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Chapter 945 One Person Cannot Be Saved
Blaze had seen such a landscape before, the endless hunger and suffering faced by Hela, and Themis the sins of mankind.

He saw the "we" that Cyrene mentioned, that is, the gods.

When sin was born among humans, the gods chose to leave humans in disgust. Only a beautiful goddess in a white dress stood among humans holding a scale.

She never left, and always presided over justice with her eyes blindfolded. She endured the pain brought by human sins and thus bore the punishment on behalf of mankind.

All living beings pray for justice, but they try to avoid it. That is the chaotic sin born from the human heart. In the end, the sin stained the goddess's long skirt like blood and covered her entire body.

And those sins and filth came towards Blaze who stepped in here, as if they were temporarily staying in Themis' body.

That is the soul of the new god and the body of the king.

Blood paves every step of God and the King, and sin will become the crown adorning God and the King, as if they are one.

The filth couldn't wait to stain Blaze's soul, his skin was stained black, his silver hair was polluted, and even his golden eyes seemed to be stained with darkness.

"Go back."

With just a light breath, all the filth was blown away, and a white gap appeared in the whole sticky world that was like the depths of a quagmire.

【Metamorphosis Z】

Compared to the sins caused by greed, hatred, and jealousy, Blaze has experienced a more terrifying and primitive demon called "hunger".

These sins are but the offspring of hunger.

"I...closed my eyes and saw a more real world."

Themis, who was deep in the mire, slowly raised her head. She seemed to be smiling, but her face was as sticky as mud, so Blaze couldn't tell whether it was a smile or just the flow of mud.

"What do you see when you close your eyes?"

“The world is either black or white.”

Blaze walked slowly towards Themis, and although he parted the murky mire, every time he took a step forward, more sludge filled the place where he had stayed before, as if the only place he could disperse was the place where he stood.

"What a simple and beautiful world it is. That is the world you will create." Themis knelt on the ground and stretched out her six arms towards Blaze again.

"Come with me and create that world."

“How long will it take?”

Blaze's question stunned Themis, as if she didn't hear it clearly, so Blaze repeated the question again.

“How long will it take to create such a beautiful world?”

"Today, the moment you accept me."

Themis stretched out her hand in front of Blaze, and she almost lay on her side, as if praying.

She seemed to be begging for Blaze's warmth, but Blaze took a step back and moved away from her step by step.

"That... sounds like a lie."

"How could it be a lie!"

Blaze sighed softly, he looked at Themis, trying to find some shadow of the pure figure in the beautiful dress from Themis, but he couldn't find it. "An elf once said that it takes a huge price to create a beautiful world. You took the withering of life, the destruction of the world, and your pain as the price, but you didn't pay enough."

"Not enough?" Themis looked at Blaze in disbelief. She couldn't imagine such an answer anyway.

"It's time. It takes a long time to create the beautiful world you talk about. But you chose to be high above and divide the people until only the beautiful parts are left, and you call the remaining incomplete parts a beautiful world."

"That's why I need you, my king!"

Themis took a step towards Blaze. She was like a prisoner trapped by countless chains, and every movement was extremely difficult.

"You and I lead the world together, and let our words change the world..."

"Do I have to be the leader? What if I lose?" Blaze smiled bitterly. He raised his head and looked above the quagmire, where was the real world.

Themis's Titanic body stepped on the earth without stopping for a moment. Even though he had to bear the heavy blows underneath and even though the foreigners launched fierce attacks, the earth still began to tilt again.

"If I become the king who rules over everything, and everyone submits to my laws, what should I do if I still lose?"

The world turned upside down again, the world light wall rose again, the tree of life that had not yet been repaired was once again subjected to high temperatures, and what was even more terrifying was that the ocean world from world F was heading towards world B.

He tried his best and racked his brains to lead people to fight the disaster, but even so he still lost.

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"The world is spinning, and the great flood is coming."

Adam stretched out his hands toward the sky.

Greenland took a look at the map and sneered.

"Even if we turn it again, the only thing that will be flooded by the sea water is World B, where there is nothing left—"

Greenland was stunned.

"Did you notice it? It's the statue of the Virgin Mary. It's the passage to World U. Why do you think the Supreme Legion didn't rely on the statue of the Virgin Mary to invade World U? Because there was no need!" Adam said loudly.

"A flood will break out in the Holy Cross Kingdom through the statue of the Virgin Mary, and this world will be destroyed by God. As a believer in God, I will lead the enlightened to the new world."

"Defeating monsters is not a difficult task for you foreigners, but what about the flood?"

The upheaval was complete, and the shadow brought by the blue world from world F, like a huge barrier, covered half of world B, and it seemed to be higher than the sun.

The world's light wall blocked the blue world like the last hope, but as the earth fell into silence, the light wall slowly disappeared.

At that moment, the ocean world composed of three-frame worlds was like a broken fish tank, with sea water pouring down, and even the air seemed to be squeezed out.

"Beautiful goddess, I am not the destined king you claim. I am simple, and in my opinion, the world today is beautiful enough."

Blaze wiped the corners of his eyes. Those were tears. There was nothing he could do. It was his fault for losing. He was saving the world. How could he lose?

"Perhaps the world you are talking about exists, but it is definitely not something that can be created by one person."

"I walked out of the crowd because I had such a responsibility to shoulder."

"And I returned to the crowd because I knew that I couldn't save the world by myself!"

(End of this chapter)