The long, white bone staircase reappeared before my eyes.
"Come on up!"
A divine voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
Zuan stepped up the stairs one by one, and soon reached the end, where he saw those familiar giant red eyes.
"You truly are destined for death. I never imagined those guys would set up such a trap in the trial. No wonder no one has ever been able to pass it for countless years." The giant red eye's tone was a mixture of resentment and satisfaction. "You are very good. You are indeed a born god of death. Are you willing to accept the authority of death?"
Zuan, however, did not show much joy. Instead, he asked, "Where are my companions?"
"They did not pass the trial of death, so they died naturally."
Zuan's expression changed: "No, they clearly played a very important role in this trial. If it weren't for their assistance, I wouldn't have been able to pass the trial. According to the rules you set, they should also be qualified to inherit the power of death."
The giant red eye coldly said, "Only one person can inherit the authority of the true god."
"Do you really think I can successfully inherit the power of death?"
"What do you mean?"
"Since the true gods made such arrangements in the trial, they obviously do not want to see death reappear. Although I just managed to temporarily resolve this matter by taking a shortcut, I think I have already attracted their attention. If I am not mistaken, the scene of your conversation now may be being observed by some beings."
The giant red eye: "..."
After a long silence, he said in a somewhat desolate tone, "I have lost most of my power, so I really can't tell whether they exist or not, but what you said makes a lot of sense."
Zuan then said, “Giving the power of death to one person is like a child carrying gold into a bustling market; it will only bring death again. Instead, it would be better to divide the power into several parts and reward all those who have contributed to this trial. Not only does this conform to the rules set in the original trial, but my companions are all followers of other true gods. Letting them each hold a part of the power will ensure that death will not recur, and the power will also be under their supervision. This should be within an acceptable range.”
The giant red eye remained silent for a long time: "But the power of death may never be able to be restored, and a new god of death may appear."
“At least you still have that hope, don’t you?” Zuan smiled. “Otherwise, would you still have the ability to fight against other true gods to protect me?”
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