Mavrica's Crimson Flame Burns Through Fate! The Strongest Fire God Is Born, Breaking the Shackles of a Thousand-Year Sacrifice!

To protect their nation and to inherit the will of the First Generation God, they fought continuously against the Abyssal Monster until they burned themselves out, and then passed this destiny on to the next generation.

The entire space was deathly silent.

Everyone was stunned speechless by this cruel cycle that had lasted for thousands of years.

"What... what is this...?"

Xiao Xiao's voice was choked with sobs; she couldn't accept such a cruel fate.

"Why... why should they be born with this fate? It's not fair!"

"Fair?"

Zhou Weiqing gave a cold laugh, but his smile was full of bitterness.

"In the face of the world's survival, what fairness is there? But... damn it, isn't anyone even thinking of breaking this damned cycle? Are they just willingly sending generation after generation to their deaths?"

He scratched his head in frustration.

"That so-called 'Death Regent' definitely left a trap in the deal! Those kinds of beings love to manipulate contracts and souls!"

Tang Wulin clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms.

The Golden Dragon King Bloodline within his chest roared madly.

It was a feeling of shared anger and grief!

Inheriting power that is not their own, bearing a destiny that is not their own, fighting endlessly for a distant goal, constantly suppressing themselves, not even knowing when they will explode...

He was all too familiar with this feeling!

"Why... does it have to be this way...?"

His voice was low and hoarse, as if he were asking the people in the picture, or perhaps asking himself.

Gu Yuena gently placed her hand on his shoulder, offering a gesture of comfort.

But her silver eyes were also filled with coldness and sorrow.

The inheritance of the Dragon Clan is equally heavy. But compared to this naked sacrifice fueled by life, it seems less cruel.

"I 'tasted' it..."

Rong Nianbing, who had kept her eyes closed, slowly opened her mouth.

His face was somewhat pale.

"I tasted the flavor of that Guardian Fire..."

"It contains the indomitable fighting spirit of the First Generation God, their resolute determination to protect their homeland, and their boundless rage towards the Abyss..."

His voice paused, becoming extremely hoarse.

"But even more so... is the resentment, longing, sorrow, and... that yearning for freedom that had been suppressed throughout their entire lives, which erupted from countless generations of Fire God at the moment of sacrifice."

"All these emotions, after thousands of years of fermentation and fusion, have ultimately transformed into one thing..."

"Endless, Eternity... solitude."

One sentence made everyone present feel uneasy.

A thousand years of solitude.

A thousand years of sacrifice.

A thousand-year-old lament.

Niu Tian and Tai Tan, these two towering men, had tears in their eyes.

They couldn't comprehend those complex Gods transactions, but they could see the resolute backs of those figures who walked towards the flames time and time again.

Those are true heroes!

He is a strong person worthy of respect, even at the cost of one's life!

"This is a lament that has lasted for a thousand years."

Ye Yinzhu sighed softly, her fingers moving unconsciously as if trying to play a soothing melody for these departed souls.

In this extremely heavy atmosphere, the image on the Light Screen changed once again.

The fleeting figures of the past Fire God came to an abrupt halt.

The entire screen returned to darkness.

A new line of text slowly emerged, carrying a sense of power akin to the dawn breaking.

[Until, a thousand years later.]

Everyone's heart skipped a beat!

A thousand years later?

Is a turning point coming?

[The strongest Fire God in Natasha's history, Marvica, is born.]

The moment the words fell!

Boom--!!!

An unprecedented and extremely violent flame suddenly erupted from the screen!

It was no longer the grand and radiant golden light of the previous Guardian Fire.

Instead, it was a crimson red... imbued with endless fighting spirit and an aura of destruction!

A crimson red that seemed poised to burn the entire world to ashes!

In the scene, a figure slowly coalesces amidst endless crimson flames.

The face is not visible.

All that can be seen is a powerful female silhouette enveloped in flames.

She stood there quietly, yet seemed to be the center of the entire universe.

That domineering, wild, and seemingly Binding will almost seep through the screen and be imprinted deep into everyone's soul!

"This is..."

Huo Yuhao felt a stinging pain in his Divine Power, caused by the excessively high energy intensity.

"Such a powerful aura!"

Even Tang San, who was at the God King level, couldn't help but sit up straight.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone who held their breath...

The figure within the flames seemed to sense something.

A pair of eyes, burning with fierce flames, suddenly opened!

Those eyes held no trace of the sorrow or sense of destiny of the Fire God of past generations.

Yes, it exists, but it is pure to the extreme, as if it wants to Burning Everything injustice and Binding...

Fighting spirit!

She was gazing at the crowd outside the screen!

The Light Screen lit up again.

A line of gilded characters appeared.

Temple, all was silent. All eyes were fixed on the incredible screen, awaiting a new revelation.

The scene shifts, revealing a country engulfed in flames.

Lava flows into rivers, and the sky is permeated with Eternity crimson glow.

A figure stood alone atop the Temple, his red hair like fire, yet his eyes were more serene than the deepest dormant volcano.

That's Marvica.

Natasha's Fire God.

But deep within her heart surged a cold skepticism that was the complete opposite of what she felt for this land.

[Marvica questions the destiny of the Fire God's sacrifice throughout history...]

The subtitles appeared silently, yet they exploded like a thunderclap in the God Heart.

"Destiny?"

In the God Realm Committee, Tang San's brows furrowed slightly. He was particularly sensitive to those two words. From mortal to Sea God, his entire life had been a struggle against so-called destiny, let alone a destiny that ended with sacrifice.

"Every generation of the Fire God must be sacrificed?" In Huo Yuhao's eyes, the Eye of Destiny seemed to be operating on its own, trying to glimpse the cause and effect behind the words. Tang Wutong beside him had a face full of incomprehension and sympathy.

Zi, nestled in Ye Yinzhu, stirred slightly. As a divine dragon, he could feel the heavy Shackles of bloodline and inheritance, so similar to the responsibilities borne by the Dragon Clan.

In the scene, Marvica's monologue begins, cold and resolute.

Why must the end of a flame be extinguishing?

Is the meaning of burning simply to turn into ashes?

This question caused Lie Yan's expression to freeze.

She instinctively grasped Ji Dong's hand. She herself had been a flame sacrificed for a catastrophe. If it weren't for Ji Dong's efforts, she would have long since become a true ember.

Ji Dong gripped her hand even tighter, his gaze fixed intently on the screen. He could understand that resentment, that anger at a predetermined fate.

The scene abruptly shifts, and time jumps back to before the Cataclysm of Kandria.