The First Law God Black History Handbook

The "Judger" who was completely out of control, and the sharp weapon suddenly inserted into the chest, all these made the Lord God of Light astonished and shocked.He turned around and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar god, with anger on his brows: "...it's you!"

"It's me." The God of Space hidden in the space changed from a virtual reality to a real one, standing in front of the God of Light, "It's really...Feng Shui turns, my beloved God of Light."

The face of the other party appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and it was a familiar face that the gods could never forget.

"Cesidil!"

The gods who were still unconscious almost forgot to breathe when they heard this name.

The God of Darkness Cesidil, even though they had never faced this new God of Darkness, the power and camp represented by this god made them terrified.

No one is not surprised, not afraid.Even Legston was shocked on the spot by such a sudden change.

Only Thrander.

He still stood quietly at the same spot, holding the judge in his hand, and looked at the Lord God of Light indifferently.

The judge in his hand, who did not know when, had a slight fluctuation of divine power again, and at this moment, it even made a jaw-dropping buzzing sound.

It is excited, in anticipation.

The God of Light knows what it is excited about and what it is looking forward to. The judge who has worked hard for endless years, finally chose the destined master, and turned his spearhead, preparing to take his life.

Not reconciled.

Obviously he was born in the initial chaos, obviously he accompanied God the Father to create all races and lives, and it is obviously the "Spear of Judgment" that he most desires to have the power of judgment!

Why did everyone choose him?A mortal who doesn't know what faith and awe are!

Adithonus' lips trembled, wanting to question.Too much unwillingness and despair caused his divine power to burst out from his body continuously, and the inferior gods and inferior gods in the temple were swallowed and crushed by his divine power, and disappeared into the world.More and more people and things are affected by him, and it is difficult to escape.

Thrander stood there unmoved, with coldness in his compassionate eyes.

False compassion.

This was the only impression of Thrander left in Adithonus' mind.

Thrander saw through his thoughts, but did not have any emotional fluctuations.At this time, the Lord God of Light and him were translocated, and it should have looked like this.That's exactly what he wanted to see.

But it was obvious that the Lord God of Light did not want to do what Thrander wanted.

The corners of his lips gradually curled into a deep smile, and the madness in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Look behind you, Thurander. Tens of millions of times, do you really think that I am so stupid and not prepared? I know that the lofty Father God is protecting you, and I am destined to be unable to defeat you I am not reconciled, I can die, but it is definitely not a meaningless death."

The Lord God of Light looked at Thrander and said word by word, "Of course I can die, but before that, I want to see you in a thousand times more pain than me!"

The myth of the Lord of Light fell, and the staff of Light in his hand took shape in the light and shadow, and the majestic light divine power gathered into a huge magic circle, covering the entire temple.

Thrander's heart sank, and an indescribable sadness and ominousness pervaded his chest.

The judge subconsciously protected his master, and Thrander watched the divine power of the God of Light destroy the hall unscathed, tearing apart all relevant and irrelevant lives present.

Until those powers gathered in front of Legston, and were blocked by the silver power gushing out of him.In the next second, the divine power of light turned to the goddess of the earth and threw her into the air.

Thrander watched helplessly as Legston flew to catch the Earth Goddess with all his strength, and pulled him into his arms.

Cesidil, who had already moved to Thrander's side, also watched this scene, with surprise and doubt gradually passing through his eyes.

"Thrander, do you really understand what judgment and judgment are?" The Lord God of Light laughed, releasing his divine power in the ever-collapsing temple, "You, with a mortal body, want to judge and kill a Lord God , do you really understand the price that needs to be paid?"

A voice full of malice and pleasure echoed in Thrander's ears. With a sullen face, he slowly held the judge with clear and firm eyes.

"I know."

Light and shadow flow, time and space are reversed, all real and illusory, tangible and intangible, all disappear and rebuild before their eyes, rebuild and collapse, and what is left in the end is the only core of time and space - the origin of balance.

Thrander raised his eyes and looked at the Lord God of Light who was shining brightly like the sun, and his voice was neither sad nor happy: "Adithonos, it is you who really don't understand."

