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  Chapter 711 End (I)

  The illusory and abstract star world was suddenly covered with a thick curtain of shadows, reflecting a dark, sticky, and corrupted "ocean".

  The arrival of the "True Creator" relieved Roselle's pressure. He uttered a chuckle and said arrogantly:

  "It's finally my turn."

  He, who had transformed into the shadow of order, distorted the real vision of the "Eternal Blazing Sun" and the "Lord of the Storm", causing the images they saw to be delayed and become the state of the last second or even the last two seconds.

  Almost at the same time, a huge black hand like a mountain peak stretched out from the corrupted "ocean" and grabbed the silver-white lightning that was constantly jumping. The

  silver-white lightning kept jumping, carrying the breath of fury and destruction, constantly accumulating strength, waiting for the right time, as if it had not seen the hand grabbing it at all, and had no premonition of any danger.

  When it came into view after a one-second delay in vision, it had been grasped in the palm of the black hand and could not escape.

  On the other side, the nearly real "sun" burst out with blazing sunlight, but was strangely confined to a very small area, as if isolated from the world.

  Where the projection of the "wilderness of knowledge" dissipated, Renekton fixed his eyes on the front, and an illusory book emerged, flipping spontaneously, revealing one picture after another, text and information depicted on it.

  The book depicts and records the process of human beings from the era of eating raw meat and drinking blood to slash-and-burn farming, and then to the manufacture of various tools and machinery, the invention of steam engines, and the entry into the steam age.

  It is like carrying the enlightenment and development of civilization and human society at different levels, giving people an extremely heavy feeling.

  One after another, the glory of civilization was reflected with the book, and combined with the floating information around, it turned into one after another, transparent and illusory figures.

  They all belong to the "God of Steam and Machinery", belonging to different aspects, different knowledge, different authority and information.

  The knowledge and information that constitute these figures came alive, giving each figure its own consciousness, which was difficult to integrate and resisted returning to the body.

  This is the pollution of the "wilderness of knowledge". After Renekton contained the information belonging to the "God of Steam and Machinery", he tried to pollute Him through the interaction of information.

  With the return of the part of information polluted by Renekton, this pollution spread uncontrollably to the body of the "God of Steam and Machinery".

  Renekton stretched out his dark and skinny right hand like a mummy, and the eyes on it blinked, focusing all his attention on the illusory book that carried civilization, recorded history and knowledge.

  With a rustling sound, the pages of the illusory book flipped uncontrollably and were torn off by an invisible force, flying into Renekton's hands one by one.

  These pages fell into Renekton's palm and quickly decomposed into a series of dim, unclear, and colorless glimmers that seemed to be composed of a large number of illusory things, floating slowly and flowing.

  As the pages on the illusory book were stripped away, the breath of the "God of Steam and Machinery" could no longer be restrained. Even the position of Sequence 0 was difficult to maintain and was about to collapse.

  "Alas!" The figure of the "God of Steam and Machinery" who still maintained himself sighed deeply.

  His eyes looked around, paused for a moment on Roselle who was in a stalemate with the "Eternal Blazing Sun", and then looked at the illusory book that Renekton had peeled off half of the pages, and smiled bitterly:

  "I lost."

  The next second, his somewhat illusory figure collapsed from the inside out, disintegrating into streams of brass, light blue, and bronze, flying in all directions.

  As if affected by him, the other transparent figures who were still resisting each other and trying to be independent also broke into streams of light and quickly disappeared into the star realm.

  One after another, rays of light streaked across the sky, turning into a gorgeous meteor shower, falling everywhere in reality.

  Without the resistance of the "God of Steam and Machinery", the illusory book flew directly into Renekton's hands, disintegrating into a hazy glimmer composed of a large number of illusory things.

  These slowly flowing lights regrouped under Renekton's will, and eventually formed a sophisticated and gorgeous mechanical glove, which he wore on his right hand. After

  recovering the uniqueness, Renekton turned his head to look at a place not far away that was surrounded by several eyes.

  Under his thoughts, those eyes spontaneously dispersed, revealing the faint light trapped in the center. It was only the size of a fist, without color, and seemed to be composed of countless tiny things, flowing slowly like a ball of liquid.

  "In order to prevent my pursuit, you left a part of the characteristics of the 'Enlightener'?"

  Renekton whispered to himself, and raised his hand slightly, and the faint light automatically floated to his hand.

  After doing all this, he came directly to Roselle's side, who was still in a stalemate with the "Eternal Sun".     The condensed black mist surged in strands, and eyes of varying sizes grew out of it.

  Under the gaze of these eyes, the light and heat emitted by the "sun" in the middle were transformed into pure knowledge, turning into black mist, from which more eyes grew.

  With the "magnification" support of the "Black Emperor", the light belonging to the "sun" almost dissipated, and the surroundings suddenly became dark.

  Pure and clear light flowed from the eyes that opened around, and quickly condensed into complex and illusory symbols one after another, as if projecting all the information in the world, setting off a terrifying information storm.

  In the center of the information storm, the light and fire surrounding the "sun" became solidified and dim, as if they would go out at any time.

  The sound of electric current suddenly exploded, and a ball of silver-white electric light broke through the shackles of the shadow full of depravity, escaped from this side, and hurriedly returned to the abyss of the storm.

  The hand that stretched out from the dark and corrupt "ocean" did not pursue. In that hand, there was a ball of constantly jumping silver-white electric light, which seemed to be a part forcibly torn off from the "Storm Lord".

