Chapter 667 Everything For Existence (Large Chapter, Seeking Monthly Tickets!)

In the chaos of time, 'I' was born.

In the space-time turbulence, like a tidal wave, streams of surging elemental light converged in the void.

Myriad fragments of worlds fused with the rivers of elements, eventually transforming into a chaotic ocean. A divine tree took root in the chaos. It drew upon the endless elements, absorbing their power to slowly grow, sprout, and finally, radiate brilliant light.

Where the light shone, a world was born.

The area illuminated by the divine tree's radiance became the initial boundary, and the frontier between the void and the world was established.

The divine tree, which created the world, gradually matured. Situated at the center of the world, it began to sprout new buds. Within these buds, however, bloomed not tender leaves and flowers, but the embryos of gods.

And the seed of 'I'.

The divine tree was everything. The gods were derived from the divine tree, its children, a part of it.

The world was born, yet empty and void. On the silent, rocky wilderness, there was only ceaseless wind, uncongealed lava, endless rain, and the eternal, infinite light emanating from the divine tree itself.

[You shall create many, filling the earth.]

[You shall govern the world, dominate the seas, rule the skies, control the land, and be the parents of all living things on earth.]

Such voices echoed from the darkness. Thus, the gods born from the buds, those original spirits, began to leave the divine tree. They, in place of the divine tree that stabilized the world, ventured towards the frontiers of heaven and earth.

They carved out valleys, sculpted mountain peaks, and guided rainwater into rivers, lakes, seas, and glaciers.

They shaped storms and clouds, struck down lightning, tilted continents, and caused volcanic eruptions.

They held high the embers originating from the divine tree and ventured to the boundaries of chaos. They expanded the edge of the world, burying the mysteries of creation in rocks and soil.

After their work was done, the gods returned. They gathered on the branches of the divine tree and created the various races in their own image.

'I' was born from the warm currents, within the emerald green divine tree nurturing pool.

The God of Elements created his darling, joyously announcing the birth of the fae with a six-winged orb of light, and vowing to lead the fae to harmonize the world's balance. The fae were the race favored by the elements.

The desolate world became lively and bustling. Forests, birds, fish, and numerous creatures filled the world, thriving under the sky supported by the branches of the divine tree.

The divine tree's roots anchored the land and sea, and its branches supported the sky and the dome. There were no sun, moon, or twinkling stars in the world.

The divine tree was the only light.

Su Zhou watched all of this from the perspective of the 'First Fae', observing everything that He had once seen from a first-person perspective, and from it, he learned the memories of this first life, knowing that the Aion world was initially created from scratch by the divine tree condensing the wandering elements in the void of the multiverse, as well as a large number of world fragments.

A realization dawned in his heart: Perhaps, at the beginning of a certain multiverse, the first world was born by some chance, and some kind of life was born in it over the long years.

What the divine tree did was simply accelerate this process and replicate and spread it to the entire multiverse.

Su Zhou could also sense that Xiaoxiao's soul was with him, watching this scene.

The silver light spot was nestled on top of the enormous cyan-purple Heavenly Soul. She did not realize that what was beneath her was Su Zhou's soul, and still thought it was a solid piece of land.

Now, she was seriously watching all the memories of the First Fae.

Subsequently, Su Zhou and Xiaoxiao saw that as the First Fae grew stronger, He also began His own 'reproduction'.

The First Fae plucked off his six wings. The wings, each different from the others, drifted in the world, and eventually transformed into six different shapes.

Flowing Wind, Floating Dust, Congealed Flame, Rippling Wave, Gleaming Light, Splendid Darkness—just as the divine tree created the gods, the First Fae used his own body to nurture the six Great Elemental Fae.

"This, this is the Six Fae Empresses!"

Su Zhou could hear Xiaoxiao's astonished exclamation: "In the era of my birth, the Empresses were already slumbering, fast asleep in the Fae Garden… Heavens, they were actually so small back then…"

Fae have no gender, but because every fae can nurture their own descendants, the ancestors of all fae were called Empresses, and distinguished according to their different elements.

The birth of the Empresses filled the First Fae with immense joy. He had finally created His own descendants. The God of Elements was even more delighted. This proved that the race He created also had the ability to reproduce, which confirmed the divine tree's guidance in the past: [You shall create many, filling the earth.]

But this also divided the power of the Elemental Fae, especially since He split off His six wings all at once, which made Him extremely weak. Even His actions required the help of His six daughters.

