The God of Heavenly Scourge had finally met his end.
Lin Feng expended a tiny little bit of effort to reflect the world of Austin Griffin's first life on the Creator Continent from the river of time.
For Lin Feng, reflecting non-gods was easy. Although there were a few god-level beings on the Creator Continent in that first life, which required some of Lin Feng's own origin to compensate for.
But this was a price Lin Feng was willing to pay. This was the necessary respect Lin Feng believed should be given to the former twin of the Creator God, the God of Heavenly Protection of the universe, who became the God of Heavenly Scourge after a tragic experience.
Austin Griffin's figure gradually dissipated into the void. His nine heads transformed into specks of light, finally converging into a nine-colored force that slowly merged into the Chaos Power in Lin Feng's hand.
At that moment, a distant dirge seemed to sound in the universe, a mourning for the passing of the God of Heavenly Scourge, and also an expectation for new life.
Lin Feng closed his eyes and focused, sensing the residual power of Austin Griffin. It was a comprehension that transcended the simple superposition of power, giving him a deeper understanding of the essence of the universe.
When he opened his eyes again, he gently waved his sleeve. A gentle force scattered around, and the void that had been distorted by the battle gradually returned to calm. The stars stabilized once more.
Then, Lin Feng turned, his gaze traversing the endless void, penetrating the barriers of time, and landing on the distant Creator Continent.
He began to display an unprecedented divine ability, extracting fine fragments of memories and souls from the river of time. With Chaos Power as a guide, he rewove a complete world.
In this world, Austin Griffin was no longer the God of Heavenly Scourge, but an ordinary young man with a warm family, sincere friends, and a series of ordinary yet warm life experiences.
With the power of fate, he wove a future for him without pain, without war, only with love and peace, allowing him to experience a happiness and tranquility he had never known in this life.
After completing all this, Lin Feng floated quietly in the void, looking at the re-reflected Creator Continent, and let out a sigh.
"Hmm? The Saint Demon Continent... is it that thing..."
Lin Feng's figure gradually faded, turning into a stream of light and disappearing into the depths of the universe.
Saint Demon Continent.
Lin Feng's figure appeared at the headquarters of the Temple Alliance.
Because of the early arrival of the God of Heavenly Scourge, it seemed that the timeline here had also changed.
The humans here had already completed the task of seizing control of the Saint Demon Continent from the hands of the Primordial Races. As the Primordial Races gradually declined, dozens of human nations successively rose on the continent.
These nations ruled over vast lands, making humans the dominant force on the Saint Demon Continent. The various countries were committed to the development of industry and agriculture, popularizing knowledge and education, and developing rapidly, a scene of prosperity and flourishing.
After a long period of peace, war quietly descended. The original dozens of countries were constantly annexed and merged in the flames of war, finally forming a situation where three great powers stood like a tripod.
These three great powers checked and balanced each other, and no one dared to easily break this delicate balance. This situation has continued to this day.
After Austin Griffin chose this place as his plane of descent, from beyond the stars, the survivors of the destroyed Creator Continent, the Demon race, came to this place, preparing to complete their interstellar colonization.
Oh no, to end their bitter interstellar wandering.
The sun and moon shone together, and the nine stars aligned in a line. A huge rift in time and space, like a chasm in the sky, suddenly opened above the eastern part of the continent. Immediately after, seventy-two Demon God Pillars fell from the sky, carrying a demonic aura that raged like a plague.
In the first hundred days of the Demon God Pillars' descent, whether it was beasts, demonic beasts, or humans, once they came into contact with the aura emitted by these seventy-two Demon God Pillars, they would instantly undergo a huge change, transforming into demonic creatures, completely at the command of the Demon Gods hidden behind the Demon God Pillars.
From the day the seventy-two Demon God Pillars descended, this continent entered a dark age. The struggle between the human race and the Demon race began.
The struggle was like a prairie fire, unstoppable. The three great powers that had originally stood like a tripod were directly shattered by the surging offensive of the Demon race. Cities were lost, and blood flowed like rivers. Countless lives were devastated.
Soon, the Demon race destroyed all human nations. Their army pressed on, ready to completely destroy the human race at any time.
After the nations disappeared, the human race established the Temple Alliance. The Temple Alliance was composed of the Knight Temple, the Warrior Temple, the Assassin Temple, the Magic Temple, the Priest Temple, and the Soul Temple, occupying about a quarter of the entire continent's area.
The six great temples stood majestically on the frontier, forming a circle that tightly protected the territory of the Temple Alliance. And the headquarters of the Temple Alliance was located in the center of this territory.
Unfortunately, even with an alliance forged in crisis, under the cruel invasion of the otherworldly demons, although the Temple Alliance was united, it was still suffering defeat after defeat.
