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Chapter 526 The Death of a God! (Bonus Chapter 286 for 6K Views!)
"not good!!!"

Amidst the snow-capped mountains, the face of the God of Sand and Stone suddenly changed; the madness in his fierce eyes vanished, leaving only panic and terror.

Do not!
The meaning of the martyr god blocking His door with that infamous and terrible weapon is self-evident.

He wants to kill me!
The God of Sand and Stone trembled at the solemn expression of the God of Martyrdom, and instinctively wanted to run away.

At this moment, He really wanted to ask—"Hey, can we reconcile now?"

However, even the God of Sand and Stone himself knew perfectly well that he was probably joking.

Even if I admit my mistake now and promise not to do it again, the other party will most likely not let me off the hook.

One reason was that he broke his previous agreement with the gods, and the other was that he intervened in the matter of mortals regardless of their lives.

Especially the second time, he had signed an unequal bet with Herbert in which he had the upper hand, but after losing, he shamelessly chose to break the bet.

After these two incidents, my already meager reputation points were completely wiped out by the God of Martyrdom.

But even the God of Sand and Stone had something to say.

How could I have known things would turn out like this?!

If He had known things would end this way, He certainly wouldn't have broken the agreement; He would have honestly accepted reality and left.

How did things end up like this...? Oh right, it's all his fault!
"Herbert!"

He looked at the paladin before him with an upright smile, who seemed to radiate holy light, and roared through gritted teeth.

"You actually plotted against me?!"

He never imagined that behind the other party's seemingly righteous and noble actions lay so many dark and shady methods!

Only at this moment did He finally understand.

From the very beginning, the other party had been scheming against me and setting a trap for me.

Yes.

In that instant, the God of Sand and Stone felt that familiar feeling again—that the world was targeting him from every angle, that naked malice.

I've been set up!
This was all Herbert's conspiracy.

"What are you talking about? How can this be considered a sneak attack?"

After being slandered and attacked in this way, Herbert chuckled and shook his head, shrugged, and said innocently, "I did make some preparations, but those operations were all indisputably open and aboveboard schemes."

"I have made enormous concessions, offered you excellent terms, and even imposed restrictions only on myself. What is my ultimate goal? Do I expect you to breach the contract in the end?"

"Actually, that's true."

"I'm just that despicable! I want to lure you into making a mistake on your own initiative!"

Before Herbert could answer, someone spoke directly into his mind.

"Herbert, am I right?"

"Shh, stop fooling around, I'm about to start my performance."

The actors are getting into character, don't disrupt them.

Besides, why are you speaking such blunt truths?

Well said, don't say that again.

Herbert was not disturbed by Nenasha; his expression was solemn, his eyes heavy with sorrow, and he sighed deeply.

"That's absolutely not true!"

"I was hoping that someone as noble as you would have pity on us poor mortals and give us a chance."

“Even if it’s an unfair opportunity, it doesn’t matter. As long as it can make such a great god as you lower your high head and listen to our humble pleas, all the sacrifices I’ve made will be worthwhile.”

Facing the diverse gazes of countless people, he wore a sorrowful expression, speaking like a tragic hero about his "true" inner thoughts.

The god-slayer's helpless whispers moved all the mortals who witnessed this scene.

The weak felt the helplessness and sorrow in Herbert's words deeply.

That is the weakness and powerlessness of mortals.

In order to receive fair treatment, we mortals are even willing to give up our rightful benefits in exchange for the sympathy of the gods.

This is the long-cherished wish of us mortals for countless years.

Throughout history, there have been instances of extraordinary mortals who rose above all beings, slaying gods and even trampling them underfoot.

But before long, these mortal god-slaying heroes will transform themselves, stride into the heavens, and become new gods.

For countless years, through countless cycles and repetitions, the world's格局 (geju, a concept encompassing both structure, pattern, and overall structure) seems to have never changed.

And now, finally, another powerful figure has appeared who is willing to confront the gods for the sake of mortals.

They were excited and delighted by it.

Those with sufficient strength, however, heard another emotion in Herbert's words—anger and dissatisfaction.

We've already made such concessions, so how have the gods treated us?

betray.

They betrayed the trust and expectations of mortals time and time again!
How far will you continue to be greedy before you stop?
Just how far do you intend to push us before you'll let us go?
At the same time, Herbert said the following words.

As if responding to the emotions in the hearts of the powerful, Herbert's aura shifted, and his eyes changed from helplessness to sharpness.