In order to allow their mother to rest well, the six future Fae Empresses planted a garden in a tranquil valley. It was called the Fae Country, the Fae Garden, and later generations endowed it with mysterious connotations.

But in the beginning, it was just a resting place created by the daughters for their mother to rest well.

The gods and races multiplied in the world for ten thousand years, filling the earth and every corner of the seas and skies.

During these ten thousand years, the gods also combined with their own creations and nurtured many demigod descendants.

This was not strange, because the gods were the prototypes of the races. Many heroic stories unfolded because of this, and the demigods' adventures in heaven and earth and their travels to explore the world were still being spread in myths to this day.

The gods were worshiped by all races and left behind bloodlines. This was both good and bad.

The gods, who were originally like rules, maintaining the balance and order of heaven and earth, developed emotions and connections other than those of creator and creation with the races they created. They tasted love and hate, and experienced comparison and jealousy.

Because of people, the gods gradually began to have a sense of existence. They began to compete, comparing the strength and prosperity of each race. They held grand competitions, launching the first arena competition and games in the Aion world.

They fought, appreciating each other, or hating each other, and then there were friendships and allies, hatred and rivals. Divine systems appeared and disappeared, just like the countries and city-states of the human world.

But along with it came separation.

Demigods had long lifespans, but they also had their end, not to mention that they were not the fathers or mothers of gods.

For the first time, the gods lost the ones they loved. Their creations and relatives.

In order to avoid death, the gods and the wise men of all races researched the earliest cultivation methods. They created many extraordinary systems, but these might be able to extend life, but they could not make mortals immortal.

After a long time, when the cultivation system developed to its peak, immortal gods might appear from mortals, but not now.

The gods were frustrated.

Soon, they understood that death was part of existence, and a reasonable necessity.

The souls of the dead returned to the divine tree, to heaven and earth. They would turn into the omnipresent light of the Aion world, illuminating all living beings, and becoming a part that accompanied all things.

And the existence of the soul itself was a tool naturally evolved by the world and life to capture energy wandering in the multiverse.

The process of a soulless life nurturing a soul was a process of capturing the wandering energy in the multiverse and solidifying it within the world.

And the more energy-rich the world, the more souls it could produce, and the faster the rate of energy enrichment—the more prosperous and prosperous the world, the more intelligent life there was, the stronger the world itself, and the stronger the divine tree that served as the pillar of the world.

This was the way for the World Tree to strengthen itself, and also the process for many worlds without a divine tree, but with a natural world will, to strengthen themselves.

Yes, all living things died, but they always 'existed' in the world.

Everything that made up the dead, from the body to the soul, and even the memory and information, was preserved by the world.

This was the existence of the eternal 'Aion'.

The gods knew this, but they still couldn't resist their fear… They watched the beings they loved die generation after generation. Although the races gradually grew stronger, there were fewer and fewer whom they knew, recognized, and could remember by name.

Because they had love, they had closeness and distance.

But the reason that really made them feel fear was not these.

Rather, it was that they felt from the will of the divine tree a kind of 'love' that was different from themselves, different from affection, different from love, different from friendship, with no closeness or distance, and not demanding, unconditional, only doing because they wanted to.

This was 'Agape', the love of God.

The divine tree loved everything. As its children, the love that the gods received was the same as that of the countless beings that covered the earth, whose names they did not know.

If they also died, the final result would be no different from that of an ant.

The First Fae gradually recovered during these ten thousand years. Although He no longer had wings, the elements of heaven and earth turned into invisible power, embracing Him and allowing Him to fly freely. He walked with the Creator, the God of Elements, in heaven and earth, witnessing the prosperity of the fae race, creating His own civilization, country, and unique culture and cuisine, as well as all kinds of gorgeous and colorful art.

The God of Elements was different from other gods. He did not nurture demigod descendants with his creations. After all, He and the fae were just a ball of light at the beginning. Later, when they began to imitate the elves and human races, they were basically female images.

And the First Fae was also an almost eternal existence. The two immortal beings accompanied each other, witnessing the changes of the world.

Until that day.

The light on the divine tree that supported the heaven and earth began to gradually dim, but along with it was the sound of vigorous branching and sprouting.

The world itself began to tremble.

Hundreds of thousands of years passed. As numerous intelligent lives multiplied and developed, the strength of the divine tree that had completely matured climbed to an unbelievable peak.

