Chapter 1 Forest Mist

A thin mist rose in the forest outside Twilight City.

The heavy mist was gently pushed by the wind, flowing like water, brushing against the somewhat withered branches and crowns of the trees. The shrubs and grass that should have been verdant in summer were now yellowing. Even with the fine water droplets clinging to them, their parched interiors remained unquenched.

Within the hazy mist, a carriage bearing the insignia of the Holy Church of Fire was faintly visible traveling through the forest, but the muffled sound of hooves could not be heard.

The tall, handsome Northwestern warhorse possessed strong and powerful limbs and pectoral muscles. It was once a type of magical beast, tamed by the People of Fire two hundred years ago. It had the strength to cross the entire Northwestern Hills in a single day and migrate to the central plains of the continent. It was a commonly used tool for communication and transportation by the Holy Church.

But now, several warhorses capable of traveling a thousand *li* a day were stepping on air with a bewildered look. They galloped valiantly in mid-air, ten centimeters above the ground, but did not pull the carriage behind them forward. On the contrary, the power of the carriage propelled them forward.

Inside the carriage, Su Zhou and Aimon sat on the seats, while the pirate Yalber squatted to the side, his tall body curled up in the corner, his eyes blank and dazed.

At this time, Aimon was reading the Creed, scrutinizing each doctrine and code, pondering when it was founded, and what the cultural background and needs of the Holy Church were at that time.

Su Zhou closed his eyes, seemingly resting.

But in reality, in addition to using his own power to propel the carriage, Su Zhou was using his soul to sense everything within a radius of dozens of *li*.

"The drought is a bit serious. Although there is mist, there is no rainfall. The condition of this forest is a bit strange."

The youth thought to himself, a hint of doubt arising in his mind: "This is the outskirts of Twilight City, still within the coastal tropical zone, how could it be lacking rain?"

"Could it be that the storm I shattered upon arrival was the only rainfall in recent times? That's too strange."

At this time, Su Zhou and his party were on the road from Twilight City to the Central Holy Church.

Although on the surface there were only two people and one prisoner in the carriage, in reality, including Sarah and Nidhogg, the Wild Boar and Deep Diver pirate crews, both people and ships, were taken into Su Zhou's personal space.

Su Zhou's personal space, while causing him to be bound by the karma of the reincarnation world, also inherited the power of the reincarnation world, which had already developed and officially entered a new era. The personal space had indeed developed greatly. Not to mention accommodating a hundred people, it was not impossible for them to live there permanently.

Su Zhou was very relieved about this, after all, with the Wisdom Tree and Extinction Blade taking care of things, he was not worried that the pirates would cause trouble for him.

Thinking like this, the youth was slightly distracted and took a look inside his personal space.

Inside the personal space, on the black earth elemental island in the center of the space.

"Ah, I understand!!!"

Under the cyan Wisdom Tree, the Wind Folk girl held a pair of huge gardening shears. She had an expression of sudden understanding, and then her aura quickly became detached and distant, as she walked towards a messy clump of shrubs.

In her hands, the light of cyan wind elements flickered, and an invisible blade condensed on the gardening shears. As Sarah's hands turned into afterimages, in just a few seconds, the clump of originally wildly growing shrubs transformed at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually turning into an extremely exquisite shark grass sculpture!

The green shark grass sculpture was lifelike, whether it was the sharp teeth or the strong and powerful muscle texture, it was so realistic. Sarah stood in front of the grass sculpture, proudly looking at it: "After all, I am a Bee Folk, I am best at these trees and flowers!"

"Good!"

The Wisdom Tree also agreed with delight: "Well done!"

"One, one more!"

"No problem, watch me!"

Soon, Sarah accepted the Wisdom Tree's call again—and this time, the Wind Folk girl's eyes flashed with the light of wisdom, and she strode towards a lush wilderness of weeds, a meter or two high, her whole body radiating visible wind elemental energy.

Soon, it could be seen that countless scraps of weeds soared into the sky, and a depression in the midst of the weeds, a trace similar to a crop circle, appeared on the earth.

As Sarah acted, it could be seen that this crop circle-like trace, if viewed from high in the sky, looked like a simplified miniature of the Wisdom Tree.

"Rustle!"

The branches swayed, this was the extremely happy sound of the Wisdom Tree: "Amazing! As expected of you!"

And from the weeds, Sarah's proud voice also echoed: "As expected of me!"

"They're having quite a bit of fun... oh well, they are about the same age after all, one is four years old, and the other is three years old. I'll leave them to it..."

