Chapter 1643 Right or Wrong

The light that once illuminated everything is extinguished.

For hundreds of years, that gorgeous color that has made countless rulers hate and envy it continues to this day. It continues shamelessly, burns as if no one else is around, and is so arrogant that it is the enemy of the entire abyss to continue its own time...

Now, it has finally disappeared into the darkness forever.

But no one can feel the slightest joy and excitement anymore.

Not even the courage to mock.

In this darkness that lasts forever, there are only traces of shadows that seem more terrifying than the abyss!

Behind the broken reality, a dark sun rises.

The scorching sun was like a giant whale, falling towards the abyss, setting off ripples of destruction, and everything in its path was turned into insignificant dust.

But even dust cannot escape the gravitational pull caused by disaster.

All substances or essences, disasters or miracles were completely ignited by the scorching sun and returned to the solar disc, disappearing into the eternal silence and nothingness.

The abyss wails.

Amidst the loud noises of countless hells cracking and collapsing.

When the present state undergoes its final transformation amid destruction and solidification, unstoppable gravity bursts out from it, pulling everything toward itself!

From top to bottom, swallow everything...

At the moment of his birth, depth 1 was completely destroyed, and all hell was gone.

Immediately afterwards, in the raging burning, everything in Depth 2 was also ignited... The flames were like plague, and the destruction was like the tide. Once it started to spread, it was unstoppable.

When Depth 3 also quietly turned into nothingness, the fire of infinite darkness was like a torrential rain, pouring down to a deeper depth.

One after another, the fire of destruction with a beautiful halo turned into stars and fell towards the abyss. Wherever it passed, it easily penetrated, tore and crushed all obstacles.

The seeds of despair are sown, and the revelations of destruction are brought about.

Now, the sun of reality shines on hell.

The entire abyss is shrouded in the scorching sun, bathed in the cruel light, and accepts destruction.

And with the destruction of hells one after another, countless large groups were burned to death, and all the remaining dust and ashes gathered towards the center under the gravity of the disaster, causing the sun to expand again.

Let the world filled with endless disasters and destruction grow again, gradually forming a huge mass that even the Mother of Stone can't compare with!

This is where the unstoppable cycle begins.

So simple.

It's so simple that even in the Kingdom of Heaven, the committee that observes everything is in disbelief and questions again and again, is this another hallucination coming from somewhere?

Creation is so demanding that there is no room for error. It is so difficult to maintain, and the past and future are so heavy, making the present become like a purgatory.

But only, destruction is so simple.

It's like...breathing!

It happens naturally, it spreads naturally, it dies naturally——

Pain, despair and lamentation, everything burns in this brutal light, returning equally to the scorching sun. This silence cast by eternal darkness is the final salvation!

Now, just by looking up, you can feel the cold compassion, and just by listening, you can feel the pious chants of countless suffering souls.

Praise the sun, praise the sun.

Eternal destruction is coming, there is no need to fear or hesitate.

Just ask for mercy, just wait for redemption, just offer this admiration and gratitude from yourself, and the sun that destroys all will send down gifts and care for the humble and twisted little soul!

"Holy! Holy! Holy!"

On the dry wasteland, between the narrow mountain crevices, in the stinking ocean and the painful acid rain... In the endless hell, there are rickety figures prostrate on the ground, regardless of the storm and the wind that is blowing in their faces. Disasters, devout prayers, crazy praises, overestimating views, even if your eyes are burned out!

Inspired by self-destruction and truth, blood and tears slowly flowed down his cheeks.

Can't wait, want to embrace the ultimate gift and destruction.

The moment of end has finally arrived...

With the birth of the Dark Sun, the uppermost depth zone of the abyss was completely destroyed!

Thirty layers of depth were reduced to ashes under the burning sun, followed by the withered area where countless large groups and rulers gathered... But in the past, the most lively and noisy area of ​​the abyss has become so quiet.

Empty.

Almost all the large groups have left due to the payment of blood tax and the recruitment of Titan horns. Only the remaining large groups and the rulers with luck have nowhere to escape.

Desperate prayers, futile escape, or overestimating resistance...

In just sixteen hours, more than forty levels deep, all hell was burned away. And the scorching sun that swallowed up all the hells was already huge enough to distort the depth.

Since the scorching sun circulates, the invisible turbulence has formed a terrifying whirlpool that has never been seen before. Massive hell wreckage is dotted on it, reflecting the sunlight, shining like luxurious jewelry.

In this way, everything is burned, radiating a cruel light.

The scorching sun is like taking a leisurely stroll.

Slowly downward.

Heading towards the Abyssal Dark Zone.

Towards the enemy who has been waiting for a long time...

Within the realm formed by countless hells, dazzling electric lights continuously shot out.

The hell that was destroyed by the giants in the past only left a fragmented ocean. In the ocean, endless thunders came and went, forming a magnificent landscape like shackles, controlling everything.

It turned into an insurmountable iron wall, locking the dark scorching sun tit for tat.

Keep Him in chains!

And just deeper, there is a scarlet color that is so dazzling that even lightning cannot cover it.

For epochs after epochs, no one knows how much blood tax the subjugated country has drawn from the abyss... But only when this power sprouted from the essence of the abyss and poured out with infinite life can it be truly felt. Come, the horror of national subjugation.