His lips and petals were closed, and an ancient and solemn mantra overflowed from his lips: "I believe in light, and I also believe in darkness..."

"I am in awe of life, and I also look forward to death..."

"I came from Chaos, and I will return to Chaos..."

The mantra is echoing, the soul is trembling.The collapsed temple became still and peaceful under the spell.

"I embrace the light and carry the darkness;

I walked through the day and through the night;

I believe in everything and deny everything;

Life is a passer-by, and heaven and earth are passers-by;

Goodwill is faith, evil is faith..."

More spells poured out, and the silver divine power gathered towards Thrander from the turbulence of time and space.The lost life wakes up and cries under the spell.

"Gods, demons;

light, darkness;

good, evil;

I carry and watch..."

The souls that spread to no end, those who have recently disappeared, or those that have been annihilated thousands of years ago, the good, the evil, the beautiful, the ugly, all of them, come one by one.

"No faith, no need for faith.

No distinction, no need to distinguish. "

The last spell fell, and the mortal standing in the center of the hall finally let go of the judge who had been holding him.

"Because of them, there is no difference."

A voice that seemed pity but was actually cold came out of Thrander's mouth, like a grand trial of the gods.

"Adithonus, you never let go, and you will never understand."

After Thrander finished speaking the last sentence, the judge immediately stabbed at the dazed main god.

... everything ends, everything begins.

Thrander slowly closed his eyes, and his consciousness became empty and chaotic in the turbulent flow of time and space that was constantly lengthening and shortening.

But the next moment, he opened his eyes in astonishment.

——What is the price of killing a main god?

As far as the main god is concerned, it is a curse of the soul that is difficult to break in eternal life.As far as ordinary people are concerned, it completely disappears between heaven and earth.

Even God the Father, who created everything, could not reverse the ending and fate of the Godslayer.

To disappear is to disappear, and to never reappear is the end.

Thrander stared at the three people who were near and far in time and space, his vision became blurred and empty.

When he really came back to his senses, his body had already reacted first, controlling the terrifying power that shook the world in time.

The Goddess of the Earth caught Legston who had been knocked back, and Thrander protected the fallen Cesidil.The Lord God of Light dissipated in the light, and before he died, he cursed the godslayer madly and angrily——

God forsaken.

Anyone who kills the gods will be rejected by the gods, reviled by all things, and all evil will be added to him.

"Abandoned by God..." Thrander held the judge's hand and trembled slightly. He was cursed by his soul. His soul would never die. The curse would never end. He would live forever.

He should have endured all this...

Thrander had an uncontrollable dull pain in his heart, his lips trembled, and he wanted to say something to comfort him, but he couldn't find the words again and again.

It was Cecil Dill who spoke first, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect it to be this curse...it's okay."

fine?Thrander looked at the familiar face in his arms, his vision blurred for a moment.Then he laughed suddenly, and said softly, "Yes...it's okay."

If the divine power disappears and the gods reject it, then just be an ordinary person.

All things are reviled, and all kinds of evil are added to your body, then be my student again and let me protect you.

Thrander lowered his eyes to calm his mind, protected the extremely weak Cesidil with his own divine power, and then looked up at Legston and the goddess of the earth not far away.

The two noticed his gaze and looked at him together.

In the ruins of the temple that had calmed down, swords were on the verge of breaking out again.

"You can't touch him." The goddess of the earth protected Legston, looking at him warily.

For a moment, Thrander had the illusion that he was forcibly tearing down the marriage.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but the breath in his chest prevented him from saying anything.

After a long while, Thrander lowered his eyes and said softly, "He is Legston, not Horace. Ototesia, you should see clearly."

The Goddess of the Earth sneered and said, "He is Heres, the ancient god of war, Heres! It is you who should see clearly." The Goddess of the Earth looked sideways at Legston, grabbed his palm and said, "Just now he was so desperate Save me, did you see? He calls me Nia, he is my husband!"

Thurander: "..."

Cecil Dill said weakly: "Sure enough."

Although there were only two words, Thrander understood what he meant.When they sealed the godhead of the god of war Heris into Legston's body, they had guessed the intention of the goddess of the earth.From the looks of it now, she wanted to use Legston's opportunity to revive Horace from the very beginning.

