After the full level, my soft rice system is long overdue

It only needs to rely on its own corrupt and twisted authority to pollute all living beings into dusk creatures.

Then, even though the power of faith that the dusk creatures can contribute is much lower than that of normal believers, but relying on the advantage of quantity——

And the way he got inspiration from the blasphemous Trojan horse to make the twilight creatures spread like a plague is enough.

This is undoubtedly the means of a more evil god than an evil god.

However, for the already half-crazed fallen sun god, he has no time to take care of so much——

"That city...needs to be eradicated."

"Efficient light energy technology—"

"Especially the ideas contained in it, which are similar to wizards, must not be spread..."

The fallen sun god stood up from the black iron throne, overlooking the pale and haggard figures in the palace.

He couldn't help but think of the legendary bone demon whose eyes seemed to be dripping blood 200 years ago.

At first, like the rest of the gods, he thought that it was just an insignificant fish that slipped through the net in the witch hunt 2000 years ago.

So what if he became a legend?

The mere legendary undead creature can be destroyed by raising a hand for a true god.

However, it was such a tiny existence that in his opinion was no different from an ant, but set off a terrifying catastrophe that caused the gods to bleed.

He also created a hero who gave him and the remaining gods a headache..

True blasphemers.

The wizard..and everything related to it.

Even if it is only a small connection, it must be eradicated!

"The Twilight Witch should still be restrained by the out-of-control authority and crazy divinity scattered by the gods on the outside of the world—"

"At the moment, you should have no time to take care of me..."

"How ridiculous—"

"Obviously stole the power of the gods with a humble body."

"But still, in order to protect the lingering ants on the mainland——I gave up my chance to go further."

"In order to prevent the overflow of power beyond my control from affecting the mainland, I even sealed myself..."

The Fallen Sun God sneered.

After falling from the throne, the human side of his consciousness began to reveal more.

However, he, who had achieved the position of true god a long time ago, naturally couldn't understand what the Twilight Witch was doing at this moment.

They're just worthless ants.

Worthless.. just a matter of fantasy.

However, the other party's behavior undoubtedly gave him a chance.

Although breaking through the blockade and going to the outside of the world, regaining full authority as the sun god and moon god will undoubtedly be discovered and obstructed by the Twilight Witch.

But for example...letting a city fall in this world...

The Twilight Witch who has sealed herself is undoubtedly undetectable.

The fallen sun god slowly stretched out his hand.

Invisible instructions were transmitted with indescribable coercion.

In an instant, the twilight creature that had been quietly guarding the Black Iron Throne bent down, and then slowly retreated.

Outside the palace, a series of haggard creatures, either sleeping or wandering unconsciously, began to consciously gather in the direction of Aurora City.

After issuing the order, the fallen Sun God sat back on the Black Iron Throne.

Naturally, he doesn't need to do it himself to destroy a city, relying on those dusk creatures is enough.

Even though part of his authority was stolen by the Twilight Witch at this moment, and a considerable part of the original Sun God's authority was left outside the world and it is difficult to get it back, the current authority is only one-twelfth of what it was in its heyday.

However, the so-called emaciated camel is bigger than the horse.

In any case, he has once ascended the throne of God.

In this dilapidated world where even legends have disappeared, the Fallen Sun God doesn't think that anything can hinder his plans.

..

The walls of Aurora City.

Soldiers in shiny silver armor lined up neatly, waiting silently.

"The evening tide has gathered—"

"Currently, the visible range from the outer edge of Aurora City is 150 miles..."

"140 miles."

"130 miles."

On the highest level of the watchtower, the consul Francis stood beside the lighthouse, calmly listening to the information sent by the investigating soldiers.

It is different from the standard robes exclusive to consuls worn in the past.

At this moment, Francis is wearing the same armor as the soldiers.

"120 miles.."

Another message came along with the hurried footsteps of the scout soldiers, and at this moment Francis also took a deep breath.

He looked beside Aize and Anna, who also had serious faces, and spoke slowly.

"I think—it's about time."

"Ah."

Anna nodded.