  The scarlet light bloomed in the dark "ocean", forming an eye full of filth and corruption, and cast its gaze on the "sun" surrounded by Renekton and Roselle.

  The "sun" that was watched by eyes seemed to feel the crisis, and continued to sway energy, release light, and create super-high temperature flames.

  In an instant, the entire star world, even the reality, the spirit world, and the starry sky were illuminated. The blazing golden sunlight made it impossible for others to open their eyes and it was difficult to think about anything else.

  When the light disappeared, the "sun" that was close to reality had disappeared.

  The eyes that grew out of the wisps of black fog began to shrink, and the shadow covering the star world quickly faded.

  Renekton threw the faint light in his hand to Roselle and said,

  "You can directly ask for the provinces bordering Segar, Lenburg and the central plateau, as well as the Oradek Islands in the Misty Sea to secede from Intis, establish an independent kingdom, and become the emperor in reality."

  "This characteristic of the 'Enlightener' is my advance payment. Let Bonova take over as Pope, stabilize the Steam Church, shift the focus, and guide them to merge with the Knowledge Church."

  "Okay." Roselle took the slowly flowing faint light and nodded slightly.

  After getting Roselle's answer, Renekton's figure instantly became ethereal, turning into a torrent of information that was as complex and terrifying as a torrent, and disappeared into the astral world.

  He needed to make up for his unfinished godhood ceremony as soon as possible to stabilize and strengthen his self-awareness.

  The "Hidden Sage" is not the same as him. As the uniqueness of activation, His crazy self is extreme and strong, and it affects Renekton all the time.

  The humanity of Renekton, the divinity of the "Wild of Knowledge", the crazy self and spirit of the "Hidden Sage", the primitive instinctive madness accumulated in the extraordinary characteristics, the spiritual pollution caused by the previous information exchange with the "God of Steam and Machinery", and the spiritual

  suture from the faith of believers made Renekton always have a tendency to split. The special nature of information creatures made this situation more serious. Either self-split and become out-of-control monsters, or merge all spirits and become a brand new collection.

  In the God-forsaken Land, the Giant King's Court, in the palace where the shadows gradually disintegrated.

  A little bit of brass light emerged out of thin air, wandering quickly, outlining a pair of illusory eyes, quickly looking at everything in the palace, as if looking for an effective way to open the palace from the outside.

  Before Klein could react, a familiar figure appeared in the palace.

  It was the "Angel of Time" and "God of Mischief" Amon wearing a monocle and a pointed soft hat!

  Amon smiled at Klein, and then looked at the eyes outlined by the bronze light with a slightly serious expression.

  The next second, Amon's figure was outlined in front of the eyes, as if to reveal all the secrets belonging to Him.

  Amon looked at the outlined figure that was exactly the same as his own, curled his lips and said:

  "Herabergen, it's 1351 now, why are your methods still the same, without any progress, do you still have the nerve to call yourself knowledge and wisdom?"

  While speaking, Amon raised his hand and pressed the monocle at the position of his right eye, and the outlined figure twisted and turned into Klein's appearance, not German Sparrow, but Klein Moretti.

  "This!" Klein widened his eyes and looked at the scene in astonishment.

  The moment his figure appeared, his spirit directly screamed out of control, as if he had encountered something extremely terrible, as if all his secrets and all his information were revealed to others, and he couldn't help but feel palpitations.  End of Chapter 712 (Part 2)

  Whether it was Amon who suddenly appeared or the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" who projected some of his power, Klein felt a headache and subconsciously wanted to escape from reality and return to Sefirah Castle.

  Anyway, there is still one last chance to revive, and I can exert my greatest strength in Sefirah Castle, although this is a bit unfair to Little Sun.

  While his thoughts were floating, he saw Amon suddenly adjust the monocle on his right eye.

  The monocle made of crystal suddenly became dim, as if countless colors were mixed in it, and it was difficult to describe it specifically.

  In front of Amon, an illusory, terrifying, and slightly rippling deep "ocean" emerged.

  The familiar breath reminded Klein of the terrifying pollution he encountered when he opened the Giant King's Court.

  Is this the breath or pollution from the "Chaos Sea"? Amon wanted the first blasphemous slate, so the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" also came for this?

  What about the "Eternal Sun" and the "Lord of the Storm"? Being restrained by the "True Creator", only the most intelligent one escaped in advance and rushed over?

  "Your idea is really interesting, but there may no longer be "sun" and "storm" in the outside world. The battles that broke out in the astral world are much more intense than the small fights here."

  Amon's voice sounded at the right time. He looked at Klein with a playful look, as if wondering why this timid "fortune teller" did not flee as soon as he saw him.

  Klein's expression froze on his face again, and he didn't know what kind of expression he should make to face the information thrown by Amon.

  No, He might also be deceiving me. The "God of Mischief" can do anything, even himself.

  As soon as the thought flashed through his mind, he saw the blasphemous stone tablet break through the blockade of the brass glimmer and fall in front of Amon.

  Amon immediately reached out and grabbed the blasphemous stone tablet, then looked at Klein.

  Sensing Amon's gaze, Klein's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, and the thoughts in his mind kept disappearing. He could only stand there blankly, not knowing what to do.

  Before Amon could make his next move, more and more brass-colored glimmers poured into the palace, forming a complex and gorgeous illusory door that overlapped with the palace door.

  With a creaking sound, an old man wearing a hood, revealing his mouth, wrinkles, and white beard, walked out from the other side of the door.