"So, what about you?" Thrander looked at Legston, who was seriously injured, and asked him softly, "Who are you now? Who do you want to go with?"

Legston looked at Thrander calmly, his gaze was as deep as the deep sea, and as cold as severe winter.

"What do you think? What kind of answer do you want?" The other party asked back, "At the moment when Adithonos was dying to fight back, these two people stood in front of you at the same time, but you The one holding him now is him."

No matter the eyes or tone of the other party, they are all calm.This made Thurander understand that Legston was not the person occupying the body at this time.

Since it wasn't Legston, where did Legston go?Should I stay in the depths of this body's consciousness, or...

Thrander heard the sound of his own heart beating wildly, and thought to himself: No, Legston will be fine.

He will not.

With his own absolute guardian, how could something happen to him?

Thrander tried his best to suppress the feeling of palpitations. Apart from being slightly pale, there was no other abnormality on his face.

His voice is also calm and clear: "I am the god of inspiration, and I can help you."

"Help me?" The other party's final voice was raised slightly, as if questioning, but also as if disdainful, "I don't need any help. It is you who needs help."

"Leggston" stood up from the ground and walked towards Thrander.The goddess of the earth followed with a complex expression.

"Did you feel it? The person in your arms has become an outcast in this world from the moment Arditonos disappeared. You hold him, but you feel trembling and fear, disgust and nausea. It won't take long , you will no longer be able to bear such an existence, and even destroy him yourself."

"Leggston" squatted down halfway, staring directly at Thrander, showing his only smile so far.

A chilling smile.

"Give up the god position for him and become a mortal. You will lose your power of creation, and you will never have a chance to separate me from Aruman. Or..." "Leggston" smiled, without a trace of warmth, " You accepted the last inheritance of the god position, became the Supreme God, created a new body for me, and completely separated Aruman from me. And your good student, Cesidil, the God of Darkness..."

"He will fall into darkness forever, and all evil will come to him. No one will help him, no one will pity him, and no one will come near him. He is a rat in the gutter, a maggot in the dark, a rotten stench."

"When you let me choose, why don't you make a choice first?"

The handsome God of Battle propped his hands on the ground, sat down on the ground, and looked at the God of Inspiration with a calm face but a slight trembling body.

He seemed to be happy to see Thrander in pain.

While this made the goddess of the earth feel unbelievable, she also felt an unspeakable sense of uneasiness.

Cecil Dill no longer has enough energy to support himself.He slowly closed his eyes, holding on to the last of his strength, and said with a wry smile: "Leggston... What the teacher called at the time was, Legston."

Although the voice is soft, the articulation is extremely accurate and clear.The expressions of the three gods who heard this sentence changed slightly.

This was something Thrander himself didn't realize.

When he saw the two people he cared about the most appeared in front of the Lord God of Light, Thrander subconsciously shouted something.He didn't hear his own voice, he didn't know what was in his mind at that moment, what came up, he only knew that when his consciousness returned, he subconsciously caught Cesidil who was closest to him.

The facial muscles of "Leggston" twisted slightly, as if struggling against something.His gaze changed several times, and finally returned to calm a little bit.

"choose."

Two short and heavy words were squeezed out from the other party's throat. The other party lowered his head, his expression hidden in the shadow that could not be seen by sight.

Time passed slowly, and Thrander remained silent.

There are countless ghosts floating back and forth in the ruins, and they maintain a peaceful and tense atmosphere around them.

After a long time, a voice of refusal emerged from Thrander's lips, hoarse and restrained: "No... I won't make such a choice, because it's unnecessary." He slowly raised his eyes, the blue eyes deep There is an extremely firm color everywhere, "I will completely drive you out of his body before all the evils come to me."

The God of Battle suddenly raised his head and looked at Thrander in astonishment.

Then he laughed.

"I can also make your Aruman disappear completely before you expel me."

"Then your Nia will not even want to live!"

The tit-for-tat dispute came to an abrupt end, the two looked at each other, and then spoke at the same time.

"I want to see him."

"I won't let you see him."

The cold breath spread, and Thrander could hardly suppress his negative emotions.