It was going to grow its own branches, and use the new branches as the source to create a new world once again.

This type of divine tree also had a prototype on Earth, called the Nine Realms Tree, the World Tree in Norse mythology, whose branches connected the Nine Realms and formed a vast world group.

The Kindling Divine Tree had obviously reached the level of the Nine Realms Tree. When it really expanded into a second world, creating a third and fourth world would be as easy as plucking something from a bag. It only needed to rest for a period of time to easily create many worlds, until it reached the limit that it could control.

However, the promotion of the world was obviously not as easy as imagined. After the Night Without Light lasted for ten days and ten nights, the voice of the divine tree resounded throughout the heaven and earth.

The divine tree demanded that the gods temporarily return their power to it.

In essence, the gods were the sub-bodies that the divine tree had originally separated from itself for the purpose of creating the world, and were derivatives of its own body, fragments scattered outside. Now that the power of the main body was insufficient, it would naturally want to first take back all the power wandering in the world.

This was not strange. It was like how the First Fae would occasionally combine with his daughters to transform into the 'Fae God' to solve some troubles for the fae race. At that time, the six Fae Empresses would all turn back into wings and return to the First Fae.

However, the gods were afraid.

The gods, who knew best that in the eyes of the divine tree, they were no different from ants, were afraid of losing their power and dying from various accidents, and that their souls would eventually be recovered by the divine tree for creating a new world.

Was there any possibility of this future happening?

The gods were afraid, because they did not know. They did not understand the divine tree, and did not know what the future would eventually be like… But most importantly, they wanted to live, they wanted to exist.

They thought the same as everyone else, and had always thought so.

Therefore, they chose to gather their power and cut off the divine tree, killing the divine tree, when it was at its weakest.

They cut off the roots of the divine tree at the moment when it created a new world.

On that day, heaven and earth were without light. The First Fae was in the garden with the six Empresses, comforting all the trembling fae. They sensed that in the center of the world, a disaster sufficient to endanger the entire world was happening.

In order to protect the fae country, the First Fae and his daughters joined forces to support a shield of light, blocking the darkness.

And amidst the violent rumbling, the radiance lit up once again.

The 'Sacred Sun' and the 'Demonic Moon' appeared in the heaven and earth, and they rotated, illuminating the world.

And the divine tree disappeared, with only the continuous mountain range concealing the location of its former roots.

Most of the other races did not understand what the gods had done, except for the First Fae, who vaguely perceived some of the near-immortal life. They only had a sense of inexplicable sadness lingering in their hearts.

On the day that darkness returned to light, all races wept.

However, without the divine tree, life went on as usual.

The Sacred Sun, which was supported by the gods to the sky, could still shine on the world, and day and night were no longer symbolized by the divine tree's breathing, but had a more obvious point of distinction.

The light of the Demonic Moon could even promote the magic activity between heaven and earth, allowing all races to cultivate faster, more easily reach higher realms, and get closer to the gods.

The gods claimed that this was the blessing bestowed by the gods, and the records of the divine tree began to gradually fade from the earth.

The world continued to operate as usual, without any difference.

Until the appearance of the Twilight Dragon.

That was a natural disaster.

At first, it was just a gust of wind.

When the wind blew, the plants withered, the earth hardened, and the rivers dried up. The creatures in them were hungry and thirsty, and could only flee their homeland.

Then, a dark night.

In the darkness, the air could not be breathed, the food could not be eaten, and the cool spring water could not quench thirst. Life in this dark night seemed to be rejected by the entire world, and could only wait for death in fear.

Then, there were disasters one after another, natural disasters one after another.

Abnormal magic riots, strange world abnormalities, were all attributed to natural disasters. The most terrifying natural disaster occurred at dusk. On that day, the light of the Sacred Sun turned into rays that seemed to distort everything. All those who bathed in this dusk became the first corrupted, a group of crazy and terrifying monsters who craved souls and flesh.

Dusk, Twilight Dragon, World-Devouring Wolf, World-Overturning Serpent… There were too many names, because of fear, hallucinations, or pure adjectives. All the words representing fear and awe were piled on these continuous natural disasters.

The gods could no longer sit idly by. Even if they were afraid, they had to stand up.

They began to trace the root of the disasters and fight against the abnormalities of this world.

