I, the final BOSS of the beta test server!

All the hard work on the journey was rewarded at this moment.

Amid the cheers of the passengers—

Gray sat by the window, also gazing out at the magnificent city shrouded in the dim morning light.

A strong wind blew from the wilderness outside the city, pulling down the hood that covered her face, and a few strands of gray hair fluttered in the morning breeze outside the window.

"I finally..."

"Back here again, Brother Luster."

She uttered a silent whisper.

Three years ago, the Lost Paradise Project that was carried out in the Paradise Royal City has become an obsession in Gray's heart.

It lingered in Grey's mind in countless midnight dreams, making her toss and turn, unable to fall asleep.

More than a thousand days and nights.

Gray didn't know how many times she had dreamed of returning to the cliff that was engulfed by the rainstorm.

And in the torrential rain, when the boy used a dagger to carve a mark of betrayal on the wing emblem of the shore guardian, the extremely cold and unfamiliar look he gave her... has become Gray's nightmare.

It had replayed itself before Gray's eyes thousands of times, waking her up in the dead of night.

however--

even so.

During this long period of time, Grey has been suppressing her true feelings.

No matter how heart-wrenching and tortuous that obsession is.

But Gray still forced herself not to learn about the information in the paradise, let alone collect information about Luster's brother...

Because she knew that she was not mature enough and too weak at that time, and was not qualified to stand in front of the young man.

Even if she obeyed her heart and went to Paradise again to stand before her brother Last... what awaited her would only be the exact same ending as on the cliff on the rainy night three years ago -

Nothing can be done, nothing can be changed.

I could only sit in the mud on the cliff and cry helplessly, watching the people and things I cherish so much slip through my fingers.

So, Grey used her extraordinary perseverance to suppress the urge to look for Rast's brother.

In three hellish years, I completed a journey that others might never be able to achieve in their entire lives.

And at this moment——

This hellish time finally paid off, and I finally caught up with the figure that was once out of reach.

I also have the qualifications to stand in front of that person.

Gray stared at the distant end of the wilderness, at the royal city that became increasingly distinct and clearer as it approached, her emerald green eyes slightly absent-minded.

There was a mysterious gleam in her eyes.

In that suddenly expanding spiritual vision, Gray could clearly sense—

Above this royal city, countless tiny points of light were converging from all directions...

Those spots of light represent the power of faith from countless people in paradise.

The location where these points of faith finally converged was the center of the royal city, within that magnificent palace—

Similarly, this is where Rast, who has become the king of the underworld, is at this moment.

"Brother Luster..."

"You once said that only power is the most eternal and reliable thing in this world."

“No matter how grand the ideal, no matter how sincere the belief, without sufficient strength to support it, it is nothing but flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water…”

"It's just a ridiculous childish joke, a meaningless fantasy."

"In that case, I will do as you wish."

The girl's muttering disappeared in the howling wind in the wilderness, and was never heard by anyone.

"Since you regard gaining power and achieving eternity as your lifelong belief... it is the highest pursuit you will pursue, even at the cost of betraying your companions and breaking your promises."

"Then I will definitely stand at the top."

"Then……"

"I will repay you for everything you have done for me."

……

Dozens of miles away from the carriage in the wilderness outside the city, in the center of the royal city.

Last stood between the thrones, in front of the huge glass floor-to-ceiling windows, quietly overlooking the entire picture of the vast city-state below.

There was a pale silver light flowing in his dark eyes.

It was a tiny rune, carrying a data stream composed of 0s and 1s like a black arc, intertwined with his mental power, surging like a wave.

This is the verification rune of the "Key of Heaven" and is also a necessary procedure for activating the forbidden weapon "Zenith Sword".

During these ten days.

Using the folded secondary dimension within the "Key of Heaven," Rast was able to deploy the forbidden weapon "Zenith Sword" alone without anyone noticing.

And at this moment——

On the stage called Paradise, called the Kingdom of the Underworld, all preparations are ready.

It was like a grand stage play, the scene had been set up, and the actors had already put on their heavy makeup...

Just waiting for the moment when the show begins.

"Your Majesty Rast."

A respectful voice sounded, echoing throughout the empty and silent palace.

"All preparations for the Holy Scripture have been completed."

"Just wait until two o'clock in the afternoon, and you can start the holy canon right away."

There was also a hint of fanaticism in the waiter's eyes.

As a member of the underworld, he also knew very well... what it meant to bestow eternal blessings on the entire country.

He is indeed the wise king that I have recognized and followed.

"oh, I understand now."

Rast maintained his superior posture and nodded calmly.

He turned his gaze away from the French windows and walked out of the palace.

"Then let's get started."

