Sidria was talking and then suddenly laughed.
There was a smile, but no mirth.
He muttered to himself, "Decades ago I already knew he’d die an unnatural death, and now he really is dead.
The first ti I t him, I was being besieged by a bunch of Evil God Cultists. He pulled out of there and said sothing about how everything was under the righteous guidance of the Scorching Sun, upholding justice."
Sidria spat, half-crying, half-laughing. "He was always saying that. Said people like him were called Knights of the Scorching Sun. He’d save people and then borrow the na of a god to do it. Isn’t that fucking sick?"
But as he spoke, he slowly fell silent.
A swell of grief began to brew.
"I chose to follow him of my own free will, because he saved my life back then."
"He told that one day he’d beco the greatest Knight of the Scorching Sun. Then he could turn back and protect the innocents and the weak, those who used to be like him, like , so they would no longer have to stare helplessly into the despair of evil."
"So... this ti, he did help you, right?"
The hoarse voice fell silent, and a pair of clear eyes turned toward Louis.
Louis, with the most serious attitude of his life, said, "He helped. We owe him. He helped a lot."
"Then that’s good, that’s good."
Sidria laughed loudly.
Louis couldn’t bear it and added, "You could co to Ense. The faith of the Scorching Sun doesn’t have to be cut off."
"Whether it’s cut off or not... what does it matter?"
Sidria’s voice was very calm.
In the past, Aaron would often tell him he grew up in Lokeshi, ate grain grown in the fields of Rice Flower Village outside the city, and drank water from the mother river, so his life was already inseparable from Lokeshi, from this land.
The God did not stop him, so he knew he hadn’t made the wrong choice.
Precisely because of this, the Sunset Church had been able to take root and grow on this land that lacked reverence and faith toward gods.
But looking back now, the reason to stay here no longer existed.
Aaron had lost his one and only faith.
And now the remnants of the Sunset Church had also lost theirs.
The Knight who chased the sun had left them forever.
The mont he realized this, Sidria knew everything was over.
The curtain had fallen on the Eternal Fierce Sun.
And the Sunset Church had lost another sun.
Just then, the sound of a bell being struck rang out.
The dull peal echoed in the sky for a long ti.
Louis looked up in astonishnt.
In the sky, scenes from this battle were replayed like reflections in a mirror.
Those images of one powerful figure after another fighting to the death and staining the sky with blood were laid out clearly before the remaining people of Lokeshi.
A numb voice sounded, "All mbers of all families fought to the bitter end. Even the escape faction, before leaving, helped us shatter the pathway the invaders used to launch their attack on Lokeshi.
All sides, despite different ideologies, shared the sa conviction: to allow this nation and its ideals to continue on.
But the age of chaos has co. Relying only on our own strength will rely bring more casualties to the innocent. We cannot bear that. Therefore, from this mont on, Lokeshi will enter into major cooperation with the various Churches, opening channels for our citizens to hold faith in the Churches.
You are free to believe in gods, and you are free not to.
You are free to believe in this god, and you are free not to believe in that one.
The Knight of the Scorching Sun has reached his curtain call, but the Knights of the Scorching Sun will be eternally rembered on the soil of the Empire.
He knew full well that this land once forbade the spread of faith, yet he still abided by the pact and fought to his last breath. With his own resolve, he proved that the Scorching Sun is worthy of belief.
As of today, the Fiery Sun Church is established as the state Church of the Lokeshi Empire, for the sole reason that in these turbulent tis, they were the most steadfast allies to stand by our side."
Louis’s mouth hung slightly open.
He didn’t know how many tis now he’d been shocked by sothing he never could have foreseen in this battle.
The speaker was no one else but the Little Dragon Emperor, Kane Jean, whom he had never really taken seriously before.
At this mont, his childishness had completely faded, leaving only resolve in his eyes.
What shocked Louis even more was that the aura around Kane had sohow climbed all the way to the peak of Demigod.
At that mont, he suddenly understood sothing.
