What you see, what you hear, what you touch, everything you can perceive has now been "stained" red.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Countless lost souls and priests began to burst, adding new brightness to the surrounding red. It wasn't a mass slaughter, but the randomness, like playing Russian roulette, brought a more oppressive sense of fear because no one knew if they would be next.

This once noisy world, like a radio with the sound turned off, became eerily quiet as if everything had sunk into the blood-red abyss.

Those who wanted to escape felt as if they were standing in a quagmire. Although their bodies were not physically restrained, every movement felt slow-motion. It was a distortion of self-awareness, no, a distortion.

From awakening to movement, from pushing open the door to sticking out their bodies, throughout this entire process, Rui Liersa's behavior was almost nothing like the legendary gods.

But it wasn't until this moment that the divine side of her truly appeared.

Bed looked at the blood around him, standing there dazed for a long time, tears streaming down his face.

Then, he picked up the brush next to him. In an instant, his movements returned to normal as he quickly painted on the paper.

For a true artist dedicated to art, this bestowal of inspiration was a true miracle.

Because it was possible that in this moment alone, it was enough to overturn all his previous understanding of "beauty."

Pierre held a bottle of wine in his hand, constantly scanning his surroundings. The color was right, but where was Linda?

"Darling."

A familiar voice sounded from behind Pierre. He immediately turned around and saw his long-awaited wife standing in front of him.

"Linda!"

Pierre ran towards her.

Linda looked at her approaching husband and smiled. "Darling, I'm sorry you can't touch me because..."

Linda was embraced by Pierre.

She was somewhat startled, but the sensation from her husband's embrace felt so real at this moment. She was confused, but the familiar feeling from her husband made her instinctively give up all thoughts and raised her arms, tightly hugging her husband.

"That wall goddess is a fraud. She doesn't deserve your devotion. She deceived you and took you away from me. She is so ugly, so dirty, so corrupt!

Linda, I hate her, I curse her, I hope she will forever be damned!"

This was the most primitive hatred born out of love. Even if the other party was a god, they were still the object of his hatred.

"Darling, the wall goddess is a great existence. It was only when I got close to her that I realized how insignificant I am, and I realized the vastness that belongs to the gods.

Darling, I love you. It hurts me to leave you, but I will never regret choosing the gods."

"I know, I know, Linda. I know that my wife chose faith over love. I know that my wife abandoned me. I accept that my wife is a lunatic, a person twisted by paranoid beliefs.

But I still love you. From the moment I first saw you, I was attracted to you, Linda. I will sink for you in this lifetime.

Do you know, as a psychologist, I have always been very clear that our emotions, our marriage, even our mental state, all have significant problems.

We are like two mentally ill people, but we fit together perfectly.

You can praise your god to your heart's content, and I can curse that god to my heart's content. It doesn't hinder us from embracing each other right now."

"Darling, before I met you, I never thought I would get married. I never thought I would experience the feeling of falling in love with someone. I belong to the wall goddess, but in my heart, I have already left my mark with you."

Mr. Bed, who was painting, couldn't help but shout, "I say, can you recite this kind of stage play lines somewhere else? Don't disturb an art-loving painter in his creation?"

Linda looked at Mr. Bed and spoke, "Mr. Bed, my memories have become very confused. I need your help to sort out my memories."

Mr. Bed didn't even lift his head and asked, "What's the problem?"

"Starting from Rulan, from when you ordered me to participate in that god-summoning ceremony."

"What happened?"

"After I died, my soul attached itself to the paint, attached itself to my husband, attached itself to the house. Because of my husband, I was pulled out at that time. He couldn't distinguish, and I couldn't distinguish either. This was the first time it was chaotic.

The second time it was chaotic was when the god-summoning ceremony began, my soul encountered turbulence."The third disturbance was when I was with the god. The god's breath made me lost for a while, and I also carried a part of the god's memory."

Mr. Bede shouted, "So, are you showing off your relationship with the god to me? I won't be jealous, really, I won't be jealous!"

"I want to ask you something, about Mr. Karun. I have been thinking for a long time, and when I saw Mr. Karun again, I realized that every time my memory was disturbed, it was related to him."

"What's wrong with Mr. Karun?"

"Wasn't it an evil god that descended during that god summoning ceremony?"

"That thing is already in the past," Mr. Bede replied.

"No, that thing is far from over. Its influence has been lasting until now. Bede, I hope you answer truthfully. I want to reshape my memory and understanding of Mr. Karun."

Mr. Bede finally stopped his brush and turned to Linda, asking, "Did the god bring you here?"

"I don't know, because I have already merged with the god's consciousness."

"Well, go ahead and ask."

"The evil god summoned during that super-grade god summoning ceremony?"

"There was no evil god, only Karun. Karun came back and successfully resurrected himself through the super-grade god summoning ceremony."

"No evil god?"

"No."

"Then is Mr. Karun still Mr. Karun?"

"Of course, who else would it be?"

Linda shook her head and smiled, "You are deceiving me, Bede."

Then, Linda's expression became serious, and she said in a deep voice, "Bede, you are deceiving me."

"I'm just answering your question."

