Huh? Are they all real?...

Seeing Nicholas lying at his feet, knowing that He was truly dead, Moen did not stop there.

Instead, he straightened the Divine Punishment Greatsword and pierced it into His body.

This is not Moen's intention to desecrate the remains of the dead, but rather Moen's intention to burn the plague.

If Nicholas were not a war-loving evil god, the plague could have caused far more destruction than people could have imagined.

This power was so terrifying and malevolent that Moen wanted to return it to the origin.

Destroying uniqueness, or rather, destroying any extraordinary characteristic, would have been unimaginable in the past.

Because they are indestructible and unchangeable, they will only disperse and then reunite in some corner of the world, waiting for new users to arrive.

This isn't an ironclad rule, but it's common sense.

Even gods, or even more ancient and noble eldest sons, have no way to truly destroy a transcendent characteristic, even if it is only a small Sequence Ten characteristic.

But today, Moen is going to burn down the uniqueness of a divine path!

The golden greatsword was plunged into the remains of Nicholas.

What was originally just a faint flame attached to the sword blade suddenly burst into a dazzling display of flames.

Because the fire that destroyed the world obtained something that could truly be called fuel.

The unique essence that had begun to condense within Nicoros's body also began to burn under the near-collapsed gaze of another deity.

"So, did Mother really want to destroy the world she loved most?"

Upon hearing the sound, Moen turned slightly to look behind him.

The first prophet, and the only eldest son of the prophetic path, Prophet Helios, stood behind Moen in a dazed state, looking even more dejected than Nicholas.

As the eldest son, he believed that no one could destroy his extraordinary abilities.

But precisely because he was the eldest son, his eyesight was so good that he couldn't even deceive himself into believing that everything in front of him was an illusion.

That uniqueness of the plague was truly burning.

Although it was not fast, its destruction was real!

This clearly proves another point—this is the world-destroying fire left by the mother.

Because this is a miracle that only the primordial can accomplish.

He believed that even their elder brother couldn't do it.

"If Mother actually thought of destroying this world, then what about me, my brothers? What about us who are trying so hard to protect this world?"

This discovery deeply shattered his spirit.

He always thought that his mother simply didn't love him or her eldest sons, but that she still had love in her heart.

She must have deeply loved this beautiful world she created with her own hands.

But now, irrefutable evidence tells him that the Creator doesn't even love this world.

Admittedly, he had many other reasons to explain all this. For example, that was just what his mother thought at the beginning, but later, she truly learned to love and fell completely in love with this beautiful world.

However, having seen the original form with his own eyes, he knew that the answer was the one he was thinking of.

He, his brothers, and even this world, are all merely a whim of the Creator.

Even the great Creator, who still fervently protects this world, is no exception.

For to the Creator, even the gods feel that a long time has passed in the blink of an eye.

What mortals and gods consider great sacrifices are merely minor concerns for the Creator.

Once she gets tired of it, the flames will likely burn across the entire world.

Moen did not answer him, because his question was not directed at Moen.

He was asking himself, or rather, asking the origin.

Neither he himself nor the Great Primordial would provide an answer.

One simply didn't know, and the other completely ignored it.

He approached the flames listlessly, and after a long pause, he finally asked:

"Where did you find this flame?"

"Spirit world."

"Where exactly?"

"The sun, the sun in the center of the spirit world."

Hearing this answer, he gave an even more bitter smile:

"You mean, that sun that still floats in the center of the spirit world? That's the source of this fire? Ah, hahaha, Mother, do you intend to burn this world down at any moment?"

You can enter the spirit world from anywhere in the mortal world, and the sun in the spirit world shines on it forever.

Conversely, when that sun sets, the flames of destruction can enter any place in the mortal world from the spirit realm.

This is equivalent to the fact that the original being had long ago planned to destroy the world at any time.

Seeing his wry smile, Moen didn't continue.

For example, that sun can no longer unleash its world-destroying flames.

For example, that sun has actually been replaced.

In Moen's silence, he had already crouched down in front of the blazing flames.

He stared straight at the raging flames before him with a complex expression that even Moen couldn't describe.

"Was it completely burned down? Was it burned down to nothingness? Did it become nothingness, or did it change into another state?"

"Just like water turns into steam when it's boiled, rather than disappearing completely?"

