He who is high above has transformed himself into a native of a small galaxy, and no one realizes his identity as an outsider. Although this galaxy itself is not peaceful, what happened in it is enough to weave a wonderful drama.

Before the last of his strength was exhausted, he cleverly deceived all existences in the galaxy and became one of its [characters] without any sense of incongruity.

He lives and performs here just to better integrate.

Sometimes He becomes a savior, and sometimes He becomes a destroyer. In the process, He is also looking for a way to be promoted to God again.

But it’s just a small galaxy, what can He find in it?

So, He planned to leave with the "guardian god" of this galaxy and go to other galaxies to find a way out.

One of the methods he used was to hold the emperor hostage to control the princes. He used the deep blue planet as a bargaining chip to force the "guardian god" to chase after him.

Of course, nominally His motive is just to be the savior of this unfortunate planet, to rationalize His actions and not to be suspected by the "guardian god" itself.

However, time passed quickly, the path to becoming a god was difficult to recreate, and He felt the gazes from His enemies, so He quieted down and eventually settled down.

He handed the adulterated [script] to a small [self] that he separated out, letting it act as it pleased, occasionally giving some pointers out of fun.

However, the good times did not last long, as their attention finally arrived. That little "self" was too reckless and actually left the protection range of the "guardian angel". Not only was he almost torn to pieces and eaten, he also brought himself into great trouble.

As a last resort, He decided to give it a try.

He divided all his strength and placed all his hopes on himself, who was able to break away from the hands of the gods.

The task of finding the path to becoming a god was given to [himself], and He served as the last line of defense, temporarily uniting with the "guardian gods" of this galaxy to isolate the [gods] who came with ill intentions.

Only He can stop the [God], and because of his own suicidal behavior, he has come into contact with the [God] and has once again stepped onto the [ladder] to become a god.

He cannot repair the destroyed [Road], but [himself] who has never become a [God] may have a glimmer of hope.

……

From the perspective of the young man and Amethyst, the scene in front of them changed, but the content became more and more incomprehensible, at least Amethyst could not understand it.

bass---!

An invisible thin line crossed Zijing's neck, but he was prepared and blocked it with a thin line as well.

"A surprise attack? That's not a good idea... From what you said before, it should be a fair knight duel between us?" Zijing drew out a fiery red sword and struck back. The raging flames covered the boy, but the opponent appeared a hundred meters away the next moment.

Zijing looked at him, "And your condition is getting worse again?"

The young boy now has wrinkles on his face, and his jet-black hair has completely turned dry white. Just because he showed the "truth" to Zijing, his vitality was almost completely absorbed.

"Ever since they targeted me, I knew my life had come to an end."

The young man lowered his head slightly, and when he raised it again, his eyes were already somewhat complicated. "You are the chosen one, and we are just 'sacrifices'... But it doesn't matter, 'we' will eventually merge, both physically and spiritually. I will do my best to prepare for the [Trial] on the road to becoming a god for you, but I also hope that you can promise me one thing..."

"……you say."

The disposable fiery red sword in Zijing's hand dissipated, but soon a new sword was constructed by him. Looking at the other party's eyes that did not seem fake, he nodded slightly.

"Aurora, Galina, Agatha, Bella and... Sirin, whom you call the Second Ruler, I hope you can help them." There was a sense of disappointment in the boy's eyes. His life was short, so in this short life, he cherished all the beautiful things he saw before his eyes.

Although it stands to reason that after his and Zijing's "glass" merge, their memories will be intertwined, and there is no need to worry that Zijing will simply abandon those children, but... his inner worries still made him unable to help but make a solemn request verbally.

"It depends on the situation. I will try my best to give them a good result." Zijing responded. He had also seen those children in the boy's [past] and knew their innocence, so he also felt pity for them.

However, the other girls were fine, but Sirin, as the second Herrscher, was a bit difficult to deal with. After all, the existence of the Herrscher itself was so dangerous.

"Thank you."

The young man smiled sincerely. He now looked like a centenarian, but the energy emanating from him was getting stronger and stronger. "The winner will have everything, and I am destined not to be the winner."

The boy's body slowly dissipated, turning into countless light particles that spread to the sky, and then combined to become a [bow], a [bow] that was forged with everything he had.

The young man, who was a part of Him, had hidden strength that was not weak, but he was unable to show it because time was too tight.

But now he burned everything. In this instant, the power he simulated was enough to make Zijing feel like she was facing a formidable enemy.

"I am far inferior to that mounted archery [god], but the power of this [bow] is enough to kill you if you don't fight with all your strength."

The boy's voice was still echoing, and Zijing had already put on full alert, "Is this the real [Trial]? A simulated [God's] attack? Aren't you afraid that if you really kill me, there will be no one to take care of your aftermath?"

"It depends on whether you want to live or not."

The bow in the sky has drawn its bowstring, and the invisible arrow has been put on the bowstring. "I, who have been targeted by the gods in the sky, must become stronger if I don't want to die. I am the first bait and I volunteer to feed you. If you can't even handle this, how can you handle our attacks next? They are different from me and will probably really kill you. After all, no one wants to die like me."

"…So, what can I get after this [Trial]?" Zijing tried to simulate the same [bow], but could only simulate the shape. The gap between her and the opponent who tried his best was still too big.

"Power, and...memory."

"Li's memory? But it seems that there is a memory that is always missing even in the recollection just now?"

"That memory has already been swallowed up by the [Gods] in the sky as a gift. If you want to get it back, there is no other way except to defeat them and snatch it back from them."