These big shots are actually me

For the sake of the goddesses, the king is ready to completely eliminate the concept of himself from the lives of the goddesses.

This is undoubtedly the biggest betrayal for the goddess.

But even so, the king will still be the king.

The King is still above all else, but everything else will undergo drastic changes because of this.

Because of the king's betrayal, the goddesses' original bottom line and hesitation will be completely abandoned.

In the future that two generations of prophets could see.

The goddesses at this moment will destroy the original return ceremony, and then, a war far crazier than that of the Gods will once again sweep the entire world.

The madness of the Age of Gods came from greed and revenge, but this time it will come from love and curse.

The goddesses will start fighting for the king and constantly try to completely kill other goddesses except themselves!

Therefore, both Sanchez and Buffy Morse received such a prophecy.

Because in their personalities, the future they can see and the knowledge they can obtain are all "lies" that have been set long ago - that is, the original has long been killed in the battle of blasphemy!

This point, even before the Blasphemy War began, was engraved on all the logic and rules of this world.

Anyone, anything, no matter what method is used to verify or argue.

I can only get this answer.

The original is dead.

Therefore, the goddesses can successfully prevent the return of the original, because no matter how great the existence is, it should be a dead person who is powerless to everything at this moment.

At this moment, He didn't even have the concept of resisting or stopping.

But in fact, the original is not dead.

In other words, there was no concept of death at all in the original world!

This is the world of original creation, everything in this world, whether it is humans, elves, orcs or plants, the earth, the air or even endless supernatural powers.

All this comes from the original.

Whether it is a powerful eldest son, a perfect ancient dragon, or a mortal full of variables.

They and the limits of what they can achieve have long been determined.

Then this upper limit can never exceed the original.

Because everything they have comes from the original gift.

It's like dividing an infinite cake into countless pieces. These divided cakes may be larger or smaller, but one thing is absolutely certain.

That means none of them can be bigger than the original cake!

What's more, this cake is still infinitely large?

And the reason why the Blasphemy War was won was just because Mozo wanted to win.

No Mozo Crane, no original eldest son.

Then no matter how hard the creatures in this world try, they cannot resist the original decision.

It is even impossible to stand in front of the original and say no loudly to Him.

Just like in the future seen by the two prophets, the original at this moment should not even have the concept of stopping it.

Without that stranger, the world is destined to be destroyed in the silence of all living beings.

It is precisely because the original eldest son hopes that this wonderful world can continue to exist.

That's why the original creators tried their best to preserve this world.

The Destroyer that followed also gave people the heart to resist and the possibility of success.

Therefore, among the prophet's predictions, the one involving the original was completely wrong.

It is an iron rule that the predictions of prophets should definitely come true, but this iron rule does not apply to its makers.

Under Mozo's gaze, the goddesses' devastating combos completely stopped!

Sound, power, molecular disturbance, even thinking, time, space, all the verb momentum that Mozo could think of were completely stagnant at this moment!

But he didn't, he could still see everything, he could still move at will, and he could still think smoothly.

The answer is actually obvious.

Isn't it?

In the complete stillness of all things.

Mozuo also finally saw the second momentum - in the pillar of light that soared into the sky.

A tall figure is gradually solidifying.

The next moment, she came out.

The true master of this world, the only true God of this world.

The One who unites all, Father of all, Creator, Mother, Lord, God above God—Prime.

She has many honorifics, and almost every independent race and even clan has its own honorific for her.

But one thing is consistent.

She is nobler than any existence, greater than any existence, and more beautiful than any existence.

Regarding her nobility and greatness, Mozo felt that he did not need to go into details, because just being the creator of the world was enough to explain everything.

As for her beauty, Mozuo also sadly discovered that he, who had thought he was well-read in poetry many times, was at a loss for words in front of this ultimate beauty.

The most beautiful woman under the stars?

This was the only description that Mo Zuo could think of, but he was immediately shaken in denial.

After all, the starry sky above her head is her creation.

The range under the starry sky is far from the limit of her appearance.

Even the goddesses who were originally extremely beautiful were dwarfed in front of her.

