Endless void.

Here is a thick and indelible darkness, and the light of each plane cannot be seen here. In this darkness, there is only a ray of soft light, which is the only light source here.

The light was faint, gentle and pure, but as long as you look at it from a distance, you can clearly feel a sacred and noble emotion rising from your heart. When you get closer, the light began to appear hot, slivered in strides, and all kinds of colors were there.

In this light belt, without using your ears to listen, a shocking melody will automatically ring in your mind. As time flows, this melody may be exciting, quiet, sublime, or sacred. Each individual melody extracted is enough to be a world-class music in the mortal world.

Continue along the dazzling light belt, slowly, a magnificent palace floating in the void appeared in a magnificent sea of ​​light ahead. At first, it was just a small dot. As the distance approached, the building also grew rapidly. Until the end, the palace occupied the entire field of view of the visitors.

At the gate of the main hall, there is a stone sculpture of a sword holder. The statue is covered with a long cloak. The sword in his hand is standing upright in front of him. The face of the statue is hidden in the hood of the cloak, and only a black ball can be seen.

On the huge base of this statue, there are three strange symbols with characters, any race and any life. Even if you have never seen this symbol, you will definitely recognize it the moment you see it.

Pantheon!

The mysterious building born in the deepest part of the core of the Endless Void Force. No god knows why it appears, no god knows its operating principle, and the vast number of lives in the Endless Plane do not know its existence. Only the darlings of the Plane, those gods who ignited the divine fire, are qualified to arrive here.

This place is the eternal sacred place.

At first, the melody echoed around the Pantheon was soft and quiet, but suddenly, the melody changed and became quiet. In the quiet, jumping notes would appear from time to time, making people feel an indescribable vitality at the first time, and it seemed that the whole person was excited.

At the entrance of the Pantheon, there was an emerald green light flashing, showing a figure. The figure's face was blurry and hidden in a light curtain. A halo of fiery red and emerald green was shrouded around her body. The fiery red is the fire of life, and the emerald green is the source of life. The two are combined in a complex and almost chaotic order.

In the endless void, only life has such a subtle order, and only one god has truly understood the ultimate mystery of life. She is Gracedi, the goddess of life, and the immortal.

Only when the immortals come will the Pantheon deliberately change the melody flowing around as a welcome ceremony.

The light and shadow around the body of the Goddess of Life were very rich, but she could still be seen wearing a simple long skirt. She walked to the statue at the entrance of the Pantheon, bowed to the nameless statue, and then walked into the temple.

There are many seats in the temple, both high and low, and the style is gorgeous and simple. Going up one by one, the higher the seats are, the more refined the seats are. The fewer the number, and in the highest place, there are three huge seats.

The throne on the left is dark, carved with skeletons, roaring demons, flowing blood, erupting volcanoes and mortals who are crying in despair. This is the seat of the Lord of Darkness.

The throne in the middle is decorated with flowers, ivy, lying beasts, or mortals who work hard or enjoy themselves. This is naturally the seat of the goddess of life.

The throne on the right is shrouded in golden light. There are chants in the seat, and the divine power flowers are looming. Because of the rich brilliance, the seat cannot see the specific appearance clearly, which can only make people feel the power and endless glory. This is naturally the position of the Lord of Glory.

These three zodiac signs are the highest currently appearing. But behind the three zodiac signs, there is a cloud of white mist shrouded in it.

The mist looks very thin, but it is isolated from all the divine consciousness detections of gods, and even the immortals cannot see the situation inside clearly.

Through the thin mist, you can vaguely see the appearance of a god throne. The shape of this god throne is very ethereal, not specific, and you cannot see its specific characteristics clearly. Everything is shrouded in the unknown.

No God knows who the master of this zodiac is. He has never appeared, nor has he shown any trace of existence. Only such a strange zodiac stays here for all gods to guess.

At this time, the Pantheon did not have any important decisions, so the temple was empty, and there was no figure except Gracedi, the goddess of life.

Gracedy didn't sit in the seat either. She just leaned on a stone pillar casually, looking at the void in the distance, as if waiting for some god.

I don’t know how long it took, but the music around the Pantheon suddenly became dark and mysterious. In the mystery, there were waves of killing melodies carrying endless depravity and bloody killing. The colorful light belt around the Pantheon suddenly became dark, as if the whole world was trapped in darkness.