And at this moment, within Lin Feng's perception, a mysterious light and shadow carrying the aura of the Creator's Power quietly descended upon the Saint Demon Continent.
Its position was not biased in the slightest, landing precisely at the headquarters of the Temple Alliance.
Temple Alliance Headquarters.
In the sky, a brilliant light suddenly bloomed, like the first light of dawn, yet it was more magnificent and glorious than the sunrise.
A brilliant light and shadow, carrying endless majesty and peace, slowly emerged from the void. Behind the light and shadow, it was as if a sea of stars was surging, and the sound of all things growing was echoing.
"What... is that?" Someone cried out in alarm, his voice filled with shock and confusion.
The entire headquarters of the Temple Alliance seemed to be enveloped by this sudden burst of light. Everyone couldn't help but stop what they were doing and look up at the sky, squinting.
The light and shadow were too dazzling, as if formed by the purest light between heaven and earth, making it impossible to look at directly.
"A meteorite! It's a meteorite!"
"No! There's something inside it!"
Within the Temple Alliance headquarters, there was an uproar.
"A meteorite? No, that's definitely not an ordinary meteorite!" Someone shouted loudly, their eyes fixed on the brilliant light and shadow descending from the sky.
Boom—
With a loud bang, the meteorite, condensed from various metals and gems, landed steadily in the center of the Temple Alliance headquarters' square, splashing up circles of dust and energy ripples.
The surface of the meteorite was exceptionally magnificent, emitting a powerful aura of light and a supreme sense of majesty.
"What... what on earth is this?" an eighth-tier Saint Knight stammered.
As the outer layer of the meteorite dissipated into the air, the true form of the Throne of Seal, Divine of Eternity and Creation slowly revealed itself to everyone.
It was huge, as majestic as a small mountain. Its body was like it was carved from white jade, emitting a gentle, milky white luster. Nine-colored lights shone from it, harmonious and sacred.
Behind the throne, circles of light wheels shone in succession, like the trajectories of stars in the universe. The fine reliefs on the back of the chair were vivid and lifelike. At the top was an intertwining of the sun, moon, and stars; in the middle was the joyous scene of birds and beasts; and at the connection to the seat was the magnificent scenery of nature.
On the two armrests were the statues of a divine dragon and a twelve-winged angel, respectively. They seemed to be guarding this throne, emitting an endless majesty and power.
The divine dragon bared its fangs and brandished its claws, majestic and imposing; the twelve-winged angel held a holy sword high, holy and unparalleled.
"Such a powerful aura of light! If we could use this power, what is there to fear from the Demon race?!" a young man shouted excitedly.
An old man sat slumped in a corner not far away. He wore an eyepatch over his right eye, and a hideous knife scar was on his left arm. He held a merit token tightly in his hands.
He murmured, "It's too late. Everything is too late. The Demon race has already broken through the alliance's defenses. The army is pressing on and will soon reach the headquarters. Even if this thing was really sent by the heavens to save us, it's too late..."
The young man was originally full of passion, his hopes ignited by the appearance of the Divine Sealed Throne. But hearing the old man's murmur, a chill rose in his heart. He turned to look at the scarred old man with despair in his eyes, and a spirit of defiance rose in his heart.
"No, old man, it's not too late!" the young man said firmly. His voice was young, but it was filled with an unquestionable determination. "We can't just give up like this. The appearance of this thing must have its meaning. As long as we can master its power, we will definitely be able to repel the Demon race and protect our homeland!"
A strong light of faith suddenly erupted from the young man's body. His eyes shone with firmness and unyieldingness, as if at this moment, he had become the flame of hope in everyone's hearts.
He strode towards the Throne of Seal, Divine of Eternity and Creation. "If you can grant me power, I will swear upon my life to protect this continent, repel the Demon race, and return peace to humanity!"
Uther was the youngest Saint Knight here. His innate internal spiritual energy exceeded 80 points, though it was not yet 90, so he was not a Son of Light.
But among the younger generation, his talent was undoubtedly the strongest. The moment Uther's hand gently touched the Divine Sealed Throne.
As if sensing Uther's faith, the Throne of Seal, Divine of Eternity and Creation made an exception and gave him a chance to undergo a trial.
Uther's figure vanished from his spot in an instant, but after just a few seconds, he reappeared in his original position.
His whole body fell to the ground, his body broken, blood flowing like a stream. His consciousness was on the verge of dissipating.
"Uther!"
"Uther!"
In an instant, almost everyone's eyes were focused on Uther. Cries of alarm and worry rose and fell. Several Saint Knights quickly stepped forward and carefully helped him up, their eyes full of concern and confusion.
"How could this be? He just touched the throne!" a Saint Knight said anxiously, his voice trembling with disbelief.