Seeing this scene, Su Zhou's expression was a bit subtle. He didn't expect Sarah to be able to play together with the Wisdom Tree. Could it really be a matter of playmates of the same age? He hadn't considered this point, and it was indeed a dereliction of duty as an elder. But the Wisdom Tree wasn't the type to enjoy excitement either.

After thinking about it, Su Zhou could only categorize it as 'as expected, bees have a natural affinity bonus for plants, and Bee Folk are probably similar' a very forced deduction, and then turned his head to look at the other side.

It could be seen that on the other side of the island, under the supervision of a divine blade flying around wildly, a group of pirates were working diligently, either weeding, or setting fires, or planting, or digging, a scene of prosperity.

Roughly, it could be seen that these pirates were clearing the weeds on the entire island and cultivating the land on the island, planting some seeds that Su Zhou didn't know where they came from or what kind of plants they were—probably cultivated and selected by the Wisdom Tree itself?

In short, as a supervisor, Extinction Blade excitedly ran around, and whenever it encountered a pirate who wanted to slack off, it would fly directly over his head, and the scorching aura would come rolling in, instantly scaring him into working hard.

In addition, the cleared weeds were placed aside, and it also released firepower to burn them... Although they were said to be weeds, in reality, the spiritual energy of Su Zhou's personal space was so rich, and with the Wisdom Tree, this divine tree, residing there, even weeds contained a trace of pure wood-type spiritual power, and its grass ash was naturally the best fertilizer.

"Damn it... is this the feeling of being sentenced to death with a reprieve, and undergoing labor reform?"

Among the working pirates, a one-eyed pirate like an iron tower couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Nidhogg looked around at the scenery, and then continued to lower his head to work: "I might as well just get it over with—but I have to say, the feeling of this place is much better than the Wild Boar. The most wrong decision I ever made in my life was to go to sea as a pirate, instead of finding a deserted island to live a peaceful life..."

"Yeah, why did I become a pirate?!"

Only at this moment did Nidhogg shockingly realize that the reason he went to become a pirate was simply because in his mind, he equated 'going to sea' with 'being a pirate'... but in reality, that was not necessary at all!

Sarah, who was playing with the Wisdom Tree, the many working pirates, and Extinction Blade, who was enjoying the feeling of being a supervisor, were all getting along harmoniously in Su Zhou's personal space.

At this time, the youth also noticed that after such a long period of karma blessing and world feedback, many signs of 'elemental precipitation' had appeared in his personal space.

Next to the Wisdom Tree, earth elements were condensing in the dark soil, clinging to the periphery of the soil particles.

Above the sky, wind elements were swirling, gathering as they followed the breath of the tempestuous wind surrounding the entire small world.

Around the submarine volcano, the conflict between water and fire elements was the most intense, and the mutual interlacing of the two also activated a large number of elements—in the many vortex bubbles, the essence of the water element had already taken shape, and the fire element was also relying on the brilliant crystals inside the volcano, waiting for transformation.

Even in the vegetation, there was a faint spirituality being nurtured.

"Yala, what do you think will happen to this personal space in the future?"

Watching this scene, Su Zhou couldn't help but click his tongue, and curiously asked his plug-in thinking device: "It looks quite well-organized."

"Probably will have fairies, elemental fairies and grass and wood fairies and stuff."

And the snake spirit, who was lying on the top of the Wisdom Tree's crown, accompanying Su Zhou's bright and transparent karmic soul, yawned, and then lazily said: "Don't forget that there are still a hundred thousand demon souls hanging on the Wisdom Tree trunk—even if they don't have individual wisdom, their spiritual power is so vast that it is enough to create many 'natural spirits'."

"Using your native cultural background, they are the essences of heaven and earth, the grass and wood fairies."

"Is that so, that's pretty good."

Su Zhou nodded slightly. Although he could hear the rather subtle sense of sympathy in Yala's tone, he didn't know why—was there anything wrong with his personal space being able to nurture fairies and immortals? It wasn't like he hadn't seen fairies before, they were quite cute, and he didn't mind at all.

Not caring about such trivial matters, Su Zhou looked at his personal space again.

"Last time, when I used the Netherworld server to collect the souls of the Qingqiu people and the demons, I thought about it."

He thought to himself: "If I create a large number of electronic Netherworlds in my personal space to collect the souls of the evildoers I kill, and also include the innocent who died accidentally, and even let them transform into natural spirits and be reborn..."