This kind of power is possessed by only one god in the endless void, and he is the Lord of Darkness Romirsson.

At some point, a light and shadow flashed in front of the statue at the entrance of the Pantheon, and a figure covered with black smoke appeared out of thin air. He saw the goddess of life at a glance and walked straight over. When he passed by the nameless statue, he just pretended not to see it.

Walking thirty meters away from the goddess of life, Romilson stopped, and a mysterious voice came out: "Grisdy, old friend, I haven't seen you for many years, you still look so beautiful, so beautiful that I can't help but imagine what you look like when you wear a pure black dress."

"It's meaningless to show off your words. I'll ask you to come over and make a contract with you." The voice of the goddess of life sounded as quiet as water, extremely pleasant. If a mortal heard it, it would probably be unforgettable forever.

But this was meaningless to Romilson. He laughed: "Contract? I never made any contract, and I never had any scruples in doing things. You and I were probably asking for trouble for yourself when you made a contract with me."

"Maybe. Or maybe you're scared?"

"I'm afraid? I'm just afraid of myself!" Romirsson roared, and the black mist around him exploded suddenly, rushing to the entire pantheon and also rushed towards Gracedy, but these black mists were blocked by the dazzling light of life three meters away from Gracedy.

Romilson didn't care, and he began to laugh again: "All life fears me. Including you, Gracedy, I can feel the fear in your heart. I want to tell you that all your actions are futile now, and all struggles are just delaying the time when life dies, but in the end, life will die, and you will die."

Gracedy remained indifferent, and there was still no emotion in her voice: "I don't like this meaningless intimidation. Every life will be afraid, but fear is not all bad things. It will give life the courage to resist. I also admit that I am afraid of your power, but I will never retreat. I also know that you are afraid of the master of the mysterious zodiac!"

Gracedy raised her hand and pointed at the thin white mist on the top of the three gods: "I believe you also felt that from ancient times to now, the mist has been dissipating, and it has become clearer and clearer. One day, the mist will completely dissipate. That day, the greatest god in the endless void will come!"

Romirsson was silent, and there was no lie between God and God. The Goddess of Life was telling the truth.

Now, his power is the most powerful among the three immortals. The Lord of Glory and the Goddess of Life joined forces to fight him, but he also had a thorn in his heart, that is the mysterious throne in the Pantheon.

The power around this zodiac is too powerful, including an eternal power, and even he cannot detect the specific situation. Not to mention preventing it from becoming clearer. Because of this, from the ancient century to the present, he has been expanding his power frantically. He wants to become the strongest man in the endless void! He wants to break through the last boundaries and become an existence beyond time and space itself.

Perhaps, the person sitting on the top throne of the gods would be him Romilson!

"I know what you think." Gracedy said with mercy, and she shook her head: "You have been crazy since the day I discovered the mysterious throne. Although I don't know who will become the master of the throne, I know that he will definitely not be you!"

"You fart!" Romilson roared again. This time the black aura around him suddenly exploded, its power ten times that of the previous one. Faced with such a force, Gracedy did not completely block it. She was pushed back by the aura.

"The Endless Void, the Strong One is the King! The Strong Mortals become the King of the Power! The Strong One of the Gods becomes the King of the Gods! My strongest power is the King of Gods, why can't I be me? That god, every god has the chance to sit on, and I have the greatest chance now!" Romirsson yelled loudly, as if the louder his voice was, the more it could indicate the correctness of his words!

Seeing him like this, Gracedy laughed instead: "I feel sad for you, Romilson. Since you say that the strongest people in the Endless Void are kings, why do you say that everyone has a chance? When you are the strongest, use the previous sentence to indulge your evil. When you are not the strongest, use the next sentence to conceal your failure. Although I don't know what the ultimate meaning of the Endless Void is, I know that its essence should not be dark, silent, and chaotic, otherwise, I will not be born. Since I am here, you will never be the strongest, because your power comes from the darkness of the Endless Void, and you are just darkness, and it cannot be the Endless Void! Unless you give up darkness!"

Speaking of this, Gracedy stopped and looked at Romilson quietly. Although she didn't say anything, her meaning was already very obvious: 'If you give up on the darkness, you will be nothing!'

