Huh? Are they all real?...

After all this was done, the towering king accompanied a former supreme being as they walked up the few remaining steps.

"Your decisiveness truly surprised me."

Sals really didn't expect that woman to be so swift and decisive.

But this is good, because it will allow us to wait for the blood moon to return.

Everything will be much easier to discuss then.

When they reached the bottom of the spiral tower.

They saw the seal, which had already been mostly destroyed by filthy blood.

The wellhead still retains some of its original seal.

Sals stepped back slightly and said:

"Please, let our old friends come back!"

Despite being the king of pure white, there was not a single white symbol on his body; the king simply waved his hand.

One of the two swords he left on the ground was lifted directly up and crashed down with a bang.

In less than a moment, the giant blade shattered the ground and plunged into the area.

It precisely smashed through the wellhead that served as a seal.

With the seal broken, a tremendous suction force emanated from the wellhead.

The force was so strong that it even caused the boulders falling from above to be continuously sucked towards the well opening.

However, it was precisely because of this that both supreme beings discovered the clues.

Something's not right!

This is the final seal of the Blood Moon.

The return of a supreme being is no laughing matter.

Amidst surprise and uncertainty.

Sals walked directly to the wellhead.

But at first glance, there was nothing there.

In that instant, Sals knew the truth.

But he still wouldn't give up and asked the king beside him:

Do you think there are any other sealed artifacts nearby?

Naturally, the towering king shook his head.

"No, how could that be?!"

His allies were not just the White Dynasty, or rather, his initial allies were the Blood Moon.

He existed long before the Blood Moon and died long before it, but the complete death of a god is very difficult.

Moreover, He is a prophet who excels at long-term planning.

Therefore, He left a prophecy, a prophecy specifically for the blood moon—that the scarlet moon will eventually be replaced.

This prophecy drove Blood Moon to increasingly frantic doubts about everything, and also successfully connected him with the person who made the prophecy.

Therefore, He, the Blood Moon, and even Aurora who joined later, had been preparing for this day for countless years.

His prophecy about this was so precise that it even included coordinates!

Therefore, it's impossible for this to be wrong!

It's definitely this direction. This direction?!

Sals, realizing what was happening, looked up at the sky.

Previously, the palace of the King of Turin stood above them.

Now, all that remains above is a starry night with firelight flickering on it.

After a moment, He suddenly laughed:

"We've all been fooled by a little trick."

After saying this, Sals turned around and called to the White King, who was about to order his men to search the entire palace ruins.

"No need, Your Majesty, it's useless. The item is definitely gone."

The king's gaze immediately swept over.

Sals smiled and said:

"In the end, some dwarves did manage to escape. So they must have taken the real seal with them."

"There's no need to rush to send someone after them. After all, I'm still here!"

The ancient, heavy stone slab appeared silently behind Sals.

As the stone slab appeared, Sals placed his hand on it:

Tell me the answer!

As Sals's voice faded.

The stone slab instantly rotated counterclockwise from in front of him and landed on his left.

Seeing this, Sals stroked his chin and laughed:

"It only pointed out the direction?!"

"It seems our dwarf friends are carrying something extraordinary that is interfering with the divination."

"It's just a pity they ran into me!"

After snapping his fingers, the stone slab turned into dust and disappeared.

A new stone slab floated in front of Sals instead.

This time, Sals's hand was no longer suspended on the stone slab, but placed directly on the rough surface of the slab.

"Tell me the exact answer, in the name of the All-Seeing Eye!"

The moment he finished speaking, Sals's expression changed.

Because He felt unprecedented pressure.

In this short period of time, the stone slab in his hand had transformed from extracting His spirituality to demanding His flesh and blood.

He knew very well what had happened.

His prophecy touched upon something mysterious and terrifyingly high in status.

Without any hesitation, Sals shattered the stone slab.

That kind of exploitation also stopped immediately.

It was as if none of this had ever happened.

But looking at it, half of his arm was missing flesh and blood.

Sals found it utterly unbelievable.

He is already Sequence One, and He is the returned Supreme One.

What on earth did I touch?!

But the more this is the case, the more it shows that He cannot stop.

Because a very bizarre thing appeared in His plan.

The skeleton-strewn Sals addressed the White King directly:

"I need your help."

He saw the king's gaze sweeping towards him.

Sals said seriously:

"Seal artifacts 1-666 are with you, right?"

Without giving a reply, the king took out the exquisite double-headed sword.

"A transcendent and magnificent thing that represents the principle of return."

"This is really a very, very good approach."

"I just don't know what name the first practitioner gave to this new approach. I hope it lives up to its great power."

As they spoke, Sals took the small, double-edged sword. The bones in his hand were already visibly covering the flesh.

“Your Majesty, you should know that I was once a Supreme Being, and a Supreme Being of the Prophet’s Path.”

"Although I am only Sequence One right now, with this, I can do some really wonderful things."

"But I have a question for you."

Sals, who had raised the small double-edged sword, asked with a smile:

"Can you accept the loss of a high-sequence sealed artifact?"

This question made the White King give Sals a deep look.

Then, He nodded in agreement without hesitation.

After receiving a reply from the other party.

Sals crushed the double-headed sword in one blow.

In that instant, black and white became its primary colors.

“I am Sals Posenas Kratosd. One who follows the firstborn, one who serves the past, one who pursues the future.”

Sals announced his identity to the whole world.

As He proclaimed the start, for the first time, a giant hand with an eye in the center of its palm appeared above the two supreme beings' heads amidst the starry night.

The eyes that sprouted from that giant hand were tightly closed.

"In the name of the one who takes the firstborn son's divine position, in the name of the Lord of Prophecy, in the name of the All-Knowing One."

"I command you, world, to tell me the answer!"

"The exact answer!"

The eyes on the giant hand suddenly opened at the same time.

Truth is revealed here!

Although it is only temporary, Sals, who sacrificed the principle of return, is now an absolute god.

He is capable of prophesying everything!

Even so, Sals was deeply shocked.

Because the world has indeed provided an answer.

However, the answer was not found on the stone tablet that the prophets had always favored.

It was His flesh and blood!

His flesh and blood were frantically dissipating under the pull of the powerful force.

Then, before Him, a book of sacred words composed of the flesh and blood of God was formed.

Seeing this, the towering king immediately raised his hand and summoned his twin swords, intending to stop the prophecy and save Sals.

But Sals stopped him.

"No, a prophecy can't kill me. I must find the answer. We must know what's blocking our way!"

The tearing of flesh and blood caused Sals immense pain.

But the more this is the case, the more determined He is to persevere.

He had never seen such a terrifying prophecy.

He is now God!

What could possibly require such a sacrifice from even a god?!