The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 694 - 361 Annual Best Shared Election_2

When the kingdom multiplied to its extreme, blood-red flames came to the earth, burning the tracks littered with corpses, consuming the ashes of living beings. They forged weapons from alchemically altered human bodies and plunged the Catastrophe of plague into battle. All the wisdom gained from Darkness onward, all technology and civilization, were absurdly used to inflict Pain on one another.

Creatures slaughtered each other, staining the sky with the blood of their kin, so the blood-red flames began to descend. This was also the pinnacle of Chaos. Creatures cursed each other, loathed each other, and fought each other to shreds, until everything within sight was torn apart, until the blood-red flames burned to the ends of the world.

The citizens of Judgment Square all saw that terrible illusion, their pupils trembling violently as they knelt in fear, no longer daring to directly gaze into An Su's terrifying blood-red pupils.

Can war truly end… that long, long Pain... can it really end?

Amid the prolonged silence, An Su calmly took his sixth step.

"[Delectable child, you have aroused the Mother Goddess of Life's gluttonous appetite]"

The war ended, and that corrupted kingdom perished in the flames of Pain.

Yet the end of war never meant the coming of peace from start to finish.

The survivors did not bring peace; instead, they greedily divided this broken era. One guest after another could not wait to ascend to the world's dining table, voraciously devouring everything that remained, swallowing the world's wealth, resources, the flesh and bones of citizens into their bellies. They would never be sated, their appetites for consumption never ceased.

At this moment, the gluttonous banquet of Chaos reached its climax!

The greedy fire of gluttony, that scarlet flame, rose from the ends of an era's road, eventually consuming everything owned by Life.

When the last survivor had eaten the second to last survivor's body, there was no more food left.

The scarlet flames then extinguished, leaving the world barren and deathly silent, with nothing left to burn.

And thus ended this round of the game of beings, this round of the game of eras.

An Su finally took his last step, descending the long steps of the Judgement Court, approaching the people, as dark blue flames swept through everyone's eyes. The lonely and cold Star Fire descended upon the world, covering the desolate lands.

"[Child of Nether, you are but a child]"

Once an era had fallen silent, starlight shone down.

The bygone era would burn indifferently along with the Star Fire, turning into fragment after fragment, ultimately ascending into the vast starry river, orbiting with the stars, becoming a memory of the past, becoming 'Nether'.

This era had, at last, become Nether.

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And after a long, long wait, new civilizations would cast themselves into the present world, facing the dark and empty universe. They huddled like children in a corner by the fire, shivering, anxious, afraid of the gazes from the Darkness, and prayed to the Gods—

"Just wait for dawn, all will be well."

And then, filled with anticipation, they cast themselves into the predetermined future, into the cycle and decline repeated a thousand times.

—This is the constant Nether.

This is the true meaning of the faith in the Seven Gods.

Only after understanding the decline of an era, does one understand the faith in the Seven Gods, and the inevitable fate that cannot be escaped.

When An Su became the so-called Seven Gods' Chosen, he understood all these truths from the seven-colored flames—that is—

All seven Mother Goddesses are damn salacious!

And each one more heavyweight than the last!

The pursuit of knowledge, pleasure suffice as low-level lasciviousness, possessiveness, conquest, curiosity are top-tier weights, and the last, gluttony, is insatiable hunger.

An Su had understood the truth of this world. With such lascivious Gods, no wonder the world was doomed to destruction.

Facing the mountainous and oceanic divine might, facing the tidal wave of eras crumbling, An Su still showed no hint of fear, nor was he lost in the scrutinizing gaze of the Gods. His eyes remained clear, and even after experiencing various colors, they finally returned to their dark blue hue.

An Su narrowed his eyes slightly, observing his surroundings.