Soul of Burning Steel

Steel Python bid farewell to Joshua. Until the end, the will of the world could not refute the warrior's statement. After all, who knows what will happen in the future, and the gods are by no means the only way to become powerful. The example of God is not a god, but it is far more powerful than a god.

"That friend of yours, the powerful psychic named Nostradamus—is he called a spellcaster in your world?"

When saying goodbye, Xing gave Joshua two treasures wrapped in energy bubbles: "He is not you, he can't see me, and he can't communicate with me, but he has indeed helped my people. Killing the Void Mother Beast... This is his reward, I hope you can help pass it on."

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

Joshua put it away casually, wrapped the two energy bubbles with the force of steel, and bound them to his side. He nodded to Xing and said with a smile: "Then see you next time."

"Oh...then see you next time."

Laughed in a low voice, and as the dome of the star sea swayed and blurred like a bubble, the body of the steel python, which was so huge that it could wrap around the star river, dissipated in bursts of light, and Joshua returned to reality together with the ball of light world. At this time, Mill Habs and Tarquin were still surprised by the warrior's words, but immediately they saw that Joshua got up and took a step forward, and fell down the steep cliff. At the foot of the mountain, Hotaru and Rin, who were playing with children in the distance, seemed to have heard some order and began to approach the direction of the warrior.

"Are you really leaving?"

The old soldier Taquin suddenly shuddered. He suddenly remembered that he had been talking nonsense for so long, but he hadn't told Joshua the purpose of the two of them coming together. Mill Habs also remembered this, and he Without hesitation, he immediately used his psychic energy to communicate with Joshua at a long distance—half the psychic energy was stimulated, he suddenly remembered that the warrior had an energy shield that could not be penetrated by any psychic energy. He changed his strategy and began to shout loudly on the holy mountain: "Big..."

But before Mill Habs could say the second word, Joshua, who noticed them, appeared in front of his eyes as if teleported, and asked a little strangely, "What's the matter?"

"This..." Swallowing the words he was going to say, Mir Habs hurriedly used his psychic power to open a small space. This is a psychic storage space that only powerful Omega-level psykers can use. He took out a beautifully shaped translucent crystal cylinder, on which countless magnificent silver-blue runes were flashing, and the supreme consul said in a tone as calm as possible: "According to the ancient agreement, my lord, after you leave Before that, we will return it to you."

After finishing speaking, Mill Habs knelt down on one knee, and handed the crystal cylinder in his hand to Joshua, and Joshua frowned and looked at the crystal cylinder in front of him, and then said with some surprise: "Isn't this ... your sacred object 'water drop'?"

"indeed so."

On the side, Tarquin also knelt down again, and the old man explained: "Thousands of years ago, the Void Saint came to save us from ignorance and cruel civil strife, and ascended to the stars. Before he left, he set He descended from the altar and holy objects located on the top of the holy mountain, and cryptically prophesied that he or his followers would return on a certain day."

"We thought that the 'Void Gate' ceremony was a way to summon saints or followers of saints, but now it seems that it is completely the opposite." When Millhabs said this, he looked at the snow on the ground, his face There is a complicated expression on the face: "But this time, because of the guidance of the holy object, you and your comrades in arms came here, and the prophecy of the saint has also been fulfilled, so the holy object 'water drop' will return to its original owner."

"The sooner you say no, the better."

Hearing this, Joshua nodded, and picked up the amber pillar and the holy water drops in Mill Habs' hands. Originally, he was a little strange, were the people in Zhongting too open, and dared to completely believe the whispers heard from the void, how could they be so easily bewitched by what the evil gods said and what they did? Looking at it now, it was caused by the sage’s vague words back then. The sage must have felt that the Ten Thousand Worlds Sacrifice Ground would be built soon, with water droplets as the positioning, and the people from the Mycroft Continent would come to the world of stars one day, so in advance I had a vaccination with the Zhongting people, but even he could not have imagined that after the completion of the Ten Thousand Worlds Sacrifice, the Glorious Era would be ended by the Abyss and the evil gods, and the Zhongting people who had been waiting for more than a thousand years did not wait for them. The savior of God, but met the family of evil gods wandering in the void.

An unfortunate coincidence. Having made such a conclusion in his mind, Joshua also restrained the water droplet to one side with the force of steel, and let it be accompanied by two energy bubbles. Although he was curious about what the water droplet was, but this kind of thing really had to wait. Let's go back to Mycroft Continent.

"Are you really going to leave?" Seeing Joshua's expression, Mill Habs asked cautiously, and the soldier quickly gave him a clear answer: "Immediately - no, leave now."

The reason why Joshua changed his words was because Nostradamus had brought Hotaru and Rin out of the gate of time and space accompanied by a faint fluctuation of time and space. He said: "Well, although it is a bit hasty, it is true... For our world, our departure is an unplanned thing. The longer the delay, the more complicated the situation will be."

"Sorry, but we're leaving now."

Joshua took the words, he nodded, and smiled at Mill Habs and Tarquin who seemed to be unable to accept the progress too quickly: "Don't worry, if you encounter an invincible force from outside the void again Evil, then call me."

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

At this time, the figures of the soldiers and others have begun to blur. It is the will of the Ten Thousand Realms Sacrifice Field that is performing multi-quadrant teleportation outside the world, but his voice is still clearly audible: "Then I will definitely respond to you and come again!" .”

In the next second, without waiting for the two to say goodbye, Joshua and his party disappeared into the world of stars, leaving the two people at a loss looking at each other blankly, and then gave a wry smile.

——A few months later, the world of stars.

