And the moment the man made his decision, the sky and the earth fell into ignorance.

In the dark chaos, the crystal wall light film of the Grantia world instantly dimmed, and the undulating light solidified in place like frozen sea water. The bottomless darkness also invaded every corner of the world in a blink of an eye, causing the atmosphere, all things and even time and space to condense and sink into silence.

In the void, the wave of nothingness that cannot be described in words is spreading rapidly towards the world of Grantia. Loss of fire, light, and everything should not exist. It is part of them. This is the cycle of the multiverse. The death and rebirth of the world will repeat in order and chaos, and rotate in flames and nothingness.

However, there was another layer of light that blocked them all.

Layers and layers of huge sacred magic arrays composed of countless complex patterns, gears and runes enveloped the completely extinguished world of Granthia. Its existence is so huge that no matter how you use any observation method, you can only see part of it. This huge enough to cover the entire world and remain silent for thousands of years. The magic array left by sages was finally activated because of the nirvana of a world. It operates in an orderly manner, taking all the worlds under it into its pocket and dominating every corner of it.

And now the center of the world.

Joshua, holding the initial fire.

In the darkness, everything stopped, and only the place where the flames shine with breathing sounds were rising and falling. The warrior made the decision resolutely under the cold surroundings of this darkness.

The choice between the world of Granthia and the world of Mycrov, Joshua didn't take time to choose. This was not coldness or ruthless, but everything should be like this. He came to save the continent of Mycrov, so how could he make another decision?

As for the world of Grantia.

This is a civilization that reproduces from the descendants of 103,000 sinners. In this world, there are heroes with courage and equally cowardly betrayers. Just like other worlds, all kinds of people and things emerge in all kinds of people and things.

It is not because it originated from the betrayer, so he chose to give up. The warriors scoffed at the view that the descendants of the sinner are still sinners. If the descendants of the betrayer are willing to take up the sword and wash away the shame of their blood and ancestors' cowardice, then why not give them this opportunity? The reason why Joshua knew all this was that he still made this choice because he knew clearly what his goal was, so he felt a pity in his heart, but no guilt.

Since the rebirth of a world requires the extinction of a world, then that's it.

Whether arrogant or not, I choose to bear everything and am willing to bear everything.

Let it all end.

Holding Joshua in his hand, a little fire as heavy as a world, rose a little Mars as the warrior's heart. With the light of this Mars, countless light golden lights suddenly lit up in the darkness that filled the entire continent. The light was dotted like stars, they flashed with confusing and magnificent colors, and then gathered together, rushing towards the flames in the warrior's hands like a tsunami.

The souls of all living beings rushed towards the small flames like silent tides. Along with this endless tide of light, four different colors of light sped over from outside the world, rushed towards Joshua and sank into his body.

White means that the light of fire is the origin of all existence.

Silver means order, the end of the judgment of sin and evil.

Colorless means nothingness, and also means the beginning, mastering the key to rebirth and destruction.

Cyan means unburned fire, the source of possibility, and also hope that has not yet happened.

And in the end, there is a hot, warm fire.

Surrounded by countless light golden soul lights, the initial fire did not burn nor was it submerged by them. This ball of indescribable, unobservable, and impossible to determine anything except existence, led Joshua to slowly rise. It broke through the darkness, silence, and then merged with the sacred formation that enveloped the entire world.

The next moment.

In the multiverse, most of the civilizations that can observe voids will be shocked to discover a fact.

That is, above the endless sea of ​​stars, there is a golden-red galaxy spanning the extremely long void, connecting the two dim stars at the other end of the sea of ​​stars.

The same is true for the continent of Mycrov.

In the boundless heaven, the sleeping gods opened their eyes.

On the holy mountain of the distant sea, there was a white-haired pope staring at the starry sky, his heart was in great excitement. In the center of the Eternal Lake, two elves stroked the seeds of the World Tree that seemed to be sprouting, and then looked up in confusion.

In the dry and hot desert, the high priest was teaching the children that the middle-aged man who had just succeeded pointed to the starry sky and patiently described the meaning of each star, but the red galaxy disrupted his entire steps. The wandering knight who was wandering between the wasteland and the cities also looked at this scene thoughtfully, expressing an inaudible feeling.

