Please Put Me on the Throne of Heroes

Indistinct, endless fluctuations.

Pictures of countless time and space in the past and future emerge in the 'eyes' of the void spirit.

Tens of thousands of years ago, human beings were toddlers, but someone led others out of the siege of wild beasts at the beginning of the wild. He led people to create tools and created a paradise. After him, human beings who inherited his spirit Tribal leaders, a man and a woman, were called 'Adam' by later generations.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the star warriors attacked, the age of gods collapsed, and the imbalance of the natural environment caused a great flood. However, there was a man who used his own body to lead mankind to survive in the flood. He was not afraid of death. He was called "Nabi" Sting'.

Thousands of years ago, Gilgamesh retreated into the underworld, and Uruk died and collapsed. The remaining people who could not follow had to migrate long distances due to hunger. He opened the way to Egypt and won the trust of the Egyptian king, who was called 'Abraham'.

Hundreds of years ago, the descendants of the people led by Abraham were oppressed in Egypt. Someone led them out of Egypt, faced death again and again along the way, and finally punished the god of Egypt with ten plagues. He was 'Moses'.

Hundreds of years later... Solomon ruled the world and was known as the messenger of God, but some people directly accused him of being the incarnation of the devil. For the first time, the sad and joyless king felt fear and anger, and knew that he was not a god.

Past, present, Future...

"For the sake of death, but did not seek death blindly, maintained the bottom line, but also had enough wisdom to become a real 'hero' in crisis time and time again."

"Your luck is very good, you have both wisdom and courage."

"Since that's the case—"

"I will give you the name 'Yahweh'."

"You should be able to remember the original intention and never forget the beginning."

It's like waking up from a long dream, or playing a long, fully immersive game.

Luo Wei opened his eyes in a daze, and then heard such a voice...

He froze for a moment, and in the next second, a bright light fell from the spirit of the void.

All the previous 'experiences' are at this moment, turning false into true.

Tens of thousands of years of time...

Tens of thousands of years of seeking death.

The first humans, the humans in the great flood, the humans who led people into Egypt and then out of Egypt, the humans who denounced Solomon——

Tens of thousands of coincidences belong to one body.

Luo Wei saw the original scenery of the stars.

Build quality from quantity.

'Original, supreme. '

'From now on, you shall be 'Yahweh'. '

The spirit of the void shines and flickers.

Directly repelling Luo Wei out of the deepest, highest and farthest place in the void!

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Above the head is the vast sea of ​​stars, endlessly bright, behind is the surging lava 'Tartaros', or should be called the 'primordial supreme sky' - the space in the interlayer of dimensions that is difficult for ordinary people to see.

Undoubtedly, this is where Luo Wei was before he encountered the spirit of the void.

Above the ground, the outermost edge of the atmosphere.

Just one step away from the universe.

"So...how did I fail again!?" Luo Wei fell into deep thought.

Obviously everything has been calculated and the process calculated, but only this result, only this final factor, was beyond his expectation.

Yahweh—or, indeed, the spirit of the void is about to kill itself.

For him, killing himself is as simple as brushing off a piece of insignificant dust.

He is at least stronger than Chaos in its prime.

Three percent of the star Chaos can destroy the original Zeus with a single glance, and kill Luo Wei who is still half a step away from the original, and it should have been easy.

However, He did not directly kill himself, but chose the process of 'testing'.

Thousands, all ages...

Luo Wei tried to die time and time again.

Ultimately, 'inexplicably' passed the test.

"I×&%￥#@...."

Feeling the greater power in his body than before, Luo Wei was a little bit dumbfounded.

There is no doubt that the current him has truly become 'Yahweh'.

The "spirit" of the void gave him the name of the only god, and the unity of the spiritual base of thousands of generations also allowed him to glimpse the original scenery.

The strongest machine-spirit state takes half a step forward based on the existing foundation, and truly reaches the original specifications of the stars. Even the weaker human form also has the power of the original prototype.

A real 'planetary life form'.

Equivalent to Tiamat, the sea of ​​chaos in Mesopotamia, and Zeus, the Almighty God.

