"All realms, is this... truly an illusion?"
Jiang Yan looked up and asked.
He had always had this question: could an illusion really simulate this level of realism?
The power of the pantheon, the supreme being of the abyss, and even the "Abyss Demon Emperor," along with the power of faith similar to that in the real world—to simulate all of this, how immense would the power be? Perhaps only the legendary Lord of the Abyss could accomplish it.
"Whether it is or not is not important. What is important is that, to you, it is no different from an illusion."
The responses from all sides were ambiguous, but their meaning was self-evident.
"I see... So they really did die once..."
Jiang Yan murmured.
Since it's not an illusion... then the only possibility is that this is a fragment of real history that has been preserved.
Although it is unknown how it was done, there is no doubt that everything here is not an illusion, but a real existence.
"I will resurrect them."
After a long silence, Jiang Yan suddenly spoke, his tone filled with an unquestionable air.
"Your Excellency, although your cycle of reincarnation has been restored, you have already left the space-time of this trial, and your power can no longer be applied to..."
"And this, isn't it? I believe it can do it."
Jiang Yan pointed to the ball of light containing immense power and interrupted.
"Your Excellency, this is supreme power; you have absolutely no need to..."
"They are more important than anything else."
Jiang Yan interrupted again.
Ifina, Tinas, Satan, and Philel perished together with their enemies...
To protect Anna and Losia who self-destructed...
And then there are the Holy Light Legions, who endured countless deaths and sufferings without ever retreating a single step...
Those believers fighting in various planes...
Scenes flashed rapidly before his eyes.
"Besides, I will be able to possess the supreme power sooner or later."
Jiang Yan said calmly, "I have a premonition that if I choose power this time, I will never be able to defeat the abyss."
"I can't interfere with your choice. Since you insist, then so be it."
After a long silence, the various realms finally relented and said:
"After the gods of the Underworld die, their true spirits are taken in by the Temple of the Dead, and they will all be resurrected sooner or later. As for the Holy Light pantheon..."
"This sphere of light is formed from pure holy light, and it is the best place for the gods of the Holy Light pantheon to nurture their souls."
"But now that all the Holy Light Gods have fallen, you cannot stay in this world for long. You must first do your best to restore one God so that she can guide the resurrection of the gods."
As he spoke, the power of all realms spread outwards, drawing countless illusory and broken true spirits to gather together. These were the true gods and warriors of the Holy Light pantheon who had fallen earlier.
"Should we choose one to revive first...? Let's revive her first."
Jiang Yan smiled slightly, and used his divine sense to control the power within the sphere of light, directing it towards one of the souls.
Under the infusion of vast holy light, the illusory and broken true spirit was repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Soon, a tall, slender, six-winged angel, wielding a pale gold longsword and surrounded by holy scriptures and scepters, appeared in the sphere of light.
She slowly opened her eyes, glanced around in confusion, and then saw Jiang Yan with a gentle smile on his face. She immediately bowed with joy and said:
“Holy Lord, it was you who saved us. I knew that even the abyss would be reduced to ashes before you.”
No, quite the opposite.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yan shook his head slightly: "It should be said that you saved me. Without your desperate fight, the Abyss would have destroyed everything long ago."
"But everything we have is a gift from the Holy Light. It is under Your radiance that we are invincible."
Annalia tilted her head, looking somewhat puzzled.
"Uh...that's..."
"Your Excellency Jiang Yan, your time is running out, please get to the point."
The voices of all realms echoed in his mind. Jiang Yan paused slightly and gave up trying to explain.
Forget it, why bother arguing with a blind believer?
“Listen, Anna.”
Jiang Yan's voice suddenly softened, becoming gentle: "I need to leave for a while to find a way to completely destroy the Abyss."
"You are the angel I trust most. I entrust Heaven to you. These powers of faith will slowly nourish their souls. Sooner or later, all the fallen warriors and believers will be resurrected, and the Holy Light pantheon will be great again."
"Ah! The one you trust the most... is me!"
Upon hearing this, Annalia suddenly exclaimed in surprise, looking at Jiang Yan with hopeful yet fearful eyes. Her six wings trembled uncontrollably, and her delicate hands unconsciously brushed back and forth between the longsword, scepter, and holy book, as if she did not know where to put them.
She never imagined that she, a mere third-to-last angel, would be so highly regarded by the great Holy Lord, who would even entrust her with such an important task!
"Of course, I grant you the highest authority of the Holy Light pantheon. When I am not here, you may make all decisions regarding the Holy Light pantheon yourself."
Jiang Yan smiled slightly and activated the power of his divine position, causing a smaller heart-shaped ball of light to condense and land in the other person's hand.
"Don't underestimate yourself. From this moment on, you are the herald of the Holy Light pantheon. I await the day when Heaven reappears in the world."
As soon as he finished speaking, an unstoppable and powerful force descended upon Jiang Yan, enveloping his figure and making it increasingly illusory.
"Holy Lord... are you leaving...?"
Analia seemed to sense something, her eyes filled with reluctance and longing, and she couldn't help but call out, "When will you come back?"
return?
We can't go back...it's not the same time and space anymore.
However, looking at Anna's expectant expression, Jiang Yan hesitated for a moment.
Just as he was about to offer a perfunctory reply, he suddenly recalled the situation he had encountered when he first awakened the Angel Heart. A sudden inspiration struck him, and in the instant he was being transported away by the power of the various realms, he blurted out:
"When all realms appear in the world, the young man who returns riding the might of a dragon will be the new Holy Lord of Light, and it will be the time when we meet again."
"A young man returning on the momentum of a dragon..."
Annalia gazed for a long time in the direction where Jiang Yan had disappeared, a hint of determination and expectation gradually flashing in her eyes.
"Holy Lord, in your absence, I will protect everything within the Holy Light Pantheon, until your return..."
"We will all return to your side and fight alongside you."
With that, she turned and entered the heart of the angel, disappearing completely into the void.
......
Half an hour later.
In a certain void, an indistinct figure quietly emerged. A terrifying divine sense swept across the entire universe, and everything that had happened was rapidly recalled in the mind as if time had reversed.
"Three lives... what a remarkable feat! To be able to traverse thousands of epochs to correct a distorted history, Vilandir truly deserves to be called the most brilliant figure in countless eons. Even when all other paths were blocked, he found a completely new path 'above the highest.' What a pity, what a pity..."
A slightly undulating voice rang out, seemingly saying smugly:
"Even if you discover everything in the end, so what? You'll still die! You can't even beat me while you're alive, so what can these things you left behind change?"
"Don't forget, history... was written by me."
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