Among the mountains and under the earth, in the deep sea of ​​fishmen tribes and the ancient race remains living in the deep abyss, there were strong men who raised their heads and looked up at the sky. The swordsman carrying the holy swords and the mage living in the Tower of Guantian were shocked by this scene. Among the countries, kings and emperors all moved all their itineraries and plans, and instead stared at Gaotian.

“That’s…”

"That's the fire, with the soul."

The Dragon Winged Girl muttered to herself in a slight and unpredictable way, and the Pope heard it. Eagle answered the other party's questions, then looked at the inheritor with pity and fainted. He already knew what choice the warrior at the other end of time and space made in the end.

A heavy, arrogant choice that carries the lives and souls of billions of people.

This decision was not dared to make by Akhar Aliyev, the founding emperor of the Central Empire, and Cynthia Morningstar, the star saint, and even the sage, the sage who made all this did not decisively decide the final outcome without authorization, but left everything to future generations irresponsibly.

They all hesitated.

And Joshua didn't.

The galaxy was speeding, sailing in the void at a speed like thinking. The red flames dragged out a long belt of light in the multiverse, allowing countless worlds to appreciate this magnificent scene, even the light and fog brought by the great demon tide could not match.

Just between this fire, the man who was controlling the sailing of the galaxy saw the past and future that he should have been destined to be.

Joshua van Radcliffe, the turning point of this man's fate was that in the cold winter of Star Descent 831, his father, who had inherited his inheritance, died in the sealed land. He knew nothing about him, and could only drag his serious injury caused by the war, and return to Moldaweiya alone. The man burned his anger, fought against the invasion of the dark tide and the attack of the betrayer. After hard battles, he finally took back his territory with the remaining family knights.

The originally cheerful man became cold and silent because of the passing of his father and the old housekeeper. His uncle's betrayal increased his vigilance. In the summer a year later, Joshua, in destiny, finally got a vague inheritance in the family cemetery and broke through the golden realm.

Then, the man who held a giant black axe and killed several golden monsters, and even the mountains they lived in destroyed the reputation of the man who became famous. The name of "Jothia, the Mountain Destroyer" spread throughout the surrounding territory, and the Moldavian territory began to develop rapidly, but the next one was the disaster of the Crazy Dragon.

This was another arduous battle. Faced with the entire army of mad dragons led by the White Dragon Nest, even the four northern leaders joined forces to resist, they were almost powerless to resist. The only way was to forcibly break through the Dragon Nest and kill the two leaders of the head Bailong. The man who had been trained by countless gods naturally did not allow the leader of the raid team. After a bitter battle that could almost be said to be paving the way with flesh and blood, they finally defeated the enemy and quelled the dragon disaster.

But almost most of the territory was destroyed, and the family's hundreds of years of operation were almost destroyed back to its original form.

The man who was covered in scars and was confused and at a loss, thus ushered in the tide of demons in the gradually restored ruins.

He broke through the extreme intention, the pope abdicated, and pioneered the era, the central black forest turmoil, the emperor's death, and the imperial civil war, as if it was fate. Every time the era changes, men will usher in an extremely cruel battle and battle, with cultists, with the extreme intention monsters, with the rebels and the Central Army, and he defeated the powerful enemies again and again and again, and won the victory in blood.

The battle did not destroy him, but the continuous hardships and gradually expanding secret injuries finally destroyed him, and he devoted his life and soul again and again to make the warrior's lifespan not much.

Before he was dying, he stared at the inheritance bead that had just lit up slightly but had no reaction, and then gave his own divine machine butler a complicated smile.

"The Radcliffe family has burned out."

He said softly in a hoarse voice: "Look for the next successor."

A few days later, in the northern part of the empire, the news that the contemporary head of the Radcliff family, "Jothia, the Fire Ashes", was looking for the person who inherited the "Inheritance and Inheritance" spread throughout the empire.

Everything should be like this.

Holding the dragon hunting sword and gun in his hand tightly, the warrior closed his eyes, and opening his eyes again was another illusion.

The dragon-winged girl who fled everywhere in the end of the world finally reached the point where she had no way to escape. Facing the endless army of undead, a trace of enlightenment finally arose in her heart.