But after saying that, he shook his head with a bitter face and said:

"No, not at all, there really is nothing left, Mother. Are you so tired of our existence that you want to erase everything? If so, why did you create us and this world?"

Looking at Prophet Helios, who was constantly talking to himself and becoming increasingly self-destructive.

Moen's expression was somewhat subtle.

After a moment, he carefully considered his words and said:

"you are wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"It's that place where nothing is left."

Prophet looked at Moen behind him with a startled expression.

The other party, looking slightly embarrassed, said:

"This is indeed the only way to destroy the plague, but it doesn't burn it to nothing; rather, it returns it to its origin."

The eldest son is the eldest son after all, so he immediately said:

"The special characteristics have been removed, returning to the essence. All the pathways come from the mother, but the various pathways were not like this from the beginning. Rather, they were created by the mother stripping away her own power and endowing them with special characteristics?"

"Well, you said that yourself, and I have no proof to prove it. But perhaps you're right?"

Moen had also considered this, but he had no evidence, and his understanding of the World-Destroying Flame was limited to a single text.

The original flame used to burn the world can burn everything and then return it.

This is the item details the company wrote for the World-Destroying Flame.

The simplistic narrative led Moen to believe that the company had learned from the fragmented storytelling of a bastard who had to cross three hundred miles of poisonous pools and fifty cliffs to get to school, only to find himself late and then facing a door that couldn't be opened from one side.

He clearly hadn't listened to Moen; he simply stood up, lost in thought:

"But this raises a new question: how did my mother come up with all this? Did my narrow-minded thinking underestimate her greatness, or... or..."

It is impossible for a person to describe or conceive of something they have never seen.

For example, no one can name something that doesn't exist at all, because they don't even have a concept of it.

All they could say were things they already knew, at most they had broken them down and reassembled them.

By the same token, it should have been the same in the beginning.

If these forces were not originally like this, then how were they shaped in the beginning?

In utter astonishment, he suddenly stared blankly at Moen and said:

"Did someone tell Mother about it?"

Noticing that his gaze was fixed on him, Moen subtly shifted his body away.

"Don't look at me, I don't know anything about this."

"You're the eldest son, why are you looking at me like that? I'm not the eldest son! I've only ever heard of the Age of Gods!"

Upon hearing Moen's words, he reverted to his dazed expression.

"If such a person existed, I wouldn't be completely unaware of it. So, I was just presumptuously speculating about my mother's greatness with the foolishness of an ordinary person?"

Upon hearing this, Moen couldn't help but glance at the World-Destroying Flame, something he had previously known nothing about.

Not only was the fire right next to him, but because he was so close, he could feel the flames of the new firewood burning ever brighter towards him.

No, your pants are almost burned through, aren't you going to take a look?

"Um, maybe?"

"Ah, yes, I am just my mother's creation, how could I possibly understand her greatness?"

Feeling he had found the answer, Prophet gradually quieted down.

Then, he suddenly asked Moen:

"And what about you? What should I call you? Trajan or Asclepius? You too are beyond my comprehension."

He was staring blankly at the flames a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Moen.

Eyes met, almost touching, as he scrutinized Moen and said:

"You have broken the ironclad law of the God-King! You are an impossible being! What exactly are you?"

In his eyes, Moen before him embodied both Queen Ceresera and Goddess Ansa.

This undoubtedly broke the ironclad rule of the God-King.

Moen shook his head and said:

"Perhaps you are just presumptuously believing that the ironclad rule of the God-King is one God and one King?"

He spoke with increasing intensity:

"Do you think I'm stupid? You're the only exception!"

Honestly, you're pretty stupid, even though you look smart.

Moen said without batting an eye:

"You're really quite stupid. For example, you seem to have forgotten that there's an even more outrageous exception than me."

"Who?"

"Eternal King Erenian Gilgalard!"

The moment the name was uttered, Prophet stared wide-eyed in utter astonishment.

"I merely hold the dual roles of god and king, and there are precedents for this before me, such as those who are god-kings to each other, while the Eternal King is one king and two goddesses."

"So, you're saying I'm the only exception? Isn't that incredibly stupid?"

It seems to make sense, but it also seems like it's all nonsense.

This successfully left Prophet at a loss.

His current feeling is that he thinks this guy is fooling around, but he can't say he's wrong.

Moen then said:

"Do you still remember what it was like when the first pair of supreme beings who were each other's god-kings appeared?"

That was one of Moen's rare regrets.