy the world.

For another example, the sun has actually been replaced.

In Morn's silence, he had squatted in front of the blazing flames.

He looked straight at the flames in front of him with a complexity that even Moen could not describe.

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"Is it completely burned down? Is it burned down with nothing left? Has it completely turned into nothingness, or has it turned into another state?"

"Just like when water is boiled it turns into steam instead of disappearing completely?"

But after saying that, he just shook his head with a grimace and said:

"No, not at all. There is really nothing left. Mother, are you so fed up with our existence? Are you so fed up that you want to erase everything? If so, why did you create us and this world?"

Looking at Profitus Helios who kept talking to himself and became more and more self-defeating.

Moen's expression seemed a little subtle.

After a moment, he considered it and said:

"You said it wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"That's the one with nothing left."

Profitus looked at Moen behind him with a stunned expression.

The other party said slightly embarrassed:

"This is indeed burning the uniqueness of the plague, but it is not burning it until there is nothing, but returning it to the original."

The eldest son is the eldest son after all, so he immediately said:

"Eliminate the characteristics and return to the essence. All pathways come from the mother, but the major pathways are not like this from the beginning. They are created after the mother strips away her own power and gives her characteristics?"

"Well, you said this yourself. I have no evidence to prove it, but maybe you are right?"

This is what Moen has also thought about, but Moen has no evidence, and even his understanding of the World-Destroying Fire is only a paragraph of text.

The fire that originally burned the world can burn everything down and then return it.

Here are the item details the company wrote to the Deathfire.

Briefly, Moen once thought that this company had learned how to go to school. A certain bastard who had to go through a poisonous pool of three hundred miles and fifty cliffs was almost late in the end, and had to see the fragments of a door that could not be opened from this side. narrative.

He obviously didn't listen to Moen's words. He just stood up thinking:

"But then, a new question arises, that is, how did my mother come up with these ideas? Is my narrow thinking underestimating the greatness of my mother, or is it?"

It is impossible for people to describe and think of things they have never seen before.

For example, no one can say something that doesn't exist at all, because they don't even have the concept of this thing.

All they can say are things they know, and at most they can dismantle and reorganize them.

By analogy, this should also be the case in the beginning.

If these powers are not what they are, how were they created in the first place?

In great astonishment, he suddenly looked at Moen blankly and said:

"Or did someone tell mother about it?"

Noticing that his eyes were on her, Moen couldn't help but move away slightly:

"Don't look at me, I don't know this."

"You are the eldest son, what do you think I am doing? I am not the eldest son! I have only heard of the Gods!"

Seeing Moen speak like this, he returned to his stunned look.

"If such a person exists, I would know nothing about it. So, I am just self-righteous and speculate the greatness of my mother with the stupidity of a mortal?"

When Moon heard this, he couldn't help but take a look at the fire of destruction that he had never known before.

Not only was the fire right next to him, but because he was too close, he felt the flames of the new firewood moving more and more towards him.

No, your pants are almost burned with holes, are you really not going to take a look?

"Uh, maybe?"

"Ah, yes, I am just a creation of my mother, how can I understand the greatness of my mother?"

Feeling that he had found the answer, Profitus slowly calmed down.

Then, he suddenly asked Moon:

"What about you? What should I call you? Trajan or Asclepius? You are also an existence beyond my cognition."

He was still staring at the burning flames in a daze the moment before, and in an instant he came to Moon.

Eye to eye, almost sticking together, he examined Morn and said:

"You broke the God King's Iron Law! You are an existence that cannot exist! What on earth are you?"

In his eyes, Morn in front of him had both Queen Celeshela and Goddess Ansha.

This undoubtedly broke the God King's Iron Law.

In response, Morn shook his head and said:

"Maybe you just think that the God King's Iron Law is one God and one King?"

He said more and more closely:

"Do you think I'm stupid? You are the only exception!"

To be honest, you are really stupid, although you look smart.

Morn said without blushing:

"You are really stupid, for example, you seem to have forgotten that there is an exception that is more outrageous than me."

"Who?"

"Eternal King Erenian Gil-galad!"

The moment this name was spoken, Profitus widened his eyes in astonishment.

"I just hold both the identities of God and King at the same time, and there are precedents for such identities before me, such as those who are God Kings to each other, and the Eternal King is a king and two goddesses."

"So, you say I am the only exception, isn't that too stupid?"

It seems to make sense, but it also seems to be all nonsense.

It successfully made Profitus at a loss.

He now feels that he thinks this guy is fooling around, but there is no way to say he is wrong.

And Moon took the opportunity to say:

"Do you still remember what it looked like when the first pair of Supremes who were God Kings to each other appeared?"

That was a rare regret for Moon.

In many of Moon's archives, he failed to achieve the achievement of being God Kings to each other.

That is to say, the two gods recognized each other as their kings and gods.

But this time Moon should be able to complete the achievement, but this time there are a little too many God Kings to each other

And Profitus said reluctantly under Moon's guidance:

"The whole world was in an uproar, thinking that the iron law of God Kings was broken."