  He held an open book in his hand, with a floating all-seeing eye above it.

  Amon chuckled, and his figure in a classical black robe immediately became illusory, and he walked directly out of the door and disappeared.

  Klein looked at Amon who ran away decisively, and a sense of unreality flashed through his heart. It was really a matter of time, and Amon was also chased by someone.

  Concentrating his thoughts, Klein found that the old man who walked out of the door did not chase Amon, but stayed where he was and looked at him quietly.

  As if seeing Klein's doubts, He spoke gently:

  "This is just a projection, and it doesn't have much power. It's just used to deceive Amon, so that He can bypass you and leave here directly."

  "Qike and Fabuti are still blocking me in the sea of ​​ruins outside. Although they can't affect me, I can't break through their blockade and send down too much power."

  Klein paused and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Deceiving Amon is worthy of being a god for knowledge and wisdom. What he does is different.

  Klein opened his mouth and was about to ask something, but he saw the figure of the old man in front of him fading and disappearing quickly.

  "It's safe here for the time being. Before it's certain whether I will come in person, Amon will not come back. He is keen on adventure, but he is also cautious."

  As the words fell, the figure of the old man in front of him and the double door behind him disappeared completely.

  The next second, all the shadows disappeared, and the orange-red light illuminated the palace where the giant king once lived.

  In front of the iron-black throne, Colin Iliad and Derrick, bathed in the light of dusk, stood up from the ground at the same time, looking at the door that was opened by the projection of the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" in a daze, looking at the orange-red light that came in, a light that Silver City had never had before.

  "This is what generations of people in Silver City pursue. It is no longer an illusory story, but our salvation."

  Colin Iliad sighed, looking sideways at a pool of black liquid with only a little broken leather armor left. That was the legacy of Lovia. When facing the "Dark Angel" evil spirit of the same path, the suppression of her status caused her to collapse and die in an instant, leaving only her spirit.

  In the process of helping Klein, Derrick and others to deal with the Dark Angel evil spirit, she exhausted her remaining spirit and completely disappeared from this world.

  Colin Iliad lowered his eyes, and his tone unconsciously became much lower:

  "Compared to the elders in the past, it is also a kind of luck for Lovia to die here."     "After you go back this time, you will take her place and become a member of the new six-member council, responsible for exploring the route to the outside world."

  "Yes, Your Excellency!" Derrick nodded vigorously in response.

  The news of becoming an elder of the six-member council did not make him happy. He just felt that his shoulders were heavier and he had more responsibilities, but this was also what he had always wanted to do and had been doing.

  After finishing the conversation with Derrick, Colin Iliad looked at Klein and nodded slightly, saying,

  "From today on, everyone in Silver City can freely convert to Mr. 'The Fool'."

  After a pause, he continued,

  "In return for your help in exploring the Giant King's Court, I will tell you a secret involving the secrets of your gods in the outside world."

  "We in Silver City possess two god-level sealed objects, one of which is called 'The Gift of the Earth.'"

  "It is because of its existence that black-faced grass can grow around Silver City, allowing us to survive in the darkness. One of its negative effects, as you may have guessed, is the curse of parricide."

  Derrick's pupils dilated slightly, and he was a little unbelievable. He once again recalled the parents he had killed with his own hands, and complex emotions surged in his heart.

  "Perhaps this is the price of 'abundance'."

  "This seal comes from the former giant queen Omibella, and it evolved from her corpse."

  In the sea of ​​ruins outside the God-Forsaken Land, the illusory tower made of books suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

  On the dark and deep sea surface like a mirror, tentacles with eyes on top paused for a moment, then retracted into the mirror world, and the dark sea water quickly returned to normal. The

  black mist surging in the sky, as if condensed from various extreme emotions and desires, also quickly surged and disappeared.

  On the calm sea surface, there were many islands made of gray and white boulders. They were chaotically distributed on the sea surface. Some grew eyes and human female limbs, and some continuously flowed out dark and sticky evil liquids.

  In the sky, the balance between night and day was broken, turning into a black and white chessboard with half dark and half blazing white.

  In the illusory world constructed by countless information, Renekton appeared silently and integrated himself into it.

  He became a ball of abstract "light" that kept flowing, flashing with countless recognizable and unrecognizable brilliant colors, as if in a state between liquid and gas, constantly overflowing and flowing.

  It was like a collection of some abstract concepts and knowledge!

  Countless complex pure knowledge was separated from it and integrated into the information world he built.

  In a dimension that is difficult to observe with the naked eye, countless pieces of information intertwined with each other, forming an indescribable storm, like a wildly growing jungle, constantly spreading and expanding. Renekton, who

  had been completely immersed in the world of information, and whose spirit was integrated into reality and the entire world with the interaction of information, gradually felt a little bit of disharmony, unnaturalness and abnormality.

  This came from a world built purely of information!

  This should not exist, but with the increase in the number of people using the World Tree, and with the interaction between people and the world, this information world has left a deep enough imprint and become a part of the world.

  Feeling the incomprehensible contradiction, Renekton's spirit that was integrated into the information and the rules popped up a little, gradually regaining a little self-awareness and no longer losing himself.

  In the process of spirit merging into the world, the divinity of the "wilderness of knowledge", the crazy self and spirit of the "hidden sage", and the spiritual pollution caused by the information exchange with the "god of steam and machinery" have all been eliminated.

  These wills that belong to part of Renekton's spirit were lost in the process of becoming all things, and returned to the world and all things, which allowed Renekton's self to occupy the high ground again.

