I trust you.

The devil said to himself that he trusted the god he was going to kill.

Beings regarded as the only hope by mortals actually trust their enemies...

Such a strange unfolding left Holy Light speechless.

silence.

A long silence.

In the silent space, the scale of time has long since become different.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was just a moment, or it was a long time, but the Holy Light finally reacted.

"You said...you trust me?"

There was no more reaction, he just felt weird now.

"Yes, I trust you."

"If I didn't trust you, I wouldn't make such a risky plan."

Ning Feng smiled and continued:

"Are you surprised?"

The Lord of Holy Light nodded, then shook his head and said amusedly:

"There are indeed some, but after thinking about it, I feel that it is not very surprising."

trust……

hehe.

What an interesting word.

This word is particularly interesting when there is irreconcilable conflict between the two.

"What's the reason?"

Ning Feng shook his head and smiled, not knowing who he was laughing at:

"There's no special reason."

"I just believe that you will not turn your back on mortals."

"I firmly believe that you will stop me at the last moment."

"Fortunately, you are the same as the Lord of Holy Light I know."

Not half of all Ning Feng's gambles, but most of them were based on the premise that the Lord of Holy Light would act according to the form he envisioned.

"…………"

In response, the god frowned, thought, and finally sighed.

"But is it really okay to trust me so much? This is obviously our first formal conversation."

correct.

This is actually the first official dialogue between Ning Feng and the Lord of Holy Light, two people who have been entangled for thousands of years.

"Are you so confident that you can bet correctly?"

Ning Feng shrugged and chuckled:

"It was a gamble, but I was right and everything went according to my plan."

Frankly, Ning Feng showed his extraordinary trust in the Lord of Holy Light.

"Besides, even if you really don't act according to my plan, I still have other alternative plans."

"Even those plans... can still be realized even without me."

"There are too many people who have shed their blood and died because of you, and there is no shortage of me."

"The world does not revolve around one person, but is made up of everyone."

His waist is straight and he bears the prophetic assertion of the fate of countless mortals.

"It's just a little more sacrifice."

"The more ambitious warriors are sacrificed, the more children who could have had a better future are given up, the more gods the world hates."

"We are not afraid of sacrifice. We have never been."

Looking quietly into the eyes of the god, Ning Feng said softly:

"At most, it's just a long detour."

"But no matter how twists and turns that road may be, no matter how much we pay, we will ultimately achieve this victory."

"This is not a wish, this is a fact that is destined to happen."

He said:

"Mortals will live forever."

"I am not a savior, and mortals don't need a savior."

"I am just a member of the mortal race, and all I do is speed up the process."

He stood up from the chair, looked down from a high position, and extended his palm to the god opposite.

"So, at the end...I will repeat my request."

"For the sake of this world, can you please die?"

Please use your death to apologize to this world.

"...It's really too much to ask for."

Without holding the palm handed over by Ning Feng, the Lord of Holy Light drank the black tea again before saying softly:

"You know that not all gods are malicious to mortals, right?"

"I know."

"You also know that there are gods who have shown kindness to mortals, right?"

"Yes, I know that too."

"Really... It's been decided and it won't be changed again?"

"No more."

Narrowing his eyes, the Lord of Holy Light slowly stood up and said:

"It seems that there is no room for negotiation."

"In that case...you should be mentally prepared accordingly."

As she stood up, the originally divided situation suddenly changed dramatically.

The light that had been silent suddenly surged, expanded with an unstoppable momentum, and swept towards the darkness.

Click, click, click...

"Do you think I will be captured without mercy?"

There wasn't much emotion in His voice, all that could be felt was indifference.

"Do you think the gods will let it go?"

"Do you think everything will work according to your ideas?"

As if he was completely disappointed, he raised his hand forward, clasping his fingers together as if to grasp everything.

And He does have such power.

Light and darkness began to flicker at high speed, exchanging positions with an astonishing frequency.

The illusion is torn apart and the hidden essence begins to be revealed.

Under the cover of light and darkness is the real world.

Ning Feng and the Lord of Holy Light are not in the sun, but in a special space between reality and illusion.

You can faintly hear the beating sounds, which are the pulse of this world, the source of existence that can truly determine everything.

Regarding this place, there are many names in legends, [Origin of the World], [Ocean of Destiny], [The Beginning and Ending Point of All Things]...

There is another name in the gods. The ultimate goal of the war between the gods, the last element to become the god above the gods - [Pantheon]

As long as he successfully absorbs this power, he will become the God above God, or even the only God!

He is one and He is ten thousand.

It is the beginning and the end.

The origin of the world, which is like a huge heart, is tightly held in the hands of the Lord of Holy Light, and it will completely collapse if you exert more force.

"Verbal threats alone are useless."
To be continued...