"Do you love him?"

Suddenly, the God of Battle asked.

Thrander subconsciously froze.

"You're so smart, don't you know why he rushed up?" The God of Battle sneered, and at the same time stretched out a hand to hold the hand of the Earth Goddess beside him.

The Goddess of the Earth clasped her hands back in ecstasy and held on tightly.

For a moment, Thrander felt that this scene was extremely glaring, causing his pupils to ache and his heart to churn.

"The use from the beginning to the end, and the ruthless betrayal at the banquet, Thrand, the god of inspiration, what qualifications do you think you have for him to persevere for you?" The god of battle said coldly, "He doesn't want to wake up at all. .”

Thrander's expression finally changed, and his voice trembled uncontrollably.

"...No betrayal." Thrander said softly, "I don't believe he can't feel...the absolute protection I left behind, I don't want anything to happen to him...he knows."

"He doesn't know." The God of Battle interrupted him, "A young man blinded by love, what can he perceive?"

These words completely crushed Thrander's rationality.The feeling of fear swept over him, making his breathing become short of breath.

"it is good."

The God of Battle, who wanted to see how Thrander would react, froze for a moment, unable to comprehend the meaning of the word "good".

Thrander said softly, "He doesn't want to wake up, I won't force him. Now, the transaction is terminated."

The God of Battle was stunned, and immediately asked, "What are you going to do?"

Thurander lowered his eyes and said, "All of this was supposed to be borne by me alone. Neither Legston nor Sisi, I never thought of letting them be affected."

God of Battle: "..."

"The reason why the curse of the soul cannot be solved is because no god will send good blessings to the godslayer before death." Thrander looked down at Cecil Dill and sighed, "But I can."

The Earth Goddess asked in surprise, "What do you mean?"

Thrander didn't answer her.He glanced at the familiar yet unfamiliar God of Battle again, leaned over and hugged Cecil Dier.

At the moment when the plan was established, Thrander never thought of getting out unscathed.The current situation is no better than the ending he planned.

even more tragic.

The once bustling temple has finally become a meaningless ruin.Those gods who used to be high above have become ghosts of the past one by one.

The light is still there, and the darkness is also there, and what has changed is only those stupid beings who think they can control everything.

There are shining godheads everywhere.

It is these seemingly beautiful little things that fuel the desires of countless gods, make them lose their minds, and use everything in the world as chess pieces to play with in their palms.

Godhead is faith, strong faith, strong godhead, strong godhead, strong divine power.

So there have been wars again and again, and people have been killed again and again, and batch after batch of believers have been continuously derived.

Isn't it funny?

The so-called "gods of light" are the source of all suffering.

Thrander closed his eyes, and the judge was held in his hand, as if it was worth a thousand dollars.

He wants to end it all...

End it all...

The silent thoughts in the heart were transmitted to the judge exactly, and the light of the judge became more and more intense and hotter.

When the judge automatically suspended in the air and turned into a flame that seemed to be able to melt everything in the world, those godheads that radiated beautiful light began to fly towards it and fall into its embrace.

Everything will eventually end.

"Hello." In the flames that filled the sky, the God of Battle walked to Thrander's side and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, while the Goddess of Earth stood half a step behind him.

"Your love has woken up alone."

"Or, your little lover has been awake all the time." The God of Battle smiled, "I lied to you before."

Thrander: "..." In the flames that almost burned the God Realm, Thrander narrowed his eyes with a murderous look.

So everything ends; everything begins.

It's just one cycle.

The author has something to say: Postscript:

The godheads of the gods merged into one place and became the pillar of light and the pillar of darkness, one atop the light god realm and the other supporting the dark demon realm; the human realm was maintained by the judges. Since then, the three realms have been stabilized, and the mainland has entered a period of real stability.

From then on, there will be no intervention and interference from the two worlds of gods and demons in the changes of the human world.

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Author says:

The only Western fantasy novel is finally over.There is almost no satisfaction, but no energy to improve and refine. There must be some unwillingness and sadness...

I hope that I will have the opportunity to rewrite this book in my lifetime.

I hope that I can have a day when I can sit down and write and revise quietly without running around for life.

Amen.