  After consolidating his own state, Renekton turned his attention to the information world that has become part of the real world.

  "Since it is called the world tree, it should look a bit."

  He whispered, and under the influence of his will, the information that continued to interact and grow wildly began to accumulate, and the abstract information became a colorful and substantial "light", and continued to grow slightly blurred "tentacles".

  Part of the "tentacles" penetrated into the spirit world and became part of the many strange phenomena in the spirit world, interacting with the spirit world all the time.

  Another part of the "tentacles" continued to extend upwards, touching the illusory and abstract astral world, and reaching into the "perfect place" that had lost its owner.

  It is like a huge tree rooted in the spirit world, with branches and leaves spreading to the astral world.

  Through the canopy of the World Tree, Renekton directly entered the "Pure Land".

  Unlike the kingdom of the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom", this is a kingdom built by countless mechanical creations. Steam is rising everywhere, and the sounds of gears and clockworks are filled in the ears, as if with some strange melody, converging into a magnificent poem. Chapter 713 I'm Back

  Renekton extended his right hand wearing the mechanical glove, grasped the air and pulled it.

  Every part and every wisp of steam that made up this kingdom of God tumbled, changing color and shape rapidly.

  The rising steam quickly sank and lost its color, and the various mechanical parts became even smaller, shrinking to the point where they were difficult to see with the naked eye.

  Then neon-like colors began to appear, and the illusory kingdom turned into a colorful city phantom, as if it had suddenly entered the electrical age from the steam age.

  As the illusory kingdom of God stabilized, Renekton's body became virtual, decomposing into a torrent of information, merging into this kingdom of God, intending to clear all the marks belonging to the "God of Steam and Machinery".

  With the help of the kingdom of "steam" and the uniqueness of "perfect", Renekton has basically mastered this path, and can rely on the aggregation effect between extraordinary characteristics to see one illusory star after another scattered around the world.

  They were large, small, bright, or dim. Each one represented an extraordinary person on the path of the "Perfect One", or a magical item or extraordinary creature.

  As Renekton cast his gaze, these illusory stars began to flicker. Some disappeared directly, some became brighter, and echoed noisy and overlapping sounds, like praying, but it was difficult to hear clearly. Some remained unchanged, like dead objects.

  Among all the illusory stars, there were two with the strongest sense of aggregation. They seemed to have characteristics that had not yet been accommodated by anyone. They did not react when they noticed Renekton's gaze.

  "This is the 'Enlightener', excluding the one that was swept away by the 'Steam'. These two stars represent Bonova and the lost characteristic respectively?"

  Renekton tried to establish a connection with this characteristic while mumbling to himself, grasping its location for subsequent recovery.

  Before he could establish the connection, the illusory star suddenly disappeared from his sight, as if someone was erasing it bit by bit with an eraser.

  "Hidden by someone?" After whispering, Renekton no longer paid attention to the matter.

  As the only apex of this existing path, he didn't even need to do anything. Under the guidance of fate, the last characteristic would spontaneously appear around him in a coincidental and accidental way. He just needed to seize the opportunity at the critical moment.

  Converging his thoughts, Renekton focused on the faith of the "God of Steam and Machinery". With the uniqueness and the kingdom of God in hand, he easily intercepted the prayers directed to the "God of Steam and Machinery" and responded on His behalf.

  The large amount of prayers accumulated during this period all poured into Renekton's mind, causing the torrent of information flowing quietly in the kingdom of God to ripple layer after layer, flashing chaotic starlight, like a starry night sky:

  "Great God of Steam"

  "You are the embodiment of essence, you are the guardian of craftsmen, you are the brilliance of technology"

  "Merciful Lord, my husband, children, and my relatives have all died in the war, what should I do? I can't find the meaning of living?"

  "Great God of Steam, please let me see Lava again, even in a dream, I really miss him."

  "Great God of Steam, recently some people in the church have begun to believe in the former 'God of Craftsmen' again. I secretly inquired about some news and found that the source came from some bishops and deacons. Please tell me, should I continue to investigate."

  "Great God of Steam, the parliament agreed to the unequal agreement proposed by the new regime of the southern continent. It intends to divide the provinces of Reston, Orle, Suchit, Lim, Pas, and Islands as a bargaining chip for a ceasefire."

  "Great God of Steam, His Holiness the Pope has not appeared since the end of the war, and now a month has passed. What should we do?"

  Calming down and listening carefully to the prayers that have accumulated during this period of time, Renekton found that there were fewer prayers from the middle and high-level leaders of the Steam Church. They seemed to be praying in panic at the beginning, but then gave up for some reason.

  In the state of information flood, he relied on a large amount of information to calculate all possibilities:

  "Although he is not a god who is good at divination and prophecy, he is already Sequence 0. 'Steam' must have some premonitions and make some arrangements in advance."

  "Once he fails in the competition with me, he will give up his current identity and return to his former 'God of Craftsmen'."

  "This should be one of the preparations. He still has a characteristic of 'Enlightener', and I need to stabilize my own state and wait for the opening of the Western Continent. I will not deliberately recycle the characteristics and suppress him, at least not for now. This is the time for him to recover and develop."

  "After the God War, some senior members of the Steam Church disappeared, and many sealed objects and a large amount of archival materials were taken away. Do you plan to restart the 'Steam' Church as a secret organization?"

  Retracting his thoughts, Renekton put his attention back on those prayer points.

