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Chapter 380 I'm Not Here for a Romance

Looking at the slender hand extended by the Lord of Heaven, Westhead felt dizzy.

There is no doubt that ascending to become a god is his dream, which he has determined long ago. Any hesitation for a second would be an insult and doubt to the Iron-Blooded Strength Party. In order to achieve the position of a god, Westhead is willing to give everything.

With his sweat and hard work (really hard), he confidently walked up the long staircase to godhood. Westhead had no doubt that he could eventually reach that level, but it would take a lot of time and energy. Wait, does this hundreds of years of time count as a trial?
I deserve this reward for my achievements in several battles!

Westhead licked his lips, climbed the steps, and grasped the olive branch thrown by the gods.

Then, the gray-haired girl in front of him smiled, her figure began to fade away, and endless knowledge and power poured into his body and mind.

Westhead's brain went blank instantly. No, it should be said that it crashed after receiving a huge amount of secret knowledge. His pupils were wide open, and he was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

"Then please accept this gift, my love. You undoubtedly have the talent and destiny that is as high as heaven. Please complete the final ceremony well, and then, we will meet again."

The face of [Lord of the Sky] became increasingly blurred, but his smile and joy were transmitted to Westhead unimpeded.

"don't want."

At this moment, Evening Prayer spoke. It seemed that because [Lord of the Blue Sky] gradually transferred his power to Westhead, the suppression on her was weakened a little, so the demon girl shook her head and said:

"Don't go up to the heavens. God is no longer your evening prayer. If you ascend, you will no longer be you."

Westhead turned around, took a long breath, looked at the Shadow of the God, lowered his eyelids and said:
"I know, of course I know."

After spending so much time together and knowing the Lord of the Sky, Westhead has already understood the essence of this most ancient god.

She is a vespers, but she is not a vespers either.

After ascending to become a god, Evening Prayer had become an even higher-dimensional being, even though he was really like a love-brained girl who left part of his essence in the [Scarlet Throne] at all costs and gave the gift of ascension to his lover.

But she is no longer a mortal after all. The love of [Lord of the Sky] is an obsession, a characteristic, and an essence.

But it is not the pure love for a partner as a human being.

Other gods may be very emotional, for example, [The Most Glory Holy Tree] has the hope for prosperity for his offspring; [The Eternal Storm Rider God] has an unparalleled love for heroes and warriors, but [The Lord of the Sky] cannot do the same.

Because she is a pure divine construction - although the gods are all divine beings, the divinity here refers to emotions.

Evening prayer is pure and good. At the moment of ascending to become a god, it has undergone a sacred division and even a reshaping. The "Lord of Heaven" in the sky has entrusted her with her responsibilities and burdens, and human nature has been cut off as "filth".

Because she has always been a fool who is unwilling to go to heaven.

If he really doesn't want to go to heaven, then he can only fall from heaven. In other words, if he only wants to find the "evening prayer" before ascension, then the Lord of Extinction, who has now completed his past memories and is close to being complete, is the lover who has spent thousands of years with Westhead.

If it were a normal scene, Westhead should have happily embraced Evening Prayer to celebrate that he was finally freed from the cage. Unfortunately,
"I'm not here for a romantic relationship."

Westhead doesn't care about the state of [Lord of the Sky]. It is really nagging to be entangled in love affairs when facing the ambition and aspiration that are about to be fulfilled!
Westhead's goal from the beginning to the end was to become a god, and he only had this goal in mind. Now that the opportunity was within his reach, he would not hesitate.

He only looked at Evening Prayer with an apologetic look and said:

"The mortal world needs an ascender, otherwise this conflict and turmoil will never end. This is my mission."

He first covered his personal desires with a high-sounding but unquestionable cloak, and then sighed:
"I have fulfilled my promise and freed you from the seal. Everything that happened in this secret place is also certain. After that, please tell others that I am going to do what I think is right and take the path I think is right!" Ascend to God! This is the ultimate goal of "Poem of Destiny", the only goal!

This is my destiny, I have no choice but to take on the responsibility!

"And after I ascend, as the apostles who surround me, we may not be separated."

"My love."

Evening Prayer's eyes suddenly became very melancholy and sad, returning to the expression he had when they first met, so heartbreaking.

"Love cannot exist between gods and mortals. That is not a substitute."

"Don't break my heart again, don't go away from me, stay close to my heart, hold my hand"

"!!!"

Can you withstand these hundreds and thousands of years of memories and ties? !
Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.

Many people say that Qinghui is extremely dissolute, but to be honest, Westhead has no shadow that he doesn't want to look back on, and he can feel clear conscience for everything he has done.

But now, I'm afraid there really are some shadows.

Westhead has always acknowledged and respected lovers who shared their T0 talents with him, but love is ultimately not as important as one's own dreams.

Although he was very reluctant, Westhead endured the heart-wrenching depression and forced himself not to look at Evening Prayer's eyes, as if he could escape all the guilt in this way.

"Sorry. That's it. I'll discuss this in detail after I ascend."

With a wave of his hand, Westhead, who had received the authority of the [Crimson Throne] domain from the [Lord of the Sky], easily exiled Evening Prayer out of the realm.

Afterwards, Westhead sat on the throne at the top of the [Scarlet Throne] and began to pave the way for his ascension according to the knowledge left by the [Lord of the Sky].

The prerequisite for becoming a god is to reach the demigod realm and possess the destiny of becoming a god, which Westhead has already achieved. Nothing could be more convincing than having his qualifications certified by the most ancient god himself.

Then there are the three major elements of ascension.

[The supreme achievement that spans the past and present]

[Anchored in the Mortal Realm of a Fanatic Nation]

[A brand new inheritance that creates a new world]

The supreme feat has been almost completed. What Westhead has done in the Age of Conflict is no less than that of the gods in the past. It is not an exaggeration to call him the savior.

The country of fanaticism is thriving, and where there are deficiencies, [Lord of the Sky] has made up for it.

The most lacking is the path of inheritance. The Qinghui path is not yet strong enough, but it is already quite mature. With the gift from [Lord of the Blue Sky], the formation of the path can be accelerated. This is definitely forcing things to happen, but this idealistic world does not pay much attention to the logic of gradual progress. As long as the intention is there, it's fine.

Westhead let out a long breath, and flames seemed to rise in his violet eyes:
"Then, let's get started, to reach the sky!"

(End of this chapter)