Fang Xiu walked step by step into the tall palace, and the temple standing on the top of the mountain scattered divine light under the light. The light seemed to separate, and the free dust flowed through it, wandering from one line to another, like a temple shrouded by the light of heaven.

There are not so many complex buildings in the palace, no other buildings, only a corridor that looks like it is invisible, and a temple.

Just walking in it, the more I feel my insignificance.

Above the colorful windows on both sides, the light shone on Fang Xiu's body through the angel's portrait, as if the eyes of God were staring at him.

Fang Xiu's figure walked through the entire passage, like a short ant shuttled through the giant's palace. He raised his head and could not even see the exquisite paintings of the dome and the mythological epics that have been circulated in another world for millions of years.

Walking along the temple passage thousands of meters high, crossing a silver gate with a vortex, and standing inside the temple along the slightly pushing open a crack.

The temple is open, forming a mysterious regular seventeenth-sided shape, where you can see nine space portals. Once here, you should have seen nine huge portals opening, forming a huge vortex surrounding the central throne.

These portals either lead to other kingdoms from God or to the real God's kingdom.

There are seven sub-seats under the throne in the center of the 100-meter-high, like slaves crawling at the feet of the gods. They are the positions of angels under the throne, and they are the deputy lords who control the god world.

At this moment, the seven of the secondary seats carved with angel wings were empty. On two of them, two male angels in gorgeous clothes died on the seats. The gorgeous clothes were buckled with golden rings, and black eroded their holy bodies and wings. One had a big hole in its chest, and the other was stabbed into its eye socket by a spear, and lying at the feet of the god's heavenly throne.

In front of the high kiln under the seat, two female angels hugged each other, one wearing long skirts and the other wearing armor. They stabbed each other a long sword exuding divine power into each other's chest, and their true spirits also dissipated together.

The golden blood dyed the long tulle skirt, and one of the wings had turned black.

Fang Xiu walked past the two female angels and saw a golden light falling from the sky, landing on the tall and vacant throne.

A figure appeared at the feet of the throne, a god wearing a silver robe. He dispersed his body of god and squatted at the feet of his throne like a mortal.

Fang Xiu did not stop at all, climbed up to the high platform, stood under the throne of God, and looked at Him quietly.

Fang Xiu did not speak or speak. He knew at a glance that this was just a projection magic. The god kept the scene of his final conclusion, as if he had something to say to the main god in another world. He had already known his destiny.

The god's silver robe was dyed with golden blood, holding a beautiful and delicate angel with sadness in his eyes. He sat quietly on the throne with empty eyes as if he had lost everything.

He just watched his country collapse and his holy city collapse.

Watch as believers who believe in themselves perish in their faith, they go to fall in the name of the gods they believe in.

One of their own saints rushed to the sky like crazy, and fell into evil spirits in endless fighting madness. One by one, the souls of prayers wearing white holy robes disappeared into ashes in the pollution of the world's dusk.

A fallen angel summoned the space crack and cut the holy city apart. The immortal divine realm was broken, and hundreds of thousands of believers who followed the gods to enjoy eternal life fell together.

The god wearing a silver robe looked at all this and suddenly turned around, as if he had traveled through the distance between time and space, and noticed Fang Xiu, and his eyes lost all his spirit. When a god lost everything and lost everything, he looked as weak as a mortal: "I am Guy, the God of Storage in the Vanderthy plane. This god world was once the storage god world that controlled the storage space of the entire plane. Among the seven worlds, I am also the clergyman and the most powerful follower gods."

"However, with the arrival of the twilight of the gods, the God of Space is the first to fall. As the god of the half-plane, I am also polluted."

His eyes penetrated the temple, saw the collapse of the entire god world, the fall and the extinction of all believers, and let out a sneering laugh: "Did you see this scene too? It's ridiculous!"

"Who would have thought that a god known as eternal would be so helpless and weak."

He was inexplicably excited, as if he was afraid of death, and his language was full of reluctance and fear: "There is no true immortality! Even the ever-extinguished sun will eventually end in the dusk of the world!"

The more he spoke, the faster he said, the syllables were connected, and the body holding the angel was hugging him tighter, but the cold body made him feel even more desolate: "What we call eternity is nothing but the mouths of ordinary people. Because I have never died, I am a ridiculous fable of immortality!"

He shouted loudly, although he could not see Fang Xiu, but he was so excited that he trembled all over. His eyes that had lost all his spirit raised his doubts to the high Lord God: "Great Lord God, you are the eternal Lords who will never fall, and the controllers of all things who control all things to create all things. Please tell me."

He shouted loudly and stared at Fang Xiu tightly: "Is there really the so-called eternity in this world? So, what is the secret of eternity?"

Fang Xiu quietly watched the end of a god in another world, as if he had personally felt his pain and despair.

Amid the screams of hoarseness, his divine realm and priesthood completely collapsed, and the body of the gods collapsed, cutting off the last trace of connection with the other world.

He led the entire gods' realm to fall into the mountains and seas under the attention of the gods.

Fang Xiu watched the projection completely dissipate, and after a long time he spoke, "The Eternal Secret? I... don't know!"

"Hao!"

The light dissipated, and an ancient silver ring fell on the ground. The violent light turned into a beam of light and rushed into the sky. The vast divine power swelled out from it, and it had not disappeared for a long time.

As its power began to weaken, the power of the entire holy city completely collapsed and dissipated, and even the fluctuations of the divine power that had originally spread to the entire floating island began to disappear.

Fang Xiu picked it up. The silver ring was emitting powerful divine power. The whole was made of mythical materials. However, the original rule power completely dissipated, leaving only an embryo that had lost all the rule power.

"Is this a magical artifact?" Fang Xiu immediately realized that this was the magical artifact of this god. As a god, most of them only have one magical artifact, which is the instrument that carries the power of their rules.

However, because this man gave up all his priesthood and rule power from God, this artifact has also fallen from the artifact class, but it is far superior to ordinary extraordinary props. No matter what, it was once a magical artifact.

In terms of a vivid metaphor, this is when a monk disperses all the talisman restrictions and magic power in his body, but the foundation of his soul is still there, so he can naturally be easily cultivated.

From it, we can also see the limitations of the gods. Their power comes from the laws of the world. Once they leave the world, the gods collapse and their faith is destroyed, and all powers, together with the so-called eternal life, will no longer exist.

"I will naturally return this thing to you in the future. I will not be greedy for you if you have your own belongings!"

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The underworld of the underworld, the city of the emperor.

The Yin Emperor stood in front of the reincarnation platform, watching the golden true spirit plunge into the reincarnation platform, and the golden origin spread all over the dark and gloomy world, and it seemed to have turned into a Buddha's kingdom in a moment.

As the light sinks, the golden light begins a new life with the reincarnation system of the mountains and seas.
Chapter completed!