Huh? Are they all real?.

Because they are violating the only fundamental principle that cannot be violated.

If he had died at that time, there probably wouldn't have been any possibility of him going to the Promised Land.

Mother would certainly not allow these traitors to go there.

The reason he survived was entirely because his brother chose to let go after giving them a deep look.

Their victory was not honorable.

They all knew Du Ming.

What made them even more desperate was that, despite all this, they still couldn't obtain their brother's power, which clearly surpassed that of a god.

The sun took away the left hand, the eye took away the eye, and he took away the tongue.

His reasons for joining the betrayal were simpler and more straightforward than those of his brothers.

That is, he wants to obtain that power.

But that won't work.

Whether it was because the mother took away the power left by the elder brother, or because the elder brother was the only one who could use that power.

They were unable to use that power through their brother's remains.

This made him feel a sense of cruel irony from fate whenever he thought about it.

They paid such a huge price and bore such a terrible crime, yet gained nothing.

But it's fine now.

Now we can end it.

If the Suns are arrogant, then the Thunder aren't much less so.

So, in what he considered to be the last moments of his life.

This ancient god who controls lightning still intends to personally face his brother's judgment.

However, as he tried to leave the throne, he laughed self-deprecatingly.

His legs went weak.

Even a mighty ancient god's legs went weak at such a moment.

What a pitiful and pathetic stray dog!

A slightly helpless and melancholic laugh drifted through the empty temple.

Meanwhile, the thunder churning outside the temple, hidden within the storm, grew ever more ferocious.

Even he, who was granted this post, had never seen such a scene before.

The thunderous roar was like the prelude to the apocalypse, filled with the scent of death.

After staring for a long time, he finally gave up and accepted his cowardice.

He sat on the throne and unconsciously touched his neck.

At the blasphemous feast years ago, his brother almost broke his neck.

I thought I had escaped, but now it seems I have to wait until now to pay the price?

Another thunderous roar, seemingly echoing throughout the world, erupted outside the temple.

The temple, which had withstood millions of years of lightning strikes without a scratch, was shaken and damaged for the first time today under the bombardment of thunder.

This unprecedented scene left everyone in the temple trembling with fear and unease.

The thunder within the temple gradually subsided.

Because he didn't think he could escape.

Although I still can't stand up.

Finally, after what seemed like an excessively long wait...

The temple, which had been empty for half a day, finally welcomed its second person.

They watched the newcomer whose shadow was elongated by the lightning and thunder at the temple entrance.

Thunder felt as if something was blocking his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.

After a long time, Hehe finally managed to squeeze out one:

"Brother?!"

In response to his brother's greeting, Moen raised his hand and smiled:

"Yes, it's me, brother, I've come to see you."

Seeing that the other party had indeed admitted his identity.

Thunder slumped more and more against his throne.

Aren't you going to come down and see me?

The excessively long shadow, illuminated by the thunder outside the temple, directly enveloped the throne and the person upon it.

To be honest, that's how Thunder saw it at that moment.

Moen is horribly excessive.

Even if the strength of the two sides is that of an eldest son and a demigod.

Having reached the foot of the throne steps, Moen glanced at the empty temple and said:

"You seem to have let the others leave?"

After a long, choked sob, Thunder finally managed to utter a relatively complete sentence:

"Did you kill the sun?"

Moen really didn't know how to answer that question.

If he hadn't gone, the sun obviously wouldn't have died so easily.

But if that's the case, then he really didn't do anything.

Therefore, Moen could only tell the truth:

"I just went to see him."

These words made Lei Ting smile wryly:

"Brother, if that's really all there is to it, why did he die?"

That's a good question; I don't even know how to answer it.

Moen mentally scoffed for a moment, then thought for a second and said:

"Because it was his own choice, he was probably just tired."

"Brother, never mind, so what brings you here?"

The Thunder, who initially wanted to argue, ultimately changed their tune.

Moen raised his short sword and said:

"Didn't you know? Didn't anyone tell you? I've come to return this to you."

Looking at the short sword he planted outside the plains of western Canada years ago.

Lei Ting's expression clearly faltered for a moment.

Just like the sun back then, he also remembered everything when he was granted the title of Stormvalley.

However, unlike the sun, which is so excited that it forgets everything else...

He remembers everything.

He remembered his elder brother holding the short sword and saying to him:

“My brother, in the name of the Creator, I bestow upon you her, my land, and my people. Once you accept this sword, you will bear the weight of the rise and fall of this land.”

"I sincerely hope that you can cherish everything on this land as much as I do."

With his elder brother's earnest instructions, he bowed deeply and accepted the short sword.

However, he remembered even more that he bowed his head not to show humility.

Rather, it was to conceal that deep longing and desire.

He wants more than just Storm Valley.

He wants this world!

He wanted greater power; he even wanted to replace his mother as the new creator.

If there's anything the mother really did wrong...

He felt that it must have been his mother who gave them these 'tool' selves.

However, according to the hummingbirds, they were not originally intended to be given a self.

The elder brother felt that they shouldn't be turned into mere tools.

However, this cannot be confirmed to be true.

Because hummingbirds always like to mythologize the words and deeds of their mothers and brothers.

Although, given their status, there was really no need for them to be deified.

This is also his reason for participating in the betrayal; he wanted to move forward, his eyes were for questioning, and he was driven by greed.

Unfortunately, he lost both his eyes and his life.

If we're talking about whether any of them actually won.

He thought that the hummingbird might be the only exception.

Of course, the last son, who he could never understand and never found out where he went, might also be the winner.

He couldn't understand why either of them participated in the betrayal.

The youngest son is the one who betrayed his mother, while the hummingbird is the one who always idolized his older brother and mother.

In the daze of thunder.

Moen had already climbed the high steps step by step and arrived in front of him.

It went from being in a superior position to being in a superior position.

"What did you think of?"

As Moen's voice returned to my ears.

Lei Ting woke up and looked at his older brother in front of him.

"I remembered those days, I remembered when you gave me this sword."

"Ah, that's it. Well then, take it."

Without a word, Moen took Thunder's hand and put the short sword back in his own.

"Speaking of which, how many years have you left this sword stuck there?"

"what?"

"I'm asking you how many years you've given up this sword?"

Thunder, seemingly understanding something, asked in astonishment:

"Don't you know? It's been a thousand years!"

After a moment, Lei Ting, who was ultimately the eldest son, widened his eyes and said:

"Did you come directly from the sun?"

This answer genuinely surprised Moen, who laughed and said:

"Did you guess it?"

No wonder I waited a thousand years to finally meet my brother.

So this is ah.

But then, what does my thousand-year-long fear amount to?