Henir gripped the Yinsai scepter, suddenly recalling the scene when he first met Stan Tito.

At that time, he was just a small figure who had risen by seizing a Ruhe beast, a despised and scorned illegitimate son.

Due to the tension of war and the situation, he gained the favor of the Star Queen. He received her bestowment in the palace, becoming a Grand Duke in name only.

Because, at that time, the Volcano Kingdom still belonged to the Hosen family.

Stan Tito stood among the crowd, both of them out of place, both disliked by others.

At that moment, he immediately noticed this legendary Child of Fortune.

Was it because he lacked the air of nobility?

No, it was because of his simple and pure nature.

He called himself a marionette, uncertain of his desires, yet he possessed a remarkable purity of spirit.

He could only simply distinguish right from wrong, he only knew to repay the Queen’s favor, he knew to stand up when a friend was in trouble.

However, such a person shouldn’t have appeared at a noble’s banquet.

At that time, he patted Stan’s shoulder and said something, what was it?

He remembered.

“When the day comes that no one calls you the Child of Fortune anymore, you will no longer be a marionette.”

“At that time, you will become a truly strong person, someone worthy of everyone’s admiration and awe.”

Henir laughed, shaking his head in disbelief. “I never imagined you’d truly become such a person.”

He laughed as he reminisced, finally turning to walk towards the Sky Temple.

From this moment forward, he would reign as the king of Yinsai.

But this throne wasn’t as high and mighty as he had imagined, able to do whatever he pleased.

In a Yinsai without beasts, in an era where the bloodline royalty had ended, anyone could become king.

As Stan Tito had said, if he couldn’t be a good king, naturally someone else would take his place.

He had just stepped onto the stairs when he looked up and saw the Yinsai statue inside the temple.

Suddenly, the sky erupted in a dazzling display of light, swirling and cascading downward.

Above the Sacred Lake.

Vast, dreamlike starlight poured out from another realm, opening a huge vortex in the sea of clouds.

A gigantic gate stood erect, accompanied by dreamy, colorful light.

“Is that…?”

“The gate to God’s realm?”

Henir’s expression was a mix of bewilderment and contemplation.

He hadn’t expected the gate to God’s realm to open at this moment.

But he also looked towards the distant direction leading to the sea, vaguely guessing something.

Before the gate to God’s realm, as the light gradually faded, a divine messenger in a golden robe appeared beneath the giant gate.

She stood silently, her gaze fixed on the mortal world.

The divine messenger waved her hand, and a beam of light from God’s realm shone upon the mortal world, enveloping Stan Tito, who had turned into light dust.

Stan Tito’s figure reformed within the light, looking up at the gate to God’s realm that had opened for him.

The ethereal voice of the divine messenger echoed across the Yinsai kingdom from another world.

“Stan Tito.”

“Congratulations on passing the trial. You will receive the blessing you desire.”

The wind lifted the divine messenger’s bright golden hair, and the divine dreams depicted on her robe transformed into bubbles, projecting scenes of snowy nights, forests, and weaving countries.

Seeing her was like seeing beauty itself.

It involuntarily made people yearn for it.

“Moreover, from now on, the gate to God’s realm will open to you all.”

“Every dying Trilobite Person and person of the Abyss will embark on a pilgrimage, entering the eternal dreamlike sea of stars.”

“Along with their memories, forever returning to the realm of God.”

With those words, the giant gate behind the divine messenger opened with a thunderous sound, revealing the world of God’s realm.

A vast and endless dreamlike sea of stars, with the sun formed by the transformation of the Divine Cup at its highest point, and the dream moon condensed from the Crown of Wisdom.

Below the sea of stars was the legendary God-Given Land.

At this moment, not only Henir saw this scene, but in every corner where intelligent life existed, people could see the scene of the gate to God’s realm opening.

Countless people were struck speechless, their pupils dilating in shock.

Bathed in divine light, the divine messenger slowly spoke her final words.

“For the virtuous, sweet dreams eternal.”

“For the wicked, descent into nightmares.”

In Anho, amidst the ruins and broken walls of the city, sorrowful cries could be heard from every corner.

Some wandered listlessly through the ruins, searching for the remains of their loved ones. The wounded lay in the squares, wailing in pain. Others sat beside the bodies of their loved ones, their eyes vacant.

At this moment, the gate to God’s realm opened thunderously in the sky.

Light illuminated the darkness, dispelling the gloom.

Everyone looked up in bewilderment, only to see dream light appearing on the bodies of their loved ones, with colorful bubbles floating upwards.

Within the bubbles, the images of their loved ones appeared, waving goodbye to them.

All the Trilobite Men who died in this disaster transformed into clusters of memory dreams, drifting towards God’s realm.

Even in the deep sea Abyss Kingdom, countless people of the Abyss surfaced, looking up at the dream world above the sea of clouds, watching as the divine messenger guided countless memory dreams flying towards the giant gate.

This scene drove all intelligent beings into a frenzy.

Both in Yinsai and the Abyss Kingdom.

“Look!”

“This is God’s salvation.”

The survivors of the disaster in Anho fell to their knees, weeping uncontrollably.

The beautiful vision in the sky gave them renewed hope.

Henir, standing before the Sky Temple, was also completely stunned by this scene.

He suddenly wondered if he had ever had such an opportunity.

If he could have been the one for whom the gate to God’s realm opened.

“All those with Ruhe brands once had the chance, but in the end, only one person succeeded.”

The divine messenger had given everyone the opportunity to give up, but always when they needed the power of the Ruhe beasts the most.

So the test was not just about your actions, but more about your heart.

It wasn’t enough to simply give up the Ruhe beast; you had to give up this powerful destructive force when you least could afford to, to choose a future and light for the Trilobite Men.

Among these people, only Stan Tito’s heart passed the divine messenger’s test.

Henir bowed in farewell to Stan Tito, who was stepping into God’s realm in the sky.

He made a few circles in the air with his hand, then placed it on his chest and bowed.

“Congratulations! New saint, Stan Tito.”

Stan Tito floated towards the gate of God’s realm, following countless memory dreams of Trilobite Men into the dreamlike sea of stars.

As he stepped into the giant gate, he found himself in a world entirely enveloped in gold.

An endless sea of Sun Cup flowers swayed before him, spirits sang hand in hand welcoming his arrival, the Sun Cups swayed to clear a path, revealing the sacred pyramid at the end.

He passed through the golden flower sea, treading on the ancient stone path of the God-Given City.

He saw the legendary Yinsai stone tablet and the colossal statue that King Yesael had built for the first king, Redlichia.

He climbed the steps and stood before the majestic temple doors.

He slowly raised his head, seeing the Mother of Life standing on the right side of the divine platform, and the spirit messenger standing at God’s right hand.

As his gaze lifted higher, his emotions surged to the extreme.

Because he was about to see the legendary God.

However, what he saw was neither a statue of God nor the mural carved by King Redlichia behind the temple.

His gaze penetrated beyond the world, seeing an eternal star standing outside the universe and time.

He felt as if he had fallen into an endless void, the gaps in the river of time, the crevices outside the universe.

Before his eyes was a blinding white, but he heard the voice of Hila, the divine messenger.

“God! He has arrived.”