After reaching the maximum level, my "soft rice system" finally arrived.

The lineage of wizards has undoubtedly been completely severed in this plane...

However, within one's own divine origin—

What's with those faint, elusive signs of impending crisis...?

For deities, divine premonitions are no small matter.

However, that faint premonition was still there.

But within a few breaths it rapidly expanded, transforming into a massive shadow that enveloped the fallen sun god.

impossible--

Within this continent.

Apart from that Twilight Witch who has already sealed herself away, who else could threaten me!

The thought of the fallen sun god had just arisen.

The next moment, he suddenly raised his head.

Then, I saw it descending from the sky—

A pure white beam of light.

This was the power he was most adept at using when he was the sun god, unleashing divine punishment with holy flames condensed from sunlight.

But at this moment——

That former radiance is now the source of the greatest fear for the ancient sun god, who now succumbs to darkness.

.......

The earth is shaking.

Then came the palace, the Iron Throne...

Or perhaps it is the fallen sun god who sits on the iron throne.

Everything was trembling.

The moment it made contact with the target, the forbidden spell condensed within the "nuclear explosion" was officially activated.

In the ocean of magic that had condensed into magic crystals, a magic factor first collapsed silently under the effect of the spell.

Then, the collapse began an unlimited chain reaction.

From one to two...

From two to four...

From four to eight...

From eight to sixteen...

......

Lost restraints, lost limits.

The chain reaction of collapse swept away all the free magical elements in the surrounding area.

Then, under the influence of the forbidden spell.

The broken magical elements were transformed without reservation into the purest light and heat.

.......

In the roaring torrent of light.

The palace, built of metal and rock, melted and crumbled in an instant, converging into a flowing river of lava.

Following closely behind was the fallen sun god, who stood atop the Black Iron Throne.

Every divine power element that constitutes the fallen sun god is exposed to the purest destruction and impact released by the collapse of magical elements.

The essence of divine power is superior to that of magic.

This is an indisputable fact engraved in the laws of the planes.

Regardless of how much the fallen sun god's status has declined compared to his heyday, he is, after all, a product of twisted divinity.

Its life essence—

Without a doubt, it still ranks above the realm of gods.

Moreover, after two hundred years of being battered by the Twilight Tide, compared to its weakest moment during the Great Cataclysm, the Fallen Sun God has actually regained a considerable amount of power.

Compared to most false gods who ignited the divine fire but never truly ascended to the throne, the fallen sun god was far more powerful.

but--

There is a saying that quantitative change leads to qualitative change.

As long as divine power is not truly invincible.

It is not truly indestructible.

Therefore, there must be a moment when it will be shattered.

Unfortunately, the thing is...

In the unrestricted chain of destruction triggered by the forbidden spell known as "Nuclear Explosion" in this area, the total amount of magic power released has exceeded the upper limit that the Fallen Sun God can withstand by several times, or even dozens of times.

There was no pause for struggle.

There was no time for hesitation, fear, terror, or pleading.

Faced with the intense heat, all thoughts and actions seem far too slow.

In pure light and heat, the being once known as the Fallen Sun God instantly disintegrated into the purest elemental factors.

Neither fragments of divine power nor divinity remained.

Only the remnants of power remained, coalescing into a crystalline shape resembling a chess piece.

It quietly emerged from the original location of the fallen sun god, and then gradually faded away towards the outer edge of the world.

but--

Just as these broken and ownerless authorities were about to disappear along with the pull of the astral plane.

The next moment, a spiritual force descended from the astral plane.

Then, transcending the barriers of time and space, it suddenly struck that crystalline fragment of authority.

click-

The sound of shattering glass rang out.

That fragment of power, which contained a portion of the sun god's authority, and was coveted by countless deities—

And so it turned into sparkling points of light, scattering between heaven and earth.

It will never exist again.

.......

At first, it was the aurora that shone brightly on the farthest horizon.

What followed was a deafening roar, as if the sky were collapsing.

then.

The blast and shockwave spread outwards.

Even in Aurora City, and even at the ruins of the Pure White Tower, thousands of miles away from that palace, the aftershocks of the impact could be felt.

In Aurora City.

Countless residents and soldiers stared in silence as the cloud of smoke and dust rose in the distance, shaped like a mushroom, amidst the light.

Tears welled up in some people's eyes.

Some soldiers embraced their comrades and wept together.

Some people knelt down and began to pray to the "Arcane God".

Although darkness still prevails in this world.

But at this very moment, all the residents of Aurora City felt a strange premonition—

That calamity that shrouded Aurora City and the entire civilization for two hundred years.

At this moment, perhaps it has truly been completely eliminated.

Those twilight tides that brought cities to their knees will never return.

.......

The ruins of the Pure White Tower.

"Incredible..."

"An incredible forbidden spell, incredible magic..."

The spirits of the dead were fluctuating wildly.

Although they were separated by great distances, the deceased, as a legendary mage, had studied those gods for two thousand years and had an extremely thorough understanding of their existence.