  Ignoring the meaningless and unnecessary parts, Renekton made appropriate responses to the rest with the uniqueness in his hand, allowing the miracles belonging to the "God of Steam and Machinery" to reappear among the believers.     Then, relying on the connection established between these prayer points and the believers of the "God of Steam and Machinery", he connected their consciousness to the World Tree, allowing them to see a corner of the perfect land and hear their own voices.

  At this moment, whether it was the believers who were praying, the priests and bishops who were doing mass, or the members of the Mechanical Heart who were carrying out their tasks, all stopped what they were doing, looking around with vigilance or dullness.

  The layers of bright colors twisted into lines that continued to extend upwards. Their spirits were like being trapped in a mighty river, floating uncontrollably with the water flow, rising continuously, as if to touch the illusory starry sky above their heads and the rising steam.

  After a short process, a magnificent country with all kinds of neon colors floating appeared in front of them.

  This is a country built by densely packed mechanical creations. Every place and every corner here is full of the beauty of lines and machinery, as if it has surpassed the current era, making people sink and yearn for it.

  For ordinary believers, this was just a dazzling illusion, but for the clergy of the Steam Church and the members of the Mechanical Heart, they saw and heard more.

  Renekton's eyes swept over each of them, whether they had secretly left the church, or had shaken their faith, or still adhered to their faith.

  He looked at everyone equally, and then a vague figure emerged from the clear and heavy light of civilization, revealing the essence and breath of civilization and knowledge.

  As members of the church, these consciousnesses left behind by him all felt a familiar breath, belonging to the "God of Steam and Machinery", the breath of civilization and knowledge, which was more magnificent and more majestic than before.

  They trembled instantly, and their bodies and minds could hardly control themselves. They could only lower their heads and pray continuously to relieve the tension in their hearts.

  Maintaining this sense of oppression, Renekton's calm and unruffled voice echoed in the kingdom of God:

  "I have returned, bringing innovation and higher civilization."

  "I have learned everything. I am not only the guardian of craftsmen and the glory of technology, but also knowledge, civilization, mystery, and truth."

  "Those who believe in me should abide by my commandments: faith comes from the heart, knowledge is supreme, obey civilization, and obey reason."

  "From today on, your faith is free and comes from the heart, not binding your hands and feet. Faith is the path that everyone practices. There can be more than one path, it can overlap, it can be intertwined, as long as you do not deviate from the path of knowledge, I will always walk with you."

  "On the road of knowledge, I am at the starting point, in the process, and at the end. I walk with every seeker of knowledge. If you encounter confusion, I will become a beacon. If you encounter thorns, knowledge is a sharp blade. If you encounter ravines, civilization can build a bridge."

  "The road of knowledge leads to all things. When practicing it, remember: do not be arrogant, all things are equal."

  "From today, Bonova will become the new pope, and the center of the church will shift to the south of Intis. You can choose to stay or go forward."

  In the temporary central square of Leuser, the capital of the province of Perth, which is located on the coast of the Misty Sea in Intis, a dense crowd surrounded the place.

  Many of them are young people with vigor and vitality. They come from various provinces of Intis, from nearby Lenburg, Segar and other places.

  Today is the first day that Intis has completed the split, and it is also the first day that the South Intis regime is established and Roselle is re-proclaimed emperor!

  As a household legend in Intis, whether out of curiosity or idol worship, many young people with relatively good family conditions have taken steam trains to come to Leuser in person to participate in the establishment of the South Intis regime and Roselle's coronation ceremony.

  On the sea not far from the port, huge ships came across the Misty Sea. They were neatly arranged and steadily anchored around, strangely unaffected by the wind and waves on the sea.

  Leading the way was a huge five-masted sailing ship, Bernadette's "Dawn", and next to it was Cattleya's "Future".

  On the deck of the "Future", the black cat Paz looked at a small dried fish growing out of a mushroom in front of him with a look of despair on his face. He stretched out his tongue and tried to lick it several times, but still couldn't get it into his mouth.

  After trying for a long time, he waved his claws and slapped the dried fish in front of him into the sea, then ran to Cattleya and asked:

  "Captain, why do we still have to eat Frank's mushrooms when the war is over?"

  Cattleya did not answer Paz's question, her eyes stayed on the "Dawn" next to her, looking at the tall figure on the deck.  Chapter 714 South Intis

  On the "Dawn", Bernadette was dressed quite formally, wearing a gorgeous and complicated lavender court dress. At this moment, she was no longer a pirate queen or the leader of a secret organization, but a noble princess.

  She calmly stared at the sea in front of her, with a deep lavender flashing in her eyes.

  Beside her, streams of information emerged out of thin air, quickly converging and reorganizing, outlining the figures of Glenn, who was wearing a black classical wizard robe, with brown hair and brown eyes, as well as Bugs Bunny and two craftsman cats following her. Glan

  looked sideways at Bernadette, who had no expression and did not turn back, and asked curiously:

  "What were you predicting just now? Will someone disrupt the next coronation ceremony?"

  Bernadette shook her head and said calmly: "No one will disrupt it. I'm just a little curious about what the future will be like."

  While the two were talking, another figure was outlined on the deck.

  He has long chestnut hair, blue eyes, tall stature, handsome appearance, and his eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Bernadette.

  Bonois, the second son of Emperor Roselle and Bernadette's younger brother.

  Without waiting for Bernadette to ask, Bonova spoke directly:

  "I plan to move the headquarters of the Steam Church here. Will he agree?"

