Murky netherfire swirled into a sea, incinerating all the nutrient pods left behind by the Storm Throne!

This was the last hope the Storm Throne had left for himself!

Gu Shen wasn't worried about the Storm Throne using the Red Dragon as a "threat." He understood the Storm Throne too well. This was a conservative old relic who could abandon the church's century-old foundation to "stay alive."

The Red Dragon was his only living hope.

Once he lost this last hope... he would truly have nothing left.

Of course, he could use the Red Dragon to threaten Gu Shen.

But the game would be up, and once this last trump card was revealed, he would have no way back.

The Storm Throne couldn't afford the consequences of Gu Shen abandoning the "Red Dragon."

He was an extremely selfish person, so deep down, he didn't believe that someone who had cultivated to Gu Shen's level would let go of an enemy at the throne level for the sake of a so-called "friend."

So... he could only hope that the Red Dragon would live and become a throne in a few years.

From this point of view.

From the moment Gu Shen boarded the starship, the Storm Throne's fate no longer belonged to him.

Unfortunately.

Gu Shen would never make the low-level mistake of "omission."

Gu Shen had checked the nutrient pods in this entire alloy base with scorching fire... He didn't give the Storm Throne the slightest chance.

All extraordinary lifeforms in which the Storm God's thoughts had resided.

Gu Shen annihilated them all.

...

...

Four hundred miles away.

The Red Dragon, trapped in the Tide Water Cage, suddenly shook.

He felt that the "shackles" in his heart had suddenly been opened—

These shackles had trapped him for four whole years!

For four years, he had felt the pressure from the Storm Throne at all times. That man had given him "new life," but also endless mental torment.

The taste of abandoning one's soul was terrible.

If you were to ask the Red Dragon if he regretted it, his answer would be yes.

But if he had to choose again—

He would still choose this way.

In his heart, there were many things that were higher than his own life, such as the Gu Wen Hui, such as faith, and such as the comrades-in-arms who had entrusted their lives to him. The weight of these things made him willing to pay anything to protect them, even if it meant losing his soul.

"Whoosh!"

The [Tide] water cage shattered, leaving only a thin layer of flame, wrapping the Red Dragon!

The Storm Throne was dead, and the soul contract signed between the two naturally dissipated—

The Red Dragon felt his heavy shoulders suddenly lighten! The pent-up energy in his chest was instantly swept away!

He couldn't help but want to roar loudly!

After the soul contract was broken, that extremely familiar feeling returned to his body.

He felt...

At this moment, his soul was as light as the wind.

So the taste of "freedom" was so sweet. He could go anywhere, he didn't have to look at other people's expressions, and he could live alone.

"Boom!"

The long and short knives held in the Red Dragon's hand vibrated at this moment!

He wanted to draw his knife immediately and join the battle between Rustbone and Springplow...

But unfortunately.

General Rustbone didn't give the Red Dragon a chance to intervene in the battle. The Storm Throne was dead, and Saint Springplow, as the "crown-bearer," naturally noticed it immediately. The "Storm Fire Seed Gift" he had received became extremely weak in an instant... The death of the throne had a great impact on the apostle.

At this moment, Saint Springplow's heart trembled wildly.

The Storm Throne had fallen!

This definite news was like a heavy hammer that struck his heart hard!

In a duel between top experts, a moment of distraction... was enough to determine the outcome.

Moreover, this battle of origins was originally dominated by General Rustbone. Saint Springplow could only passively take a beating and constantly parry.

This moment of distraction directly led to the end of the duel!

"Chh!"

A bone-deep crack!

The bronze longsword pierced into Saint Springplow's shoulder. General Rustbone's origin of destruction extended along the tip of the sword, like a poisonous snake, and burrowed into Saint Springplow's body... Rustbone did not hesitate to rotate the hilt of the sword, sending all the origin of destruction he had accumulated in his body into Saint Springplow's body!

"No... No!!!"

Saint Springplow's eyes instantly turned blood red.

He let out a sharp, hoarse roar, grasping the bronze sword with both hands, trying to pull it out.

But it was too late.

The origin of destruction had entered his body... His only end was destruction.

With a bang!

Saint Springplow's body cracked inch by inch and finally exploded, and a flower of extremely miserable flesh and blood exploded in the dark void of the [Old World].

General Rustbone retracted the bronze sword.

"Chh..."

In the void, a wisp of blazing fire gathered the scattered flower of flesh and blood.

Gu Shen had returned here at some point.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his Divine Concealment robe fluttering in the wind, looked at the scene of Springplow's fall, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Rustbone, how do you feel about this battle?"

"Feels... good."