"The last dance of shorekeeper 'Last'..."

Chapter 145 Here, I ascend to God (two in one)

Two o'clock in the afternoon, Paradise City.

In the inner city, the square next to the magnificent palace was already crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder, and it was very lively.

Although from the very beginning, a notice was announced in the royal city - in this holy scripture, the scope of eternal blessing will cover the entire royal city, and the people will be able to receive the protection of the Lord of the Underworld without having to fight for it.

However, the people who came to participate in the festival were still moving forward at all costs, wanting to get closer to the platform where the festival was held.

The reason is very simple... Firstly, many people speculate that perhaps if one is closer to the altar, one can receive deeper blessings.

The second reason is -

This is also because many people want to see the true face of the wise king from the bottom of their hearts.

After the great event that saw the old king disappear, most likely fall, and even the palace destroyed along with him...

This underworld kingdom should have fallen into chaos and even fallen apart in a very short period of time.

However, the new king cleared all his obstacles and ascended the throne in just half a year.

Then, in less than three years, this originally depressing paradise was given a different kind of vitality.

The title of the wise king is not just a slogan of fanatical supporters, but the true voice of countless people from the bottom of their hearts.

……

"His Majesty Rast has come out!"

Suddenly someone shouted, causing a commotion among the entire crowd.

Countless pairs of eyes looked up at the platform—

Then, everyone saw the young man with a calm face, black hair and black eyes walking out of the magnificent palace.

His attire was clearly very simple, just a long black robe, without even a crown... In terms of the luxury of his clothes, they were even inferior to those of the attendants who accompanied him.

His appearance was also younger than most of the people attending the Holy Scripture had expected, appearing to be only about twenty years old.

This was completely different from the image of the wise king that many people who had only heard of his title imagined, that he should be a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.

However, there is something strange.

When the young man with black hair and black eyes walked out of the palace and actually stood on the high platform for sacrifice, no one questioned his identity.

It wasn't even a question, but not even the slightest doubt arose.

The lines of his face were so soft, with a dreamy feeling that was unique to a teenager, but his expression was so serene, and he was dignified without saying a word.

"The Holy Scripture begins now."

Behind the black-haired boy, the loyal attendant made a solemn declaration to the people in the square below.

next moment.

The entire palace and the platform where sacrifices were held were taken as the origin.

The dim halo spread silently.

Spreading and expanding at an extremely fast speed.

Then, within a very short period of time, the entire royal city was accommodated within it.

That is the realm called royal power.

The architectural complexes of the royal city, the people living in the city, even the sky, the earth, the ocean... everything within sight was shrouded in the frozen dusk and the majestic imperial power.

It was clearly a huge city that could accommodate hundreds of thousands of people at the same time, but at this moment, the entire city became silent.

In the dim light of royal authority, only the figure of a young man with black hair and black eyes standing above all the people remained, becoming the center of the entire world.

……

Gray mingled among the people in the square, carefully hiding her figure with her hood.

Around her, almost all the people had an extremely fanatical light in their eyes, and their expressions became extremely pious.

They all closed their eyes with solemn expressions, placing themselves in the majesty of the imperial domain and becoming part of those who submitted to the magnificent royal power.

In Gray's eyes, a silvery-white light was quietly flowing, allowing her to see through all the strange things around her and understand the whole picture of what was happening in the royal city at the moment.

Within the royal city, there are roughly two types of existence.

One is that they came to paradise from the outside world and stayed in the underworld for too short a time, so they have not been completely assimilated. They still maintain their human bodies and are still living beings with flesh and blood.

Surrounded by the dim imperial realm, these humans' respect and admiration for the wise king...are now transformed into the spiritual world's vision. The power of faith, like illusory light spots, is constantly converging towards Last.

The second is the real residents of paradise, the dead who have long been assimilated in the underworld.

Their lives had long since vanished, only to be eroded by the power of paradise and transformed into immortal souls, wandering eternally in this kingdom of the dead.

Although from the perspective of ordinary people, these dead are no different from ordinary humans with flesh and blood, they are all fellow creatures within reach...

But in fact, they are just the dead who can survive for a long time because of the little power emitted from the body of the god of death under the paradise.

They were phantoms lingering temporarily in the underworld, seemingly still alive, but in reality having long since lost their destiny and their future... Once these phantoms left their own underworld, and lost the support of the emanating power of the remains of the god of death they had stepped upon—

Then what awaits them will be an ending like the morning dew. When the sun rises, all the illusions and illusions will evaporate and turn into nothingness.

And at this moment, in Gray's spiritual vision, these dead people mixed in with the living, symbolizing the "fire of existence" of their existence, are now constantly swaying in the dim imperial domain.