When the bell of the departure palace rang, endless blood flowed out like a river, coiling between hells and huge palaces...

It was as if the entire abyss had been given life.

In the instigation of the bell, infinite blood rushed from the depths, covering everything, causing the huge abyss to wake up.

Countless hells turned into his body, and endless blood was his pulse. After countless rulers from all over the country formed his limbs, the most noble souls took possession of it.

The King of Blight has been waiting for a long time!

The scorching sun of the abyss, the thunder king, the bloody sea of ​​subjugation...

As countless hells collapsed, when the three hell kings looked at each other, the huge abyss seemed to become so narrow.

The struggle is gradually approaching.

From each other's expectations...

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At the highest point of the Abyssal Dark Zone, between the majestic ocean intertwined by endless electric light, the towering Giant's Seat stands at the highest point.

"Is your Majesty still waiting and watching?"

The priest of the storm walked up the steps step by step, holding on to his crutches, and exclaimed: "It's been two days... I haven't seen you so excited for a long time."

The Maharaja didn't respond immediately, he still held his chin and gazed attentively.

The majestic sun disk seemed to encompass the entire abyss, and countless hells were burning in black flames and falling apart...

Destruction like a flood.

Perhaps, this is what the so-called end looks like.

"It's so beautiful."

The Great Lord murmured softly: "Sweep away the chaos, burn away the disputes... It's really pleasing to the eye. It's like everything is coming to a conclusion."

"Does your Majesty also think that is the conclusion?"

The officiant glanced at the scorching sun, which stung his eyes, and wondered: "Is it right to destroy everything?"

"Correct? Wrong? It's always meaningless."

The Lord shook his head slightly, raised his finger, and drew forward. From the fingertips, all the fragments and dust of the infinite hell opened out to both sides.

"What do you think is the difference between right and wrong, Chaofeng?" The Lord asked casually: "Is there an absolute criterion between the two?"

The officiant thought for a moment: "In my humble opinion, it is the nature of living beings to seek life and avoid death, and living together in the same group is the foundation for the growth of a group. The criterion for distinguishing right from wrong... In a nutshell, this is the so-called 'morality', right?"

Because it follows morality, it is correct.

It is wrong because it violates morality.

The so-called order is precisely because of this.

This is the boundary between right and wrong, a rule that cannot be violated.

The Great Lord laughed: "Then whether it is the current situation or the abyss, the sea of ​​thunder or the subjugation of the country, all moral principles are the same?"

The officiant was silent.

If the morality of the abyss is the law of the jungle, then the morality of the current situation is the symbiosis of all things, the morality of dominating a subjugated country is the law set by the King of Blight, and the morality of the Thunder Sea is a challenge to fate and the enemy...

"Now, do you understand?"

The Maharaja laughed: "Creatures can survive forever only by following morality, but for those who truly establish the order of moral control, the so-called right and wrong are just their own wishes."

Without such understanding, there is no way to break through the shackles of morality and right and wrong; without the determination to redefine morality and order, there is no way to become a giant.

Giants are unreasonable and unreasonable. Giants do not obey other people's morality and order, because for Thunder Sea, giants are the yardstick of right and wrong.

It is not because you are good that you become a giant, it is not because you are evil that you can defeat the enemy, it is not because you are holy that you are powerful, and it is not because you are sinful that you have power.

This is wrong.

Quite the opposite of the truth.

Because you are strong, kindness is worth flaunting, and because you are strong, evil is meaningful. Holiness and sin are nothing but the giant's choices, and have nothing to do with right or wrong.

This is what is called morality.

Then, the so-called answer is the same——

"If he wins, then it is right to destroy everything and rebuild the abyss."

The Lord said slowly: "If I win, then this is just another counterattack from the enemy, another honor that proves the strongest... nothing more."

The officiant was silent for a long time and asked in confusion: "Then, why did the Great Lord look at it for so long?"

The Maharaja thought for a moment and laughed softly.

"I just can't wait."

That smile, so happy, full of expectation and joy, seemed to be filled with a spirit that excited everything, and made the chief priest feel slightly absent-minded.

He had seen it once.

On the day before Thunder went to challenge the previous king as a giant...

In the past, Shiofeng, as the judge of the giant battle, stood between the two. When he saw such a look in Thunder's eyes, he no longer had any doubts about the outcome.

"The abyss is so beautiful, Shiokaze."

The Maharaja sighed softly, looking at the approaching scorching sun, "After a series of battles, I can still have something to look forward to... Being illuminated by such light, after waiting for so many years, I suddenly feel less lonely."

In silence, the officiant stared at that expression and couldn't help but feel fascinated.

But then, he couldn't help but regretted: "It's a pity that there is no wine...it was all ruined by that guy from Ashes."

"There's no hurry." The Maharaja said, "Wait a moment."

The officiant was confused: "What are you waiting for?"

Soon, in the endless rising blood in the abyss, a ray of light rose up like a star, flew towards the throne of giants, and landed on the table in front of the king.

The fine wine in Jue is like amber, with a charming fragrance.

Reflecting the giant's eyes.

At the highest point of the palace, there was a lonely figure holding up a wine glass and nodding.

"Look, Shiokaze."

The Maharaja laughed out loud, full of joy: "Am I the only lonely person?"