"In that case, what's the difference between this and a portable Netherworld hell, a portable heaven paradise?"

Yala did not respond to this, and Su Zhou did not think much about it.

He turned his attention back to reality.

The carriage sped through the forest road. In Su Zhou's spiritual perception, there were also many mountain people picking nuts and mushrooms, or collecting firewood, and occasionally large groups of merchants and carriages crossed paths, stirring up dust.

Su Zhou could feel that, whether it was the residents of Twilight City, the mountain people, or the people in the merchant teams, all the People of Fire had some of his bloodline in their bodies... The Dragon Blood inherited from the Dragon Blood Potion in the past still had a high purity to this day.

These people were indeed his people, the descendants of those whom he had protected from the end of the era and brought to the new era.

Soon, after leaving the forest around Twilight City, the mist gradually dissipated, and the carriage entered a vast plain.

The flat and vast plain around Twilight City extended to the center of the continent. This was a plain terrain connected by rivers, and because the world of Tartadis was a square earth and round sky, if the observer's eyesight was good enough and used long-range spells, he could even see the Holy Fire Towers of dozens of cities and villages in the distance from the Holy Fire Tower of Twilight City.

This flat and fertile river plain occupied one-third of the middle of the cashew-shaped land of the Holy Fire Continent, supplying most of the food needs of the People of Fire. Here, in spring and summer, you could always see endless greenery, and in autumn, you could see golden wheat ears all over the mountains and fields.

Just like now, Su Zhou could see the holy fires of seven agricultural villages on this plain at a glance, but he did not see the greenery that Aimon had said almost occupied the entire world.

On the contrary—Su Zhou could only see large swathes of barren land and withered plant branches and leaves.

Faced with Su Zhou's questioning gaze, Aimon put down the Creed in his hand and made a sonorous metallic sound. He sighed and explained.

"My Lord, last winter, the entire southeastern region experienced a great blizzard unseen in a century. It was supposed to be a tropical region, but the cold that could freeze streams lasted for two months."

"And in the spring, there was no rainfall for a long time. The area around Twilight City is actually quite good. If you go further southwest, the ground is cracked with drought, and dozens of cities and villages are suffering from famine."

Speaking of this, the gray-haired priest's face was worried, and his tone was full of deep anxiety: "And it's not just that—the northern part of the continent is even experiencing floods. The Three Gods are above, that is a rocky hilly area, but the continuous rain for dozens of days has turned it into a swamp, and even lakes have formed. The compatriots living there have had to flee, and their goats can't live in the swamp."

"The situation in Twilight City is actually not bad, after all, they can still buy food by waterway and catch fish themselves."

"Is that so?"

Hearing this, Su Zhou couldn't help but sit up a little straighter. He solemnly looked around at the environment: "Do you have any countermeasures?"

"All the God-Blessed Ones are rescuing the disaster everywhere. They are artificially causing rain everywhere, or moving rain clouds, transferring the water vapor from the flooded areas to the drought-stricken areas, and the four most elite Paladin Legions of the Central Holy Church are also transporting disaster relief resources everywhere."

Speaking of this, Aimon's expression eased a little. He clasped his hands together and prayed for these busy people, and then continued to explain to Su Zhou: "These things started half a year ago. Everyone in the Central Holy Church is so busy that they don't have time to rest. Otherwise, it wouldn't be my turn, an ordinary priest of the Revelation rank, to investigate the theft of the Twilight City Source Water Soul Fragment, because the Central Church really can't find any extra manpower."

"This time I didn't complete the mission, but I think I wouldn't have been able to solve it anyway. At most, I would just record some information and doubts and report it to the Central Church."

Aimon didn't know about Yalber's relationship with Twilight City High Priest Gello at this time, but with the Heart of No Thought, Su Zhou had already known this for a long time. He glanced at the red-haired pirate who was kneeling silently to the side, and shook his head: "You indeed can't complete the mission... after all, who would investigate themselves?"

"My Lord, you mean..."

Hearing this, Aimon was immediately slightly surprised. He followed Su Zhou's gaze to Yalber, and then began to replay the scenes he had investigated in the Twilight City Temple in his mind.

Su Zhou did not continue to speak. This was Aimon's task.

And Yalber's relationship with Gello just happened to prove that the path he had expounded before was correct.

Because of the hostile relationship between the pirates and the People of Wind and Fire, in order to preserve the existence and peace of Twilight City, Priest Gello used black means and gave birth to a child without love, causing a Sea King level pirate like Yalber to be born—but because of this, the originally almost abandoned Twilight City was revived in Gello's hands, and the peaceful lives of hundreds of thousands of people were built on Gello's black means.

