The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

"Come on... Chaos God... let's see who falls first..."

Even with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, he mechanically continued to mutter those words to himself.

It was as if his shattered soul was being held together by a terrifying willpower.

Even if it is riddled with holes, it will never lose consciousness before the other person dies.

Time seemed almost blurred to Dekan.

Until finally, everything within the illusory barrier returned to calm.

It seems that the God of Life has made a decision.

"Waaah—you've won, but your holy kingdom and demon realm are doomed!!"

Sisina's mournful cry, tinged with sobs, came through the air.

She finally couldn't take it anymore and chose to free herself!

Then her body was engulfed by the black mist emanating from the Holy Grail, as if it were beginning to burn itself.

And her eternal vitality also showed signs of dying out!

"Thump."

The Holy Grail that Scythe held in her hands eventually fell to the ground along with the destruction of her body.

Dekan struggled to open and close his eyes, constantly adjusting the blurry focus.

He needed to make sure Sinah was completely dead before he could fall asleep.

However, the unusual silence gradually made Dekan uneasy.

Scissina did indeed choose death.

But her death seems to be more complicated than it appears!

Dekan turned his gaze toward Lenn and saw a blood-covered snake coiled around Lenn's foot.

That serpent—came forth from the Holy Grail, which the God of Life ultimately dropped to the earth.

Lenn...!

Dekan tried to speak, but felt as if his throat was about to crack, and he couldn't muster any breath.

The snake seemed to be the ultimate, irresistible power of the God of Life, obtained at the cost of his own life; even Lenn couldn't react in time to resist it.

The slender snake coiled tightly around Lenn's arm with astonishing strength, almost as if it were a rule!

The vertically split, emotionless snake pupils stared intently at Lenn, then emitted a chilling sound;

“Priests of the Goddess of Reincarnation and Fate, I underestimated you. You do indeed have the potential to threaten the Chaos Gods… and this battlefield may not necessarily achieve our ultimate goal.”

"Even if she destroys you, she will eventually find a way to revive you and make you a threat to us..."

This is the voice of the God of Life.

But this snake was no longer the goddess of life; it was merely the embodiment of the last vestige of her will before her death.

"so……"

Accompanying this half-sentence.

The snake then hissed.

As she had already accepted her fate and was no longer afraid of death, the snake lunged at Lenn's neck!

In his desperation, Len raised his arm to block the snake, but it coiled around his arm again.

Then all that followed was Len's screams.

Even when Lenn tried to shake it off, the fang remained firmly embedded in his arm.

Her sharp teeth were soaked in the blood of the Goddess of Life, the essence of all her life and magic.

At the same time, the last vestiges of the God of Life were weakening and about to vanish completely from this world.

Lenn collapsed to the ground in excruciating pain, an unusual chill spreading rapidly throughout his body from his wounds.

Lenn's body began to stiffen, and he could not move freely even if he tried to struggle.

"Hahaha... Lenn, you will be cursed by me for all eternity as retribution for killing me. You will never again be able to harm anyone with your proud magic..."

“Drois, I finally understand…you are the book and staff of the goddess Tiki…but I destroyed her staff, and even if there is another cycle of reincarnation, you will no longer be able to threaten them…”

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The frantic voice of the Goddess of Life, Sisina, gradually faded within the illusory barrier, and Lenn completely lost consciousness.

“Lun En…”

Dekan stretched out his hand with all his might toward Lenn's direction, but in the end he still couldn't get up and take a step closer to Lenn.

He lay motionless on the ground like a puppet whose strings had been cut.

My vision gradually blurred, and my consciousness gradually faded...

******

Author's Note:

More updates tomorrow! Volume 6, Part 2 concludes! The chapters of the Holy Kingdom and the Demon Realm will come to a grand finale!

376 The End of a Historical and Heroic Tale

My sense of balance became strange, and the ground seemed to shake as the world spun around me.

Dekan felt his body floating, and then he fell into the deep sea.

He instinctively wanted to control his body to find any object, even if it meant grabbing and struggling randomly.

However, amidst his fluctuating senses, he could not perceive anything except the cold.

I can't move it no matter what I do.

Until the threads that were mending his fragmented consciousness finally snapped, as if stretched too tight.

Suddenly, the field of vision darkened, and everything was plunged into darkness.

……

Long, long ago, in a time when there were far fewer stars in the world than there are now.

The gods of good order and light, and of evil chaos and darkness, have not yet become legends.

[To defeat and crush gods who oppose their existence seems to be their sole purpose in life, and their way of proving their existence.]

However, the interplay and mutual restraint between their powers eventually made it impossible for any one to destroy the others. They gradually grew weary and decided to stop fighting to the death and instead decide the outcome through a game-like competition.

It started with dice. Later, it expanded to include board games and cards. Ultimately, no matter how complex the game became, it seemed to repeat endlessly in a vicious cycle, with no clear winner.

Soon, the gods grew tired of these simple games.

[So they began to share their power with this game, creating all sorts of living creatures and the worlds they inhabited, as new pieces and a new chessboard.]

What the gods hadn't anticipated was that this game would be far more interesting than they had imagined. They began to revel in the drama, the arias, the heroic poems…

Over time, even the gods became infected by the stories and emotions of these beings, and could no longer maintain their agreed-upon stance of absolute detachment. Starting with the first one, the gods followed suit, one after another, without restraint.

So they started fighting again...

This time, their battle is more perilous than ever before; they have chosen an endless fight to protect or destroy these beings.

What the gods couldn't have imagined was that these beings, born miraculously with their combined power, possessed the ability to kill them.

Perhaps the gods have finally found an opportunity to determine a winner, or perhaps they are no longer pursuing victory based on their own instincts.

Humans, dragons, elves, vampires, dwarves, giants, demons... each chose their own gods and allies, and the creatures of the earth and the gods of the heavens clashed in a chaotic battle.

[...until countless ages passed, leaving only one lonely and benevolent god.]

She is the last survivor, and the winner of this game.

Looking at the ravaged world and the countless corpses strewn across the land, she shed tears of sorrow.

In the end, she used her remaining powers to repair the world as much as possible, and her own existence gradually disappeared from this world...

She also became the creator goddess revered by later generations of beings...

……

For some reason, Dekan's mind was completely blank.

But I couldn't help but think of the mythological stories recorded in the scriptures of the orthodox Holy Church in the Holy Kingdom.

It kept recurring in my thoughts, lingering there.

—Am I dead?

the answer is negative.

The fact that you can still think about this problem proves that you still exist.

Where are we now?

he does not know.

As if he had returned to a primordial state where all five senses were lost, he could not discern any information.

But a strange intuition told him that he was in a place that perhaps no ordinary person should ever come to in their entire life, a place that was inextricably linked to myths and legends...

Therefore, an instinct etched into his soul made him think of these things.

Sudden.

First, a tiny, flickering light appeared, and then it gradually grew brighter and brighter.

From the moment vision was restored, all other senses returned in an instant as well.

When he came to his senses, Dekan found himself under a sky filled with phosphorescent stars.

The sight before him stunned him.

On the seemingly boundless and dimly lit lake, the long road stretches to the horizon.

The other side of the sky shone with dazzling light, like stars.