And in that instant, the God of Love and Change, who had been resisting the eroded power surging from the depths of her origins, finally at this moment—

Went mad!

In the divine realm of the God of Love and Change, nearly all creatures let out a wail of despair at this moment, and then in the blink of an eye, they were all marked with a leaden-grey stain.

[There is nothing eternal in this world, even the world itself will wither away, let alone the gods. No matter how mighty a pantheon or deity may be, they too may face a dusk of gods, and this moment, is the time when you, and I alike, must wither away together]

The God of Love and Change ceased her constant summoning of beautiful things from her divine realm to her side. When she raised her head, a strange smile finally appeared on her face.

Her eyes were filled with a deathly stillness, as if realizing that no matter how she struggled, she was doomed to step into the abyss of destruction, entering a cycle of fated downfall.

This feeling was unpleasant; she should have understood long ago that without enough resolve to sever decisively, the greatest problem would surely arise, that no matter what she did, she was merely prolonging the time of her fall.

But to let her strike at her own soul...

That was rather difficult.

At least the God of Love and Change couldn't complete the cutting of herself in the first instance, so even though she persisted to this point, she could no longer find a cure for her despair.

Why did it end up like this in the end?

How much time has passed, even the God of Love and Change herself doesn't remember anymore.

Indeed! Unknowingly, that self who once pursued love and change has unwittingly traversed long years, from being an unremarkable professional to becoming a demigod, seizing the Divine Fire, igniting the path to Divine Enthronement, and finally attempting to climb to the pinnacle of the world.

Gradually, her gaze was no longer limited to grasping just a bit of power, and by chance, influenced by her own power, she finally discovered those existences known as Spark of Divine Fire somewhere.

But it was already somewhat too late.

Just like the equivalent exchange in alchemy, under the influence and supply of sufficient external power, the God of Love and Change gradually transformed the foundation controlling all of this from converting into another nature to converting into a completely different substance.

Entranced by the changes brought by this nearly omnipotent power, she spent years in the divine realm of the God of Love and Change.

Like an observer, the identity of the God of Love and Change quietly watched, witnessing her former divine realm and everything she had accumulated being changed.

She was like an observer, quietly watching as the civilization she had nurtured was extinguished, and then watching another batch of foolish and ignorant lives, who finally gained the ability to think rationally, only to watch helplessly as the lives she created were quietly lost.

In the end, it seemed like she had everything around her, yet nothing at all.

And at this moment, the God of Love and Change faintly felt a premonition:

Soon, she would likely meet her day of death.

There was a kind of incomparably profound power, seemingly harmless, even said to be the gods' favorite offering.

But the issue was, this offering concealed the most poisonous power of the Chaos Four Forces in this world. These forces, used once or twice, might not have any effect, but for her, who had been incessantly absorbing this powerful and beautiful power.

This meant that when there was no way to stop her own desires, all these prerequisites simply didn't exist.

But now, everything had changed.

Or rather, it was precisely because that last bit of conscience as a righteous god awakened the final trace of benevolence deep in the God of Love and Change's soul that allowed her, who had no desires left, to so frantically squeeze this power, until everything she cherished turned to dust, knowing that only to this extent could such power be unsealed.

And now, she felt not the slightest bit of joy.

In this final period, she still lay quietly on the bench.

Seeing that she was about to die, she wasn't sad at all.

She quietly watched her once most beloved children rushing into the trap she had set with a moth to the flame like manner, and then, as expected, being continuously eradicated by the Floating City in the process.

She quietly watched this scene, watched the things she once loved fade away in an instant like those she had similarly loved before.

Suddenly, a tear trickled down her cheek.

The demise of those children, although it pained her deeply, seemed in this moment she also extracted something most essential from this mountain of corpses and sea of blood.

In that moment, the God of Love and Change saw her Church's legions, dispatched to the northern wilderness to fight, like moths to a flame, slowly vanishing in the candlelight.

She finally understood, what she had longed for all these years was, surprisingly, to reunite with everyone, recasting the entire cycle of life.

Indeed, just like that, there would be no more wars, no more hatred, everyone could live happily together... in the divine realm of destruction she created for them!!!

This unprecedented and exhilarating sensation, at the very moment of its birth, rapidly spread all over the world.

But the God of Love and Change could no longer feel any of it, she only bore a twisted and hideous smile, uttering horrifying words:

"I see, so this is the feeling of being an Evil God?"

The former God of Love and Change thus completed her own "transformation," distorting the originally beloved divine realm into a decaying realm of pollution origin.

She seemed to gradually calm down:

"So, this is the power of the Evil God, a power that once begun cannot be reversed, standing completely in opposition to the power of deities, even the greatest gods could only counteract but not completely escape its influence.

Indeed, all things in this world are back to the original starting point; no one can escape the fate of destruction and decay, be it gods or Longevity Species, against HIM, against this world itself, there is simply no distinction between righteous and evil gods!

If such were to judge these matters, in the end, it would all be—

None are eternal!

Enough, enough.

Having come this far, before I'm completely mad, let me help those poor children once again!"

The God of Love and Change stepped out from her divine realm that was gradually undergoing qualitative change, revealing a sickly smile on her face: "Ah, where should I begin first?

So many of my children are wailing, what a frightening power this is.

But it doesn't matter, in the face of true deities, feel the absolute death!

Come, come, merge with me!"

The God of Love and Change spread her arms wide, seeming to embrace the entire world.

No, no, at this very moment, the God of Love and Change clearly felt, all the power she possessed was at that moment met with response from the world.

After all, as a deity, she was inherently a part of this world!

"Then, respond to my call, my child, Mephiel, Let me lead here and begin the prologue of destruction, just like many years ago, blindly standing by won't earn mortals' gratitude. From now on, we shall refine this world devoid of faith, until the time when everyone speaks of the name of the gods...

They will sincerely chant our names!"

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