Rustbone let out a deep breath of turbid air.

As early as in the Five Continents, he wanted to spar with Springplow. After being in closed-door cultivation in the Time Dojo for so long, if he didn't move around, his body would really rust!

"This guy is weaker than I thought..."

"So winning against him is nothing great."

Rustbone smiled, his eyes full of disdain.

In his opinion, Saint Springplow relied on the Fire Seed Gift of the throne to comprehend this "origin power"... and he comprehended it on his own. No matter what, he should win this fight!

As a general of the Northern Continent, Rustbone had his own arrogance in his heart!

After spending so many resources and cultivating the Fire Seed of the Hunt in the Time Dojo for four years, being able to kill Springplow in this battle was what he should do!

If he lost, he would have no face to see Gu Shen.

"This... is the former Envoy of the Tower of Origin, Red Dragon, right?"

Rustbone turned around and looked at the Red Dragon trapped in the netherfire cage.

During the days of cultivation in the Time Dojo, Gu Shen had told Rustbone about the Gu Wen Hui.

The fact that the Red Dragon was taken away from the Frozen Sea that year had always been Gu Shen's regret, and today... under the arrangement of fate, this regret was filled.

Gu Shen waved his sleeve and dispelled the netherfire.

"Yes... it's me."

The Red Dragon looked at Gu Shen, his nose sour.

He didn't expect the two to meet again in this way. Thousands of words were all stuck in his chest for a while.

At this moment, the soul contract was destroyed.

The soul of "Mr. Yan" in the depths of his spiritual sea, and those memories that had been destroyed by divination, all resurfaced in his heart.

Every time the Red Dragon performed a mental summons, he would destroy the memories in his mind.

But "Mr. Yan"... would keep every conversation for him.

Mr. Yan was waiting for the day when the Red Dragon's contract was broken and the memories were unsealed!

"Follow your intuition... so that's what it means."

The Red Dragon was in a daze. He and Saint Springplow had confronted each other extremely fiercely some time ago, saving many believers of the Storm Church.

If it weren't for his "resistance."

I'm afraid thousands more of the church members on the starship would have died!

Now that the Storm had encountered Gu Shen and the God War had ended... the Storm Throne had been killed, and those church members had become the most precious "wealth." The Red Dragon knew that Gu Shen had something like the [Holy Book], and even if he didn't have the [Holy Book], it didn't matter!

The Storm Throne was killed, and Saint Springplow fell!

Now, the believers on the entire starship all regarded him, the Red Dragon, as their leader!

Gu Shen took the two back to the Storm.

Tens of thousands of church members from the Storm Church in the Southern Continent were all kneeling on the ground. Gu Shen's Divine Realm took over this starship, and no one was exempt, whether they were civilians, church members, or bishops.

There were even two saints in the ranks of the kneeling.

"Jia Di... Hai Tong."

The Red Dragon looked at the kneeling crowd and spoke softly.

Saint Hai Tong was trembling all over, his back covered in cold sweat...

In his opinion, today's killing game was not complicated.

Saint Springplow was ordered to kill the Red Dragon, and he and several other saints were ordered to work for the Storm Throne.

But now...

The Storm Throne was dead!

He couldn't help but suspect that all of this was a game set up by the Red Dragon. Springplow and the Storm Throne were both pawns in the "Red Dragon's" game.

And he, the title of saint sounded very prestigious.

But in fact, he was nothing.

If Gu Shen wanted to kill him, one thought would be enough.

"I have hardly killed anyone except Storm," Gu Shen looked at the Red Dragon and said slowly, "The people on this starship are left to you to deal with."

The Red Dragon looked at Hai Tong and Jia Di kneeling in front of the crowd.

After the soul contract was dissolved, the memories of these four years were still there—

Hai Tong was the title of Saint Springplow's camp, and he had always been at odds with him. Today's six-hundred-mile encirclement and suppression was the space portal selected by this person.

And Jia Di, although this young man believed in the Storm Throne, he had joined his command early on.

During these four years, he had been alone, and only Jia Di had accompanied him.

"This person cannot be kept."

The Red Dragon stretched out two fingers and pointed at Hai Tong. The latter's expression was horrified, and he suddenly raised his head. A touch of madness instantly surged on his originally humble face.

But before this madness could continue to brew.

With a "snap."

Gu Shen snapped his fingers lightly.

Saint Hai Tong's body was instantly cut open by the netherfire—

No one even saw how Gu Shen made his move!

A strand of dark fire line cut Saint Hai Tong in half at the waist!

"???"

Jia Di, who was kneeling next to Saint Hai Tong, shrunk his pupils, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

A title was killed as soon as he said it!

