The world in the box

It is the 4660th year since the advent of God.

What happened this year is enough to compile a series of thick history books.

This year, Saint Fuyao fell into a demon.

This year, the wall of protection that stood for 500 years collapsed.

This year, the demons trampled the Snow River City, and Jimmy, a magic scholar, sacrificed himself to protect the last spark of Cecil civilization.

Aaron, the former king of Xia, did not live up to Jimmy's sacrifice. He led the last civilization of Cecil and successfully arrived at the last line of defense of Cecil-the Giant Wall Fortress.

The Giant Wall Fortress was the first line of defense built by humans to resist people from other worlds, and now it has become the last line of defense of Cecil civilization.

At this moment, history formed a closed loop.

At the same time, the Giant Wall Fortress is also the place where Aaron was born.

Unexpectedly, Aaron was born and died, died and was born again, and went around and around, and returned to the place where he was born.

Somehow, Aaron always felt that these things were not coincidences, but a necessity that had been set long ago.

Aaron, who had become an undead creature, was no longer suitable for long-term activities in the sun.

He knew that he was no longer suitable to be a monarch on earth.

Therefore, after successfully arriving at the Giant Wall Fortress, Aaron handed over the royal power to Ashes.

That is, the Temple of Light.

The Shia Empire once again became a theocracy.

Aaron didn't care about this. He knew that the earliest Shia was a theocracy as he was familiar with history.

It was a country that Saint Bell pushed and built.

Now Aaron is just handing over the power to the Temple of Light again.

What's more, with powerful enemies outside, who will be the head of Shia is not the most important thing.

The most important thing now is how to survive this war and win the final victory.

And Aaron is powerless to do this now.

In the previous battle, Aaron's magic realm, the Kingdom of the Dead, was crushed by the Demon King Aiting.

For a long time afterwards, Aaron had no way to expand his magic realm.

Under Jimmy's protection, the Cecil civilization did survive that battle.

But now the Cecil civilization is still in turmoil and struggling to survive.

Unless a new titled magician is born in the Cecil civilization.

And at the moment, the most likely to become a titled magician are the apostles of the Apostle Shadow.

But since the outbreak of the alien war, this group of Cecil's once strongest creatures have disappeared.

Only active in the shadows, no one knows where they are now and what they are doing.

"Apostles? Why do those alien species call themselves apostles?"

Compared to the traces of the apostles, Aaron was more curious about why those powerful and extreme creatures called themselves apostles.

In addition, Aaron also found that these apostles were ranked.

"What a strange and useless creature."

Aaron couldn't help but sneer, but Ashes beside him didn't care about Aaron at all.

Ashes stood on the tall wall of the Giant Wall Fortress with a sad face.

With Jimmy's sacrifice, Cecil civilization once again gained a brief peace.

But the strange plague that spread among the people is still there, and the extinction of the human race is only a matter of time.

"Are you worried about this plague?" Aaron noticed Ashes' thoughts.

To be honest, Aaron and his junior brother didn't have much intersection.

But it didn't prevent Aaron from admiring the youngest magic apprentice in the Dawn Magic Academy from the bottom of his heart.

The eccentric and spiritual magic apprentice back then.

Now, for the sake of the human race and the Temple of Light, he has become a hunched old man.

Aaron admires Ashes very much, which is one of the reasons why he allowed Ashes to rebuild the Temple of Light in Xia.

He knows that people like Ashes don't care about anything else except the life and death of the world.

Aaron is most assured to use such people.

Of course, for Aaron, all this is a thing of the past.

After experiencing life and death, Aaron no longer cares about the cold Iron Throne.

"If you are worried about this plague, I can't provide you with any help.

I came to you today to tell you that I need to rest for a while, and during this time, I will fall into a deep sleep."

Ashes heard Aaron's implication. In the future, Cecil civilization can only be supported by Ashes alone.

"If you really can't hold on, you might as well let go. As long as you are alive, there are infinite possibilities.

"Yes."

Aaron knew that Ashes would not listen to him, but he still tried to persuade him.

Just as Aaron expected, Ashes only responded perfunctorily after hearing this, and obviously did not take it to heart.

From beginning to end, Ashes had been standing on the wall of the Giant Wall Fortress, looking down at the bottom of the wall.

And below the wall, there was only endless darkness.

...

After this night, Aaron disappeared, and Ashes was the only one left in the entire Giant Wall Fortress.

Time As the days passed, the absolute defense left by Jimi gradually collapsed.

The atmosphere in the giant fortress became increasingly depressing.

More and more infected people fell into madness due to the severe pain in their bodies, but Ashes was helpless.

What made Ashes even more headache was that strange rumors suddenly spread in the fortress from some time.

It was said that as long as people offered sacrifices to the gods and pleased the gods, the plague could be resolved.

As for the offerings to please the gods, it is best to be the people closest to the gods and the most pious to the gods.

In the entire Giant Wall Fortress, the most suitable person to be the offering is obviously the master of the Temple of Light - Ashes.

Rumors are nonsense, but people tend to grasp any possible straw before death.

Because of this rumor, one night when the light was hidden, people rushed into the Temple of Light in the Giant Wall Fortress and grabbed Ashes.

Ashes knew that this was the work of the third demon flower mist, who was the only one who was best at bewitching people.

In front of the huge temple square, people tied Ashes to a pillar and piled up firewood at his feet.

Obviously, they wanted to burn Ashes to death.

As a super magician, Ashes could break free from the shackles on his body with just a thought.

But when he saw those people in pain under him and saw their crazy eyes, for some reason, Ashes chose to accept his fate.

Maybe he was tired.

Or maybe he was also bewitched by the flower mist and thought that his death could bring happiness to the world.

"Offer our best gift to the gods! "

People lit the woodpile, and the raging fire ignited the surrounding darkness.

Ashes was in the flames, as if he saw the brightest light.

"God, if you can see, please, save the world, I am willing to give everything I have."

At the last moment of his life, Ashes still did not forget to pray to God.

However, this time, his God still did not respond to him.

"Don't you really exist? Or do you not care about my life or death at all?"

Ashes was desperate. If God is light, why doesn't He illuminate the world.

In the raging flames, Ashes suddenly remembered what the witch Fuyao once said to him:

"Light is just a color. "

'Is that so? Light is just a color, not a god. The light I have always believed in is just the light in my heart'

'Since there is no so-called God of Light in the world, let me become that light, illuminate the world, and bear all the suffering in the world.'

Ashes finally understood why he could not use light to create the magic field.

Because the god that Ashes believed in before was not light.

Ashes finally figured everything out.

After he turned into ashes.

Also after he was reborn from the ashes.