What's the use of continuing like this? Death cannot be avoided. Even if you continue to escape by relying on the robe this time, waiting for your life to be exhausted, you will still turn into a dead soul.

But what is the meaning of such a life? Nothing has changed, nothing has been done, and simply escaping is just a waste of time left to yourself.

Therefore, the enlightened girl took out all the seeds of holy stones on her body and put the largest "fireworks" in this world. The price was that it was razed to the ground within a radius of several kilometers, and the ground collapsed for dozens of meters. The girl herself was thrown away by the aftermath of the explosion. Although she was protected by the robe, she was still unconscious.

People from the four holy cities discovered the unconscious girl. She was hunted by the dead shadow and was very well-known among the survivors. The girl was received by the city lord. She was an old man who was transformed by machines and magic devices. From his mouth, the girl learned about the difficulties of the four holy cities now.

There are countless scenes of heroic spirits in the tomb of the Saint. If these unhatched heroic spirits are helped, even the endless army of dead shadows can withstand for a long time. During this period, they can send elite teams to the Gaital Plateau to destroy the origin of the deceased shadows.

"But, it takes too much energy to awaken these sleeping heroes."

The old man sighed so much that even if the terrifying energy demand was squeezed dry, he would not be able to gather all of them. If that was enough to make the survivors despair.

"Energy?" The girl with a strange expression touched her strange robe that she had never felt worried about because of energy, and said softly: "I have something here."

So, a few days later, the army of heroes and the army of dead shadows launched the first frontal war in 27 years in the wasteland under the Gaital Plateau, and the dragon-winged girl also unexpectedly met the emperor a thousand years ago.

"That's the teacher's robe..."

Looking at the girl who was seventy or eighty-eight times similar to the Star Saint in front of her, she didn't know whether it was fate or by chance. The old knight put down the spear in his hand and no longer had the desire to fight. With a faint loneliness, the old man told the girl a warm story from a thousand years ago and the cruel truth behind all facts.

And perhaps some mistakes have happened, such as everything that is too heavy is unbelievable and undecided. In short, at the end of the story, the world is still not redeemed.

Hundreds of thousands of survivors live in the dim light of the initial fire, waiting patiently for the future. "Some people" in their destiny come and give them a thousand years of redemption.

Everything should be like this.

Joshua opened his eyes.

He has arrived in the world of Mycrov.

The flames, carrying endless streams of golden light, poured into the world. The extremely sacred magic array spread and merged into the surface of the world that released a slight light. The warrior knew that all this was over. All souls of a world for thousands of years would be completely integrated into the gradually dead continent of Mycrov and become part of its life cycle. The original 100,300 sinner souls will be combined with the flames burned from a world and sank into the deepest fusion core in the continent, extending its life.

It can be seen that Mycrov's light film gradually changed from dull to bright. It can be seen that the surface of the world, which was originally full of cracks, began to heal every wound quickly.

With the extinction of one star, another dull star returned to its former glory.

In this silence, the world that was originally on the verge of death has recovered its vitality and can last for thousands of years.

Joshua watched all this, his heart calmed down without any slight turmoil.

At this moment, there was a voice whispering something to the man who had changed everything.

The warrior replied indifferently: "Enough."

He seemed to be talking to himself, or communicating with someone, and he shook his head and said, "It's all over."

"The number of 100,300 is an imaginary number, but there is no cowardly person who is still alive and the betrayer has paid the price. Then the person who is still alive should continue to live."

"I fulfilled my promise and should fulfill another one now."

There was still a trace of extremely weak flames in Joshua's hands, and it seemed that the flames would be extinguished immediately. There seemed to be thousands of people sleeping in it. He whispered: "I said, I can't sit idly, and I can't help you... This is my promise."

He suddenly laughed: "And you will help me, right? Sage?"

"certainly."

An existence that is fused by four colors of light, calmly said in a voice that only Joshua could hear, "Since this is your choice."

"Then of course I will help you, my successor."

So, the strong men on the Mycrov Continent saw another scene.

Shortly after the flame galaxy disappeared, another red light lit up above the sky.
To be continued...