The old man sitting in the corner had a complicated look in his eyes. He slowly stood up and staggered to his side.
The moment he saw the old man, Uther, whose breath was as faint as a thread, showed a bloody smile. He struggled to squeeze out a sentence, "Old man, I... I'm fine. It's just that the trial... was too difficult."
The old man's eyes moistened. He placed the merit token in Uther's hand and squeezed it tightly.
Uther's pupils gradually dilated. He softly uttered his last words, "That is... the Throne of Seal, Divine of Eternity and Creation... it is the seat of a god... memories, magic... search my soul... quick..."
A magician who had been prepared for a long time activated his magic.
The old man smoothed the eyelids over Uther's eyes. Such a person, in the end, had to have his soul scattered, in exchange for the information related to the Throne of Seal, Divine of Eternity and Creation in his memory.
Uther fell. He was temporarily placed in the Hall of Heroes at the Temple Alliance headquarters by several Saint Knights with the highest honors.
Lin Feng's figure appeared beside the coffin. "The anthem of humanity is the anthem of courage. The Saint Knights of this world are worthy of the name."
A wisp of Chaos Power overflowed from his fingertip and gently surrounded Uther's body. Uther, who had already died, miraculously showed a faint glow under the envelopment of Lin Feng's wisp of Chaos Power. Although the light was faint, it was like a ray of dawn in the darkness, full of life and hope.
"Have a good sleep. When you wake up, this world will be different."
Outside, as if to deliver a final blow to the alliance, the Demon army finally broke through all the defensive lines and surged forward like a tide, pressing straight towards the Temple Alliance headquarters. The sounds of killing and wailing intertwined. The sky was torn to shreds by the light of magic and the dark aura of the Demon race.
The seventy-two pillar Demon Gods, led by the first-generation Demon God Emperor, directly broke into the headquarters of the human alliance.
"We're finally here! My Demon race will eventually conquer this continent and make this land our paradise!" The first-generation Demon God Emperor stood in the center of the Temple Alliance headquarters. His figure was tall, and he was surrounded by a dense dark aura.
"Demon God Emperor! Don't even think about it!" a firm voice sounded in the Temple Alliance headquarters. It was from an elderly but determined Saint Knight elder. He stepped forward and stood in front of the Demon army. Although his body was trembling from his injuries, his will was as firm as a rock.
However, the Demon God Emperor just sneered dismissively. With a wave of his hand, a powerful demonic energy surged out, sending the Saint Knight elder flying in an instant. He fell heavily on the ground, and blood stained his battle robe.
"Ridiculous! Insignificant human race! Why not accept the bloodline of my race and join the glorious evolution!"
The Demon God Emperor's voice echoed in the Temple Alliance headquarters, carrying an unquestionable dominance and mockery. The seventy-two pillar Demon Gods surrounded the human alliance headquarters.
"Huh?"
The first-generation Demon God Emperor was suddenly stunned. He looked at the Throne of Seal, Divine of Eternity and Creation in the center of the square, a trace of greed and curiosity flashing in his eyes. He had never seen such a mysterious and powerful existence.
"What is that? Could it be a divine artifact of the human race?"
A surging demonic power rushed forward, wanting to take the Divine Sealed Throne for himself by brute force. However, the moment his demonic power touched the throne, a repulsive force suddenly surged out, like a turbulent wave, repelling all of the first-generation Demon God Emperor's demonic power.
Boom—
Pfft—
!
The Throne of Seal, Divine of Eternity and Creation, upon being touched by the first-generation Demon God Emperor's demonic power, seemed to be suddenly awakened by a long-dormant force. On the throne, a nine-colored light shone brightly, and an unprecedented sacred aura burst forth.
In an instant, the Divine Sealed Throne began to tremble. Immediately after, it split in two. A brilliant light erupted from within, transforming into an unparalleled suit of armor—the Armor of Eternity and Creation.
On the armor were countless magnificent patterns. On the left and right shoulder pauldrons were sculptures of a divine dragon and an eternal angel, respectively, so vivid that they seemed ready to spread their wings and soar at any moment, emitting an endless majesty and power.
At the same time, another ray of light transformed into a crystal-clear precious sword—the Sword of Eternity and Creation.
The body of the sword was smooth and exquisite, emitting a radiant halo, as brilliant as the stars.
Nine runes appeared one after another on the body of the sword, representing the nine attributes of water, fire, earth, wind, light, darkness, ice, thunder, and space.
The Armor of Eternity and Creation and the Sword of Eternity and Creation, as if they had a life of their own, automatically flew towards the first-generation Demon God Emperor.
An unparalleled attack was instantly launched. A sacred light instantly engulfed the figure of the first-generation Demon God Emperor.