I, the final BOSS of the beta test server!

His face was ordinary, and his indifferent gaze overlooked the entire palace with some indescribable indifference.

No one knew the exact time when he appeared, but he just stood there, as if integrated with the entire world... If you didn't see it with your own eyes, you wouldn't even be able to detect the slightest trace of his aura.

"who are you?"

"Are you also an accomplice of those thieves?"

The head maid Anna looked at the old man who suddenly appeared and couldn't help but question him in a stern voice.

She swung her hand violently, and chains shining with dim light followed her wishes and attacked the gardener-like old man.

But, then.

"They don't even possess their own domain... They are merely the dead, relying on the protection of the remains of the Death God to exist in this world. They are just ethereal phantoms."

"Yet you attempted to attack the embodiment of abundance, the master of life."

"Like a moth to a flame...how pathetic, how ridiculous."

Along with that indifferent voice, the next moment.

A green area full of vitality quietly expanded under the feet of the gardener-like old man.

Then, in an instant, the entire palace was enveloped in it.

Then, in the emerald light filled with the breath of life—

The surging dim chains, the figure of the head maid Anna, and even the palace... everything was frozen.

The colors of dusk shattered quietly, and then disappeared inch by inch, returning to nothingness.

Even Anna herself, her body was frozen in place, the dim light fading from her body... That dim light was a blessing from the god of death, but it was being stripped from her body at this moment.

It was as if in just a few seconds, the time that had been stagnant for hundreds of years due to the eternal blessing was relived in her life.

Anna's body and clothes were rapidly aging, weathering, and decaying.

Then, in the space of a breath, time, which had been accelerated by a billion times, came to an end for her.

The head maid Anna disappeared from this world.

Only the dim yellow fragments remained, scattered in the air along with the weathered ashes.

What on earth happened here?

Gray felt that her thinking had become extremely slow, and she was completely unable to understand what was happening before her eyes.

Although from the current standpoint, head maid Anna is undoubtedly his enemy...

But a sixth-level strongman was wiped out from this world in the blink of an eye?

No, it's more than just the chains and Anna, the head maid.

Instead, the entire palace was gradually losing its dusk glow.

The eternal protection disappeared, and the time that had been stagnant was once again imposed on this palace that seemed to have remained unchanged for eternity.

Then it weathered, decayed, broke... and finally turned into scattered dust.

The sound of the palace's main beams breaking was heard in the wind, as if the whole world was shattering and collapsing.

The scene was exactly the same as Gray's memory, with Frozen Water Town reduced to ruins.

"Little Gray, run away!"

"If I'm not mistaken, this is a legend."

"From the Gravekeeper, the legend of the Order of Plenty."

The shadow servant's voice woke Gray from her dazed thoughts.

Gravekeeper?

what is that?

As this thought flashed through her mind, Gray subconsciously wanted to follow the deputy captain's instructions and immediately escape from this palace that was constantly weathering and decaying.

But then, she saw the old man with a tombstone painted on his white robe turned his gaze towards her.

In that emerald green light, Gray's body froze in place, unable to move.

"I see."

"That feeling that my fate was being spied on, did it all come from you?"

"It's not a prophetic power, but rather a power derived from the Long Step to God... It seems that the unique Long Step to God, 'Destiny', has been born."

"I haven't found the remains of the Grim Reaper, but I didn't expect to find some unexpected gains here."

It was clearly just a casual glance.

But the old man, whom the shadow servant called "Gravekeeper", seemed to have seen through all of Gray's secrets in an instant.

next moment--

Thousands of rose petals and leaves were flying.

It transformed into a giant hand that blocked out the sunlight and descended towards Gray from above.

The giant hand moved very slowly, and it looked like it could easily escape from its range... but it also seemed to carry some kind of irresistible force, unstoppable and irreversible.

Gray's mind and spirit are struggling hard, trying to awaken the power of the "destiny" sequence deep in her soul.

However, the power of fate that had seemed invincible in the past, capable of binding even the pollutants of the evil god, and easily taking effect even against a sixth-order powerhouse, turning the tide of battle... now seemed like a pool of stagnant water, completely silent.

Gray could only watch as the giant hand made of flowers and leaves slowly descended from the sky and came towards her.

In the face of the legendary power, all the branches of destiny were cut off... The future world line that had originally extended infinitely was now constantly converging, leaving only the increasingly approaching, destined ending.

But at this moment, the inky black shadow that had been lurking quietly under Gray's feet suddenly rose up.

The shadow transformed into a sharp sword, intertwining with the hand of abundance that descended from the sky and slowly fell.

The inky shadows collide with the vibrant green light...

In just a moment, the dark shadow shattered into pieces, turning into mottled scars.

It's like a moth to a flame.

The thick shadow could not last even for a second before it was swallowed up by the emerald green light and disappeared into nothingness without causing a ripple.

But this gap of less than a second allowed Gray to briefly escape the lock of the fertile field.

An extremely faint, illusory shadow rippled beneath Gray's feet, enveloping the girl's figure.

Then, he quickly fled out of the palace.

"It's clearly the sixth step of the Devil's Long Stairway to Godhood, yet it carries a hint of the blazing sun."

