The portable grandfathers that appear are all problematic.

When Xue Dinglu left at the end of the day, many of the original fishermen put down their harpoons and straw hats, and joined the procession with the little bit of salted fish and salt they had painstakingly saved.

Tonight's direction is towards the capital.

Tomorrow is a rest day.

……

As dawn broke, the distant capital city appeared before my eyes.

The carriage stopped where it had been, the place where Xue Dinglu and the young general had landed when they traveled through time, and also the place where they had agreed to meet for the last time.

The others also stopped in their tracks. All those who had completed this journey looked at the distant capital city, and at that moment, they even felt as if they were about to be elevated.

Everything has come to an end. They don't know what the outcome of their journey will be, especially as they look at Xue Dinglu. They don't know what kind of ending would be worthy of this mage's arduous journey.

People began to pray, and cats made strange hand gestures in front of their chests; they were all praying in their own way.

When Xue took out the book and turned to the last page, the quill pen floated in mid-air and slowly wrote.

Innovation Century: The Seventh Day, Eternal Day

After writing this line with a quill pen, the sun slowly rose at the far end of the horizon, dawn was approaching, and the sunlight shone on him, your blood-stained hood and thorns fluttering in the wind.

The sun rose, but no unusual phenomena occurred.

Everyone looked at each other, but their hearts were also incredibly firm, and there was no commotion or noise.

"Look, the capital is on fire!" someone pointed to the distant capital.

To be more precise, it wasn't that the gods were on fire, but rather that thick smoke gradually rose from the nobles' territories and mansions.

The sudden appearance of flames shocked people.

After the seventh day of the Innovation Era was completed, the nobles of the entire capital city set off in flames. The flames ignited flammable materials as if by sudden occurrence, and at the same time set hundreds of houses ablaze.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly rang out: "I am the divine messenger who patrols the mortal realm. Who are you, daring to unleash heavenly fire upon the divine nobles who herd the mortals? Are you truly unafraid of death...?"

The moment the divine messenger uttered the word "death," his eyes widened like copper bells as he stared intently at Lan Lin'er. Then, he slumped down and looked at Xue Dinglu, who was now surrounded by a large halo, and weakly said, "God, God, please remember how hard I work. Could you please not burn this city down?"

Although Xue Luding preferred his previous arrogant demeanor, he calmly stated his conditions: "If you can find 10 righteous men among the nobles, I will let them go."

"Ten righteous people?" The divine messenger in charge of supervising the gods, humans, and nobles in the mortal realm was stunned for a moment, and then overjoyed.

How could a group of tens of thousands of divine nobles and branch nobles not be able to gather 10 righteous people? It seems that this future supreme god is giving me face and giving each other a way out.

He immediately flew back to the capital to find 10 righteous people to complete this simple contract.

……

Ten minutes later, the little genius was drenched in sweat.

No, not in this family, not here!

No, why? Among tens of thousands of nobles, let alone gathering 10 righteous men, he was sweating profusely just searching for one.

How could that be? There isn't a single righteous person!

After searching for what seemed like the umpteenth time, he suddenly discovered a man who met the standards of a righteous person in the mansion of a divine nobleman. Overjoyed, he took the man away from the capital and came to the outskirts of the city, speaking in the direction of Xue Dinglu.

“A righteous man, I have found this righteous man, he…”

Before he could finish speaking, flames erupted from the entire area of ​​the divine nobles behind the righteous man.

In an instant, it spread rapidly like wildfire.

The flames ignited the forests, courtyards, and countless supplies and treasures that the noble lords had enclosed.

Powerful legendary and mythical beings rushed to extinguish the fire, but all their efforts were in vain. The heavenly fire, which seemed like divine punishment, was like a leech that could not be easily extinguished and would not spare any flammable material.

The flames spread like wildfire, igniting almost all the noble homes in the entire capital in the blink of an eye. The flames and thick smoke created a dense haze over the entire capital, and this heavenly fire could not be extinguished no matter what.

The gods and nobles began to panic. When even the mythical mage's summoning of a giant water dragon could not extinguish the flames, they knelt on the ground in terror, constantly calling out and praying, calling upon the name of the god-king.

They prayed to the God-King to forgive their mistakes and give them another chance, promising that they would fulfill their quota of handing over the babies.

Chapter 281 He said, it’s ok

A righteous person is someone who conforms to morality.

In simple terms, a righteous person is someone who embodies several of the eight virtues of humility, honesty, compassion, courage, justice, sacrifice, honor, and soul.

Their virtues and conduct will move even the angels, and their ideals and future will astound even the gods. All righteous people have the opportunity to ascend to the higher heavens and become angels.

