People are in the heavens, wealth can rival a country

Chapter 590: The New God of Fraud
In the kingdom of God of the Most High Dark Sun.

Xirik was already able to see Toril's plane wall, and outside the plane wall were numerous incarnations of good and lawful gods.

"Want to stop me from destroying Toril?"

Xirik was not surprised by this scene. The gods were originally restraining each other. If gods could really do whatever they wanted and destroy the main material plane at will, the entire multiverse would have been in chaos long ago, or even turned into nothingness directly because of the battles between gods.

Even powerful gods need to follow the most basic rules.

Cyric knew that he would be resisted and even besieged by other gods, and even watched by the great Creator. However, there was no turning back for Cyric.

What difference would it make if one's divine power was plundered?

In this case, it is better to break the rules and let the entire multiverse be buried with you. Before that, the damn liar should pay the price for his actions.

"Xirik! Get out of here!"

The incarnation of the god of justice Tyr stood in front of Xirik's kingdom and said righteously: "It is an iron rule that the gods' bodies and kingdoms cannot enter the main material plane!"

"It's too late. I'm already here."

"Tyr, do you think you can stop me with just an avatar?"

Xirik showed disdain: "It's useless. Toril must be destroyed today. No one can change this outcome. I say it!"

Tyr said angrily, "You have already planned a conspiracy in Toril. You originally intended to destroy the world, and you almost succeeded. Now, the people of Toril have united and thwarted your conspiracy. So you are angry and want to use the Kingdom of God to impact the main material plane?"

"Xirik! Is this the limit of the God of Deception's tolerance?"

"Angry out of shame?" Xirik laughed with a complicated expression: "Do you think I came here for this?"

He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "I was staying well in the High Throne. I had no intention of doing anything to Toril!!"

"Can you imagine? I was just manipulating my followers to cause trouble in various planes, and suddenly I found that my divine power was stolen!"

"In just a short period of time, my position as a god has been lost because of an ordinary plane!"

"You are part of this, you foolish, brainless idiots!"

"It's fine that I was tricked, but now I'm trying to stop you!"

Speaking of this, Xirik was a little mad: "What prophecy, what tsunami, these are all frauds! The war of gods should not have happened in Toril! I obviously did not participate in anything, but I became the biggest loser!"

"Do you think I should destroy this place?"

"What nonsense!" the gods sneered.

Who would believe the words of a deceitful god?
Xirik also knew this, so without waiting for the incarnations of the gods to say more, Xirik's kingdom of God had already crashed over. The power possessed by the incarnations of the gods was simply incomparable to that of the gods themselves, and the incarnations of the gods were directly destroyed.

"From now on, nothing can stop me from destroying this damn plane."

Xirik breathed a sigh of relief.

"Great Supreme Dark Sun." The messenger beside him whispered, "At this moment, Toril is holding the so-called coronation ceremony of the human king. If this ceremony goes smoothly, your divine power..."

"It doesn't matter." Xirik's face was as gloomy as water: "It's impossible to stop that guy. He has been planning for so long, isn't it just to support a human king?"

"Now, even if we stop the ceremony, we can't change the minds of everyone in Faerun, nor can we change the minds of those gods. They have already believed it."

"Even if we stop this Human King, there will be another one. As long as they think it's my conspiracy, then everything will be irreversible."

“The problem can only be solved directly at the source.”

Xirik sneered: "That guy thought he had won? He thought he could rely on the so-called Human King to continuously absorb my divinity? No, He underestimated my determination!"

"Even though the stolen divine power cannot be recovered, I will destroy His foundation!"

"In less than an hour, Toril will be completely wiped out from the multiverse!"

Outside Neverwinter.

The plain was obviously crowded with people, but it was completely silent.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the Human King, on the hand that pierced his chest, and on the crushed heart!
Is King Arthur dead?

People cannot accept this reality.

Just now, the Human King Arthur was standing on the podium, giving an impassioned speech to everyone. Just now, all the creatures in Faerun were excited by the existence of the Human King.

There is already hope——

Why is this happening?

Can't the human king fight against the gods with his mortal strength? When he was on the Dragon Coast, even if Cyric raised a tsunami that destroyed the world, even if that tsunami could not be stopped by the gods of the sea, didn't Arthur successfully calm the tsunami with his mortal will?
How could Arthur die so easily?
Shocked, sad, confused.

