Players' NPC boss

The black wish card that brought the power of God turned white, with only a little bit of it still burning in the corner. Blaze was about to return to his mortal body, and Theresa was still full of energy, but Theresa had already lost.

She treated Blaze with contempt, treating him as the young and energetic self in the past who did not know how to give up and caused the complete loss of the Age of Gods.

Blaze might be as young as she was in the past, but that was the only similarity.

Blaze had been thinking about how to win this reckless challenge since he knew her purpose and started to provoke her.

Theresa looked up at the cratered surface of the moon, and she suddenly realized why she accepted Blaze's challenge.

Distinguishing right from wrong was just a decent excuse, she was jealous.

They had gathered people and launched an incredible challenge, but she lost and lost everything, while Blaze won.

Blaze was the self she longed for, the self who had not lost, the self who had not given up.

Why didn't she use this power that was enough to lift the surface of the world to defeat the Titans?

It's not that she can't lose, but she can't afford to lose, because that failure that led to the loss of civilization, even the courage to challenge was lost.

She was afraid of losing and gave up thinking, gave up resistance, gave up all the possibility of risk, and chose the safest method.

She should have used the knowledge of the Age of Gods to lead the human beings of the new era, gather them, and challenge the Titan evil god who ravaged the world again and again. But she hid in a dark corner, assembling the world-saving device in her mouth one part at a time.

"Hahaha... In the end, I spent thousands of years to make a device that destroys the world. What am I doing?"

Theresa covered her face and laughed at herself.

She didn't dare to fight the Titan evil god, nor did she dare to fight the Nemean giant, but she came to fight Blaze.

How unbearable.

The ripples in the space slowly disappeared, and the giant metals in the sky decomposed into energy and disappeared.

Theresa slowly landed and walked towards Blaze step by step.

She was old, so old that she looked terrible, while Blaze was still very young and full of vigor, as if she could get up again no matter how many times she fell.

The road to Blaze was particularly long, so Theresa had time to look at the sky.

Why was the sky so beautiful? Why had she lived under this sky for thousands of years without appreciating it so seriously?

Ah, she remembered, maybe she had admired it before, and even wrote poems for it.

But she kept cutting her memories, forgetting and storing all the encounters and experiences, so she was always the one full of resentment and panic.

She thought this was to prevent herself from being eroded by time, but she just didn't want to change, because everything she wanted to protect had disappeared, and she didn't want anything to replace it, so she closed herself off.

The result was that she lived in vain for thousands of years.

Finally, Theresa walked in front of Blaze.

Finally, she met her ideal self in the future.

She wanted to say in person that she lost.

She wanted to do what she had done thousands of years late—entrust the fire of the Age of Gods to the new generation, but it was not too late.

"Blazer, I..."

A flash of lightning struck, without thunder or strong wind. It was like a ray of light, suddenly appearing and piercing Theresa's body, nailing Theresa to the ground.

Blazer was stiff all over. It was a gun, a gun that looked like a branch.

The man who threw the gun appeared in this virtual world at some point. He rode an eight-legged warhorse and wore handsome armor. His face was obscured by the light, and only his left eye was dark.

"Ahem—the second generation of [One-Eye]!?" Theresa coughed and looked at the being riding the eight-legged warhorse in disbelief.

"Why did it appear here?"

"The curse of [One-Eye]!?" Blazer was startled. He suddenly remembered the content of [Svartalfheim's Fruit]. Eating the fruit to gain wisdom would bring the curse of the one-eyed god.

But it is not the beginning of gaining wisdom that will be cursed, but it will be attracted by upgrading [Forger] to [Forger Master] or above.

When he used the wish card, all professions were broken through to the highest value, including [Forger]!

The one-eyed god came in search of the wisdom of the dwarves.

Blaze could not imagine what would happen to the blessed person who was killed by a god and blessed by the god to have immortality.

Maybe...

"Hahaha——" Theresa suddenly laughed, and tears came out of her laughter even though her body was pierced and her life was coming to an end.

"Young man, are you afraid now? Do you know the consequences of recklessness?"

"Is it the time to talk about this kind of thing now!?" Blaze could not take his eyes away from the one-eyed god. The pressure of the real god gradually increased due to the gradually ineffective wish card.

"But don't worry!" Theresa felt the vibration of the spear. Obviously, the owner of the spear had begun to summon it. The strong sting made her feel painful, but she smiled instead.

It was a loving smile like the statue of the Virgin Mary.

"You will not die today and will return safely."

"You, are you..." Blazer was stunned. The name Teresa reported did not include the name of the Virgin Mary. But before he had time to figure it out, he found that Theresa was actually struggling to stand up.

"what you up to?"

"Nothing, just challenging God."

Teresa tightly held the spear that was trying to escape from her body. The space rippled again, and the roar of the Gods' technology sounded again.

Theresa took out a badge from her pocket and placed it in Blaze's hand.

"Go to my teacher, I kept the fire of the gods in his hands."

"Do you want me to leave you alone to face God!"

"You're just holding me back if you stay."

Blaze slowly clenched his fist, and the last bit on the wish card disappeared. The time was so short. Teresa's words were as stinging as a knife and a gun, and impossible to refute.

"Let's go, boy."

Teresa patted Blaze's chest and said softly: "Leave with your back to me like a winner. Be sure to leave slowly, don't run, and be careful not to fall."

Blaze grasped the badge tightly and used all his strength to look at the One-Eyed Akira as if he wanted to carve the image of the One-Eyed Akira into his soul. He gritted his teeth and turned around slowly with his body trembling.

The one-eyed man finally made a move. He raised his hand and called for the spear, but the spear was tightly held by Theresa and could not move.

So he waved his hand, the huge door opened, and countless heroic warriors rushed out.

It was an army assembled to prepare for the end of the world.

She turned her head sideways, closed her eyes and listened to the boy's footsteps as he left. Compared with when he came, the boy's footsteps became heavier, showing frustration and unwillingness.

But it doesn't matter, you didn't lose, you were just unlucky and met the enemy early.

And don’t be sad, I stay here not to buy time for you with my life, but to...

"Shoot down the gods."

Teresa raised her hand and snapped her fingers. The moon went away, followed by the deep black sky and the stars that could light up the infinite darkness.

[One-Eye], a supreme god in mythology, is destined to die, so any death other than the one destined to die will surrender at his feet.

This is an enemy that is absolutely impossible to defeat, so we have to fight.

She and he have been running away for thousands of years.

The already shattered man, with staggering steps, walked alone towards the invincible gods and immortal warriors amidst the roar of the stars.

"Young man, he won't lose today!"

When the boy slowly left with a victor's attitude, she had already won.

…

The eight-legged war horse was in pieces, the noble armor was torn apart, the immortal soldiers disappeared into thin air, and the stars in the deep sky fell one after another, which were the remains of the huge aerial fortress.

Teresa walked with her broken body supported by the spear that was sure to hit, and passed by a person shrouded in light. She stood behind the person in the light and looked at the distant scenery.

"Haha, is this the scenery we are pursuing in our time?"

The end of science is God.

What she saw was the dream of an era abandoned by God, and she crossed over to God and came to the back of God.

"That's great."

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[The place where the Dream of the Age of Gods fell]