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Chapter 483 The End of the Battle (Two in One)

Not one can be lost.

When this half sentence was reproduced in the world by Silas, time seemed to stand still for a moment.

The storm domain disintegrated in an instant, and the overwhelming destruction disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.

Utus, the wind god who decided to sacrifice himself to win Siles, stood there in a daze, the sword of victory in his hand also turned into a human form at this moment, and looked at the scene in front of him in bewilderment.

Lowry, the god of the earth who turned into a giant, also felt at a loss.

The world in front of me seems to be going back in time, repairing the wounds caused by the war at this moment.

The collapsed ground slowly rises, the ravaged trees slowly straighten up, and when the tsunami waves come to an end, all these seem to be independent of anyone's will, but follow the supreme law since the beginning of the world .

"In the end..."

Utus, the God of Storms, murmured to himself in disbelief.

And the gods watching the battle in the kingdom of celestial bodies also watched everything that happened in disbelief.

After those half a sentence reappeared, the world returned to its original state, and this earth-shattering battle seemed to have never happened.

"Is this... the path of divine creation?"

Amidst the awe, some deity sighed slightly tremblingly.

These words fell on the golden palace, causing the gods to be silent for an instant.

As much as the previous battles have shaken the world, the scene before us is so absurd.

"This battle isn't over...it's not over..."

A god said in a daze,

"It's still going on, we still have a chance, we still have a chance..."

The god murmured like this, but no one answered him.

Is it really not over yet?

In the field of storm, the three gods were on the verge of destruction, but they were restored to their original state in the hands of Siles.

Does this mean... the life and death of the three gods all depend on the will of the archangel.

In this case...

Is this battle really not over yet?
Do not,
It has come to fruition.

"Not yet, not yet..."

Above the sea, Utus, the God of Storms, seemed unable to accept this result. He kept talking to himself like a madman.

What the hell is this?
Gathering the power of the three gods, opening the storm domain, and self-destruction... can't you usher in a victory?

The proud Utus couldn't accept this result. In his eyes, now he must fight to the death.

Utus held the storm in his hand and stared at the archangel Silas.

The latter raised his face and smiled, with a slight disdain in it.

"Isn't that enough? Gods."

Silas held the Victory Sword that he had snatched from Leon Deos, and asked mockingly,

"Do you want to continue?"

Utus, the God of Storms, trembled all over. He could not accept this result, let alone the coming fate of the gods.

He saw in this archangel the horror of the way of creation.

That being the case, this power cannot fall on mortals.

The rising fighting spirit of Utus, the God of Storms, eased the gods of the Golden Temple from the dead silence, but at this time, the gods were no longer as determined as before.

They were not excited by the fighting spirit of Utus, the God of Storms, but flustered. Even the most determined god before could not help but waver at this moment.

They are all gods, so it can be seen that this fruitless battle has already had a de facto result.

Not to mention that the life and death of the three gods are decided by the archangel, if Siles had chosen to reproduce a certain passage in history from the beginning, the three gods would have no chance of winning.

Looking back now, this seemingly evenly matched battle, from beginning to end, was as casual as a cat and a mouse, and the Archangel Siles was able to handle it with ease, and even now, it seems that he still has the strength to spare.

Do you really want to continue?
In the dull golden hall, the hearts of the gods echoed this question in unison.

Are you really going to bring this battle to a life-and-death end?
If death is ushered in, then what is waiting for the three gods?
The thoughts of the Golden Palace, which was united as one, began to become chaotic at this moment. From now on, none of the gods truly believed from the bottom of their hearts that the three gods would usher in victory.

Desperation spread and swept up like a plague. The gods who were the most flamboyant before all turned pale. When other gods cast their gazes over, their hands and feet trembled involuntarily.

Do you want to continue?
Not only are the gods in the Golden Temple hesitant, but in the battleground, Leon Deos and Lowry above the sea also show hesitation.

They feel that it is not impossible to defeat Silas, but this possibility is only [-]%.

They no longer have the chance to win.

The storm god Utus saw their hesitation and angrily said:
"What are you hesitating about?
We've driven him to this point.

If we fail, where will the future of the gods lead, and what will our brothers and sisters think of us? ! "

Silas sneered, he raised the sword of victory, and stared at the three gods coldly.

The roar of Utus caused the God of Victory and the God of Earth to temporarily stop their inner wavering. They gradually calmed down their thoughts and stared straight at the archangel in the distance.

In this battle, the gods could not accept the outcome of failure.

The three gods once again surged with fighting spirit, and were about to rekindle the fire of war.

"enough."

at this time,

Suddenly a voice came from the sky.

As soon as a word fell, it was as if a certain law descended like lightning, and an invisible force suddenly stopped all the turmoil between the heaven and the earth.

Everything came to an abrupt end at this moment.

The chaotic Golden Palace also fell into a dead silence again at this moment, the gods who had been enshrined couldn't help holding their breath, and no one dared to speak loudly.

The silence came so suddenly.

No matter how dissatisfied those gods are with the power of God’s creation, no matter how much they question the Father’s decision, and even hate the law created by the Father, when they hear the voice of the Father, they will be silent for a moment Silent.

The sea no longer gusts of wind, the earth no longer shakes, and the sky is clear and bright, as if a kind of real tranquility has descended with the voice from the sky.

He didn't show up.

Archangel Silas raised his face, turned his head, and gazed at the brilliance on the high mountain.

"God, you really have been watching me."

Silas said, his hands trembling with excitement.

However, the three gods, who were originally fighting, turned pale quickly after a short moment of stupefaction, and became mournful and silent.

This kind of silence stemming from fear lasted for an unknown amount of time.

