You want me to take out a loan to practice cultivation? I'll just pay off the debt physically.

The current trajectory of the Star Abyss branch, especially the yearning for and pursuit of privileged status shown by the younger generation of members, filled Agris with an indescribable sadness.

Could it be that the very flame of loyalty I poured my heart and soul into protecting, nurtured and developed in fertile soil detached from the light of its founders, has ultimately yielded such a fruit, so contrary to its original aspirations?

Is it only under the guidance of the founder's supreme power and personal charisma that the banner of red ideals can flutter in the wind and never fade?

Is it possible that no organization or power, no matter how lofty its ideals at birth, is ultimately destined to be cursed by dynastic rule?

[The world is ruled by the family!]

[The boundless expansion of personal desires!]

The eternal shackles of bloodline inheritance!

[The selfish, primal instinct deep within our genes!]

Are these things, which are irresistible to mortal beings, really that important to extraordinary beings, or even to eternally immortal gods?

Is it important enough to crush the ideals and beliefs forged in blood and fire, nurtured with sacrifice and conviction over countless years?

Is it so important that comrades who once fought side by side turn against each other, and that pure ideals become a fig leaf for family self-interest?

[Side-of-the-table bias!]

[A Battle of Powerful Families!]

These pioneers, who once wielded the blade of judgment to eradicate countless rotten and chronic diseases as if wiping out cosmic tumors, must they ultimately allow the embers of their own ideals to reignite and sprout anew within the very torch of their own ignition?

How can this stubborn disease, which is like a leech clinging to a bone, be truly prevented?

When brothers who stood shoulder to shoulder to protect their ideals yesterday quietly transform into the most dangerous enemies today due to differences in ideology and struggles for interests, how should one deal with this corruption and betrayal that comes from within?

This near-unsolvable problem even dimmed the flames within the lava core of Agris.

Or is it that the root of all this deviation and depravity lies within oneself?

Suddenly, this thought popped into Agrus's mind.

Was it I, the guardian, who, over the long years, due to indecisiveness, wavering ideals, and strategic errors, gradually led the spark astray?

He didn't know the exact answer, but in his agonizing contemplation, He preferred to believe the latter.

He preferred to believe that all of this was due to his own foolishness and incompetence.

At least this way, the problem can still be corrected.

[If we simply replace the guardian with a more qualified one, everything can still be resolved.]

As long as it's not an objective law that red ideals themselves inevitably erode in the course of reality, then Agris can still see a glimmer of light in his despair.

[The will of hell remained silent in the face of all this.]

Is the rate at which the Star Abyss branch has fallen too fast?

[Incredibly fast!]

[Now He even feels that the social structures and spiritual cores of those interfaces within Hell, deeply infiltrated and transformed by the Red Psyche's ideology, seem purer than those of the Star Abyss Branch, the legitimate successor!]

At least in these hellish environments, equality and freedom are not empty slogans.

Rather, it is a fundamental rule truly engraved in the soul's covenant, upon which an efficient and universally beneficial social security system has been built, benefiting every demon and demonic being in every corner.

Even more astonishingly, the ancient demonic families that occupied those core layers, those behemoths who had once wielded bloodline privileges to the extreme, crumbled like ice under the sun under the impact of their unwavering ideals.

Perhaps it is precisely because the demon race is a natural master at manipulating souls and thoughts that all of this is so extraordinary.

When they truly understand, accept, and identify with Chi Xin's grand vision that transcends individual selfishness, and when they are completely transformed by this ideal, their path of practice reveals an almost obsessive steadfastness.

No temptation or threat can shake its convictions in the slightest.

As for how to restrain individual selfish desires?

【ha!】

This is practically a specialty that devils were born for!

Their understanding and control over this far surpasses the combined understanding of all other living beings in the universe.

[Since they have chosen the path of pure-hearted ideals, it means that these demons have achieved a profound enlightenment on a spiritual level, completely severing their old shackles.]

Without this profound understanding, they would never have embarked on this thorny path of self-discipline and service to all beings.

The rightful heirs are rapidly corrupted, while the devil, seen as the source of evil, becomes a staunch defender of ideals.

This stark contrast made the will of hell almost laugh.

【how? 】

Could it be that, in the end, hell, symbolizing endless pain and torment, will become the purest and most steadfast inheritor of the Red Heart Society?

Isn't this a world-class dark comedy?