Linda asked, "Do you really not know who Karun is?"

Bede asked the same question, "Do you really not know who Karun is?"

"His true identity is beyond your imagination."

"He is my daughter's fiancé."

"I think you should seriously consider your identity."

"I think you should seriously consider your identity."

"The Wall God is watching you ahead."

"But I don't see the Wall God in front of me."

Linda didn't argue anymore, but looked at Piajie and said gently, "I should leave."

"Are you leaving?"

"Yes, I have to go back because the god is not ready to descend yet. I will enter a deep sleep with the god and wait for the next true descent."

"I hope you can stay."

"But I want to stay by the Wall God's side."

"You can keep the Wall God in your heart."

"But I can't deceive myself."

Linda pushed Piajie away, and her figure began to dissipate. Piajie immediately grabbed his wife's hand, and the dissipating Linda began to condense again.

The red color around Piajie began to fade, not because it dissipated, but because it absorbed.

"Is it because I still can't let you go in my heart?" Linda looked at her hand held by her husband in confusion.

"Maybe it's the Wall God who wants you to stay, to stay by the side of the person who truly loves you. We can go back to Rui Lan and live our lives like before, just like before. We don't lack money if we don't use points."

"No, I feel ashamed because I am not loyal enough to the god."

Linda exerted force again, shaking off Piajie's hand. As her figure quickly retreated, she began to dissipate rapidly. It seemed that if she hesitated a little more, she would not be able to leave.

Piajie stood still, feeling lost.

"Although it is inappropriate to say these things now, I think you can move on from this relationship. I know that being moved by oneself can be addictive, but it seems a bit ridiculous to others."

Mr. Bede said while picking up the bottle next to him, cursing, "Damn it, you secretly drank all the wine!"

Piajie walked to Mr. Bede's side and asked, "Can't the Wall God descend?"

"It descended, but it failed. The current red color is not so much the god's anger as it is the god venting."

"But I feel that I am one step closer to my Linda."

"Who do you think Linda will choose between you and the Wall God next time?"

"She will choose the Wall God."

"Will you still strive for the next time?"

"Of course, I will."

"But the result can never be changed."

"I think... it's not necessarily."

"Whatever, as long as you're happy."

"The Wall God's descent is about to fail, why don't you feel sad?"

"Because I didn't listen to some short-sighted guy and insisted on leaving money for next week's rent and return ticket.""Oh, hearing this news, I also feel much happier. What are you painting? Just now, you seemed to have been triggered by something significant."

"Yes, indeed, a significant trigger."

"Can I take a look?"

"Of course, go ahead." Mr. Bede unfolded the painting he had just finished in front of Piajie.

"What place is this? Hmm, what scene is this? It feels a bit too ordinary. I thought you would paint something that gives people goosebumps at first sight."

"This is the design for my daughter's wedding venue. In a little over a month, my daughter will wake up from her slumber, and I need to prepare a gift for her."

"What I mean is, did you paint this based on the inspiration you just received?"

"Yes, I had a sudden idea, and using a red color scheme for the wedding venue design seemed nice."

...

The Wall God climbed up from the ground, and around her, people were constantly disintegrating like fireworks, like scattered piano keys, playing a farewell elegy for her.

She looked at her scarred hands, feeling a bit lost and angry.

She knew she couldn't win anymore. Not only could she not obtain enough food on this island, but she would also be suffocated by it.

Throughout endless ages, she had been obsessed with doing one thing, so she didn't know how to fight.

Of course, the current situation had little to do with whether she could fight or not. She was too weak and too hungry.

She began to look around, seemingly hesitating.

Linda's figure appeared on her shoulder and said in a deep voice, "God, are you confused?"

Rui Liersa didn't answer. She turned around and started walking back towards the Gate of Reincarnation.

This vast blood-red color couldn't be sustained for too long. In fact, it had already faded by half. Since she couldn't continue moving forward, she chose to retreat.

Even if it meant leaving a mess behind.

However,

As she began to walk towards the Gate of Reincarnation, strands of golden radiance continuously overflowed from her broken body.

She froze,

Seeming to not believe everything that was happening.

...

"Rui Liersa's divinity is dissipating!"

Lord Darl screamed.

"Divinity, dissipating?"

No church scripture would record the concept of "divinity dissipating" because they all assumed that gods were eternal. How could a book praising gods analyze their deaths?

"Divinity is the foundation that maintains a god's divinity. Once divinity dissipates to a certain extent, the god's divinity will no longer be able to remain intact. This means there is a danger of falling from the god's position."

No matter how severe Rui Liersa's injuries were or how weak she was, she was still a god before. But if this continued, she might no longer be specifically referred to as the Wall God.

"Will you also be like this?"

"I won't because I am on my own path, so I can't truly become powerful. I am also easily extinguished, but I don't have to worry about being replaced."

"Replaced..."

So, during the Divine Revelation, there would be deception and trickery.

Lord Darl began to pace in place and said, "No, I can't wait any longer. I'm afraid Rui Liersa will choose to self-destruct!"

"Self-destruct?"

