Only God
Chapter 362 - 318 It’s time to leave. _2

Chapter 362: Chapter 318 It’s time to leave. _2

He slowly turned around and stepped into the Golden Hall.

Beside him, countless flames burned inside the hall; gold stripped away like water, the ground inch by inch falling away. The hall barely held on, but it was bound to fall into destruction.

This was His coffin.

Shan En stopped in his tracks.

"Slaier, it’s time you left. I will let the power of the Primordial protect you as you cross this sea of fire."

He said in a deep voice.

Beside a scorching hot pillar, leaned the god of lies and deception.

Shan En, without turning around, said slowly,

"Or rather, would you accompany me in death?"

Slaier stared long at the King of Gods.

"Is this what you called your great plan?"

After a while, Slaier asked somewhat shakily.

"Other than my death, I have no other plan."

Shan En enunciated.

Slaier took a step forward. The god of lies and deception hesitated to speak, and after a long moment, slowly said,

"I originally thought... you would lead all the gods to fight against Heaven, I thought, you wanted to use my power to deceive the gods in the stars into believing that following you was the true path..."

"But I didn’t expect, I didn’t expect..."

Slaier could not continue speaking.

The great plan that the god of lies and deception had guessed was a far cry from what Shan En had done.

"Slaier,

Remember? ’Whoever receives my spirit, must come here upon death.’"

Slaier was stunned.

Holding the Thunder Spear, Shan En slowly turned around,

"I had already known that at that time, those who had died would face a resurrection.

You placed your hope on that line too, since you had guessed that even if all your plans failed, you would be resurrected on that day."

Slaier’s face twisted. He demanded,

"So... you allowed order to collapse?"

The flames had scorched the dome above the hall, which no longer looked as it had before.

Shan En’s form was distorted; the Divine King had been tortured by the Primordial Will beyond recognition, and over these days, he had desperately clung to his sanity, not letting the Primordial Will consume his reason.

"The old order is past, and the new Law is coming. Survival is destruction, and destruction is rebirth.

Destruction, destruction, until resurrection, until completion...

Slaier, I have reached my limit, just like the clouds have passed, but the sky remains, and like lightning sweeps momentarily, yet daylight will ultimately arrive."

"You have received resurrection, seen grace, and no longer need to pine for the glory I once created.

I am but a momentary lightning, but He... is the light of the world."

After saying this, Shan En suddenly collapsed to the ground in agony; he lifted his head, gazing at the Primordial Will struggling in the hall.

Slaier had not left yet; he watched Shan En hesitantly, having witnessed all the pain Shan En bore from the Primordial Will over these days.

After a long time, he said softly,

"This is a lie; you have used my power and that of the Primordial Will to spread a lie.

You made everything believe that the gods’ fall was not due to their own baseness but from the erosion of the Primordial Will...

Yet in reality, you never let it leave this Golden Hall..."

"Enough, Slaier."

Shan En slowly stood up, once again resisting being consumed by the Primordial Will,

"Leave here, go to our Father,

and meet Him as you once met me."

Slaier closed his mouth; he silently stepped back, his figure disappearing within the Golden Hall.

The vast, soon-to-be-ashes Golden Hall now left only Shan En.

With the Thunder Spear in hand, he now resembled a bent old man, alone facing his final death.

The boundless sea of fire surrounded the Golden Hall; the Primordial Will still struggled, but Divine King Shan En held it back.

When the Country of Divines was built, all the Original Divine Statues within the temple were infused with the full force of the gods.

Divine King Shan En had once relied on these forces to create mankind, and now relied on them again to jointly suppress the surges of the Primordial Will.

Shan En closed his eyes, unable to forget the prophecy Kagawus had once mentioned.

In that prophecy, in the midst of the night, lightning flashes, but the light endures forever.

And now, it was time.

It was time to verify that prophecy.

Shan’en slowly rose to his feet, intending to ascend the throne twisted by flames.

Just then, he heard footsteps behind him.

"Slaier, are you not leaving yet?"

Shan’en did not turn around, but asked softly.

"No, it is I, Shan’en."

The voice responded as such.

Shan’en halted in his tracks.

He knew who it was, he had heard that voice in the Historical Star.

Father...

The father who endowed the Divine with souls.

Shan’en slowly turned around.

He looked at the figure bathed in radiance.

Everything seemed like just yesterday, thousands of years ago, a soul enveloped in lightning reached out to touch the Historical Star.

Back then, a child admired his father, witnessing the nearly infinite radiance emanating from him.

"Ah..."

"It has already been thousands of years."

Shan’en looked at God, he had never been so close to his father, whose figure was still illuminated by those burning flames, still worthy of his admiration.

"Father,

Even though I could deceive your angels, I could never deceive you in the end."

Shan’en stood before his father, this once King of Gods, now stooped, appearing as an old man,

"I have spent my life emulating you, and aside from emulating you, I found no other meaning.

And now, the time has come. Your laws have descended, and the order I once forged turned into dust; your grand plan has been fulfilled, as has mine."

Chen Yi watched him silently.

Shan’en’s figure was already distorted, he had reached the end of his life, and it would not be long before he perished.

Chen Yi lifted his foot, he slowly walked over.

Shan’en looked at his father and asked softly,

"My father, do you love the mortals?"

Chen Yi did not speak, but his gaze provided the answer to Shan’en.

The once King of Gods said softly,

"Likewise, I love the stars above."

Chen Yi walked over step by step, and quietly came to Shan’en’s side.

He reached out and gently touched Shan’en’s shoulder. There, in the Golden Hall soon to be reduced to ashes, he embraced this child who has always looked up to him.

Sadness, pain, relief, joy...

All these emotions surged like waves, and then dissipated in an embrace. Shan’en shed tears, in all that exists, he had received the best.

After a long, long time, tears streaked down his cheeks, dropping to the ground, Shan’en said slowly,

"My father, forgive them."

"Lay all this destruction upon me."

"And then, let me rest forever, I have done my best."

This king, who had ruled over the Country of Divines for thousands of years, exhausted everything just to spread one lie.

He wanted countless Divines to believe that all this was the erosion of the Primordial Will, that these faults lay in the throne, not the inborn desires of the Gods.

And now, he earnestly asked his father to accept this lie, this last wish.

Finally, Shan’en said softly,

"Let me sleep, do not wake me again."

A smile appeared on his face, everything was complete, the purpose of his life had been fulfilled, and in the end, his father embraced him, which was the ultimate comfort. He wanted nothing more.

God gently released Shan’en, uttering no word.

Shan’en closed his eyes, his spirit slowly dissipating, as mortals who approach death close their eyes and do not know when they will die.

The Golden Hall burned in the great fire, the radiance reflected on him reminded him of the once magnificent Country of Divines.

The Country of Divines rose from the Historical Star, bringing all that was beautiful in the Mortal World into this realm, where the Gods shared in glory and joy, and the mortals on Earth praised the brilliance of the Gods.

"How wonderful all this was!"

"But it is time for me to leave..."

Shan’en’s eyes no longer opened.

His father granted this final wish.

The mortals died, killed by catastrophe, ultimately resurrected by the Lord,

But this Divine died by his own hand, and wished not to live again.

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