"This, this is the Twilight Dragon…"

Xiaoxiao stared at all of this in a daze. She watched all of this from the perspective of the First Fae. She saw the God of Elements and the other gods join forces to deal with the distorted behemoths walking on the earth, the shadows devouring the light, and the dark clouds covering the world.

She saw behemoths and gods fighting, which only appeared in myths, and the magic fluctuations that shook the heaven and earth.

At that time, the magic between heaven and earth was not so corrosive, and it was not called Source Energy.

She did not see any wolves, snakes, or Twilight Dragons. She only saw the distorted nature, the mutated all things, and a world on the verge of self-destruction.

She did not fully understand these scenes and images in her memory, but Xiaoxiao could sense the sadness lingering in the heart of the First Fae.

Because, the true essence of the Twilight Dragon, as the first life, He was too clear about it.

"That is…"

Su Zhou, who was also watching all of this, could not help but take a deep breath. The Heavenly Soul vibrated, reflecting the shock in the man's heart: "That is the remaining thoughts of the divine tree…"

The Twilight Dragon's birth had nothing to do with the Great Existence [Twilight].

Well, maybe it had a little bit to do with it, but [Twilight] did not project its power into this world, this Aion world, which, in theory, should have been formed by the fragments of its original world.

The Twilight Dragon was, and only was, the last twisted thought of the divine tree, Kindling, remaining in the world it created.

Even if it was betrayed by its own creations and murdered by its own offspring, the divine tree still did not hate anything.

It just lost the goal of existence: to create a world, and then exist forever with its creations, and prosper to the end.

The divine tree no longer wanted to exist.

And the moment an existence no longer wanted to exist.

Was the moment when he fell from the light and plunged into twilight.

No… It was even earlier than that.

The moment a life began to think, to think about 'what is the meaning of existence', was equivalent to him denying 'existence is the truth'.

But ironically, existence and truth do not need meaning—because they are right here.

From this moment on, [Twilight] would begin to watch, watching the existence that began to think about this question.

And at the final moment when an existence chose to eliminate itself, [Twilight] would reach out and gently embrace it, just as this existence embraced the only 'truth' in this world, which was [Nothingness] itself.

This was the only correctness.

For those who did not want to exist, everything in this world was meaningless, and only [Twilight] was the only truth and correctness.

At this moment, different from Xiaoxiao, whose spiritual sense was too low and could only see the gods and various natural disasters fighting.

At this moment, he seemed to hear something, a murmur, as if from the distant other side in the darkness, the place where the final vortex of time and space was located.

[I am waiting, waiting for the arrival of twilight.]

The Great Existence, called [Twilight] by other Great Existences, whispered to itself like this.

[My correctness, when will it arrive?]

The gods could not destroy the Twilight Dragon.

That was the world's own doubts, a self-destructive tendency as to why it should exist. This was an uncontrollable destructive effect, a chain of reality collapse phenomena.

Perhaps ordinary lives could survive in such a chain and then linger on in a doomsday-like ruined world, but the gods could not. They were the rules of the world. If the world collapsed, they would be the first to perish.

Faced with irreversible destruction, faced with the Sacred Sun, which was gradually beginning to extinguish, which was also the corpse of the divine tree, the gods made their final choice in despair.

They used their own essence, which originated from the divine tree, as the core to support the world's survival, and transformed into a part of heaven and earth, suppressing the natural disasters with their own essence.

A great choice, an ironic ending.

Because of fear, for their own existence, they chose to kill the divine tree and ensure their own survival.

Because of despair, for the continuation of their descendants, they chose to sacrifice themselves in order to seek hope for the future.

They could not love the divine tree, but they could love their own creations.

The Dao of the Divine Tree/World failed.

Therefore, the Aion world was now covered by the light of twilight and was almost becoming a member of the Twilight world group.

"No, the divine tree did not fail…"

But at this moment, Su Zhou muttered to himself, watching the gods decompose their bodies into a sky full of radiance, and then surround a twisted shadow, and use one-third of the continent as an array to seal it on the top of the sky.

The Sealed Moon reflected the light of the Sacred Sun and the Demonic Moon.

He shook his head, his tone with a hint of bewilderment: "The world and the Great Dao have been fighting against twilight for so long. Their world structure and 'Dao' are not so easily shattered—if the World Tree of this world has a twin Great Dao Tree, then 'sacrificing oneself for the continuation of descendants' itself is also a part of the correctness of 'continuation'. Even if 'existence' is questioned, 'continuation' will not be, and will even be more prosperous!"