  Bernadette did not answer Bonova's question, but asked:

  "How many people in the Steam Church are willing to follow you? How to solve the problem of transferring the church's seals, information, personnel and property?"

  Bonova sighed, and said in a tired tone:

  "One third chose to stay, another third left the church, and the remaining third was willing to accept a new identity and follow me to the south to continue spreading the glory of the Lord."

  "All churches in North Intis will be retained, but they can only be ownerless churches, or converted into welfare homes."

  "Those who stay can freely convert to the 'Eternal Blazing Sun' or others, but they can no longer call themselves believers of my Lord, can no longer spread the gospel of steam, and must destroy all holy emblems." "

  In this matter, the old government and the 'Eternal Blazing Sun' Church will cooperate with us. The seals that have not been lost will be re-sealed and brought together."

  "All the clergy who stayed in Loen, Feysac, and Feynaport will be recalled, and then we will decide whether to send people to preach in the front again."

  Bernadette nodded slightly, and said calmly: "Just do it, he will agree."

  After a pause, she added: "You can ask him for help at any time when you encounter problems, or you can pray directly, and they will provide help."

  As soon as the voice fell, a melodious bell suddenly echoed from the sky. Whether on the sea or in the city, everyone subconsciously looked up.

  The clouds in the sky twisted into a huge vortex at some point, appearing dark and deep, as if connected to an unknown world.

  A huge shadow emerged from the vortex, getting bigger and clearer.

  Above the gray fog, relying on the prayer light of the "Hermit" Cattleya, Klein, who cast his eyes here, couldn't help but sigh:

  "The emperor actually moved the entire Ghost Empire here, it's really..."

  "They so casually display extraordinary power and show miracles in front of ordinary people. They have no intention of concealing the information and existence of the mysterious world. This violates the Seven Gods. Well, well, they and the Seven Gods do not belong to the alliance and do not need to abide by the covenant."

  "With the system of spiritual world sorcerers, extraordinary abilities can indeed be popularized to a certain extent. The upper limit and the difficulty for ordinary people to master mysterious knowledge prevent spiritual world sorcerers from being too strong and too dangerous, affecting social stability."

  "And the temptation of extraordinary abilities, how many ordinary people, especially young people, can resist? They can attract a large number of young people to South Intis in a short time and promote the development here."

  "The 'Hermit' path also has some authority over destiny, is good at prophecy, and can see the future. Is all this premeditated?"

  While thinking, Klein saw a deep red star light up in the boundless gray fog, and the ripples that spread out made the unfolding picture shake.

  "That knock on the door is so loud." He complained in a low voice, and then he spread his spirituality, touched the crimson star, and cast his eyes along the connection.

  After seeing who it was, he sneered helplessly and pulled the other person to the space above the gray fog.

  The crimson light instantly rose in the palace hall, collapsed rapidly, and condensed into a figure that looked exactly like Renekton.

  Looking at Klein at the top, he chuckled and said, "You haven't taken the potion yet?"

  Klein nodded and said, "The sea of ​​ruins that evolved from the God War Ruins has undergone a mutation and has become difficult to pass. In addition, the City of Silver also needs to prepare. We will send an exploration team out to explore the situation outside."     After a pause, he added, "What are you doing now? Why is there not even an angel's aura?"

  Renekton laughed and said calmly,

  "This is the clone I formed by stripping off some of my information and will. The main body stayed in the astral realm to sort out information and accommodate the uniqueness of the 'Perfect One'. At the same time, it helped the Seven Gods, no, the Four Gods, to maintain the stability of the astral realm."

  "Two of the Seven Gods have fallen, and another has lost the position of Sequence 0. 'Night' is busy controlling the two uniquenesses. The remaining three seem a little overwhelmed. One of me, Russell, and the 'True Creator' must stay in the astral realm."

  "Why?" Klein asked curiously.

  "You will know when you become a 'Miracle Master.'"

  Renekton replied and stopped talking. He cast his eyes on the picture unfolding in front of the mottled long table.

  Klein also looked over. In the picture, the exaggerated floating island carrying a city landed smoothly on the coastline under the control of Russell, more than doubling the size of Russell.

  In the central square near the sea, everyone stared at this scene in amazement, forgetting to blink, afraid of missing any scene.

  They thought of all possible ways for Emperor Roselle to appear, but they had never thought of this, directly descending from the sky with a city!

  Roselle's figure, sitting upright on a dark high-back chair, was suddenly reflected in the sky, and his voice reached the ears of everyone in South Intis:

  "My dear people, cheer, congratulate, your emperor is back!"

  "I am the ruler of South Intis, the creator of rules, the shadow of order, the supreme emperor, Roselle Gustav!"

  "From today on, I will return as the Supreme Archon of South Intis and the Supreme Judge of the Arbitration Office."

  "Under my rule, South Intis will become a country of freedom, a country of art, a country of knowledge, a country of technology, and a country of the extraordinary and mysterious."

  "Every citizen of South Intis has the right to contact the mysterious world, the opportunity to become a being in a fairy tale, and the qualification to learn knowledge and understand the truth of this world!"

  With every word Roselle said, his aura was rising, and his connection with the land and the country under his feet was deepening.

  After finishing his declaration, Roselle began to emphasize the laws he had made.

  Every word he said was changing the rules here, integrating the laws he promulgated into the underlying rules of the world, making South Intis his territory and kingdom in both mysticism and reality.

