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"Everything in the world has a truth. The power of the truth is above everything and determines everything.”
"In the face of the truth, everything you have learned is false.”
On the high platform, the moment the competition began.
Beirut leaped into the air and chanted loudly to all the living beings participating in the Ruler's Ceremony.
As Beirut finished speaking, his eyes shone with golden light.
As the golden light emerged, laws weaved in the air.
The moment after the weaving of the laws ended.
A strange scene appeared.
All of the living beings participating in the Hegemon Ceremony on the platform suddenly had no aura left on them, and they looked just like ordinary people.
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"How could that be? Where is my power?"
"Beirut, what did you do?"
The creature on the high platform roared at Beirut in fear.
"Isn't it obvious enough?"
"I'm just turning you into ordinary people.”
"I'm sorry, everyone. Our human race has won this battle.”
Beirut said calmly as he looked at the creatures on the platform.
After saying that, Beirut waved his hand, and a force appeared in his palm.
"Quickly scatter."
"We're on the same level as him, but he's able to turn us into ordinary people. This kind of power can't last long, and it will definitely cost a huge price.”
"As long as he can hold on until the effect ends, I'm afraid that he will die from the backlash of this power even before we do anything.”
As Beirut was gathering his strength, a top-tier race on the high platform shouted.
"Everyone, there's no need to waste time."
"Do you think that you, who are now ordinary people, can escape from the hands of a high-level rank 8 Magus?”
In the air, Beirut looked at the fleeing creatures on the high platform and shook his head with a smile.
Beirut waved his hand casually.
A wave of power poured onto the high platform.
Bang bang bang.
The creatures on the platform, who had lost all their strength, were instantly killed by Beirut's power.
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On the huge chair, Han Mu was surprised to see Beirut killing the rank 8 Magus of the Myriad Races.
The battle between the Radiant Sun Magi of the seventh rank lasted for three days.
Rank 8 Magi of laws were almost at the top of the world. Han Mu had thought that it might take five days, ten days, or even a month.
But now, it was over in less than ten seconds.
"The Rules of Truth, the original rules of the Transcendent Minion Sorcerers World. This world is a world created by the truth.”
" Those who possess the Rules of Truth can use the past, present, future, and the power of all their traces to deny everything.”
After expending a strand of Creation Divine Power, Han Mu finally understood why Beirut could kill a rank 8 law sorcerer in seconds.
"The winner of this round is the human race."
"After thirty breaths, the last round of the Level 9 Mythical Wizard competition will begin.”
After understanding the reason behind Beirut's instant kill, Han Mu immediately sat down on a huge chair and announced calmly.
The moment Han Mu announced the end of the match.
Beirut flew down from the high platform.
"Weller greets the Alliance Master. Alliance Master, as long as I have the ability in the future, I will definitely publicize everything you have done for the human race. I won't let your achievements be buried.”
Seeing Beirut return to the human territory, Weller immediately walked up and greeted him respectfully.
"Weller, what do you mean? What do you mean by you have the ability to make everything about the Alliance Master public in the future?”
"Do you still need to make this public? We, and even the entire human race, have witnessed the achievements of the alliance leader.”
A rank 7 Magus heard Weller's words and asked doubtfully.
"The entire human race is witnessing this now, but soon, everyone will forget about the alliance leader.”
"Do you really think that there's no price to pay for the Alliance Leader's divine might just now?”
"His Excellency the Alliance Leader's power just now was powerful, but the price was also huge.”
"Your Excellency, he used the traces of the past, present, and future to use that power.”
"It won't be long before the Alliance Master disappears before our eyes. Then, our memories of the Alliance Master will also disappear. At that time, other than the great Creation God, no one in the human race or even the entire world will remember the Alliance Master.”
Weller explained with a heavy expression.
"What?"
Hearing Weller's explanation, many powerful Magi in the human region looked at Beirut in shock.
"Alright, there's no need to be sad."
"If I can win a sentence for the human race, what's the harm in dying?”
"Great Wizard Merlot, I estimate that it will dissipate in less than 500 breaths. I wonder if you can let me see the scene of the human race's victory?”
"If I can see the Human Race emerge victorious and become the ruling race, I will die without regrets.”
Beirut consoled the human Magi, then looked at Weller and said solemnly.
" The human race wins and rules over the other races?"
"Kid Beirut, you might have a chance to survive.”
"After humans become the ruling race, they can obtain the good fortune bestowed by the great creator god.”
"The price you have to pay for using the Rules of Truth is to give up everything as a human.”
"However, if the human race becomes a creation race, the disadvantages of using the Rules of Truth might be weakened.”
Just as the human wizards were curious about how Beirut addressed Weller as the Great Wizard Merlot, an old man's voice suddenly sounded in Weller's body.
As the old man's voice fell.
A beam of light appeared on the ring on Weller's finger.
After the light beam ended, a palm-sized black tower appeared in the void.
"This is the Tower of Eternity?"
The human Magi saw the black tower and exclaimed.
After the Black Tower appeared, an old man's shadow appeared from the ring in Weller's hand.
The old man's phantom instantly entered the Black Tower.
"Buzz."
A black light flashed.
The old man's shadow turned corporeal.
"Kid Beirut, I'll try my best to end this as soon as possible so that the human race can become the dominant race. I hope you can hold on.”
The old man smiled and said to Beirut. In an instant, he flew onto the platform.
"Your Excellency, Weller, what's going on?”
The Magi in the human region looked at the old man flying up the platform and looked at Beirut and Weller in confusion.
"He's the Great Wizard Merlot, a Mythical Wizard from thousands of years ago. Due to a coincidence, his soul was preserved, and he took Weller as his disciple.”
"Great Wizard Melo, using the Tower of Eternity, can temporarily restore your body and have the power of your peak.”
"In the current situation where there are no Mythical Wizards in the various races, the Great Wizard Merlot in his heyday can give our human race a 100% chance of victory.”
Beirut looked at the curious gazes around him and explained.
Beirut then looked up at the stage with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
It was true that he was willing to give up everything for the prosperity of the human race, even his own life and all traces of his existence.
But if there was a chance to live, who would be willing to die?
As long as the human race became the dominant race and obtained the blessing of the great creator god, Beirut felt that he really had a chance to survive.
The backlash of the Rules of Truth could not be resisted.
For the great creation gods, it would definitely be easy to resist.
After all, the world was created by the great god of creation, and the rules of truth were the power that depended on the world. The world was under the great god of creation, let alone the rules of truth.
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