"The combination of existence and continuation is the absolute correctness they uphold!"

"However, because of the isolation of the Great Seal, the World Tree and the Great Dao Tree were initially separated. Their connection was cut off. The combination that should have been impeccable was broken down, which led to the World Tree being defeated when facing the natural oppression of Twilight!"

Yala did not speak, because Su Zhou analyzed the correct answer. Behind the battle between the World Tree and Twilight, there were shadows of other Great Existences rising and falling. There was no answer to the question of what the purpose of those existences was now, but she could vaguely guess it.

She just watched all of this with a complicated gaze, watching the moment when the correctness of 'Twilight' was proven in this world.

The gods passed away, and so did the God of Elements.

The extinguished Sacred Sun was rekindled. Ordinary races did not even notice this. They thought it was just that the night came a little earlier and went a little later.

The First Fae also lost the meaning of existence.

He lost the divine tree, lost the Creator, and everything familiar was gone. Even the comfort of the Fae Empress could not soothe the First Fae's gradually withering heart.

The love in his heart disappeared. He no longer wanted to live a tired life.

But just like the gods, He no longer wanted to live, but hoped that his descendants could continue to live forever, as an extension of his former love.

Therefore, the First Fae left his memories and inheritance in his element crystal, and instructed the six Empresses to keep it in a box carved from the Sacred Sun crystal.

[If the world is about to perish, my descendants of distant generations, if you hope that the world will continue to exist, open the box and read my message.]

He said so, to himself, and also to all the fae of later generations: [To seal the Twilight Dragon, you need to collect the essence of many gods scattered on the earth when the Twilight Dragon is unsealed. The Twilight Dragon is just a natural disaster. The gods have already completed the work of sealing it. If it were not for the people of later generations to take the initiative to unseal it, it would probably never be able to escape.]

[But if the Sacred Sun is extinguished, what needs to be done is sacrifice.]

[A powerhouse at the realm of a god needs to burn his soul and rekindle the Kindling Fire in the Sacred Sun. This may be able to extend the time for tens of thousands of years.]

Initially, the Kindling Divine Tree burned chaos and created the world.

Now, the divine tree perished, but its corpse also had the ability to burn things and create things.

The soul was a tool for the world to strengthen itself, and also a tool for intelligent life to become extraordinary. The world and intelligent life were symbiotic and win-win, and the divine tree, as a composite of the world and intelligent life, the soul was an extremely special existence for the divine tree, and was their fuel, fertilizer, and the foundation of existence.

The box had been opened several times.

The First Fae's message had been opened by the heroes who intended to save the world at the end of each era.

No matter what means were used, the cycle of the era was still continuing. The Sacred Sun was extinguished and rekindled, and generations of people continued the new era, continuing this world that had already died, but had not died too thoroughly.

The last of the First Fae's memories was a series of rituals to rekindle the world.

Su Zhou remembered it and then sighed softly.

The Northern tribes, those people called barbarians, were the descendant groups of those demigods in the initial era.

There were divine blood factors in their bodies, originating from the earliest part of the divine tree. Therefore, the Twilight Dragon, the embodiment of natural disasters, which was the remaining thought of the divine tree, would pay attention to them and be close to them subconsciously.

The divine tree never hated the gods, it just did not want to live anymore.

The Northern tribes embarked on the path of nothingness because of the will of the Twilight Dragon, but also like the gods, because of the continuation of the 'race', they could not really step into nothingness and self-destruction, but instead chose to bring nothingness and destruction to everyone on the continent.

All the answers had been revealed.

"The Kindling Divine Tree on the Tower of Hope was essentially awakened by me with the mark of the Great Dao Tree."

Separated from the memories of the First Fae, Su Zhou returned to the real world with Xiaoxiao, who was in a daze, as if still recalling the contents.

Faced with the eager, nervous, and curious gazes of the Sacred Sun Pope and the Light-Chasing Patriarch, Su Zhou did not speak for the time being, but frowned and pondered: "Although, theoretically, the divine tree can be planted even if it is thrown into the sun, the divine tree that does not want to live is another matter—except for me, I am afraid that no one can handle it."

"On the Sacred Sun, the divine tree still has a trace of vitality… That is the vitality continued by the heroes of mortals who have achieved the realm of gods and immortality with their own souls. It is precisely because of this trace of vitality that the Sacred Sun can continue to burn and bring light to the world."

