"Go ahead. The God of Annihilation only likes clean people. I am not fit to enter his temple." said the Lord of the World.

Su Mingan walked out of the elevator and was greeted by a gray-black sea of ​​clouds, which looked like thick ink. A statue of the God of Annihilation stood in the sea of ​​clouds, with a broad body and long flowing hair.

Behind the statue, a figure sits on the throne, holding a staff.

...The God of Annihilation, Clemens.

Su Mingan approached Him and took a deep breath. The fourth stage of his main quest was to kill gods.

He lowered his footsteps and gradually approached.

Su Mingan heard the voice:

"…I'm sorry, Clemens, I took your seat right away."

Su Mingan was startled, and walked around to the front of the throne to take a look—

A blond, blue-eyed boy, wearing a white robe dotted with blue roses, holding a divine staff.

At the same time, there was a "ding dong" sound in Su Mingan's ear.

…

[Perfect clearance mission · Fourth ring · "Kill the God of Annihilation" has been completed. 】

[Your story's overall score has been increased to: 38 points]

TE2 "They have waited too long for redemption" (Win the Discipleship game, reach the Dark Side, End of the World game): 71%

…

——Noel killed the God of Annihilation?

Su Mingan didn't expect to see Noel here: "Noel?"

Noel blinked twice: "Hmm?"

The code matched.

"I failed to successfully enter the Disciple Game in the early morning, and was unconscious until this morning, so I wanted to find a god to ask the reason." Noel pointed to the ground. "It turned out that the God of Annihilation is dead. No one killed Him. It seems that He committed suicide."

Su Mingan looked at the ground and saw a memory lens.

He picked it up, and there was still a trace of the consciousness of the God of Annihilation left in it.

"Oliviers, it's you...you're back..." The weak voice of the God of Annihilation came out.

"Why do you want to commit suicide?" Su Mingan said.

"Ha, ha ha ha..." The God of Annihilation laughed:

"After you killed Lotasha, I foresaw my fate - I would be killed by you. Ever since you created me, I knew that my life and death depended on your will."

"I am not as rebellious as Lotasha. So, I chose to end my life... Even though I don't know why you want to kill us. But your pen gave me life, and I should give it back to you."

"Will you remember me better this way?"

Su Mingan was speechless. He didn't expect to hear such words.

Soon, the last of the God of Annihilation's consciousness dissipated.

Su Mingan put down the lenses, held onto the back of the chair, and slowly sat down.

"Noel, I'm going to sleep for a while."

Noel's eyes widened slightly, "Now?"

"Yeah." Su Ming'an nodded. Although he had stabbed Si Que's neck before, the situation was complicated now, and he had to ask Si Que in his dream.

Noel just watched Su Ming'an fall asleep next to the chair with his head tilted. The morning light fell on the young man's pale face. His breathing soon became calm. He fell asleep so quickly.

The blue rose cane felt cool as it rubbed against my fingertips.

The sun sets, melting into gold.

Behind Noel, the dazzling morning sun was becoming redder and redder...

…

The wisteria flowers were drooping, and Su Mingan sat down at the tea table.

...This time Si Que was not there.

The seat was empty, the tea was cold, and no one knew where Si Que had gone.

"Si Que? Si Que?"

Su Ming'an stood up and walked past the tea table. What he saw were layers of wisteria. He pushed aside the wisteria flowers and walked forward, shouting all the way.

Amidst the bizarre scenery, he actually walked into a sea of ​​ink.

There was dark water under his feet, with bookshelves floating on the water, and the purple-haired young man was lying quietly in the water, his face as pale as paper, with blood stains on his lips.

Si Que had always shown Su Ming'an an image of elegance, strength, and ease. Su Ming'an had never thought that he would see Si Que in a coma.

The purple-haired young man closed his eyes, like a thin piece of paper or a boat that could be overturned by water at any time. His fragility made Su Mingan feel that he was like a human being.

...Could it be that he stabbed her?

Su Mingan immediately squatted down and touched Si Que's neck. The wound was gone. Si Que's coma must have been caused by other reasons.

At this moment, a ray of gold leaked from those eyes.

Si Que opened his eyes slightly and coughed a few times.

"... Please... give me a hand... Mr. Lighthouse."

Su Mingan did not help him, but instead reached out and patted Si Que on the face.

Si Que raised his eyes, not understanding why Su Mingan suddenly wanted to touch his face.

"Let me hear your reasons first." Su Ming'an raised his fingertips: "Why did you steal my account?"

Si Que coughed and said, "Look... above."

Su Mingan looked up and suddenly noticed that above their heads was a grid floating in the sky. Endless symbols and pictures came into view, all of which were text and real-time content. It was so vast that it was shocking, as if countless scripts were being performed.

"Did you write all that? What were you doing?" Su Mingan guessed that Si Que must have been too tired from writing, so he overdrawn his body and fainted.

"...As you can see, creation..." Si Que's voice was still weak, and his pale face made the red at the corners of his eyes stand out even more: "I am creating a Garden of Eden."

This turned out to be Si Que's plan. He wanted to write a new world for people to hide in and escape the destruction of the tenth day.

"But how big a world can you write about by yourself, and how many people can you protect?" Su Mingan said.

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