"So, in response to all my efforts, what have you done?"

He gazed calmly and majestically at the deity before him, who, flustered by impending death, finally shed his false pretense.

After losing the majesty that came with being a god, He appeared so pathetic.

"You trampled on my wishes and tore apart my expectations of you with your own hands."

"If you can really abide by the bet honestly, then all the arrangements I made before will be in vain."

"Peace will be restored to the North, and you will be freed from being manipulated and able to leave with dignity."

"No one will be harmed, and everyone will be happy."

Herbert looked at the divine avatar whose expression had completely frozen, shook his head, and sighed, "But why are you so unwilling to accept it obediently?"

"God of Sand and Gravel, you have truly disappointed me."

Mortals condemned the gods, sighing with deep sorrow.

To outsiders, this scene looks somewhat comical and highly illogical, practically challenging the world's universal values.

But at that moment, no one thought there was anything wrong with Herbert's words.

As a mortal who gave his trust to the other party but was ultimately betrayed by the gods, no one was more qualified than him to say these words.

After his sigh of regret, Herbert's performance was essentially over. His expression gradually returned to calm, and he said calmly:
"Fortunately, I was prepared and made arrangements in advance, including contingency plans for the worst-case scenario."

I'm just kidding. There's only been one arrangement from the beginning.

Herbert never imagined he would fail, and he was certain that the God of Sand and Gravel would be unable to play the game and would go to extremes.

To prevent the God of Sand from getting so angry after the failure that he overturned the table and caused irreparable consequences, Herbert made two preparations.

The first step was to use the Misty Monastery as a channel to communicate with the Church of the Martyred God in advance, successfully meet His chosen ones in the mortal world, and reveal his entire plan.

As one of the leaders of the righteous faction when the Sun God was absent, the God of Martyrdom already had a very bad impression of the God of Sand and Stone, who was an unstable factor.

Chaos is the breeding ground for evil.

The God of Sand and Stone's reckless actions created widespread chaos, giving the evil faction an opportunity; it was practically handing them a knife!
Even without Herbert's plan, the god of martyrdom would have found a chance to punish this brainless fool who was being used as a pawn.

Herbert's plan provided Him with a legitimate reason, so why not?

Although the God of Martyrdom was unsure whether the God of Sand and Stone would truly behave as badly as the young god-killer claimed, He still chose to obey Herbert's arrangement and guard the God of Sand and Stone's kingdom.

If things don't go as Herbert predicted, then the God of Martyrdom will put away his divine weapon and have a good talk with the God of Sand and Stone in his kingdom.

And if the outcome is really as he said...

Then the world would probably have one more martyr with a nail piercing his back.

"I've done so much to take care of you, you can't just complain like a baby after you've suffered a loss, can you?"

All of Herbert's preparations were undeniably well-intentioned and transparent.

He didn't even try to mislead Him verbally; he simply left Him with the possibility of breaking the contract without pressure.

If anyone is to blame, it's the God of Sand and Gravel for being too greedy.

They wanted to maintain their divine dignity while also wanting to escape unscathed without suffering any loss.

There's no such thing as a free lunch in this world.

"..."

The god of sand and stones fell silent, unable to find any words to refute him.

Given the current situation, there is absolutely no possibility of reconciliation between the two, and Herbert simply doesn't care about the other person's feelings.

"Hehe, right, I almost forgot to thank you."

He chuckled, winked at the other person, and said sarcastically, "Fortunately, your reaction did not surprise me, and you did not give me a chance to taste the bitterness of failure."

"Now, please face reality and quietly accept your fate."

You should just go and die quietly.

To kill someone is to destroy their spirit.

Severely destroy their spirit!

As for why Herbert schemed against the God of Sand and Gravel, what was the real reason...? To avenge the innocent mortals who suffered in the North and to seek justice for them.
Do you need to ask?
surely not.

This could be one of many reasons, but it's certainly not the real reason.

Herbert had already said from the beginning that he was not so noble, much less great.

He always acted in his own self-interest.

Because of his past experiences, Herbert hated it when others showed him malice.

If it were merely covert hostility, he could tolerate it and pretend not to notice for the time being.

But once the other party has taken action, Herbert will retaliate decisively—not in a reciprocal manner, but without reservation, and even in a fierce and excessive response.

Haven't you been trying to find our location for predicting my future, and even arrogantly implicated innocent people because of it?

Okay, I accept your provocation.

