This ancient deity has a beautiful appearance, with eyes as sharp as an eagle's, seemingly possessing the aura of overlooking the world, softly saying, "Are you ready? You call yourself the God of Death, yet you cannot face your own death."
The God of Death, Jaqamachi, remained silent.
For these centuries, the world has known him as the King of the Gods, the strongest being under heaven. Yet, he knows that he harbors two fears in his heart: Jiaxia and death.
Jiaxia looked at the old man before him, no longer perceiving the breathtaking brilliance between his brows, only feeling tasteless. He slowly spoke amidst the silence,
"To embody brutality and selfishness at most makes a despicable creature; if one does not embody their faith, they will lose everything as a creature."
"You all, have lost the me within your hearts."
Jiaxia laughed aloud.
He gazed down over the entire Divine Mountain, majestic, lofty, sacred, giving an indescribable aura, a True God of Mankind, as if radiating the divine light of purity and grandeur from the depths of a clear soul.
He is the God of Wisdom, and thus does not ask other beings for wisdom, which is to embody words and deeds, one's own heart.
"Great God of Wisdom, we desire eternal life." Jaqamachi stepped forward, suddenly unable to resist speaking.
Jiaxia's expression was calm, his eyes carrying the depth and wisdom of ages as he looked at them, "This is the beings of the land."
"They lament the brevity of life, and thus gods help them improve."
"They suffer from their own weakness and powerlessness, so gods help them grow mighty..."
"Yet, when they find satisfaction, they quickly become dissatisfied again."
"Beings of the land, you!"
Jiaxia stood on the peak, facing the howling gale, spreading his arms wide, with a wanton smile,
"You!"
He suddenly roared towards the sky.
Boom!
A surge of immense soul aura pressure burst towards all directions.
Divine aura!
All gods watched in horror at what was before them; although they called themselves gods, they all bore human aura, except for what was before them!!!
As if all creatures felt a towering platinum-colored True God soaring into the sky, transforming into a majestic great mountain, overlooking the dust of the world.
The immense wind pressure made everyone struggle for breath.
"You are too greedy!!"
"So-called longevity is a natural law written by gods in the tomes of the world, no life can change it..."
Jiaxia's voice grew deeper, spreading his arms wide as if welcoming some arrival, also as if lamenting himself.
"Impossible, you can, you have changed the law of life, you are forever young!" Jaqamachi stared at the immense pressure, his eyes gradually turning crimson, as if returning to the days of war with Tuki, "I want to embody my godhood! Grant you my death!"
"I want to kill my death!!"
His whole body muscles bulged, a wolf's head and human body, covered in fierce black maliciousness, the wind fluttered his wolf fur, the keen wolf eyes seemed to ignite those former years, "In this world, there is nothing that cannot be killed!!"
"Even if it is a god—"
"Kill!"
He roared and leaped.
Jiaxia's figure subtly retreated like a ghost.
He dodged Jaqamachi's attack, once again gazing down at the earth, looking afar at the setting sun of the sky, his expression filled with reminiscence and agitation, "Since it is so..."
"From this moment on, you will lose me..."
"Lose the god in the heavens."
"Lose favor, lose faith."
Jiaxia's hands slowly came together.
He prayed, as if an ancient saint, deeply devout, his resonant voice spreading across the land,
As if the entire world, Divine Mountain, land, underworld, all beings heard this mourning yet sacred hymn.
"If through color you see me."
"Through sound you seek me."
"Through desire, longevity..."
"Then with divine-granted wisdom walking the wicked path, you cannot see true purity..."
The sky danced with wooden shavings turning into mist, ancient chants spreading across the land,
"From now on, I begin to forsake the world."
He opened his eyes, behind him seemingly shrouded by a vast sunset covering the sky,
"I will embody the words and deeds of god, punishing the beings of the land!!"
...
...
"It begins..."
Earth's abyss.
In a delicately inverted towering block highland.
"My lifespan is far from reaching its limit, yet you have reached it..." Mirege Amon holds a plump and giant, magnificent Ant Queen, showing a nostalgic smile, "but it matters not, I will take you to eternity."
"What if we can't succeed?" The Ant Queen coyly leaned on his shoulder.
"Then we will also go to eternity." He flicked his snake tongue, an icy face showing a hint of tenderness, "If I can't even protect you..."
His entire being leaped fiercely.
"Then I can't break the god within my heart!"
Boom!
"I adhere to the true self within my heart, lead the beings of the earth to rebel against the Divine Mountain, stir revolution, to kill god with the mortal." He strode out, with overwhelming battle intent, the entire inverted peak stomped out a pit size of his body, flying straight to the Divine Mountain above.
...
..
Clang!
Clang clang!
It's like the bell of the eerie night.
A jarring sudden metallic strike sound rang out.
Clang clang clang clang!
The sharp chaotic sounds, as if someone in a twilight tribe is frantically beating a gong, forming discordant noise.
"What a beautiful sound." A child with an ape's head said.
"Indeed." Within the tribe, Odyssey revealed a trace of a smile, "Using the body's forging technique of 'medicine,' using the weapon hammer of 'soldier,' crafting the creation of 'machinery,' there's no sound more beautiful than this in the world."
"Do you really want to go?" the youth suddenly asked.
As the voice fell, the air suddenly felt like a sticky liquid, oppressively difficult to breathe.