Compared with them, what Luo Wei lacks is only the familiarity and mastery of higher and stronger power.

For other people, other gods, such a big improvement can be said to be overjoyed, but for Luo Wei... it is not as refreshing as dying.

It's just that the original level is far from reaching the level where he can't really die.

The road to death...

He still has a chance.

"Void Spirit, I remember you!" Rowe muttered in a low voice, shaking his hands.

The cloak is fluttering, and the returned Lord of Armies and God of Opportunities is still in his previous attire.

He took off the iron mask from his face.

The gold and red pair looked at the ground under their feet.

Sweep the changes in the world into your eyes at a glance.

Consciousness has gone through a long time, and the virtual sea has drifted in an instant. How long has passed in this world?

Rowe didn't know.

But the Nordic land that can be seen from here is no longer the appearance of the old gods disappearing and the new gods appearing just after the twilight of the gods.

The perennial wind and snow on the sea has melted away, leaving only white snow on the top of the layered snow-capped mountains, bustling with people and cities.

The breeze swept past, and the protoss of the storm patrolled between the heaven and the earth, but they no longer showed their appearance, and only operated the rules of the stars according to the natural mechanism.

The nature of the star gods that directly respond to the planet is different from the gods that appeared naturally in the Age of Gods. Their essence is the fire in their chests. They don't need to absorb humanity from faith, and they can maintain the existence of personality.

They exist, but it's as if they don't exist.

It is only occasionally that someone falls into a dream in the middle of the night, has a meeting with the gods, concludes a fate, and gives birth to a demigod's offspring, which proves the fact that the Storm God Clan still exists in the world.

Rowe didn't bother.

He just looked at the northern polar region, and he could see the bright aurora appearing, and invisible ripples rippling layer upon layer.

Nailed by the Holy Lance, the new rules have already taken root.

And it is still expanding continuously, covering the land that has faded to countless ages of gods. Although it is too early, there is already a trend of covering the whole world.

everything is fine.

Everything was moving forward as Rowe had envisioned when he left.

The god who created the rules on the surface of stars is indeed called "the only one" to a certain extent, and the name "Yahweh" is also well-deserved by accidents.

Staring at him for the last time, Luo Wei withdrew his gaze without any intention of interfering.

He just searched for Skadi's shadow at the end.

The goddess who helped him.

"Sleeping...Have you entered a metamorphosis?" Rowe saw her in the 'Kingdom of Shadows', she was sleeping in the deepest part of the Kingdom of Shadows, sleeping under the protection of Scarha.

Snow Mountain Goddess is undergoing growth and transformation.

Rowe still didn't bother.

He just shook his head, turned around and walked towards the 'Original Supreme Heaven' behind him...

"Huh!? Is that guy's breath?" In the depths of the Kingdom of Shadows, Skaha suddenly opened her eyes, and she stood up abruptly, her slim and graceful figure was slightly taut under the tights, rippling .

There was a hint of surprise on the pretty face with long hair falling down. Although the aura passed away in a flash, she did feel...

"Hundreds of years, did that guy come back?"

"Come back, then we will meet sooner or later."

"This time, in terms of pure martial arts, I will not lose!"

Scathach is eager to try.

And under the polar region and aurora called "Avalon" by later generations, a pair of eyes slowly opened.

"Hey...it's a very familiar smell, is it the original owner here?" In the frivolous words, the person who planted flowers in the expanded space of the Holy Spear was swaying: "But look Get up, he doesn't seem to care about this?"

"The god-king of the storm, the only god, 'Yahweh'."

"But that's good too. I don't want to throw away the parasitic place that I have drifted for hundreds of years and finally got!" The jade-like eyes showed a bit of pride: "But it seems that the next world will become very exciting?"

"Many monsters were startled."

"What do you think? Fufu—"

"Fufu!" The little white beast swayed and huddled by her feet, showing a terrified expression.

Fear, afraid of the existence that appears to return.

At the same time, I am afraid of other beings who react...

As the huge antlers moved deeper below Avalon, Kernunos, the supreme god and horned god in Celtic mythology, opened his eyes.