"Cesare's subordinate?"

"Not only the sequence, the supernatural power is also very interesting. It can actually split one's own soul and differentiate into a second incarnation..."

"If my body hadn't been already broken, I might have had a chance to ascend to the legendary level."

"It's a pity—"

The gravekeeper's gaze swept calmly over the black shadow that was constantly disintegrating and annihilating in his own fertile domain, without even a ripple being caused... He then looked at the illusory shadow that was quickly fleeing in the distance, and his old eyes remained calm.

After just a brief exchange of blows, he already understood everything about Shadow Servant.

The long stage of ascension to the gods, "Demon", or as it is called in this era - the long stage of sequence, "Shadow".

In this era when supernatural knowledge is almost extinct, it is rare to be able to reach the end of the sixth step of the ancient "Demon" ladder to godhood.

There is an essential difference between this and the previous deceased who relied on the blessing of the "Remains of the God of Death" and barely reached the sixth level with the help of external forces.

There really is a glimmer of possibility for a legendary seed to cross the chasm and ascend to legend.

Every legendary road is a unique, unrepeatable miracle... Every person who reaches the legendary level is the protagonist of an era.

Therefore, even a secret organization like the Gravekeepers, which has spanned several epochs, is qualified to look down on all living beings in the world and regard them as ants... but they will look up to true legends and legendary seeds.

However, this woman’s legendary journey... had long been completely cut off.

Her body had long been broken, and she was only relying on the power of the "sun" to barely maintain her life.

Moreover, this woman possesses a very powerful ability that allows her to cut her own soul and differentiate into a new shadow incarnation.

Just now, she had paid the price of her original body colliding with herself and her soul being annihilated... Only then was she able to briefly break through her own fertile domain and use another shadow incarnation to rescue the little girl on the "Destiny" step.

"In exchange for this moment of escape, I'll sacrifice my own life..."

"But what's the point?"

"It's just a pointless act."

The gravekeeper reached out his hand again, grabbing the illusory shadow that was carrying Gray away.

Clearly, within just a few breaths, the illusory shadow had already escaped several miles away and was barely visible from sight.

However, as the old man, who looked like a gardener, raised and lowered his hands, the distance of several thousand meters seemed to be penetrated in an instant and kept getting closer.

Only legends can fight against legends. This is the iron law of the world of extraordinary people.

Besides, even if a warrior had reached the end of the sixth stage and was only one step away from becoming a legend, that blow that cost him his life... could only hinder the legend for a tiny moment and could not affect the final outcome at all.

This is the glory that belongs only to legends, irreversible, unstoppable, like fate.

But at this moment, the gardener-like old man suddenly stopped moving.

It was clearly dusk at this moment, but a hot and clear light rose from the end of the horizon.

It shines brightly with the setting sun in the sky, as if there are two suns in the sky at the same time.

It was the radiance of the blazing sun, with a scorching illusory corona, and an aura that was no less than that of the old man's fertile domain.

"This generation's shore keeper, Cecil."

There was finally a change in the old eyes of this legendary gravekeeper.

He recognized this aura, as he had briefly encountered the owner of this aura not long ago.

There are also gaps among legends.

As a gravekeeper who has experienced several eras, his accumulation in the field of legends should be far superior to the newly born legends in the current era.

However, the brief confrontation before made this gardener-like old man realize that this generation of shore guardian Cecil is far more than just an ordinary newly promoted legend.

Instead, he is the one who has truly taken the legendary path to the extreme and is capable of competing with himself.

At the same time, his mental power moved slightly.

This legend of the Sequence of Plenty finally discovered... the location of the remains of the Grim Reaper that the gravekeeper was looking for.

This relic of the god of death is not in the palace at the core of the paradise where the power of the god of death is the strongest.

Instead, it is located on the top of a mountain in the suburbs of Paradise King City.

The old man's gaze paused slightly at the direction where Gray and the shadow servant were quickly escaping, and the direction where the energy was rising like the scorching sun.

Finally, he turned towards the outskirts of the city - where the relic of the god of death was.

"The darling of fate..."

The indifferent words dissipated.

The next moment, the gardener-like figure disappeared.

Compared to the accidental discovery of the "Destiny" Stairway to God, which was a windfall... the goal of "recovering the Relic of the God of Death" from the Gravekeeper was undoubtedly a higher priority.

……

The shadow carried Gray's petite body away at a rapid speed, and the surrounding scenery changed like lightning.

In a blink of an eye, she had crossed the entire Paradise Royal City and was now outside the city's suburbs.

However, even though they were already thousands of meters away from that palace, that old gardener-like gravekeeper...

But the premonition of desolation that seemed to have cut off all futures and led to only a single bleak ending still lingered in Grey's heart for a long time.

That was a warning from "fate," the pressure from a legend. With Gray's current status, she could neither interfere with the legend's fate nor predict its future.

Until a middle-aged man with gray hair appeared in front of her.

He looked to be about fifty years old, wearing a linen shirt, with an indescribable vicissitude in his silver-gray eyes.

And the moment the other person appeared, the warning sign of fate that had been flickering in the depths of Gray's soul disappeared and returned to silence.