Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

Boom!

A thick bolt of lightning exploded in everyone's mind, and the entire starry sky was covered in blazing white thunder.

This is not the Elf King's counterattack, but his funeral song.

This is the last time He activates the thunder that can split the planet apart.

Some conceptual storms and waves were drawn out of the elf king's body that was on the verge of destruction, and he no longer had the ability to resist.

The turbulent waters of the Sea of ​​Chaos wrapped around this conceptual storm and gradually approached the ancient sun god, and finally merged into it.

At the same time, the three ancient gods, the Dragon of Fantasy, the Phoenix Ancestor, and the King of Giants, launched their strongest attack, taking advantage of the moment when the ancient sun god merged with the characteristics of the elves to attack!

However, the ancient sun god raised his head at this moment and looked at the three ancient gods. What flashed in his eyes was no longer the gentle light golden light, but a blazing white lightning storm with a destructive aura!

It seemed that in just a moment, the ancient sun god was able to take control of the Elf King.

The attacks of the three ancient gods all stalled.

Bang!

All the portals to the underworld opened immediately, and a huge phoenix disappeared behind the door. The door slammed shut, sealing the entire underworld to the deepest part of the spiritual world.

"Roar!" The giant dragon roared unwillingly, but could only retreat and instantly disappeared into the star realm, returning to the City of Miracles.

Dusk solidified in the star world, but in the end he had to retreat. If he didn't leave, he might be the next person to be eaten.

Bang!

The Elf King's body lost the most important support to maintain the characteristics and uniqueness of his personality, and collapsed directly.

As an ancient god, he, like other ancient gods, has had countless characteristics, and he will not let them go as long as they are related to authority.

So this explosion is another gift to the world. The ancient gods died and all things came into being!

Countless thunders splashed towards the real world, the spirit world and the star world, which were the characteristics of various ancient gods.

It's just different from the previous one. This divine battle has a winner, and everything is his spoils.

However, today's ancient Sun God doesn't seem to pay much attention to these, and still flies to all directions with those characteristics without interception.

In the turbulent sea of ​​chaos at his feet, there was a breath that was solidifying, and the illusory symbol of the storm gradually became real.

It's just that, on some level, it's dangerous.

This is the end of the Second Age. That God's will is terrifyingly strong. Every time he takes a step closer to the original God and accommodates an additional path, the probability of His awakening increases geometrically.

Of course, the ancient sun god also expected this. He reached out and took off the huge clock hanging on the shadow and stuffed it into his body.

This has always been an important means for him to suppress God's recovery, and it can still help him stabilize his own state.

The next moment, the huge light and shadow gradually shrank, and finally disappeared into the deepest part of the Creator's Heaven.

The sea of ​​chaos also collapsed into a small point, gradually submerged into the ground and disappeared.

The ancient sun god also needs a certain amount of time to digest everything in the path of the "storm".

The star world has returned to its clearest appearance, all the ancient gods have gone dormant, and the Elf King has completely become history.

Truman arrived outside the Kingdom of Elf God at this time.

After the death of the Elf King, the kingdom of God that once held all the splendor of the elves also began to collapse. Some fell into the depths of the spiritual world, and some sank to the deep seabed.

Truman watched the highest elf temple collapse and shatter.

Goshinam was sitting in his seat, with the dilapidated elven temple behind him, and he was overlooking the elves' last glory.

In the end, He himself also collapsed, his body turned into several parts, and his characteristics fell to an unknown island.

It all happened naturally. Truman discovered something, but he didn't stop it.

Even if Goshinam escaped at this time, he would not necessarily pursue him.

Countless elves are fleeing to all parts of the world, and human extraordinary people are chasing them, but the scale is not large, and the elves can at least retain most of the people.

"Where's the God of Luck?"

Truman suddenly thought of something. Looking around, he saw the temple of the God of Luck, but it was already empty of people and all traces had been erased.

The person enshrined inside had foreseen something from God and ran away.

"Is this luck?" Truman shook his head slowly. He really just wanted to make friends with the God of Luck!

"There is also a 'god of beauty'."

Truman looked for the beautiful god who had just taken refuge with the Elf King, and found that he had already run away with the people of the blood race.

Truman wouldn’t believe it if Lilith didn’t tell the secret!

Truman stretched out his hand and pulled out a treasure house from somewhere in the Elf Kingdom.

This is the treasure house of the elves, and it is the extraordinary characteristics accumulated by the elves for thousands of years.

"'Perfect' Sequence One, Civilization Enlightener?!" There are many magical items, but the one that can surprise Truman is this "Civilization Enlightenment".

"The giants have a 'Civilization Scroll', and the elves have a 'civilization enlightener'?"

A strange smile flashed across Truman's face, "I'm afraid the remaining two sequences are in the hands of those extraordinary races that have formed a unique civilization."

It makes sense that “enlighteners of civilization” inspire civilization.

…

Bethel followed Truman's instructions and came to the edge of the battlefield between human extraordinary people and elves.

It's just that he didn't come at the right time. When he "traveled" to this place, it was already a scene where Truman committed blasphemy and then revealed his dream body.

He marveled at the teacher's power, but the divine battle that followed shocked his soul even more. He didn't even dare to raise his head, trembling in the endless divine power.

The dream badge on his body was sprinkled with phosphorescence, protecting his spirit.

Just for a moment, his inspiration struck him, and he suddenly turned his head to look, staring closely at the twisted space behind him.

It was a small puddle, a remnant of the battle between the elves summoning the tide and the human extraordinary.

The water is clear enough, like a mirror that reflects everything.

As a "secret mage", Bethel looked at the puddle quietly. He did not dare to look up at God's battlefield, but in some aspects he was reckless enough and went directly to it with the "eyes of peeping into secrets" he recorded. Examine the puddle.

In his eyes, there was a beautiful figure wearing a dark robe looking at him in the mirror-like puddle.

The man's eyes were filled with a kind of envy and twisted resentment that he couldn't understand.

"Who are you?" Bethel felt the strong malice and was no longer polite. His prying eyes went deeper into the puddle.

Buzz!

The dark robe suddenly flashed out of the puddle. Bethel's face changed slightly, and the dream badge on his body actually trembled slightly.

"Teacher's breath!" Bethel was shocked.

"Are you His apprentice?" An unusually sweet voice sounded in her ears, and Bethel could even think of what a beautiful girl this was for a moment.