A pair of eyes looked at the figure standing behind Arthur.

The guy had black hair, a pale face, and sinister eyes. The emblem on his clothes was clearly visible, a jawless skull against a black background.

"Yes, it's Xirik!"

Some people recognized the appearance of Xirik, the God of Deception, and also recognized the emblem belonging to the God of Deception.

"Cyric killed Arthur!"

People shouted in horror: "The gods are actually attacking mortals themselves!"

But Xirik ignored the fear and anger of the mortals.

He casually threw Arthur's body aside like a rag bag.

"King of men?"

People heard His contemptuous voice: "In the face of God, we are nothing but ants."

Then he lifted his foot.

Snapped.

Arthur's head was crushed like a watermelon.

"The will of a mortal? What a joke."

Then, He glanced coldly at the mortals in front of Neverwinter City, and his figure slowly disappeared.

People stood there, unable to move for a long time.

Until the sound of gnashing teeth sounded: "Xirik——"

"almost."

Xirik sat on his throne, and his kingdom had begun to touch the crystal wall of Toril. There was no doubt that the fragile space of the main material plane could not accommodate the kingdom of a true God. There was no need for any extra operations. Just by entering Toril, Xirik's kingdom was enough to shatter Toril and drag it into the endless void.

But at this moment, Xirik suddenly felt that his divine power was rapidly decreasing at a pouring speed.

"No—what happened?"

Xirik wanted to stop the loss of divine power, but to no avail. He realized that something unexpected must have happened and that guy must have done something again.

The authority of the gods allowed Him to obtain the answers he wanted to know the moment he sought knowledge.

"The Human King is dead?"

"Outside of Neverwinter, in a live broadcast covering all of Toril, he died in my hands?"

Cyric trembled all over.

"How dare he! How dare he!"

The entire kingdom of God began to shake violently, and Xirik's roar made all the gods' messengers tremble.

"His ultimate goal is not to support a puppet to continuously absorb my divine power, but to kill the puppet directly when its reputation reaches its highest point and when the hope of the entire Toril is placed on the puppet!"

"On my behalf!"

"There's another layer! There's actually another layer to his plan!"

"From prophecies of world destruction to prophecies of world salvation, to luring me in, to framing me, to defrauding me as the King of Men, and finally to ending it all in my name! Completely extinguish the light of hope for Toril!"

Xirik had never been so furious. As the God of Deception, he felt that he was being completely manipulated.

Obviously, I have never met him, but——

What a shame!
"I will kill you! I swear! Even if it takes me until the end of the multiverse, I will definitely kill you!"

click-

Xirik seemed to hallucinate some cracking sound.

His roar came to an abrupt end.

A huge chill came over him, and his face turned even paler.

Because He clearly sensed what was broken.

It belongs to Him—

godhead.

A godhead formed by the condensation of deceitful divine power.

The opponent's final plan was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. No one in the entire multiverse would believe that he was innocent. The hatred for the death of the human king Arthur was firmly engraved in Xirik's body and he could never break free.

"no no!"

The kingdom of God is collapsing. Xirik's divine power is no longer able to maintain such a huge kingdom of God. No, even His divine body has begun to shake and is about to fall apart.

Although Xirik has other priesthoods, such as "murder" and "illusion", these combined only have weak divine power. The consequences of the demotion of the god are more serious than imagined.

At this moment, Xirik felt very clearly that the title of God of Deception no longer belonged to him.

And it belongs to the man who has never shown his face but has fooled the former God of Deception.

The Kingdom of God began to slide, but it was no longer enough to cause any damage to Toril, because what slid down were only fragments of the Kingdom of God. Those fragments were thrown into various corners of Toril and became hidden demiplanes.

All the adventurers in Faerun saw colors in the sky that were more brilliant than a meteor shower. They might not know that these were the last fireworks set off by a god, but they knew that they had new places to adventure.

Tang Sen stood on the Neverwinter City, feeling the divine power surging in his body and the godhead gradually solidifying.

At this moment, he successfully joined the ranks of gods with powerful divine powers.

He finally smiled.

"I am the new God of Fraud!"

(End of this chapter)