Aren't you very powerful? Aren't you very strong? Aren't you very high and mighty?

Then I'll make you understand completely what you really are.

Herbert is always very pragmatic as long as he has enough strength, and he never holds grudges for the night.

Because there's no grudge that can be carried over to the next day.

If you beat the snake, you will not die, but you will be harmed by it.

Since we've already decided to take action, let's go all the way and leave no chance for the other side to retaliate in the future.

Despite all their scheming, their true purpose was singular: to utterly crush the God of Sand and Stone, giving Him no chance to turn the tide.

"Hahaha, impossible!"

"Mortal, your expectations are destined to be dashed."

The God of Sand and Stone, who had been in despair, spoke in a low voice, and the eerie laughter caught Herbert's attention. Turning his head, Herbert saw that the God of Sand and Stone had suddenly changed his demeanor, as if he had calmed down abruptly, and stared with a gloomy gaze at the mortal who had almost completely ruined him.

"You're mistaken! He would never kill me!"

Killing a god is a serious matter in any era.

We are now at a point in time where it won't be awkward. If we kill the God of Sand and Stone, someone will inevitably take advantage of the chaos and stir up even greater confusion.

The God of Martyrdom stands firmly on the side of justice and will never tolerate such a thing happening. He will surely spare His life for the sake of the greater good.

Moreover, although the God of Sand and Stone is unwilling to admit it, He has the support of the natural pantheon.

The God of Sand and Stone has thought it through.

The god of martyrdom may at most give himself a painful lesson, or even seal himself away for a period of time, but will never kill him.

As long as He hasn't completely perished, He will have another day to regain His freedom.

“Herbert…”

He grinned, gave the mortals a mocking smile, and whispered his name, saying menacingly, "Don't think this is the end."

"I will definitely kill you!"

The god of sand and gravel grinned grotesquely, cursing darkly, "Believe me, you will never find peace!"

"I won't be so reckless again, and I won't give you the chance to target me again."

"This time, I will not try to kill you outright, but countless people will die because of you!"

The reason why she was being targeted by Herbert is no longer important.

He doesn't care.

The Sand God, whose true form is being brutally beaten by the God of Martyrdom, now only desires revenge, wanting this mortal to experience the rage and pain burning within His soul.

The deity murmured in an ancient tone.

The voice could only be heard by Herbert; it sounded like a venomous curse, or perhaps an ancient lament.

"People will die because of you."

"The sandstorm will engulf your home, and the earth will devour their bodies."

"Every drop of blood they shed was because of you! Every loved one they lost was because of you!"

"You are the original sin of everything!"

"The sandstorm will never stop until you commit suicide!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

This is not a bluffing threat, but a declaration of a predetermined future using the authority of the gods.

He will definitely do it!
"Oh?"

Herbert's gaze shifted slightly at the words of the God of Sand and Stone; he frowned and gave him a serious look.

did not expect.

I really didn't expect that.

The God of Sand and Stone has undergone such a change due to his own actions.

His own scheme actually helped Him grow.

This once arrogant god has now begun to understand how to operate within a controllable range and carefully avoid the red line.

You see, He didn't even dare to utter the curse, for fear of being targeted and beaten to death.

It must be said that after suffering a great loss, He has indeed grown, and it can even be described as a transformation.

Unfortunately, the God of Sand and Stone realized this a little too late.

What were you doing earlier?
Herbert listened quietly to the Sand God's curse upon himself, nodded, and then suddenly laughed.

"really?"

?

The God of Sand and Stone remained silent in response to this question, but his cold gaze revealed his attitude—you are questioning me?

"No, I'm not questioning whether you have the ability, but asking the first question."

Herbert shook his head, his gaze towards the God of Sand and Stone unreadable, a slight smirk playing on his lips as he spoke in a rather strange and enigmatic tone:
"Do you really think the god of martyrdom won't kill you? Do you think He'll consider the pantheon behind you?"

He curled his lip, looking utterly perplexed, and asked, "Do you really think so? Should I say you're celebrating too soon, or that you're underestimating me too much?"

"How could I not notice such an obvious flaw?"

"They must have been prepared for this a long time ago."

! ! ?

The God of Sand and Stone once again felt a strong sense of unease, and the momentum he had finally mustered was easily crushed by Herbert.

"you……"

The God of Sand and Stone originally wanted to question Herbert about what he had done, but His true form was forced to stop his disheveled escape.

A tall figure appeared between Him and the divine kingdom.

