I am God LSLCCF

Chapter 114: The Last Inheritor of the Ruhe Brand

Stan Tito’s consciousness, taking the form of an avatar, spread its arms and descended through the darkness as if gliding.

Below was not earth, but bottomless darkness.

“Saliman!”

“Saliman!”

His thoughts called out Princess Saliman’s name, the sound fading into the vast emptiness, disappearing in an instant.

But he could sense a consciousness deep within, constantly guiding him forward.

Finally, a light appeared in the darkness.

He saw a silhouette composed entirely of silver light.

Stan Tito stopped, tentatively calling out the figure’s name: “Saliman?”

The shadow responded, confirming Stan Tito’s guess.
The shadow turned around, and it was indeed Saliman. Stan Tito also saw black sludge crawling up her body, bit by bit, the beast’s power slowly corroding her.

The craftsman immediately stepped forward, standing before Saliman’s consciousness light.

“Wake up, Princess Saliman!” he called out urgently.

“What on earth is going on? How did the Desert Worm end up like this? What exactly did you do?”

Princess Saliman slowly opened her weary eyes and saw Stan Tito before her.

“Stan!”

“You’ve finally come. I hope it’s not too late.”

Stan Tito pressed on: “What exactly happened?”

Tears flowed continuously from Princess Saliman’s eyes: “The immortality technique, it all started with the Samo family’s exploration of the forbidden realm of immortality, the endless desire and greed of mortals.”

“The great King Redlichia probably never imagined that his descendants would once again become blasphemers.”

“First Ense, then Boon.”

“Now the Samo family.”

As the two consciousnesses communicated, Stan Tito learned everything.

The craftsman had never imagined the Samo king would be so mad, nor that he would use his own daughter as a test subject.

His gaze towards Saliman held pity for her, as well as shock at the madness and recklessness of the Trilobite Men.

“So that’s it.”

“It wasn’t divine punishment at all, just a disaster brought about by mortal hearts.”

After his initial shock, Stan Tito’s face showed indescribable anger.

“Who do you think you are?”

“Did you really think you were gods?!”

The Samo family, in pursuit of immortality, had committed all sorts of evil acts, and now they had brought about this backlash, plunging countless commoners of Anho into catastrophe.

Princess Saliman: “We have already swallowed the bitter fruit, and perhaps we will pay the price for this forever.”

“But this… this really can’t go on.”

The princess lowered her head and spoke to Stan Tito in a pleading voice.

“Stan, can you end all of this?”

“Please, I beg you!”

Stan Tito knew what Princess Saliman was referring to, but what she didn’t know was that “The Final Chapter” wasn’t the key to opening the gates of God’s realm at all.

What the great poet had left behind was merely the true name of the fairy messenger guarding the gates of God’s realm.

“You want me to open the gates of God’s realm?”

“Is it only in times of crisis that you remember God?”

“What do you want God to see?”

“To see how ugly we are?”

“To see how Redlichia’s descendants have desecrated the gift he bestowed upon Redlichia?”

Although Stan Tito was angry, his mind was still searching for a way to solve the problem.

He suddenly thought of something and asked Princess Saliman.

“Is the Moon Magic Fern’s Ruhe brand still intact?”

The princess looked at Stan Tito for a moment, then turned into a mass of darkness and disappeared.

Soon after, she emerged from the darkness again, holding a piece of bone in her hand.

On it was a brand, the Ruhe brand belonging to the Moon Magic Fern.

“This is all that remains.”

“This is all I can give you, Stan Tito.”

As she finished speaking, her eyes were filled with apology.

“I’m sorry. We made these mistakes, yet you’re the one who must make amends.”

“End it all! Let all our mistakes be undone!”

Stan Tito took the bone fragment and looked up at Princess Saliman’s shadow: “I will, but not for you.”

“But to end this disaster. I will try to stop the Desert Worm using my own method. If that fails to end the catastrophe…”

Stan paused for a moment, then continued slowly.

“I will recite the true name of God’s messenger, praying for God’s final salvation.”

“I hope that at that time…”

“God will be willing to open the gates of His realm for us!”

By taking the Ruhe brand, Princess Saliman had alerted the other consciousnesses within the Desert Worm.

In the realm of consciousness, one grotesque, screaming shadow of a Trilobite Person after another pounced towards Stan Tito and Princess Saliman, led by the mad Samo king.

Princess Saliman looked back at the darkness behind her, then pushed Stan away with her hand.

“Thank you, Stan Tito,” she said with a smile.

Stan floated higher and higher, while Princess Saliman herself was dragged into the endless darkness by those evil spirit-like shadows, disappearing completely.

In the beast’s consciousness, the mad king’s memories took the upper hand.

The Desert Worm’s voice changed instantly, from chaos to hatred and anger.

“Henir~”

“Henir… vile black mud…”

The beast roared this name in fury, no longer caring about the broken city, breaking through the city walls and heading outwards—

Stan Tito, clutching the bone fragment, was thrown by the Desert Worm’s tentacles into a nearby building.

Princess Saliman had given him one last push, helping him escape the beast’s threat.

He got up and immediately ran back to the place he had just left, heading back to the underground river where he had been imprisoned.

“Quick! I must hurry!”

He rushed into the passage at top speed, sliding down the spiral staircase.

He heard the sound of the dark river, then rushed to the Moon Magic Fern following his intuition.

He stood before this mythical beast, holding the bone fragment, his left hand pressed against its thick vines, and took a deep breath.

“Perhaps I am to be your last partner.”

“O myth named Moon Magic Fern, I hope you can lend me your power, to end this destruction brought about by the greed of the Trilobite Men.”

He swallowed the bone fragment in one gulp, and a faint Ruhe brand gradually appeared on his forehead. He immediately felt his consciousness connect with that of the beast.

With just a thought from him, the beast would follow his command.

The Moon Magic Fern’s vines extended downward, lifting Stan Tito.

Outside Anho, giant vines burst forth from the ground.

Dense roots spread out, forming a tree-like structure, with Stan Tito standing in the Moon Magic Fern’s sphere.

“Go! Chase after the Desert Worm!”

The Moon Magic Fern spread its vines, covering hundreds of meters, writhing forward like countless tentacles.

Stan Tito pursued the trail of the mutated Desert Worm, chasing towards the distance.

Both were heading towards the God-Servant City and the Sky Temple.

The last four beasts remaining in the Yinsai Kingdom were about to converge at the foot of the Sacred Mountain, to engage in a battle of beasts that would end an era.