In the past, the gods created the cultivation system, hoping that mortals could achieve eternal immortality and spend a long time with them, existing to the end of time.

But now, the gods had already perished, and the ascenders who had cultivated immortality in past generations were also burning themselves in order to continue the world.

Su Zhou raised his head, opened his eyes, and looked at the few people in front of him.

The Light-Chasing Patriarch, Ai Bo Yin, this alchemist master who had transformed himself into a robot, the method of continuation they had explored themselves was to transform the entire human race into constructs, so that they could endure the extreme cold after there was no sun, and only needed the fuel and energy still existing on the earth to continue for a long time.

They had already created a method to separate nuclear fuel from the sea through Source Energy skills. As long as the Sacred Sun crystal was used as a guide, the nuclear fuel in the sea would be enough for the mechanized human civilization to use for millions of years.

The Sacred Sun Pope's line of thought was that they intended to abandon their bodies and exist in a pure soul state. The Three Sages system could be transformed into a soul world that was almost like paradise, and the souls of everyone in the world could be loaded into it to form a perfect underworld spirit world.

At that time, the excessively dense Source Energy between heaven and earth would instead become the foundation for the soul world to exist easily, greatly reducing the consumption required for the soul space, and the wise men in the soul space could also obtain relevant permissions to control the spiritual bodies that could form in the outside world and carry out maintenance and modification, and even upgrades, to the Three Sages system, which was the carrier of the soul world.

As long as the Source Energy environment of the Aion world did not change too much, they could also exist until they destroyed themselves.

There was no need to say more about the Northern tribes. In essence, they were just following the World Tree's self-calling and wanted to destroy the world as soon as possible.

And the people killed along the way were just the accumulated resentment between the Northern people and others for countless years, which had nothing to do with Twilight.

Twilight would never advise the dependents to kill people—but only the hatred and nothingness that made people angry and desperate to destroy the world would make normal people fall into Twilight.

This was a rather helpless paradox.

From the information of the Light-Chasing Church and the Sacred Sun Church, Su Zhou also learned that the plan behind the Eastern Sea nobles was to infiltrate the large hollow area near the center of the earth through the weak point in the sea. There, geothermal heat would continue for hundreds of thousands of years without cooling down, or even longer.

Even if the Sacred Sun dissipated, they could still survive underground for countless years by relying on geothermal heat, just like the Nine Profound Realm on Earth, surviving in the Earth's mantle lava.

As for the Southern nobles, although they had been suppressed and divided by the empire several times, in the beginning, these people did have their own plan—they were preparing a huge life gathering ceremony. At that time, they could gather the vitality of the residents in the entire mobile city on a few people, and let them become immortal, and even if the sun was extinguished, they could survive as the ultimate life forms.

This was the simplest, but also the most feasible method—naturally, one could become immortal by transforming oneself into an immortal beast.

It sounded familiar, but Su Zhou felt that all villains with world-onlyism were so stupid, so he did not think about it carefully.

As for the empire.

"What path has the empire chosen?"

Raising his head, Su Zhou looked at the center of the heaven and earth, the place where the divine tree used to be, which was now the Montasini Mountains.

His eyes were bright, and behind his pupils, it seemed that lava was surging.

On the other side, although the Light-Chasing Patriarch did not get Su Zhou's answer about the memories of the First Fae, he was so intelligent that he had already guessed from Su Zhou's reaction that Su Zhou had learned the various ancient secrets in the memories of the fae, and knew how the ancients in the past had solved the problem of the Sacred Sun extinguishing.

Therefore, he walked to Su Zhou's side, raised his head, and pointed him to a trace of light flickering at the end of the sky.

"Can you see it? That tower that is releasing light."

Ai Bo Yin said softly, his tone solemn: "The largest Source Energy condensing facility in the Aion world, the 'Babel Tower', and the largest Source Energy Furnace Core in the Aion world, the 'Burning Spirit Torch'. That is the radiance released when they are operating."

"According to Asmodeus XIII, when the Burning Spirit Torch is operating at full power, it can burn everything in the world and convert all things into pure energy as fuel."

"This unbelievable behemoth furnace can burn everything, whether it is trees, stones, souls, or seawater—that guy who calls himself the Solar Emperor thinks that the Sacred Sun in the sky can be extinguished as it wishes. He wants to create a brand new sun on the earth."

"Even."

