Chapter 751 413: The End (Grand Finale)

"Finally..."

Duntemolin sighed in relief, a hint of peace appearing in his Dragon's Eye.

Only those truly within it know how terrifying the pressure they faced in this battle was.

This was a deadly struggle among the top demigods in the world.

Before he came, Duntemolin already had countless scenarios in mind, but more than that, he was prepared for death...

While facing the Mother of Demons, the immense pressure nearly brought him to death several times, but he persisted with a strong determination.

It was a desire to live, a gratitude to Rogel, and also hope for his race...

Fortunately, the terrifying final battle has finally come to an end.

Everything, everything has reached a conclusion.

And they have achieved the ultimate victory...

The Eternal Burning Furnace turned his gaze to Rogel.

Rogel nodded slightly at him, then glanced at all the subordinate gods and allies present.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all."

He nodded slightly.

As his words fell, his true body and blood shell began to converge slowly towards the center of the Divine Altar.

Moments later.

Amidst the release of a vast, towering aura from the Divine Altar.

A colossal god, humanoid yet bearing some monstrous traits, stood up from the sea, standing firm in the darkness.

Mystery accompanied him, the Black Tide surrounding him, endless auras of destruction and fear silently howling.

The Ascension Ladder erupted with infinite power.

At this moment.

Whether at the highest peak of the world, in the deepest ocean depths, or in the dark, unfathomable starry sky...

Every living being only needed to look up to see that infinitely towering figure...

Under the watchful eyes of all.

That infinite majesty, mastering the Black Tide, surrounded by the power of destruction, under the veneration of the world's basic authority, slowly ascended the ladder of the divine throne.

His steps were slow but firm.

His words made the world aware, spreading to every corner of the ocean and land, forging a future with the world.

"The war comes to an end, I am here to reshape a new order..."

His divine form slowly lifted on the divine tier, the authority power of mystery and fear seemed to infect the divine tier, turning it pitch black and ghostly purple.

"The old gods are decayed and weak, constructing solid high walls..."

"Henceforth, they will no longer exist..."

Rogel spoke slowly.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grasped the air firmly.

In an instant, certain ancient things in the world were completely shattered.

These were the fundamental laws upon which faith-based deities relied, the source of the basic desires that controlled ordinary life.

Yet now, they were shattered.

Rogel's many subordinate gods' expressions changed slightly, but the shock and confusion in their hearts were predominant.

He clearly...also relied on this Faith Power to achieve himself, which was his foundation.

Why? The many subordinate gods could not understand.

Yet the Eternal Burning Furnace and Duntemolin did not mind.

The former was engrossed in forging, to him Faith Power was even a shackle, while the latter simply did not need it.

Meanwhile, Sharo and Doyle, upon seeing this, could not help but feel emotional and murmur to themselves.

"Henceforth, all life has truly broken free from the shackles..."

He, Rogel, Master of the Black Tide, and the god of faith for countless believers, could resolutely reshape this basic rule upon ascending the godhood!

In the midst of countless people's shock and confusion.

Rogel continued to advance firmly.

Mystery and fear continued to spread, the powers of calamity and destruction also manifested, blood and devouring further adorned the divine tier beneath his feet.

Finally, he arrived before the singular divine throne.

Rogel slowly turned and sat down.

In an instant, the originally simple divine throne was instantly stained, or more accurately, displayed the will of the dominator...the Black Tide rapidly swept towards the entire world!

He sat atop the divine throne, overseeing the living beings of the world, thoroughly directing the world's subsequent direction.

"The Black Tide has washed the world, allowing decay and filth to perish in fear..."

"Life of the world..."

"No matter where you come from, your strength or race..."

"Mystery will protect you..."

"Fear will spur you forward..."

"Explore freely, let life's brilliance shine..."

His voice resonated within the soul of every being, as if a wise elder of the world imparted expectations upon them.

His authority power, once terrifying and emerging from the dark abyss, was now transformed into a cradle of life under his will...

What an immense heart...

Seeing this, Duntemolin could not help but feel emotional.

He slowly bowed his head towards that supreme divine throne.

"The Giant Dragon Race...will forever follow your will."

Subsequently, the Eternal Burning Furnace, the subordinate gods, Black Tide Believers, and countless beings in the world, all openly and willingly spoke.

"Follow your will..."

...

The sea breeze brought news...

In a distant sea, the Master of the Black Tide, who controlled mystery and fear, ascended the sole divine throne, becoming the leader of the world...

After the final battle, the sky and sun reappeared, shining upon the boundless sea, the starry sky no longer cold, the world restored to its former state...

The head of the Giant Dragon in Dragon Village, Duntemolin, after seeing young dragons soaring and roaring freely, peacefully entered slumber...

The Eternal Burning Furnace dug earth and stones by hand from the seabed, stacking them to form and ignite a grand mountain, researching the true meaning of forging within...

The Divine Blood individuals still faithfully worshiped him and cultivated one elite warrior after another, with him as their totem...

Yinluo'er from the Blood Sea became the new emperor of the Blood Race, enjoying luxury and consumption, yet surprisingly, the Blood Race under his rule lived well...

Meanwhile, in the wild and nascent empire seas, Blade Wind handed over the throne to his brother, setting out in a small boat to explore the limits of the body...

In a secondary world where the Demon Fire burned fiercely, demons continued their cruel slaughter, vying for the power of survival...

...

As for the vicinity of the Divine Altar where the Black Tide's former master ascended the godhood...

The Extraordinary established several new islands.

It replaced the former status of Scot, becoming the center of the entire Black Tide Secret Society, explorers departed from here, historians cautiously sought traces...

No matter who or what race, as long as they knew history, upon arriving here, most would kneel with reverence and piety, sincerely praying towards the center of the Divine Altar...

Rogel and Lina walked side by side to the outer area of the Divine Altar, greeted by the blowing sea breeze.

The Little Elf on his shoulder chattered about wanting food, while Lina's uplifted lips subconsciously revealed happiness.

Once again, the game interface appeared in Rogel's vision.

[New Game]

[Load Game]

[...]

"I am choosing, and so are you..."

Looking at the endless blue sea, Rogel smiled in his heart.

...

The End.