The already vast distance became completely unreachable.

The moment the God of Sand saw this figure, he understood what Herbert meant by "preparation."

"Flingya!!!"

The goddess of the forest has descended.

Considering Herbert's earlier question, the God of Sandstone didn't even need to guess what Freya was up to.

He wants to expel himself from the pantheon of natural gods!

He has now been abandoned by his blood relatives in the Earth God system. If he also loses the protection of the Nature God system, he will become completely alone.

Even the god of martyrdom loses his last concern.

Next, the god of martyrdom will use a "martyrdom" that uses gods as sacrifices to warn the evil gods of the world, so that they can prepare to meet the same fate.

However, the god of sand and stones could no longer see that scene, because He was the "voluntary" sacrifice.

To meet Him is only death!
"Fu! Ling! Ya!"

But at this moment, He still couldn't bring himself to beg for mercy from his rival, and could only glare at the Goddess of the Forest and roar in anger.

Are you really going to wipe them all out?!

Are you really going to drive me to the brink?!
Faced with that gaze that was a mixture of anger and pleading, Freya remained calm, looking at the God of Sand and Stone, who resembled a stray dog, without changing her expression.

Previously, when I saw His mad roaring expression, I always felt the madness and fearlessness in His soul, but now, I see the fear and trembling deep in His eyes.

He appeared fierce, but was actually cowardly.

Suddenly, Fulingya felt a little bored.

In the past, I actually regarded such a guy as a formidable enemy, and was forced into such a poor situation by the earth pantheon led by Him.

That's really... haha.

Of course, Freya also understood that the God of Sand and Stone was definitely not as foolish as he appeared at this moment.

The reason why He was able to be driven into a corner so easily was entirely due to a young mortal.

Before this, Freya never imagined that Herbert would not only be able to defeat the God of Sand and Stone without her help, but would go even further after completing his task so perfectly, forcing Him into a deadly situation.

This god-slayer far exceeded His expectations in terms of intelligence, strength, and personality.

Freya even felt a little scared, thankful that she hadn't become Herbert's enemy.

This is really great.

A jumble of thoughts flashed through her mind, but the Goddess of the Forest did not forget her mission. She raised the tree branch scepter, which symbolized the authority of the pantheon.

"Nathaniel, your madness and arrogance have caused immense harm to the world, and such behavior has brought shame upon the entire pantheon of nature gods!"

Flinga gave Him no chance to refute, and spoke ruthlessly, announcing the judgment on the God of Sand and Stone to the whole world.

“Now, in the name of the Lord of the pantheon, I expel you from the pantheon.”

"From this day forward, you no longer belong to nature, and nature will not welcome you!"

"You will become an enemy of nature, hated by nature!"

"You are the true enemy of nature!"

The goddess gripped her scepter tightly, her gaze fixed on the god of sand and stones, blocking all his escape routes, and said in a deep voice:
"At the same time... as the lord of the pantheon, I will personally take action to cleanse nature of this stain!"

Therefore, as long as the God of Sand and Stone dies at the hands of Freya, all of this can be attributed to internal affairs of the nature pantheon.

There's nothing more to say about the lord of the pantheon purging those who have brought hatred upon the pantheon.

The god of sand and gravel also realized this, and feeling the gaze of the martyred god behind him, he completely gave up the idea of ​​escaping.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

He stared intently at Freya, remained silent for a moment, then let out a bitter laugh and roared hoarsely, as if trying to prove something.

"I am right!"

"You are not worthy to lead the natural pantheon!"

"You will only lead the pantheon to destruction!!!"

He roared, and then, like a moth drawn to a flame, he charged haphazardly toward the enemy he had hated for a thousand years.

"Flingya!"

"I don't accept you!"

"I didn't die at your hands!"

I didn't lose to Freya!
No!

To this, Freya nodded readily, agreeing, "Ah, of course I know that."

"It's all thanks to him."

The goddess lowered her eyes and waved her enormous scepter. At the same time, a somewhat inappropriate thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

"He helped me so much, how should I repay him?"

Fulingya was somewhat troubled by this.

After making a decision, I'll consult with the Goddess of Winter.

I imagine He could give me some good advice.

……

……

The Witch's City.

Finn's true form suddenly looked up, staring in shock at the sky.

From his perspective, he witnessed the terrifying sight of a yellowish-brown planet instantly extinguishing and transforming into a shooting star streaking across the sky.

"A god has fallen?!"

(End of this chapter)