  Unconsciously, all the people who witnessed this scene were attracted by him, shocked by the perfect laws, and could not help themselves physically and mentally, and could not wait to join.

  Towering stone pillars rose from the ground of the Ghost Empire, forming a circle and constructing a broad, magnificent and spectacular square.

  The color of these stone pillars was mainly dark, and the laws that Roselle had just promulgated were engraved on them with many different words and symbols. Just looking at them, people could feel an indescribable sense of heaviness, majesty and sacredness.

  Roselle's real figure appeared silently on the square. He glanced at his own projection that was still maintained in the sky, and said in a solemn and serious tone:

  "Knowledge is the ladder of progress and the key to promoting the development of civilization. As the people of South Intis, we should pursue knowledge, pursue truth, explore mysteries, and develop society."

  "As your emperor, the highest archon and judge of South Intis, I declare that the Church of Knowledge will become the mainstream church of South Intis, protected and supported by the state."

  "Of course, your beliefs are still free. You can continue to sigh at the preciousness of life, listen to the voice of the night, feel the knowledge and wisdom in books, and sing songs of the soul under the cross. But, as the people of South Intis, the heart of pursuing truth should not change."

  "People who are willing to embark on the road of pursuing knowledge and exploring mysteries, please recite with me:

  the essence of knowledge, the root of mystery, the glory of civilization, the persistence of truth. I will practice the path of knowledge, explore the truth and unknown mysteries of the universe, and I will walk with you."

  ".I will go with you."

  A series of voices echoed, rising and falling, as if reciting a magnificent poem together. Under the influence of the "Black Emperor", the voices drifted into the sky with the wind and spread into the starry sky.

  Silently, the sky became dark, and one after another, stars emerged, densely packed and dazzling.

  These stars scattered one after another clear and pure brilliance, converging into a magnificent light and shadow, as if carrying the weight of thousands and tens of thousands of years of civilization and history, falling on the ghost empire cast from the sky by Roselle.

  On the huge floating island, the ancient and mysterious city that originally existed was quickly disintegrated and reduced to the most basic particle structure. Chapter 715 God-given City

  In just one or two seconds, the floating island became bare.

  The clear starlight from the sky flowed quietly as if it had substance, outlining layer after layer of buildings, overlapping each other. The mere outline that was revealed was so shocking that it was hard to look away.

  Gradually, colors appeared on the outline of the city outlined by the clear starlight, as if it was composed of a large number of illusory things, wandering chaotically and combining with each other.

  In the perfect place of the star world, a golden Rubik's Cube engraved with many symbolic symbols and magic signs rotated spontaneously until the patterns on each side were complete.

  A burst of golden light was about to light up, but it was melted into nothingness.

  Strands of black mist condensed into substance emerged out of thin air, intertwined into a figure with eyes and a black cloak, and took the golden Rubik's Cube in his hand.

  As he moved, black mist continued to overflow from him and penetrated into the golden Rubik's Cube, casting a shadow on the surface of the golden Rubik's Cube.

  As the golden Rubik's Cube was sealed, the surroundings suddenly stepped from noon to dusk.

  "Almost done." Renekton muttered to himself and threw the golden Rubik's Cube out.

  After doing this, his figure quickly disintegrated and turned into pure black mist, merging with this kingdom of God again.

  The golden sunlight flashed in the starry world and directly sank into the ghost empire covered by starlight in reality, disappearing in the floating light of colors.

  As if some kind of catalyst was added, the light on the floating island quickly condensed and turned into a series of strangely shaped physical high-rise buildings connected to each other under complex spider-web-like roads, tens of meters or hundreds of meters high.

  In the center of these high-rise buildings, there is a tower with golden color as the main color and stars dotted.

  I don't know when the bright stars in the sky disappeared, and the not-so-bright sunlight fell on the earth again, shining on the tower hundreds of meters high, illuminating a burst of golden light, which spread to the ground along with the patterns engraved on the tower, extending to every corner of the city.

  In less than two seconds, this strange city standing on the floating island was lit up. The blue, white, red, and green lights seemed dim in the daytime sunlight, like stars decorating the city.

  In the astonished eyes of everyone, the city seemed to come alive, revealing a strange, gorgeous, and magnificent side.

  Its existence seemed to transcend time and the limits of people's imagination. It was not a creation of the current society or any era, but a kind of miracle.

  Roselle's figure was projected in the sky again. He opened his hands and looked down at everyone below. He said in a relaxed tone:

  "Welcome to the capital of South Intis, the city blessed by God, the place of the highest attainments of miracles and art, the gathering place of knowledge and civilization, Myris."

  "Any seeker of knowledge, every citizen of South Intis, and believer of knowledge and civilization are welcome here."

  "The next coronation ceremony and celebration will be held here. Everyone, Myris's ferry has stopped at the port. Please move. Next, you will witness the miracle of South Intis."

  As Roselle's voice fell, the crowd in the city below became restless and noisy. They kept whispering to each other, and from time to time they stepped on their feet to look around, urging the people in front to hurry up.

  On the other side of the sea, one star after another emerged out of thin air, densely packed, dazzling, and sprinkled with starlight.

  Under the operation of the "astrologers", the scattered starlight miraculously constructed a series of transparent and dazzling long bridges, connecting the city and the ship that descended from the sky.

  On the "Future" covered with a layer of starlight, Cattleya slightly turned her head and said to the crew behind her:

  "Let's go too."

  As the navigator, Ottolov subconsciously asked:

  "Everyone together? No need to leave someone to guard the ship?"