Yalber, such a vicious pirate, certainly needed to be judged and punished, but what was the environment that gave birth to such an evildoer, and what was the root cause?

Su Zhou was not interested in the past experiences of evildoers, but if he wanted to eradicate the source of evil, rather than just treating the symptoms by killing them one by one, then he had to trace back to the original origin.

"That rebellion more than a hundred years ago? What was the reason..."

Su Zhou was still suspicious of this, but Aimon's authority was indeed insufficient, and he did not know the inside story of that rebellion, which was now top secret. But the youth could directly ask the Fire Lord Elias, which was one of the reasons why he wanted to go to the Central Holy Church first.

Of course, confirming the living conditions of the vast majority of the People of Fire along the way was also of paramount importance... After all, in a sense, Su Zhou could be said to be the never-before-seen old father of all the local People of Fire.

As for now, Su Zhou was very interested in a certain detail that the gray-haired priest mentioned.

"Aimon, are you saying that those God-Blessed Ones are rescuing the disaster in their own names, and so are the Paladin Legions, and not in the name of the Central Holy Church?"

Su Zhou said thoughtfully, his tone a bit intriguing: "That's not ordinary—the God-Blessed Ones in various places have very high reputations, right?"

"Of course, the God-Blessed Ones manage a large area respectively. That is the land they are responsible for, and the Holy Church only makes instructions."

Aimon was not sensitive to this aspect. He recalled for a while, and then continued: "As for reputation... every God-Blessed One is a saint of this era. If the Lord does not issue a divine decree, then the God-Blessed Ones have the final say."

The priest did not feel anything wrong with this, after all, in his eyes, the God-Blessed Ones were also part of the Holy Church, and promoting them was equivalent to promoting the Holy Church, and what they did was naturally what the Holy Church did.

But Su Zhou knew very well that the history of the reincarnation world was still too short—he could guess just from hearing that the God-Blessed Ones on the Holy Fire Continent seemed to be taking advantage of the natural disasters in various places to expand their personal cults and prestige, and were vaguely inclined to be independent.

But Su Zhou could not be sure whether this was the norm in the Holy Fire Country. After all, he came from the Zheng Kingdom, a unified country with a large government since ancient times, and he naturally felt that the Holy Church should manage and represent everything... But who knew if the Holy Fire Country was a feudal system, a *jiedushi* system, or an extremely advanced federal system? Who knew.

"But it's not surprising—after all, according to Aimon, the obligations and sacrifices of the clergy are very high, but they cannot enjoy a luxurious life, and they cannot even take the initiative to attack the enemy, they can only wait for retaliation."

The youth kept all this information in his mind: "So be it."

Unlike Aimon, who had always lived under the rule of the Holy Church, as an outsider, he had a more neutral and objective perspective and could analyze rationally: "Since the God-Blessed Ones are truly sacrificing their power to rescue the disaster, then it is only natural for them to gain reputation and worship. It is not realistic to treat everyone as a saint."

Time passed, and the carriage had sped a long distance.

Su Zhou's party passed through the arid farmland around Twilight City, and crossed several agricultural villages. Su Zhou could see many farmers with worried faces sighing at the dying crops, but he could also see that caravans from afar brought emergency food to the villages, and an entire team of professional priests were walking around, joining forces to cast spells that could change the weather, bringing temporary rainfall.

Although it was just a drop in the bucket, according to these teams of priests, they were just the vanguard to ensure that the crops did not wither. In a few days, the God-Blessed One Lanmott, who managed the southeastern region, would arrive, and he would bring his team to completely dispel the drought and bring sweet rain to everyone.

This immediately made Su Zhou, who had intended to personally cause rain and relieve the drought, withdraw his hand.

In any case, the fact that the People of Fire could save themselves made him feel gratified.

No matter what the system is, as long as it can meet the needs of the people, serve the people, and relieve the people's worries in times of crisis, it is a good system.

The Creed and Law of the Holy Fire Country was indeed too strict, and in addition to a loss of freedom, there was undoubtedly a huge problem in terms of good and evil judgment. But it was difficult to explain a thing itself in terms of pure good or bad.

At least, in terms of 'love is an obligation', because of the education of the Creed, all the People of Fire would do their best to help their compatriots and give their all to love each other.