The storm god Utus raised his head unwillingly, stared straight at the distant mountains, and said in a low voice:
"Father, are you doing this to protect Silas?!"

These words did not receive a response from God.

But it fell in Silas' ear,

I saw the archangel flying towards the Storm God, and said with a sneer:

"No, it's to protect you."

Utus looked fiercely at the archangel.

Under the majestic glare like a storm, everyone will suddenly feel a sense of solemnity.

Silas seemed unaware, and said with a smile:
"Haven't you noticed yet?
Even if you add it all together, you can't compare it. I am no longer what I used to be. "

How arrogant are the words of the archangel.

Leon Deos and Lowry, who had calmed down again, couldn't help but cheer up.

Looking back at this battle from the beginning, it seems that what Schillers said was really confirmed.

They seemed to suppress this rebellious archangel for most of the time of the battle, but after he used the power of the Divine Creation Dao, the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse, ushering in an instant reversal.

What such an easy reversal means, the God of Victory and the God of the Earth are clear at this moment.

"Enough is enough, Utus."

Leon Deoss said,

"We can't go on any longer."

The God of Victory says "can't" not "shouldn't".

The storm god Utus clenched his hands unwillingly, seemingly unable to accept the result.

"The gods will forgive us, we have done enough to our brothers and sisters."

Leon Deos continued to add, setting up a step for Utus.

Silas looked at the three gods who flinched.

The archangel did not take the initiative to declare their defeat, this bet was won by himself.

One is because if the storm god Utus continues to be stimulated, the situation may develop in a direction that the gods do not want to see, and the other is because the failure of the three gods has fallen into the eyes of the gods. Can't deny it.

Not voluntarily declaring it can be regarded as saving face for them.

Thinking about it this way, Silas felt that he was too kind and did not conform to what he did.

"However, as God said, enough is enough."

Silas whispered to himself.

Since I have been given a mission, no matter what I do or what I want to do, I must always act according to God's will.

Even in extreme cases, the same is true.

Silas raised the sword of victory in his hand and threw it to the god of victory, Leondoos.

Leon Deos showed a look of surprise, and then his brows widened.

If Siles kept it as a spoil of war, as a god, it would be difficult for him to have the cheek to ask for it.

But this archangel took the initiative to return it. For the God of Victory, this was undoubtedly a surprise.

Overjoyed, Leon Deoss slightly lowered his head towards the archangel.

Silas didn't respond, he turned around, and after a while, the figure disappeared in front of the eyes of the three gods.

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sea ​​of ​​souls.

The fairy queen Sophia sat on the throne, no matter how courteous the fairies were, their queen was always frowning.

"It's been more than ten days."

Sophia muttered to herself.

As the voice fell, the goblins beside them all lowered their heads, none of them dared to raise their heads, for fear of annoying the Queen if they were not careful.

Indeed, more than ten days have passed. In this kingdom of goblins, no one knows what is going on now.

The sea of ​​souls is located in the very depths of the celestial body kingdom, far away from the earth, and the goblins are not gods, they cannot cross the long distance and watch the battle on the earth.

For this battle, the goblins are all uneasy.

Fighting against the three gods with one's own strength, no one feels that there is more danger than luck.

"came back!"

Just when the dreary atmosphere invaded the palace again, suddenly, excited shouts came from outside the gate, and the goblins who saw Silas's return reported with great excitement.

"The Prophet is back! He's safe and sound!"

"He has won, and he has won a great victory!"

"He's really back! He's really back!"

The Fairy Queen suddenly raised her head, and before the fairies around her recovered from their shock, Sophia flapped her wings and rushed out of the gate.

"Where is he?!"

Soon, the Fairy Queen got a response.

"Your Majesty, the Prophet is in the Great Library, right in the Great Library..."

Before the goblin finished speaking, Sophia's figure rushed towards the big library.

Finally, the Fairy Queen got her wish and met her creator again, the prophet of all the fairies, her own king.

Silas sat in the big library, looking through the scrolls in his hands as if bored.

Sophia pretended to be calm, and she landed on Silas's shoulders silently,

"It looks like you won, right?"

Hearing a familiar voice, Silas turned his head and said "hmm".

"It's really cold."

Sophia said so.

"What reaction do you want?"

asked the archangel.

Sophia shook her head and said slowly:

"No reaction whatsoever, just leave it at that."

The two get along as if this battle never happened.

After a while, Silas slowly closed the book in his hand, and he looked around the big library. In just a few years, the goblins have accumulated countless knowledge here, and the stock of books is far greater than any big country in the world. .

This is enough to drive all the wise men in the world who are eager for knowledge crazy.

"What are you going to do next?"

Then the Fairy Queen asked aloud,

"Do you have anything else to do?"

Silas took a breath,

"There's still a lot to do.

I have won the bet, and the gods will not be able to interfere directly with mortals like Belvan who explore the path of divine creation.

However, this does not mean that they will not interfere indirectly by various means.

I don't intend to do too many unnecessary things. I am an angel, not a nanny for mortals, and I don't need to watch over them everywhere.

But there are always things that I need to take action, and I will not directly interfere with mortals. "

Sophia nodded and said:

"It sounds like an unwritten rule."

The Archangel answered in the affirmative:

"Exactly, I hope to reach such a tacit understanding with the gods."

Silas wandered slowly in the big library, while Sophia sat on his shoulder, watching him pick out several books from the bookshelf.

"Soon, I'm going to heaven."

Sophia asked:
"What to do? Meet God?"

Schillers thought:

"Besides this, what else can you do?"

Sophia said lightly:

"You show off your exploits like a child."

The archangel gave Sofia a hard look.

But he didn't deny it, and he didn't justify it.

Sophia knew that she might be right, so she didn't continue to provoke Silas.

(End of this chapter)