  Cattleya shook her head and said, "Not here."

  After that, her body flew directly to the long bridge with dazzling starlight under the support of the starlight, and walked forward.

  Behind her, Frank, Ottolov, Nina and others also jumped onto the long bridge condensed by starlight, followed the pace of their captain, and whispered to each other from time to time, guessing what the inside of the strange city ahead would look like.

  Above the gray fog, Klein and Renekton watched this scene together. After sighing, he looked at Renekton and asked,

  "Is this the ability of the 'Perfect One'? To create a city out of thin air?"

  "It's not really fabricated out of thin air." Renekton shook his head, and then explained, "The drawings and materials were prepared by Roselle and I before. I just skipped the construction process and completed it directly."

  "This is the future development direction of this world that I formulated. With the initial goal, the development of society and civilization will move in this direction under various direct or indirect influences."

  "Do you want to go down and take a look? How boring is it to watch the live broadcast alone?"     Aren't you a human? After complaining in his heart, Klein nodded expressionlessly.

  After the brief exchange, Klein relied on his own prayers and his own way to use the Box of the Old Days placed above the gray fog to transfer his real body directly to Leuser.

  The "God-given City" in front of him, Myris, was protected by divine power and rules. He could not transfer directly there, so he could only choose to settle in the nearby Leuser and take the shuttle bus with the people around him.

  In the God-forsaken Land, in the conference room on top of the round tower in the center of the City of Silver.

  Derrick participated in this meeting as the new elder of the six-member council, and personally described the detailed process of this exploration of the Giant King's Court, as well as the final result.

  Finally, he added: "According to Mr. Fool's hint, outside the gate of the Giant King's Court is the Sea of ​​Ruins. Through that dangerous sea, we will be able to enter the normal world outside."

  "However." At this point, Derrick suddenly paused, his tone lowered:

  "But now that Sea of ​​Ruins has undergone a great change, the rules that were originally summarized are no longer applicable. We need to explore it again, or find other ways to directly skip that area."

  Opposite Derrick, a bald man with a dark green symbol tattooed on his head, nearly two meters and five meters tall, nodded and asked:

  "Where is Gehrman Sparrow who helped you explore the Giant King's Court?"

  "He has left, with the help of Mr. Fool."

  After speaking, Derrick suddenly paused, and after realizing what Elder Waite wanted to ask, he shook his head and said:

  "Mr. Sparrow is Mr. Fool's follower, and we have too many people in Silver City."

  "I will try to seek help from others at the next gathering. Perhaps, some beings who have reached the level of angels will have a way."

  Colin Iliad raised his hand, interrupting the other elders' questions. He looked around and finally looked at Derrick and said,

  "After that, Elder Derrick will lead an exploration team to the Giant King's Court to find a way to pass through the Sea of ​​Ruins."

  "The rest of the elders will stay in Silver City in batches, go out to hunt monsters, and collect extraordinary characteristics and materials. This is the best bargaining chip we can take out for trading."

  With no one opposing Chief Colin Iliad's proposal, Derrick's first meeting of the six-member council ended. Until he

  walked out of the round tower and heard the guard's greeting, Derrick still felt a little unreal, and was somewhat uncomfortable with the changes brought about by the identity of an elder.

  "The God-given City" Myris, originally oppressed by the split of Intis, the return of Emperor Roselle, the changes in faith and the church, and the confusion about the future, gradually became attracted by this gorgeous city, forgetting their troubles and only being amazed.

  The people on the Future, who boarded the city from the other side, dispersed in twos and threes, curiously looking around, and occasionally reaching out to touch the surroundings, without the demeanor and awareness of Extraordinary People.

  An island from the Archipelago Province couldn't help but fantasize:

  "The Archipelago Province has also been divided into South Intis. When I make enough money, I may be able to live here in the future."

  The boatswain Nina looked around and retorted:

  "Only the most loyal believers will have the opportunity to come to this kind of place, unless every day is a celebration and festival like today, or you are willing to abandon your belief in storms and turn to the embrace of knowledge."

  While speaking, she turned her head to look at Cattleya beside her, seeking her opinion.

  The latter shook her head and said calmly:

  "Since the emperor said that any South Intis person can come here, it must be true. However, if there are too many people coming here, some screening mechanisms will inevitably be generated."

  "How to screen? Look at the piety of faith? Or the contribution to the country?" Nina asked.

  Cattleya shook her head gently and said, "Maybe it's all of them, or maybe it's the breadth of knowledge."

  Navigator Ottolov chuckled and said with some gloating:

  "Hey, it's true. This is a standard that most pirates can't reach. They may not even recognize all the words, but believers of 'knowledge' like us are exceptions."

  "I can already imagine my leisurely and wonderful old age."

  Frank, who was showing little interest, frowned and asked incomprehensibly:

  "Why do you want to live in this city? There is not even a plant here. There is steel, glass and cement everywhere. There is no breath of life at all. It is an extremely poor environment."

  Nina snorted and said with some dissatisfaction:

  "Frank, not everyone likes to live in the primitive jungle. It often means sleeping with mosquitoes."

  "The herbs that repel mosquitoes are simple." Flanders argued.

  "It's not a problem with the herbs, it's..."

  Nina's words suddenly got stuck. She saw a familiar and unfamiliar figure suddenly appear in front of her.

  Russell was wearing a dark red coat with gold embroidery, long curly chestnut hair, blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and two well-groomed mustaches.