Those who are not afraid of power are righteous; those who do good and are kind are righteous; those who save lives and heal the wounded are righteous; those who atone for their sins and die for their country are righteous; those who are generous and righteous are righteous...

The standards are very strict, but when you put the number of people in the tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, it is not difficult to select 10 volunteers.

In the era of the Holy See, when the angel Rachel ruled, one or two out of every ten missionaries in remote villages met the criteria for righteousness. If we apply that to the current divinely ordained nobility…

The minor deity responsible for relaying messages between the human and divine realms fell silent.

Among tens of thousands of people, including various family divisions, illegitimate children, and even more than 100,000 nobles with distant relatives, he could not find 10 righteous people. In the end, he could only find one person who met the criteria for a righteous person.

This person was just a 4-year-old child.

The moment this righteous man left the capital, heavenly fire, like a holy flame purifying everything, burned all the noble mansions to ashes.

No matter how much they prayed, or how much they knelt on the ground calling upon the name of the God-King, it was all in vain.

However, the gods seemed indifferent. The heavenly fire continued to mercilessly devour thousands of noble mansions and estates. Flames spread everywhere, and those who tried to put out the fire died in the flames, those who prayed died in the flames, and those who gave up also died in the flames.

When they found it useless to pray to the God-King no matter what they did, and the God-King seemed to never hear their pleas, some of the broken-down gods and nobles finally couldn't help but curse loudly.

"God King, you can't do this. You only need to consider taking in the babies, but we have a lot more to consider."

"God King, are you kinder than us? All our killings are your fault."

"God King, you claim to be pure and virtuous, but you are actually a despicable hypocrite!"

Foul language appeared, and the gods and nobles righteously denounced the fact that the God-King needed to sacrifice a million people every year, and that he had been failing to meet the quota for many years.

This time, it seemed the God-King had heard it.

The tree roots, like venomous snakes, instantly coiled around all those who uttered foul language. Just as they were about to say something, the roots binding them suddenly exerted their force, and the surging power instantly killed all of these beings, some even reaching mythical levels.

The flames ignited the tree roots, and the firelight illuminated the entire capital, symbolizing endless life.

The true god has descended.

Before the eyes of all the pilgrims, the true God slowly appeared before them.

At the moment of His descent, countless servants of the gods sang His name aloud and recited His deeds.

This god-king, who ruled the world for a thousand years, appeared.

He was dressed entirely in clothes made of gold thread, wore a golden crown on his head, and held a golden scepter inlaid with jewels in his hand. This dazzling golden attire stunned most ordinary people.

Because in the common people's understanding, God should be like this, God is like this.

They all held their breath and looked at Xue Dinglu, who was at the forefront, and Lan Lin'er, who was looking down.

No, we should now call her by her real name, Lan Yi.

"Daughter, stand behind your father." These were the first words the God-King spoke.

The group looked at each other in disbelief. Then, they saw the girl who had been by Xue's side the whole time, the girl who had taken on the role of a "nurse" after treating the patient. She was actually the daughter of God!

Shock spread through the crowd, and whispers filled the air.

However, neither the God-King nor Xue Lude cared about the heavenly fire that the gods and nobles in the distant capital were enduring. Before the heavenly fire had dissipated, groundwater flooded in, and the surging waves submerged their mansions.

The God King looked at Xue Luding, his eyes filled with shock and satisfaction, and said, "You are even more outstanding than I imagined."

"You've achieved what I once did in such a short time. You're really impressive." The Mind Flayer seemed to particularly enjoy this way of speaking, his tone full of arrogance. "You are qualified to take your family to the realm of the gods."

“I have no family,” Xue Dinglu said directly.

This moment silenced the god-king, and also silenced the whispers of all his followers, who stared blankly at the scene.

"I see." A slight smile appeared on the God King's lips. "Although you have no family, you still have me, Lanling and Lanyi. We can all be your family, and I can act as a father figure and guide you."

These words caused everyone present to freeze in their thoughts, as if something was amiss with the God-King's words, but they couldn't quite put their finger on what it was.

For a moment, I felt an unbearable discomfort, like scratching my head and cheeks.

The God-King didn't seem to be waiting for Xue's answer, but instead said, "For example, you seem to be particularly dissatisfied with the existing divine nobles. In fact, I have been dissatisfied with them for a long time. Relying on the fact that they are the descendants of my close friend, they abuse the power I have given them without any restraint."

"Even after all these years, the world's population has not increased; on the contrary, it has gradually declined. If you are dissatisfied with them, you may kill them all, overthrow the theocracy, and establish yourself as king. You may implement any system you wish to implement; it is up to you," the God-King said.

He looked towards the direction of the capital, his face beaming with joy, but a hint of dissatisfaction also lingered over the presence of the divine nobles there.

