People in the heavens are as rich as the enemies of the country

"The ocean doesn't belong to us anymore."

The incarnation of the ocean goddess looked blankly at the tsunami that was still advancing towards the shore.

He could clearly feel that his divine power was clearly acting on this sea area, but these sea waters seemed to be completely out of the control of the Ocean Priesthood. They seemed to be things that did not belong to the multiverse.

Other gods feel the same way.

"This is impossible."

One of the gods murmured: "Cyric can never do such a thing. This is a power beyond divine power."

"Unless it is the power of AO, no existence can surpass our combined divine power in the ocean field."

"But if it is AO's power, then we will know."

The gods were in a rare state of confusion.

They really can't understand everything in front of them. Their core priesthood is actually useless in front of this tsunami?

"A situation has arisen that we cannot understand."

The sea goddess said: "I'm afraid, we have no way to prevent Faerun from being destroyed by the tsunami."

"Cyric's divine power will become even more powerful after this time." The incarnation of the god sighed.

"This time, he wins. But after all, this is just one of the main material planes. Even if it is destroyed, it will have little impact on us."

"If there is a chance in the future, let's find our place again."

The gods looked at each other and then disappeared into the sky one by one.

And below, Aizhak Sur, who had watched the whole process, couldn't understand it all.

"Why haven't these gods stopped the tsunami yet?"

"Are they going to watch Cyric destroy Ximen City and even the entire Faerûn?"

He was unable to sense the existence of divine power, so he naturally did not know that the gods had tried their best.

All he could see was that the tsunami was getting closer and closer to Ximen City, and the entire Ximen City had been completely shrouded in the shadow of mountains composed of billions of tons of sea water.

Millions of lives will be lost in an instant.

The light of hope had just begun to appear, but it was extinguished by the cruel current situation, and Aizhak Sur was shrouded in deeper despair.

"The gods have left."

"It's all over."

"Cyric, you deserve to die!!!"

"Damn it!"

Cyric looked at the departing incarnations of gods, and his whole body fell into a state of rage.

"Why? Why didn't you stop these tsunamis?"

He could feel that after these gods left, the divine power in his body was weakening at a faster rate.

These gods obviously attributed the cause of the tsunami to themselves, which meant that they believed the damn liar's lies even more.

If he continues like this, he will really fall below the critical point and change from strong divine power to medium divine power.

At that time, can I still call myself the God of Deception?

No, I'm afraid that liar will take his place and become the new god of fraud!

"how so?"

"Why can't a mere tsunami be prevented by gathering together most of the gods who have the power of the ocean?"

"What did that damn liar do? Does he still have the priesthood of the sea? No, even if he did, he would never be able to do such a thing!"

Cyric was puzzled, but he understood that he had no way out.

The situation in Faerun is out of control and they have lost their last chance. I am afraid that no matter how hard I struggle, I will never be able to defeat the opponent at their home court.

That guy's lies, one after another, are like a spider web, tightly binding himself in it. As long as he is still in the web, he can't find the focus at all. He can only watch that guy continue to seize his divine power. , and then took away the godhood of the god of fraud from himself.

"The lie of the prophecy of world destruction has been completely bound to me."

"If you want to break the situation, you can't follow that damn liar's idea."

Cyric's expression turned sinister. After a long moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "You want to take away my godhead, right? Don't even think about it easy!"

"Treat me as a pawn?"

"Then stop playing! I'll just flip the chessboard over!"

"As long as Faerun is indeed destroyed by me, then at least my divine power will not continue to be robbed, and I will still be the God of Deception!"

"When the time comes, although I will definitely pay the price, your plan will also be ruined!"

"When you no longer have a base and that damn Neverwinter City is floating in the multiverse, I will slowly settle the score with you!"

With a plan in mind, Cyric's incarnation suddenly disappeared.

And far away in the Central Territory, the Kingdom of God belonging to Cyric began to speed towards Faerûn.

He will break the rules of countless years and destroy this plane with divine power.

Despair enveloped Ximen City.