"Keep this one."

The Red Dragon pointed at Jia Di again, and he said softly, "I have no one to kill. You can use the [Holy Book] now. To ensure safety, I suggest you baptize all the extraordinary people here."

As soon as these words fell, they caused a great uproar inside the Storm!

Including Jia Di, the believers lying on the ground raised their heads one after another.

They couldn't believe that the Red Dragon, the first loyal believer of the Storm Church, would say such a thing!

But after a few minutes.

Inside the Storm, which had returned to silence, there was no more whispering noise, and no one looked at the Red Dragon angrily. The entire starship was surrounded by slowly spreading golden light and a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.

The crowd was still kneeling, but in their eyes looking at Gu Shen and the Red Dragon, there was no resentment, no forbearance, and no hatred.

What they had in their eyes—

There was only peace, worship, and praise.

"Is this the power of the [Holy Book]?"

General Rustbone couldn't help but sigh. This was the first time he had seen the [Holy Book] exert its divine effect!

An entire starship, nearly ten thousand extraordinary lives, had all changed their beliefs!

A few minutes ago, they were still death-defying people who "swore to support" the Storm Throne, but now they began to praise Gu Shen and praise the Blazing Fire.

No wonder Gu Shen didn't want to destroy this starship even when he was fighting fiercely with the Storm Throne!

The precious objects left by the Storm Throne, in addition to the fire seed, were these loyal believers... The configuration of these people had been carefully selected by the Holy City. Most of them had their own uses. The combination of tens of thousands of extraordinary church members could carry out an orderly division of labor inside the starship, so as to ensure that this big guy could sail smoothly in the [Old World]'s sea lanes!

"This fire seed, from now on... is yours."

Gu Shen stretched out his palm and took out the most precious object.

In front of all the church members, he sent the Storm Fire Seed to the Red Dragon.

"Gu Shen... what are you doing?"

The Red Dragon was taken aback.

He waved his hands quickly and retreated to refuse.

Fire Seed!

What was placed in front of him... was a naked fire seed! How many people in this world had broken their heads for a fire seed, and how many people were willing to give up their lives?

Gu Shen shook his head. He stretched out his palm, grasped the fire seed, and forcibly placed it in front of the Red Dragon.

"This is what you deserve, and it's what I owe you."

Gu Shen's tone was very firm.

"I..."

The Red Dragon thought again and again, but still shook his head: "This thing is too precious, I can't accept it."

"Precious?"

General Rustbone, who was standing aside, laughed lightly at this moment.

The Red Dragon was a little confused.

He looked at General Rustbone's slightly playful expression, a little confused.

"Indeed, the fire seed is the most precious thing in the world... After searching the [Old World], there should only be twelve of them."

General Rustbone said leisurely: "But the guy standing in front of you has five in his hand. No, plus this 'Storm Fire Seed,' Gu Shen almost has half of the fire seeds in the world!"

"???"

The Red Dragon was stunned.

Gu Shen was helpless and waved his sleeve to summon a mental picture, which was the scene inside the Time Dojo.

The Fire Seed of the Hunt, the Fire Seed of the Valley, and the Fire Seed of the Iron Furnace! These three fire seeds corresponded to each other from afar, like three big stars!

In addition, his own "Netherfire Fire Seed" and Chu Ling's "Fire Seed of Love" were also present in the mental picture!

Including the Storm Fire Seed... it was really six!

The Red Dragon looked surprised and didn't know what to say.

"The fire seed is very precious, but not so precious..." Gu Shen said softly: "You can rest assured to fuse it. Next, we are going to return to the Five Continents. The sooner you start to merge with the fire seed. The easier the situation will be after we arrive in the Five Continents."

"Return to the Five Continents?"

The Red Dragon's expression became serious, and he realized something bad.

The Red Dragon didn't know that the war in the Five Continents had already begun.

After he sold his soul to the Storm Throne that year... he boarded a starship and left.

"Not bad..."

Gu Shen briefly explained the situation of that year, and he said solemnly: "Now that the Storm Throne is dead, this lost starship has also been conquered. Next, we need to follow the sea lanes of the Storm Church over the years, reverse our departure, speed up, and return to the Five Continents as soon as possible."

General Rustbone's expression was not serious.

Six fire seeds!

Plus Gu Shen's powerful combat power to break through the Storm Throne's main domain...

Once this starship fleet returns to the Five Continents, it will end this long-lasting war!

"Is this considered a triumphant return home?"

Rustbone, who was propping up his bronze sword with both hands, said with emotion and murmured softly.

"I don't know... if the God War of the Tower of Origin has ended."

(End of this chapter)