In other words, the reason why the goddesses are so beautiful and in line with human aesthetics is just because they are moving towards their highest position?

Therefore, the orc goddess Leia is completely in line with human cognition?

Mozo felt like he had found the answer to a question that had troubled him in the past.

In this still world, as soon as she came out, she walked towards Mo Zuo with a smile on her lips.

As she approached, Mo Zuo's long-dead heart began to beat again, the dried blood flowed again, and the colorful world reappeared in front of his eyes.

He was finally able to truly see and feel everything on his own.

Instead of relying on the boring narration of the unknown book as before.

After glancing at his hands that had regained their blood color, Mo Zuo also smiled, caressed his chest and leaned towards her in front of him, saying:

"Thank you for your gift!"

After countless generations, she finally stood on the world again with her true self. She tilted her head slightly and smiled at Mo Zuo:

"Kind foreigner, compared to your help to me, this is just a small thank you!"

Then, with the corner of her mouth raised high, she told Mo Zuo a sentence that she had been enduring for countless years, or a trap:

"So, what do you want?"

Yes, that's what she wants most.

Because she knew what he would ask of her after so many years of arrangement and guidance!

And that's exactly what she wants!

Let the goddesses forget him, let the world forget him, let yourself correct the world, let yourself eliminate everything about him in this world!

This is his request and her expectation.

By then, I will be different from my stupid and hesitant self.

It is also more different from the reckless and incompetent self.

She would have him perfectly.

Just like the beginning of everything.

The only person he can rely on is himself, and they can play in this garden carefully arranged by himself and him at any time.

This is something I never got even in the beginning.

At that time, although he also had this beautiful garden and him, things other than himself slowly appeared in his eyes.

Presumably it was at that moment that the reckless and incompetent me who was supposed to appear last would abnormally wake up before her.

But that doesn't matter now. What matters is that this will be entirely of his own free will!

This is something that both the reckless self and the stupid self could never do.

It just means that maybe at that time he would feel sad because he saw the familiar scenery in the garden, but it didn't matter, she would stay with him and comfort him.

Then bring the relationship closer to each other.

Make it even better than it was at the beginning!

Yes, everything is so perfect, all he needs now is a small request.

Faced with this problem, Mozo also changed his posture to kneeling on one knee, lowered his head and said:

"I want to know everything you've hidden from me."

The perfect plan turned into an unexpected problem.

The luck that only belongs to mortals finally favored the poor mortals.

Her smile froze slightly, but it was still full of spring breeze, and perfectly tinged with a hint of doubt:

"You want to know what I'm hiding from you?"

"Yes, I just want to know this."

"But, this is a very precious opportunity! Do you really just want to ask this question that makes no sense at all? Don't you really think about something else? For example, some questions between them and you?"

As she spoke, she showed Mozo the goddesses beside her.

Looking at the goddesses with different expressions but all struggling towards the brilliant beam of light.

Mozo smiled.

He stood up and faced her and said:

"Yes, that's all I want to know."

The answer has long been determined, but there are still many things hidden behind the mists of history.

Mozo couldn't see these things, but she must know them all.

He looked at Mozo who was smiling at him.

The slightly confused smile on his face slowly turned into calmness, and finally turned into teasing and ridicule.

She sat back lightly, and a gorgeous throne that far exceeded the imagination of human craftsmen appeared out of thin air behind her.

"How stupid. You don't know what you're missing, but now. I'll let you know."

The moment she spoke, the entire sky in the world turned into a twisted, deformed abyss. There is endless malice lurking within it.

With just a small command, the world will completely return to its original state - nothingness!

In the face of such power, whether it was the Great War of the Gods or the recent return of the evil god, they all seemed so insignificant.

But he didn't wait for her to continue.

Mo Zuo shook his head and said:

"You are neither creation nor destruction. Although I still don't know what to call you now, but you don't have to pretend."

After hearing these words, the teasing and sarcasm on her face disappeared instantly, and the twisted abyss sky also disappeared immediately.

She looked at Mo Zuo helplessly and sadly for a long time.

Only then did he sigh and move to his side, patting the vacated space in front of Mo Zuo and gesturing for him to sit down.