However, the will of hell doesn't truly resist this. Being able to truly inherit and practice the Red Heart's ideals seems like a good thing, doesn't it?

At least this incident will earn Hell some points with the founders of the Red Heart Society.

In the year 2089 of the Extraordinary Calendar, at a high-level meeting that would determine the future direction of the branch, the Rule God made a groundbreaking proposal.

[A Faith-Based God-Making Project!]

He spoke eloquently, pointing out that the Xingyuan branch, after years of development, had accumulated a vast and incredibly pure power of faith.

[The power that gathers the devout faith of hundreds of millions of members has reached an astonishingly high level in both quality and quantity.]

However, the Star Abyss branch's current use of this immense power of faith appears extremely primitive and crude.

[It merely condenses it into a divine rune of faith, temporarily attaching it to a few demigods in exchange for a brief burst of combat power.]

This method of use is inefficient and causes irreversible and enormous damage to the soul of the recipient, truly a waste of resources.

[If we can initiate a faith-based deity-creation plan, systematically guiding and refining this vast faith, we are fully capable of creating a group of true faith gods belonging to the branch within a short period of time.]

When some of the elders questioned the drawbacks of believing in the existence of a true God, the God of Rules and Light immediately took the lead, showcasing his well-developed and refined theory.

There are no inherently evil forces or paths in the world, only beings who direct them to evil purposes!

Power itself is innocent!

The key lies in guidance and regulation!

[Once a powerful, rigorous, and dominant system of norms is established, the drawbacks of so-called absolute reason and divine will can be effectively constrained and guided.]

[The true God is naturally responsible to the source of His own power!]

These true gods of faith, nurtured and created by the vast amount of faith within the Star Abyss Branch, derive their power entirely from the Branch, and their existence is inextricably linked to the Branch's fate.

They will, and must, do everything in their power to protect the Star Abyss branch!

As he spoke, a meaningful smile appeared on the God of Rules' face.

These future believers in the true God are naturally carefully selected from within the branch, chosen for their impeccable character and integrity.

They will fight for their own side no matter what, and their loyalty is beyond question, even under the influence of absolute rationality!

However, when Agris's gaze swept over the list of candidates for the true God attached to the proposal, his lava-like brows instantly furrowed.

Below the list, densely packed with names, almost exclusively belong to the direct descendants, core disciples, and staunch followers of the Rule Gods, Rule Light Gods, and that new generation Rule War God.

This list, like a mirror, instantly exposes the naked factionalism and power grabs hidden beneath the glamorous facade of this deification scheme.

[This is hardly the work of training guardians for the branch.]

[This is clearly an attempt to create a hereditary, unbreakable theocratic family ruling group for the privileged class!]

Aglios, his suppressed rage like molten lava about to erupt, barely restrained the urge to overturn the table and, with an icy voice, directly rejected the malicious proposal.

This matter is of great importance and involves fundamental issues; we will discuss it further later.

A second discussion temporarily shelved this ambitious plan.

However, the internal divisions within the branch have grown as deep as chasm.

In the year 2268 of the Extraordinary Era, the struggle between the privileged faction and the elder faction has escalated from ideological clashes and resource competition into a comprehensive power struggle.

Having achieved equality in the number of true gods, the privileged faction has become increasingly arrogant and unrestrained.

They began to systematically place their cronies, descendants, and disciples in every key department, resource node, and even in the training institutions for the next generation within the branch, leaving no stone unturned.

The privileged faction wants to weave a top-down, airtight power network to completely seize all core power within the Star Abyss branch.

Faced with the privileged faction's relentless pressure and near-open power grab, Agris, the God of War who had given everything to protect the branch, finally broke through the limits of his pent-up anger and disappointment.

[Enough is enough!]

Finally, a highly conflicting divine battle erupted between the two sides.

The moment the divine war erupted, destructive turbulent currents of rules filled the branch space.

Faced with three arrogant, privileged true gods who sought to challenge his absolute authority, Agrisna's lava-constructed face remained only coldly indifferent.

[He didn't even turn around; He simply issued an unquestionable command to the God of Rules behind him, who wished to join the battle.]

Just stand at a distance and watch quietly; there's no need to join the fight.

It's time for me to let these younger generations know the power of the world's number one War God of Rules!

I protect them, so they naturally cannot feel my sharp edge!

【today!】

[I'll show them just how desperate and terrifying it is to be my enemy, Aglios!] (End of Chapter)