The so-called divine nobles are naturally the descendants of his old friends who fought alongside him against the angels a thousand years ago. Among those friends who helped him overthrow the angels, some possessed sufficient qualifications to become his subordinate gods after becoming the God-King, possessing the power of a quasi-5th apostle.

However, some people simply lack the talent no matter how much resources they are given, so they become the kings of the human world, and their descendants are the current divine nobles and branch nobles.

The god-king believed he had shown great leniency and favor to the descendants of his deceased friend, but thousands of years later, he also discovered that...

too slow.

The collection of human beings and souls is too slow.

After more than a thousand years of development, the population of the entire theocracy has only reached a mere ten million. Every year, he has to collect the bodies and souls of at least one million people to supply the divine tree. However, now, for countless years, the divine nobles have been unable to provide that number of corpses.

Even among these handed-in corpses, nearly half were those who had already degenerated and could not provide much energy at all.

The sacred tree, which should have been in bloom at this time of year, has only managed to produce a single flower bud, and it is still a long way from actually flowering and bearing fruit.

The God-King's patience with these descendants of his old friends had been exhausted.

After he believed that the remnants of that world's consciousness had chosen a "hero," he naturally wanted to select that new hero to be his representative and spokesperson.

In particular, if this "hero" is dissatisfied with the gods and nobles, then let him replace the gods and nobles and become the new king, or become a god who specifically controls the human world.

Although the original plan was to completely tame him through his daughter, the plan changed, and the time was too short. Before the taming effect could be fully achieved, the hero of this world had already become a god.

But it doesn't matter. He is confident that his daughter has the ability to keep such a young hero by her side like a dog. He is confident that as long as this young hero comes into contact with his daughter, who has been nurtured by him for a thousand years and has absorbed the nutrients of the divine tree, he will be completely infatuated with her and unable to extricate himself.

For living beings, their own daughter is a thousand times more attractive than some addictive drugs.

After all, it was his own daughter, but after she was born, he secretly placed her into the flower bud of the divine tree, stealing a lot of the divine tree's energy.

He did this for his daughter's own good, and for her future. After all, the corpse of an angel was still hanging on the sacred tree at that time. It was as if his daughter had taken this opportunity to not only absorb the essence from the angel's corpse, but also to take a bit of the essence of the sacred tree.

A daughter born in this way is a born holy spirit, a natural half-daughter of the world, the most perfect goddess who will captivate anyone who comes into contact with her. This attraction from the sacred tree and the world is irresistible to any living being.

So, to avoid many problems, he sealed his daughter away and separated her from the Holy Spirit.

This was for his daughter's future. He didn't want his future son-in-law to fall in love with his daughter merely for the sake of that holy thing, but rather he wanted to lock her in with the purest love.

This old father is truly heartbroken over his daughter.

Seeing his daughter, who kept her head down, and Xue Luding, who could cross the gap between mortals and gods in just a few days and reach the standard to ascend to godhood, he showed a satisfied expression.

So the plan has changed. Let's completely unite the Holy Spirit aspect of our daughter with him, making him utterly loyal to me.

Even so, it's like giving that kid a free ride, letting him marry both of my daughters at the same time.

However, since my daughter has chosen him, so be it. But first, I need to set up a new seal specifically for this boy on my daughter, so that he won't be able to get his hands on the meat so easily. Then, after taming him for several hundred more years, we can complete the task.

In the mind of the God-King, all the plans for the future had already been meticulously arranged.

First, let this brat have half of the daughter's body, then he can only touch the other half, but cannot go any further. After keeping him in suspense for hundreds of years, let him finally get what he wants.

This old father is truly worried sick about ensuring his son-in-law's loyalty to his daughter and giving her a perfect future and family.

He seemed completely unaware that he was using his daughter as a commodity and a means of exchange.

Thinking of this, he waved his hand, and "Lan Ling" with long silver hair appeared behind him.

"Then you may marry my daughter," the God-King said slowly, "as if you were marrying twin sisters."

Looking at the beautiful, angelic silver goddess, the pilgrims behind them, though resolute in their hearts, could only close their eyes, bow their heads, and pray silently.

The saint's hardships and wanderings led to this ending, which, to them, was the arrival of a myth, a sacred poem, and a legendary story to be passed down for thousands of years to come.

But why do they always feel a little empty? The saint became the son-in-law of the god-king, married two goddesses, and took over the human world in place of the god-king.

Is this really a good ending?

This question arose in their minds.

However, Xue Dinglu simply raised his head slowly, now only able to look up at this god-king, but he said without any respect, "You can go now."

"Hmm?" The God King was puzzled, not understanding what Xue Lude meant. However, behind him, the voices of "two daughters" suddenly came in unison.

"He said, it's time to go!"