Speaking of this, the Sacred Sun Pope took over the words, exhaled a breath, and said in a deep voice: "Even the wreckage of the Sacred Sun that will be extinguished in the future, he wants to burn it to ashes."

A crazy plan.

But Su Zhou did not find anything strange about it.

A giant Source Energy Furnace Core, a Source Quality Engine that burns all things, this was not strange for the transcendent. His own body also had an anti-matter engine that could be used to push the moon. It was very simple to use the world as fuel to maintain the world.

According to this statement, the empire's plan was the most complete and the most advanced—while most other forces only had a plan and had not fully started to prepare for implementation, the Asmodeus Empire had already built the Babel Tower and the Burning Spirit Torch.

"The soul is the world's crop. Perhaps he has really found a correct path that can continue for the longest time."

Su Zhou commented in an emotionless tone, and then added: "If it weren't for me, that would be the case."

The Sacred Sun Pope and the Light-Chasing Patriarch shrugged their shoulders. This was also the reason why they did not publicly antagonize the empire.

Everyone had the idea of wanting to live, and everyone had a way to save their own group. If their own method did not work, they would see if the other's method could work.

In order to achieve their respective goals, they would have conflicts, compete, and even fight and kill, but in essence, they were all for existence.

Su Zhou also understood why the Solar Emperor was so aggressive. Except for the Northern barbarians and the Yan Frost Army who had the idea of publicly resisting him, the other forces were all in a subtle wait-and-see attitude.

He also had to admit that if it were not for himself, then the Solar Emperor's plan would be very likely to succeed. He could successfully save the many groups in the Aion world and use the Burning Spirit Torch as the sun to illuminate all living beings.

Yes, this thing did burn souls.

But when it came to the extinction of the Sacred Sun, who would still care about what equality was?

Since the emperor chose the corrupted as fuel, then let them be burned. Human nature would inevitably be like this at that time. Overly noble morals would be beaten to the ground by reality.

Therefore, Su Zhou's ideas and concepts were regarded as naive, ignorant, and impossible to succeed by the empire, who knew the truth.

But.

There were two points that were enough for Su Zhou to have enough confidence to face the Solar Emperor and criticize his actions.

The first point was very simple. As a professional tree planter and a modern Day Tree Man, he, Su Zhou, had already planted a brand new Kindling Divine Tree—good heavens, that tree had really grown into something that could recreate a world, so why worry about the Sacred Sun extinguishing?

The second point was even simpler.

Su Zhou had not forgotten that in Xiaoxiao's perfect deduction, the Solar Emperor had ruined the entire world in a few hundred years and eventually turned it into a world fragment scattered in the void.

Therefore, turning his head, Su Zhou looked at the two old men who introduced him to the Babel Tower and the Burning Spirit Torch and asked a thought-provoking question.

"Everyone."

He said: "In the memory of the First Fae, the gods chose to betray and kill the divine tree for their own existence."

"Then is there a possibility that in order to save himself, when facing the huge energy of the Burning Spirit Torch, the Solar Emperor would choose to burn the world to achieve himself?"

"What?!"

Hearing Su Zhou's words, the pope and patriarch of the two major forces were both slightly stunned. The two people, who were very familiar with each other, glanced at each other and already knew what Su Zhou and Xiaoxiao had seen in the memories of the First Fae, and what the meaning of his question was.

But even so, the Sacred Sun Pope still frowned: "No way… He is the emperor of the empire after all."

"Without subjects, can he still be called an emperor?"

Su Zhou shook his head slightly: "Although the Solar Emperor has not done this yet, I cannot deny this point from the inference."

"After all, you must know—that is the emperor."

In Su Zhou's heart, the shadow of a monster that had been killed in the Divine Tree world in the past emerged.

That 'Demon Emperor' who, for his own longevity, did not hesitate to turn his entire empire into a demon soil and devour all his subjects!

In his mind, the words of the Great Dao Tree also emerged.

"Life is like this… Even if it is so ugly, it is also a member of the Divine Tree's family."

Shaking his head slightly, Su Zhou naturally did not intend to tell the two popes and patriarchs all of his past, but he could tell them what he had seen and heard in the memories of the First Fae, and tell them his true trump card, so that the two strong sources would get it right.

But, at this moment, an accident happened.

The earth began to hum slightly.

Noticing the slight tremor coming from the south, Su Zhou, the Sacred Sun Pope, and the Great Master Ai Bo Yin all raised their heads and looked at the horizon of the Northwest Wasteland