"For the sake of safety, the core pattern of "Marrow Explosion" needs to be activated by His Majesty Shire himself. "

She took out an azure blue crystal.

It is the sound transmission magic spar that has been widely circulated in the Western Continent for a long time, but has never appeared in this world.

"According to His Majesty Shire, when launching, you only need to use this to tell him."

"Do not--"

Francis shook his head.

He took the crystal from Anna.

Then, dragging the sound transmission magic spar respectfully, he walked into the secret room behind him.

There is a bronze statue here, which looks like a man with black hair and black eyes.

The statue is dressed in a gorgeous black robe, holding a volume of books in his hand, and a slender wand in his right hand.

It was Francis who created the bronze statue of the "God of Arcane" based on Anna's description of Charr's appearance, combined with a few words of information about ancient wizards in the library.

He carefully picked up the sound transmission magic spar, and then placed it on the altar under the bronze statue.

Then, began to pray devoutly.

"Create an infinite land, rule the world and the gods with order and legal principles, rules and magic "God of Arcane""

"Your loyal believer—Francis, the No.20 third consul of Aurora City, prays here."

"Please, the supreme god of arcane arts, send down the "Marrow Explosion". "

"In this way, the city of Aurora will be saved from the disaster of the evening tide."

..

Layer upon layer, illusory prayers crossed time and space and reached Charles' ears.

Charles could feel—

Some colorless, invisible, but extremely high-essential powers formed around him.

Based on Shire's understanding after analyzing the fragments of divine power, it can already be known that this is the existence of the power of faith..

Also, the embryonic form of divine power.

If he accepts the power of faith frankly at this moment.

Then use this as a foundation to sublimate your own life form and transform it into an existence based on faith, then you will have a stepping stone on the road to becoming a god.

In the future, he only needs to continue to develop the corresponding beliefs.

Then you can go beyond the boundaries of legend and ignite the divine fire.

Become a demigod, a sub-god, a false god...

It will even open up the realm of the gods one day and establish the kingdom of the gods.

It is by no means impossible to become a true god who holds authority and can be the law of the world with one word.

"you.."

The dead soul was also a little startled.

Just now, he actually noticed something from Charles' body, which was somewhat similar to the body of the scorching sun and the god of truth when the scorching sun descended that day.

And the soul of the dead is also worthy of his knowledge as a legendary mage, and he immediately thought of many things.

Although the situation in this world is bleak, but because the vitality of demi-human races such as dwarves and goblins is far stronger than that of humans, there are actually not a few remaining sparks of civilization.

Coupled with the doomsday environment of this world, it can be said to be the best breeding ground for spreading the belief of the savior.

If this young, mysterious, yet powerful and inexplicably powerful legendary mage is willing.

Then he can easily display a mighty power that surpasses the cognition of this world, making all the remaining survivors on the entire continent feel grateful to him and become the most devout and loyal believers.

Such a body of belief is enough to push him to the highest peak under the true god.

If it were polished a little more—

Then he even has a chance to truly ascend to the throne of God.

"You, could it be..."

The dead soul's eyes were full of horror.

"Senior, you really underestimated me—"

Feeling the terrified mental fluctuations of the undead, Charles couldn't help shaking his head.

"If you really want to do this—"

"Then I'm not what I am now, but a person named "God of Arcane Art", who can only be described as different..."

"Unfortunately, although it may seem arrogant to say so."

Charles' eyes remained calm.

"However, for me."

"The self named "Charles Agoute" is much more important than the seat of a true god, the mighty power that can be used to rule the world with a single word, and the authority to call wind and rain. "

"Since it's not the way I want to go—"

"Then no matter how charming it looks, how tempting and exciting it is, what does it matter to me?"

Charles never hesitated.

His mental ocean was slightly ups and downs.

The nascent power of faith was turned into powder under the tremendous spiritual power, as if it had never existed.

"and."

Charles looked at the dead soul in front of him, with a slight smile on his lips.

"senior."

"The wizards in this world may have lost too many times, and you may have been suppressed by the high gods for too long."

"So much so that, subconsciously, you have subconsciously feared the mighty power of the gods."