Romilson should have roared angrily, but this time, he didn't. He laughed: "What a goddess of life, she is so sharp-tongued. I can't tell you, you won a step. You want to make a contract with me, right? I agree. What kind of contract you want to make with me? Tell me."

"My followers are in the land of deep red. I want you not to participate in their battles in person. For fairness, I will not take action. Otherwise, my strength may not be as strong as yours, but I will completely join forces with the Lord of Glory. I want to see if we are powerful or you, Romilson, are powerful!" Gracedy leaned against the huge pillar of the Pantheon, her voice was still calm and calm, but her words were filled with a heart-pounding determination.

Now, the natural god system and the Lord of Light are just superficial alliances, with almost no cooperation with each other, and they all fight each other, and they have not exerted the power that the coalition forces should have at all.

If Gracedy is really the power of the two great gods is combined, then the power it exerts will be terrible. Even the Lord of Darkness has to consider this carefully.

Romirsson did not respond to this contract in a hurry. Although he thought that the contract was not strong enough to him and could be broken at any time, he had to consider the consequences after breaking it. Therefore, in fact, this contract is still very binding. The source of binding is the powerful power of the Goddess of Life and the Lord of Glory.

"Grisdy, I have a question that I can't figure it out. If you can explain it to me, I will promise you." Romilson had calmed down. He was an immortal and could control his emotions very perfectly.

"You ask."

"Realistically speaking, you can unite now. Why do you choose the current model? Don't tell me what you are adhering to the principle of the natural deity system. I don't believe in that kind of thing."

The goddess of life was silent for a while and finally sighed: "Because I don't want you to be defeated. Whether it is glory or darkness, there is a meaning in my eyes. Even if I really defeat you, the dark force will soon give birth to a new immortal. The same is true for the Lord of Light. So I chose not to interfere. I will not interfere with the Lord of Light, nor will I interfere with my follower God. Whoever will win and who will fail is determined by time, and it depends on their own efforts. The reason I want to enter this contract with you is because I don't want my followers to participate in a war without any chance of victory and then be sacrificed meaninglessly."

After hearing this excuse, the Lord of Darkness didn't say anything. He just stared at Gracedy. After a while, he spoke: "I want to say that the most powerful ones of the three so-called immortals should be me, but my power is a little uncontrollable. Although the Lord of Light is not as powerful as me, he has a strict power system, so the power that can be truly exerted is not much worse than me. And you, Gracedy, you are the smartest of the three of us."

"Maybe it, maybe it's not. It doesn't make sense." Gracedy said indifferently.

"Haha, do you know? I found that I couldn't tell whether you were telling the truth or the lies." The Lord of Darkness shook his head and sighed: "Your disguise is getting better and better."

"Maybe. I have said everything I should say today. The contract matter should be agreed or not. If you are ready to bear the price, just ignore it. I should leave now."

After saying that, the body of the goddess of life began to fade, and the melody of farewell to the air of the Pantheon was played again.

"Is it because of that human warrior, Grace?" The Lord of Darkness took advantage of the last time to shout.

"He is just one of my followers. I value it very much, but I also value every followers. If you insist on thinking so, then you can do whatever you want." The words of the Goddess of Life were sent back, and then her body disappeared. There was no abnormality in the entire reaction process, and there was no flaw in sight.

"A smart goddess is difficult to deal with!" Romilson sighed. He was most afraid of dealing with Gracedy because as he said, he really couldn't tell whether what she said was true or false, and he might suffer if he was not careful.

Over the years, he has been successfully plotted against by the Goddess of Life several times, and the Lord of Glory has not even had it once.

‘I am afraid that I can’t interfere in the matter of Crimson Land. Gracedy values ​​the most important contract. Since she said it was a contract, it should be the truth.’ He didn’t want to face the collaboration between Lord of Glory and Goddess of Life for the time being.

As for the human warrior, it was indeed a bit special, but Romilson actually didn't feel much disgusted.

The other party's actions are limited to one or two planes, and the planes he conquered has tens of thousands. Such a small loss is not worth keeping in his heart. He just occasionally thinks about it, he will arrange some trouble for the other party, but this trouble is just to have some fun for himself.

You know, after conquering so many planes for such a long time, almost all of them were victorious, and he was almost numb. Now that such an exception has come, he feels very interesting, and he doesn't want to kill this interesting bug in one go.

"Forget it, let's play with the Crimson Land, (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!