"I believe she herself may not even understand why her divinity is dissipating, but she definitely doesn't want to continue in this state. Right now, she has two options. One is to return to the Gate and use this reincarnation world to accumulate strength for the next time she goes out. But this also likely means she will lose her divinity and become a more powerful existence that can no longer be called a god.

The other choice is to immediately end herself, to choose to perish at this moment, dying as a god.

In this way, as long as the followers of the Wall God continue to exist, there is still hope for her to return after who knows how many years, although the time cannot be estimated, and the risk is high with a low success rate.

But she can continue to retain her 'divinity,' not in the traditional sense, but by binding her name with the Wall God.

Even after her future return, she will no longer be herself. She can only search for her own memories from the teachings."

God's greatest fear is not falling... but being forgotten.

"What do you think she will choose?"

"What do you think? From a human perspective."

"Considering a god from a human perspective?"

"A god in this situation is no longer a god. Do you understand? No, no, I have to go find her now and let her help me paint before she self-destructs. I can promise to protect her next return. I believe it can be successful. She should negotiate conditions now!"Hahaha, yes, that's right, now is the best time!"

A teleportation array appeared at Lord Dar's feet, and he said, "Kid, I promised to protect you and your companions. Now I'm telling you, there are teleportation arrays to various altars here. You can handle it yourselves. You can leave on your own later. I won't send you off because if everything goes well, I can take this opportunity to let Rierlsa paint my past and future image and leave the cycle gate directly to gain true freedom, haha!"

"You're leaving like this?"

"Yes, because there's no time to delay. I can't wait until Rierlsa self-destructs before I go. It will be too late then. Otherwise, I still want to ask you some things."

"Ask me?"

Lord Dar clenched his fist and lightly pounded his chest.

This action, he had done it to Karun before, and that moment of contact allowed him to gain a lot of perception.

"Your body structure has traces of my true self's habits. Although it doesn't have his aura, it can deceive others, even other gods, but it can't deceive me."

"This..."

"It seems that my true self values you a lot, and is even willing to help you modify your body. However, you, kid, are indeed worth investing in. Of course, your family must have made a huge benefit exchange for this, otherwise, he, such a stingy person, wouldn't be willing to put in so much effort."

In fact, there was no benefit exchange, they just turned him into a dog.

Karun spoke, "I have always been grateful for it."

"Alright, after I leave, I will go visit my true self and also come to visit you. At that time, don't forget your promise. Tell my true self that I'm not interested in killing him to prove my uniqueness. That would be too cliché. I really want to call him brother. After all, without him, there would be no me. What I look forward to is probably lying side by side with him and chatting."

Its nest might not be able to fit both of them.

"Okay, I will tell it."

The teleportation array lit up.

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Lord Dar laughed again, "If it weren't for sensing that your body structure is extremely meticulous, as meticulous as if you had modified it yourself, and you have shown absolute sincerity, which is impossible to achieve under coercion, I would suspect that my true self has become your dog, hehe."

"You're joking, how is that possible."

"Yeah, how is that possible? No matter how talented you are, what are you? How could my true self willingly become your dog?"

The teleportation activated, and Lord Dar's figure disappeared.

Karun, standing in place, looked at the glass of ice water in his hand and took a deep breath.

...

Romil widened his eyes and looked in horror at the motionless Wall God.

Inside the black hole, many elders of the cycle also exclaimed.

...

"Klede, what will happen if Rierlsa chooses to self-destruct?"

"Sir, then the Cycle Valley will be completely contaminated, just like the God Burial Ground!"

"Okay, then let's wait and see."

...

Rierlsa's divinity continued to dissipate, her arms had already drooped, and her body was sliding towards its end. She was about to perish.

But at this moment, she sensed a presence. She raised her head and looked towards the cycle gate.

Inside the gate, Lord Dar was flying towards the gate at the fastest speed, deliberately releasing his aura. He wanted to let Rierlsa know that he had come, and to wait for him, not to be in a hurry!

Rierlsa's eyes instantly became deep, penetrating an unknown distance. Finally, in front of Lord Dar's flight path, a pair of crimson eyes appeared.

"Hoo..." Lord Dar stopped immediately when he saw that Rierlsa had finally "seen" him. He spoke to the eyes, "Rierlsa, I know we had some grievances in the past, but I think we can temporarily put aside our grievances and talk about cooperation now. After all, I didn't cause you any harm back then, did I?"

At this moment, Rierlsa saw Lord Dar's appearance, his face, and heard his voice in her ears.

The next moment,

Rierlsa, who had been prepared to self-destruct on the spot, suddenly raised her arms and let out a furious roar that shook the heavens. Then, without hesitation, she rushed into the cycle gate and ran towards Lord Dar's location.

"No no no, don't enter the gate! How can you paint for me inside the gate? I want you to paint outside the gate! Don't come in!"For a god, even the most distant distances are but a blink of an eye. Not to mention, the Lord Dar was not far from the Gate of Reincarnation at this moment. The broken figure of Rilirsa quickly appeared in Lord Dar's field of vision.

"We can talk, don't be so agitated, have you gone mad!"

Rilirsa let out an angry roar:

"Order, go to hell!"

Lord Dar: "......"

(End of Chapter)