Huh? Are they all real?...

The Holy Grail's answer made the Queen rise, and it also made the Creator look at her deeply.

Then, everything here came to a standstill.

Moen, however, took another step forward.

Standing just four steps away from Moen, she clapped her hands and said:

"Congratulations, only four steps left!"

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The last of the goddesses, the sacred tree, looked solemnly at the creator before her.

Just looking at it made her want to kneel down.

This power was far beyond her comprehension.

The other person said to her with a playful expression:

"Does he know he absolutely can't beat me?"

"I never thought I could beat you."

Under the gaze of the sacred tree, she dropped her playful expression and instead questioned him with utmost seriousness:

"Then why are you still standing here? Why are you still rebelling against your creator?!"

Faced with the Creator's question, the sacred tree bowed deeply and said:

“Because I know I can’t hurt you, I have no hesitation in doing what I’m doing. And because I know he wants me to be with him, I will never back down.”

She respects the Creator, but she will not abandon her king.

The Creator, however, spoke with increasing sarcasm:

"Is that so? Then come and defeat him!"

The cold, white world is changing rapidly.

Warmth, the sun, and the shade of the trees appeared before the sacred tree in a distorted, almost frame-free manner.

The sacred tree remembers this place; this is the Forest of the Sacred Tree. It is the old palace beneath 'her' feet.

Then, the sacred tree witnessed a scene that made her pupils shrink—her king!

The battered and bruised Eternal King stood opposite her.

This is the opponent the Creator chose for her.

Since you are going to accompany your king.

Then I will send my king to face you!

"This is not some kind of simulation trick, nor is it some ridiculous fabricated doll."

"Have you finally remembered? Remembered why the Eternal King died?"

In order to reclaim the night sky, the Eternal King ascended from the Chalk Wall to the starry sky.

In the end, the starry sky was reclaimed by the king, and the king's reign came to an end.

But no one knows where the king finally died.

The Creator's playful voice continued to ring out, while the very heart of the sacred tree nearly stopped:

"He didn't die in the starry sky, he died at your hands!"

For the Creator who created this concept, sacred time is truly not sacred at all.

The king, who had risked his life to return to the foot of the sacred tree, first glanced at the sacred tree strangely, then walked towards it with a sudden realization.

Even though I had never seen her like this before.

Even her king recognized her at a glance.

But it was precisely this action that caused the sacred tree to retreat several steps in fear.

This left the king utterly bewildered.

"Either kill him or stop here. Make your choice! Don't worry, after you kill him, he will remember, and he will definitely understand. But the 'him' now will understand why you killed yourself."

"In the time before and after this, he will always remember that you killed him!"

The Creator's playful voice still echoed. The King couldn't hear it, so the Eternal King simply walked towards her, puzzled.

However, the Eternal King soon stopped.

Before him, the sacred tree trembled and raised its hand toward him.

The spear formed from the roots of the sacred tree was aimed at the king's heart from the sacred tree's hand.

This was undoubtedly a scene that the King could not understand, and a scene that the Sacred Tree could not bring itself to do.

Just saying.

After a brief moment of confusion, the Eternal King, exceeding both her expectations, nodded to the Sacred Tree and said:

"Do it!"

Breathing stopped, and the spear thrust out.

The king didn't know what had happened, but he believed in his goddess.

Chapter 461 Finale

"Only three steps left, Moen. Should I congratulate you in advance?"

Moen did not answer, but his expression was no longer relaxed.

He believed in his goddesses and was grateful that the last three were still willing to come and help him under such circumstances.

However, Moen simply could not trust them as much as he trusted his goddesses.

Let alone the fact that there are only three steps left.

Even a single step can make a world of difference!

After all, that's the Creator!

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Esteo's challenge is probably the most challenging of all so far.

As a standard player without a title, he truly has no romantic entanglements.

Therefore, the Creator arranged a powerful opponent for him.

The conditions for passing the test are very simple and straightforward.

As long as we win!

but

His opponent is the hummingbird!

His left hand had been severed by the hummingbird, and then the bird turned it into a weapon on the spot to retaliate against his authority.

Esteo glanced at his neatly severed left arm, then looked with a wry smile at the hummingbird hovering in the air not far away.

She was also holding a one-handed sword made from her left arm.

"Is this the power of the eldest son? But to use an enemy's arm as a weapon is anything but merciful!"

The hummingbird, gripping its one-handed sword, calmly replied:

"Because you are an opponent I have to go all out against. I am not my brother, so there is no room for me to hold back."

"Thank you. Although I don't think you have no room for maneuver at all."

Esteo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his only remaining right hand.

Suddenly, Esteo arched his back and coughed up a large clump of blood, his right fingertips digging into the ground in the process. Hummingbird's pupils constricted slightly, and by the time she realized it, it was too late—the ground beneath her feet exploded into a bloody mist, and five chains made of blood bound her limbs.

"The Moon King wasn't the only one who fought against the Blood Moon back then!"

As a hero who once rose up against the Blood Moon, he, who had inscribed the power of the Blood Moon upon all things, kept it for when necessary.

He just didn't expect it to be now.

The blade formed from his entire left arm suddenly boiled, and Esteo's right eye was completely consumed by blood. For the first time, the hummingbird showed an expression of strain, as the runic chains binding the sword were now eroding her body in reverse.

The sharp blade in his hand also broke free amidst the boiling water and stabbed towards the hummingbird's heart.

This was originally a trump card that the hummingbird used to erase the records left by the other party.

But now it has become a constraint on itself.

Victory seemed within reach.

But the hummingbird suddenly released its grip on the sword hilt, allowing the blade to still thrust towards itself.

This action made Esteo feel uneasy, but there was no reason for him to back down now.

The blade pressed forward relentlessly, successfully piercing through flesh and blood.

But in the end, it was not the hummingbird that died.

In utter bewilderment, Esteo looked at the blade that had pierced him and asked:

"how come?"

The chains of blood had vanished, and the hummingbird had returned to the ground.

She took a bracelet off her wrist and said:

“Because this is Babylon, a land granted to me by my brother, I really had no way to resist in the end, but my brother could. I’m sorry, I can’t disobey my mother, so even if it’s with the help of my brother’s grace, I must win.”

Esteo smiled wryly and closed his eyes.

Moen stopped for the first time.

This made her ask with a smile:

"Are you giving up?"

Even if the last two win.

It was still just one step short. And when facing the Creator, even a single step could be an insurmountable barrier.

"No, it won't."

"But you've already lost because of him!"

“I’m not saying it’s because he lost. It wasn’t his fault. Esteo fought to the very last moment. He even almost beat an eldest son.”

"It's my fault that he lost. So I should be the one to make up for it!"

Moen took out the divine spark.

The divine status of the true firstborn son.

Moen herself didn't know whether it came from herself or from her divinity.

"I thank you for your gift, and please forgive me for using this to refute your idea."

As the divine essence crumbled, the entire world was engulfed in flames.

The sacred tree was originally designed to support this world.

Although the sacred tree was not ultimately used to support the world, this does not mean that the world no longer needs to support anything.

Instead, the container that held it was transformed into the heart of the firstborn!

When he regained his divine status, Moen realized that the reason he had worked so hard to carve out this white world was for this very moment.

I'm willing to abandon the world at any time for my own sake!

The insurmountable barrier that even the gods, gathered together, could not cross before the Creator's permission, was traversed by Moen amidst the burning of the world!

With his divine essence gone and his body covered in wounds, Moen looked at her earnestly and said:

"continue."

She remained silent, but gently lifted her skirt and bowed.

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