Su Zhou could see that after continuous spellcasting, many priests with shallow magic power in the teams of priests had fainted due to overload. In response, the youth secretly took action and gave them some pure wood energy from the Wisdom Tree, slowly nourishing their somewhat exhausted spirits and bodies.

Aimon and Yalber also noticed Su Zhou's action. One praised, and the other was cynical.

Su Zhou didn't care.

Some more time passed.

The Northwestern warhorses, which could travel a thousand *li* a day, discovered that even if they dozed off standing, the carriage would push them forward and backward. At this time, most of them had fallen into a state of complete laziness. They drowsily looked around at the scenery speeding past, and were just short of lying down and falling asleep.

At this time, the carriage arrived at the pass that straddled the Far East Region and the center of the Holy Fire Continent.

The pass named Lailin was essentially a commercial city built in front of a mountain gorge. It was responsible for transferring the local products of the Far East Region to the center of the continent, and also transporting various crafts produced in the central region to various places in the Far East. Travelers could naturally bypass it, but there was no need to.

Huge windmills stood outside Lailin City. Because this place was close to the mountains and rivers flowed out of the mountains, there were no signs of drought. Next to the rivers, several sawmills and water mills could be clearly seen, and there was even a huge hydraulic workshop built downstream, where the heavy sound of steel hammering could be heard. That was a production base for forging large agricultural tools.

There was a large flow of people around Lailin City, mostly merchants. When they arrived here, Su Zhou no longer used his power to make the carriage float. The Northwestern warhorses, which were finally able to set foot on solid ground, initially had a sense of unreality. After stepping on the solid ground a few times, they excitedly began to walk towards the city.

Following the long stream of people, Su Zhou's party quickly arrived at the inspection point at the city gate—what was inspected here was not dangerous items, but to prevent people from carrying strange creatures and seeds across the border. The Holy Fire Continent already had the basic concept of biological invasion, especially since this was a magical world. Some abnormally mutated magical plants might not be harmful locally, but if they arrived in different environments, they would immediately cause great trouble.

"Ah, are you... a Chosen One?"

Aimon naturally came forward for the inspection. The young priest in charge of the inspection respectfully nodded after noticing Aimon's strength, and then said with some embarrassment: "Although it's a bit rude, but I'm sorry, Lord Aimon, if it were ordinary people, we wouldn't stop them, but recently, the disaster situation in the Far East Region is relatively severe. God-Blessed One Lanmott issued instructions that all clergy of the Chosen One rank, unless necessary, must stay in the local area to fight against the disaster..."

"This is what it should be, we should love each other—the Holy Words of the Lord of Fire say: If you dedicate yourself to everyone, everyone will also dedicate themselves to you."

Aimon naturally wouldn't refuse this, but he was also a little embarrassed: "But I am carrying a mission given by the Central Holy Church, and I have to go back to report at this time."

"This..."

The young priest was a little hesitant—the instructions of the God-Blessed One were naturally the most important, but the mission of the Central Holy Church was obviously also very important. This kind of thing was not something that an ordinary inspection priest like him could determine.

But in the end, he still bowed slightly to Aimon and apologized: "I'm sorry, Lord Chosen One, please stay here for a few more days. Lord Lanmott will come here soon. Reporting to the Lord should be the same as reporting to the Holy Church..."

"That's not the same..."

Aimon was a little dumbfounded, but in reality, this was the idea of most local grassroots clergy in various places. After all, except for the priests directly under the Central Holy Church, most local priests have always been responsible to the local God-Blessed Ones. To them, the God-Blessed One represented the Holy Church.

Aimon wanted to continue to explain, but suddenly, he heard a muffled sound from behind. The gray-haired priest turned his head and found that Yalber, who was looking shocked, had been kicked out of the carriage, and was now lying on the ground, his face full of confusion.

"Ouch..."

Yalber was a Sea King who had taken the Source Water Soul Fragment. He had the strength to contend with the God-Blessed One at sea, but on land, he was as weak as an ordinary person. He struggled to get up, but was grabbed by the scruff of his neck by a force and sent to the surprised Aimon.

Then, a calm voice appeared in the ears of the inspection priest.

"This is our mission—we have captured Yalber, the Sea King of Disturbance Sea, and urgently need to return to report. Now, we need to enter the city to resupply, and return to the Central Holy Church as quickly as possible."

"This, this is?!"

For a time, the inspection priest also had no energy to pay attention to the suddenly sounding voice. He looked at Yalber with a dark face in shock, and couldn't help but gasp: "It's the rebellious one from the sea!"