The statue at the foot of the holy mountain has been built, but now, the workers and craftsmen are still working hard, carving huge walls, they draw exquisite murals and totems, and carve complex reliefs and patterns, many ascetics Both the priest and the priest stood behind them, looking at the completed and unfinished murals.

What those murals and reliefs show are not magnificent and magnificent things, nor are they legendary stories worth writing about. What are there are just the ordinary lives of the people in the courtyard in different eras.

The daily life of farming, grazing and hunting in ancient tribal times. In the era of primitive city-states, a scene of pioneering, relocating and establishing a city. Silhouettes of wars, slave trade and killing each other in the feudal kingdom era. In the era of industrial enlightenment, spiritual engines were created, the environment was destroyed on a large scale, and finally a global war broke out again.

Four walls, twelve murals, countless stories are hidden in them, and now, the fifth wall has been erected, the first murals and reliefs have been painted and carved, it is a saint who tore the world from the gap Go out and lead all the people in the atrium to the starry sky.

The second mural is being painted, and it can be seen that a terrifying crystal insect walks out of the void door and destroys a beautiful planet. Countless battleships explode in space and fall towards other planets, or with The remaining power slid towards the vast void of the universe.

The third mural has not yet been painted, but its lines have been outlined, and it can be vaguely seen that it is a four-armed giant standing in front of a huge planet, staring indifferently at the entire planet and the giant mother of monsters being killed. Scenes lit with flames.

"...This scene is a bit small, isn't it?"

But someone raised a question: "This is the scene of the giant god killing the void mother beast, but why do you draw it a bit like the giant god destroying a planet? It will cause misunderstandings for the children who will visit in the future."

The craftsmen heard the doubts from the onlookers, and they glanced at it—it was true, so they changed it with a smile, so that the expression of the giant god was not so pervasive, and they also enlarged the part of the female beast, which made the questioning Back away satisfied.

The appearance of the new god has spread throughout the civilization circle of the Atrium people, and the new teachings and eulogies of the gods have also appeared on all basic textbooks. Unexpectedly, the god has many believers among the young generation in the courtyard, and his god name is also designated as the "fire prison" because of the vortex of flames and the wreckage of the female beast in the sea god star.

The honorable name of the God of Hell is being circulated in the atrium civilization.

——A few months ago, outside the world of stars.

It is impossible for Joshua, who could not know what happened several months later, to stand in the void with Nostradamus and look at the entire multiverse with Yingying and the light ball.

The light of the great demon tide spreads all over the world, and it can be seen even here. The mist of energy that permeates all worlds and makes countless worlds glow brightly sweeps through all visible voids like a sea tide, and the hazy starlight stirs up the mist, oscillating billions of complicated space-time ripples.

The teleportation across the multiverse is about to begin, and the ruling will quickly calculates the path of time and space. Nostradamus accepted his reward, and at this time he checked the surprise that belonged to him with a smile. They are arguing about snatching Xiaoguang from each other, arguing about who should hold it now.

And Joshua at the side was listening.

He closed his eyes and listened to the voices of the star world—inside the world membrane, the steel python star is spreading its will across countless galaxies. Echoing among the stars, but under this grand tone belonging to the will of the world, there are many small voices and whispers that will be ignored.

It was the home planet destroyed by monsters, and countless people fled their homes in a hasty migration fleet. It is a civilized lament.

That is when the entire planet is at war, countless shipyards, colonies and space fortresses are operating at full capacity, hundreds of millions of people dedicate their all, and gather all their strength to fight monsters. It belongs to the battle song of civilization.

In addition, there are many voices - the fallen empire has reawakened, swept across the galaxy, wiped out all the darkness, and their huge fleet is even going to expedition to other river systems to help all intelligent life fight against the void. sound of triumph. Even with all their strength, the weak civilization could not shake off the chasing swarm of void monsters. The roar of the explosion of the last battleship and immigration ship turned into radio waves and transmitted in the cold and silent universe. This is the deepest sound of destruction.

The sound of the entire star world is like a magnificent and extremely complex symphony. Just listening to it, it seems to have witnessed the rise and fall of countless civilizations, and the end of countless legendary performances.

——Is this the voice that the sage could hear?

Joshua listened silently to a world. He opened his eyes and stared at the void. His eyes seemed to be able to see millions of worlds behind him through countless stars. Behind those rays of light, there may be darkness growing, and countless voices and songs of the same kind are being transmitted.

"It's no wonder the sages are so enlightened and want to help this endless world through the Ten Thousand Worlds Sacrificial Field."

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

Joshua was able to understand the thoughts of the sage who was originally so high that he couldn’t see his back even if he looked up at him. Standing at that height and looking down on the multiverse, it is true that occasionally some arrogant people will arise, wanting to help and save all the worlds. idea.

The sage brought the world of Mycroft to glory, and pulled the former Atrium civilization from ignorance. He may have helped and saved countless worlds, and he even almost did something that would change the multiverse.

However, he is not a saint.

The countdown to governing the will has begun, and the space-time passage across the multiverse has been opened. The silver and pure light forms a gentle door of light, but Joshua did not respond to Nostradamus's questioning beside him. Get up and step into the gate of time and space.

No one is another person, just as no grain of sand is like any other gravel. He is not a sage, so he cannot walk the path of a sage, but so what? There is no need to be the same. There are countless ways for the evil god to destroy the world, so there should be countless ways to save the world. There are countless ways for the evil god to be born, so there should be countless ways to destroy it.

The truth is unique, but the way to find it is not. so.

There is never only one road leading to Triumph.

——Volume Ten, The Light of the Stars·End

Originally, I wanted to explain that I would write a new outline for another day, but I didn’t expect it to be exempted, so I could barely write a chapter...