When the tsunami appeared, everyone spontaneously gathered on the plain in front of Ximen City. Like Aizhak Sur, they saw the departure of the gods with their own eyes.

Some priests fell to their knees.

"The gods have abandoned Faerûn."

Someone murmured and repeated the prophecy:

“The Day of Destruction is coming, and the sea will overturn and cover all the land.”

Some people cried bitterly and shouted: "Everything will come to an end, and no living thing will be spared."

However, no matter how people acted, the tsunami still unswervingly descended on Ximen City.

People can even see the helpless marine life trapped in the moat-like waves.

At this time, someone shouted: "Is there really no hope? We are all here, and we have all witnessed miracles!"

People looked at him. He was a bard. The brilliance of magic was rippling around him. He picked up his instrument and played loudly:

"On this day, the hero of salvation came. Devils and demons were frightened by his name, and gods bowed their heads to him. His golden hair was like the blazing sun, and his arms were like a harbor."

Perhaps because of the effect of the bard's uplifting spell, or perhaps because in such a dark moment, people really need some hope, some people began to join him in singing the familiar salvation prophecy: "In the name of a hero, he stands In the face of the waves that swept the world, the sea was calmed because of him, and the war between gods ended because of him.”

The sound became more and more uniform and louder. There were a thousand people, ten thousand people and millions of people. Everyone's emotions were ignited at this moment. The sound of them shouting together even drowned out the roaring tsunami. .

"He is the only savior of mortals and the last human king. When everyone stands behind him, a new century will come."

"Arthur!"

"Arthur!"

People began to call this name. After the gods abandoned the world and before death was imminent, only this name could bring them hope.

Then, for some reason, the world suddenly became silent, and only the shouts of people echoed in this land.

Until someone finally realized what was going on.

"Everyone, look quickly!"

"The sea! The sea!"

"Tsunami. Stopped!"

The shouting stopped suddenly, and everyone looked at the tsunami hundreds of meters high.

Those dark blue waters are like an unshakable city wall, standing not far from Ximen City.

But, it stalled.

All the seawater no longer flows, and only the traces of the struggle of the marine creatures in the seawater prove that time continues to flow.

"It works! It's Arthur! It's our hero who takes action!"

"The prophecy is true!"

Some cheered, some cried.

But the carnival only lasted for a moment. The next moment, the rumbling sound sounded again.

The tsunami began to move steadily and slowly towards Ximen City again, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

"No--"

Between the repeated pull of hope, despair, hope, and despair, people's emotions are almost completely broken.

At this time, a voice sounded in everyone's ears.

"The world is going to end."

People looked along the sound source and saw a man standing on the wall of Ximen City, facing the waves coming towards them.

His golden hair was blowing in the wind.

"Cyric raised a tsunami and prepared to destroy the world, and the gods also abandoned us. These are all facts."

His familiar voice resounded throughout Ximen City: "For those superior beings, destroying a world seems to be just an understatement, and giving up a world is just an understatement."

"They may not care at all. The name of this continent is Faerun, and the name of this world is Torian."

"So, of course, they don't care about us standing here, who are about to be submerged by the tsunami."

"Arthur." People looked at that figure in the distance and listened to those words. They didn't know what the hero wanted to say at this time of imminent destruction.

Arthur did not stop talking: "After all, compared with those gods who sit in the Kingdom of God and possess incredible power, we mortals are too insignificant."

"For the entire multiverse, this small world we live in is indeed too insignificant."

"So, they can deal with this world unscrupulously without caring about what we think."

"And we can only watch the destruction of the world, helpless and falling into despair."

Arthur paused.

So in the entire world, except for the sound of the slowly advancing tsunami that destroyed the world, there was no other sound.

Then, he continued to speak:

"But... is this really acceptable?"

"As a mortal, can we really just kneel at the feet of the gods and wait for the fate arranged by the gods?"

"My fellow citizens, look at the land beneath your feet."

"You once lived here, your friends, lovers, parents lived here, and your ancestors lived here for generations. This is our root."

"And those gods, they live in distant places, in the kingdom of God high above."

"They don't belong to this world."