"Bart Jean, so this was your choice? To hand all your power to the next generation? You went to such pains to make nd the Little Dragon Emperor’s spiritual flaws—did you already know you were going to die?"
Louis clearly rembered: the reason the Little Dragon Emperor had beco a Demigod at such a young age was because he had inherited the power of the dying previous Patriarch of the Purgatory Dragon.
And now, this generation of the family had also chosen to entrust everything to the Little Dragon Emperor.
It was a bit rushed, but at least amid this upheaval, the Empire had cultivated a new peak Demigod as quickly as possible.
What shocked him further was that, as soon as Kane finished his speech, Louis sensed information currents surging in all directions.
Those were the turbulent emotions of the survivors, gradually coalescing into new information.
It was recognition, understanding, yearning—even faith itself.
In that mont, he finally understood the truth of apotheosis.
So-called apotheosis is using information aligned with oneself as nourishnt to break the cocoon and beco a butterfly.
It’s just that every Divine Realm uses information differently.
So choose to directly absorb information into themselves, like the Cosmic Serpent that devours all transformations and makes them a part of its own body.
So choose to interlink all information, like his Martial Technique Web.
But gods choose to further refine information into faith power, and pour that faith power into a frawork called divinity.
It may look like they are constrained by divinity, but it is precisely this constraint that allows information to be maximally effective within a specialized domain.
And now, this newborn information was converging upon all factions that had taken part in this battle.
Among them was Louis’s old friend, the Church of Glory and Justice.
He could clearly sense a new Demigod being born.
That was... the Saintess of Glory, Grace, who had truly completed her tamorphosis.
But that was not what shocked him the most.
Because he discovered that a sizeable portion of the vast information was converging in his direction as well.
Bit by bit, that information rged into Aaron’s body.
Amid his confusion, he sensed a new Divine Realm being born.
The faith of the state Church was nourishing the faith of the Eternal Fierce Sun at the fastest possible speed.
But the Eternal Fierce Sun had completely fallen and could no longer bear this influx of faith.
However, His relic still held a spark of life.
Thus, in this mont, a newborn faith was born from Aaron’s body.
Louis’s realm told him that this was not the "Brother Aaron" he knew.
It was a New God, born on the foundation of Aaron.
As He slowly began to drift toward the outside of the world, Louis saw Him turn back to look at him.
The confusion in those eyes, so similar to Aaron’s, cleared a bit, and He suddenly spoke softly:
"So it’s you... Louis. He asked to tell you: never forget your original heart. And... thank you."
The next instant, that deity, eight parts similar to Aaron, vanished into the sky.
The New God, the Child of the Sun Chaser, was born.
Louis pinched the bridge of his nose.
This Aaron—he still found a way to make people worry, even on his way out.
But Louis no longer knew what he should say.
In this battle of Lokeshi, beings that in past millennia might not appear more than a handful of tis had shown up one after another.
There was himself and Helr, both wielding Divine Realm-level combat power.
The dark aspect of the Love God, who devoured information on the spot and completed apotheosis.
Color Lust, who sent out a Divine Realm avatar through a blood sacrifice.
The Love God, crossing distance to exchange blows.
The Twin Lusts, who devoured the power of the Love God, Color Lust, and even the dark aspect of the Love God, and ascended to an extre.
And now, on top of that, the newly born Child of the Sun Chaser.
One battle, seven Divine Realms.
It could only be called utter chaos...
"Holy shit!"
Louis jerked his head up in shock.
He sensed yet another Divine Realm being born in the depths of the astral.
That power was saturated with the flavor of Curse Swordsn.
Clearly, the escape faction had also birthed a new Divine Realm.
What kind of insane, hell-tier royal rumble was this?
It was enough to drive a man mad.
Who would have thought that one day, beings as terrifying as Demigods would end up serving as re background for a war?
Only Divine Realms could make their voices heard loudly in this war.
"This really is... so this is what they call an age of chaos?"
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