For the priests of the People of Fire, the images of the Seven Sea Kings were basic education content. Everyone had the responsibility to eliminate the rebellious ones, especially for the priests located in the coastal eastern region. The inspection priest could basically confirm that Yalber in front of him was undoubtedly the person himself, whether it was the vaguely revealed, uncomfortable evil aura on his body, or the aura of the sea brought by the Source Water Soul Fragment, it was enough to prove this point.

Most importantly, there was no concept of lying between priests. If they said he was, then he was.

"I, I'm sorry, I'm disturbing you!"

Obviously, the inspection priest also knew how big this matter was. Even the God-Blessed One could not say that he could represent the Holy Church to accept a Sea King. Immediately, he opened the pass and invited Aimon and the carriage to enter the city: "Please come in, Lords—but I still have to report this matter to my superiors, it's my duty."

"My Lord, this matter..." Aimon was still a little confused. He didn't quite understand why Su Zhou wanted to tell others that Yalber was in their hands—this was not something that could be casually publicized! That was one of the only seven Sea Kings in the world!

"That's why it must be publicized."

Su Zhou had a different idea. He softly replied to Aimon's words and smiled: "If you want to create a wave on the sea, how can you do it without throwing down a bigger stone? Although the wave of me coming forward personally would be bigger, it wouldn't be as interesting to observe."

"Don't worry, Aimon, wait."

Compared to this trivial matter, he was more concerned about the construction of the Lailin City—this could deduce what level the technological standard of the Holy Fire Country had reached.

And Yalber, who was used as a ticket for face recognition, was a little dazed at first, but in the end, his face turned black, and his red beard and hair trembled, his heart filled with shame.

"So, I'm being used as a ticket?!"

Su Zhou, who could hear his heart, couldn't help but laugh: "What else?"

After Su Zhou and his party entered the city.

Returned to the Lailin City Temple, his residence, as quickly as possible.

The inspection priest took out the communication magic array hidden in the secret box, and then nervously recorded and sent the things he had seen just now.

The magical message was sent—but it did not fly in the direction of the local God-Blessed One Lanmott, but flew towards a small, ordinary agricultural city outside Lailin City.

And a resident priest stationed in the city, after receiving the message, also used the fastest time to send this message out and notify a Chosen One rank Holy Church priest who was trekking in the wilderness.

The Holy Church priest forwarded it again, and this time, the direction of information transmission was the Central Holy Church.

Central Continent, Central Holy Church, at the foot of Mount Dawn.

In the quiet room of an ancient temple, a young man who looked to be only in his early twenties raised his head.

"Could it be?"

The man muttered to himself and got up from the ground. He was slender, his face had a bit of a metallic luster, and he had long, deep purple hair and wore a rosary made of mithril. It could be seen that he was wearing a simple robe with gold ground and red trim, which was a color that only the God-Blessed Ones could use.

Although this unknown God-Blessed One had a young face, his expression revealed a decaying aura. He repeatedly browsed the message he had received, his heart full of doubt: "Yalber was actually captured? Which old friend did this good deed?"

"Without the help of divine power, even if I took action, I wouldn't be able to do anything to him, who can sneak into the deep sea... Could it be Isar? Only he has the determination to go deep into the sea and fight those rebellious ones, and the power to win—but that's not right, he just came back from the Sea of Bewilderment recently and met the Lord."

Walking back and forth in the quiet room, the God-Blessed One with long, deep purple hair seriously thought about the possibility. He muttered to himself in his heart: "It's very strange. Didn't those rebellious ones say that their plan has reached the last step, and everyone has gone to the Sea of Meditation? Why was Yalber still captured? Were they attacked, or did Yalber act alone?"

"The eastern coastal area is Lanmott's territory. Although that guy is an unyielding, stubborn rock, he's not someone who is so loyal to the Lord."

Thinking was fruitless. Without sufficient conditions, even a university professor could not solve a third-grade math Olympiad question, let alone now that he knew almost nothing about the current situation. Apart from guessing, he could do nothing.

In any case, since the matter had already happened, he would not stop it. The God-Blessed One lowered his eyes and took out another communication magic array base from his arms.

It could be seen that on this deep blue base, there were undulating wave patterns engraved, faintly revealing a deep and vast aura.

Hesitating for a while, he finally entered magic power and activated this communication magic array base.

The God-Blessed One with long, deep purple hair had a trace of indifference in his heart: "Let's ask those rebellious ones what's going on first."

"If their plan goes wrong, then I won't continue to accompany them!"