"Artificial intelligence, restore the flow of time!"
When Xu Zhi walked out of the sand table, the time in the sand table behind him returned to normal.
Boom!
The world became faster, turning into a series of afterimages.
"In our world, time is actually …"
On the ground, the remaining wizards were cleaning up the ruins. They looked up in a daze.
Some wizards with keen mental power clearly felt this. They vaguely sensed that something had descended, and the time of the world had changed. Then, it left.
This was the Wizard Era with a mature system, not the simple ancient city-state era of Gilgamesh. Naturally, they could clearly sense everything. Something incredible had happened.
Whoosh.
Ripples spread across the sea.
"The God of Creation has left. The distorted time and space of our world has been restored …" Medusa stroked the bright red flower on her head, revealing a bright smile.
She strode forward again and sank into the deep sea.
Her huge and majestic body slowly hugged her knees and bowed her head. She was like a newborn fetus curled up in the depths of the sea.
But she was too huge. Her height had even surpassed the depth of the sea. Just by standing straight, half of her head would appear on the surface of the sea.
The entire vast sea was already a small pond for her.
"Medusa …"
Ermin's voice was trembling.
She had been secretly watching from afar. She did not expect this scene at all. She thought that facing such an invitation to compete would be a kind of provocation and blasphemy to the God of Creation. She did not expect him to be so tolerant.
Or perhaps, she should have thought of this earlier …
In the ancient era, when the world was just created, the God of Creation still satisfied Gilgamesh's three questions.
"He is too gentle, too kind. We are all his people." Ermin suddenly smiled.
Ermin was very envious of Medusa.
She saw the truth beside the God of Creation. She risked her life to obtain opportunities. It was natural.
If it had been Ermin, she would not have had the guts to go over. Not just anyone, but someone as crazy as Medusa.
"Creator …" A trace of gentleness flashed across Medusa's eyes. She chose to place the rose on her head into Ermin's Underworld. "Reproduce inside. This is the Flower of Origin of Life. It is also the first creature in this Underworld …"
The small space in the Underworld Earth was filled with a lot of soil and air. There were also countless skeletons on the ground, mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Even the soil was dyed red, causing the soil to turn dark red.
A rose was planted on the bright red ground.
Soon, it grew at a visible speed, scattering pollen, reproducing, and rapidly withering.
Gradually, the flowers bloomed all over the Underworld. The mountains and plains were filled with beautiful flowers. Ermin felt like she was in a sea of flowers. Her eyes moved as she was intoxicated by this world. She praised loudly, "Ah! What a wonderful world! Can I say that the Creator is adding a touch of color to our empty Underworld? "
"It is our merit that has been recognized by the great Creator, just like Gilgamesh in the past." Medusa saw this scene and slowly closed her eyes.
"Flower of Death, this is your gift to me. Oh great Creator! Medusa wants to see you again. Can I descend into your world … "
…
In a small space with no outsiders.
Ermin was like a naive and romantic little girl, running around in a sea of bright red roses.
Day after day, she seemed to have gradually forgotten that she used to be the Wizard Monarch Emperor. She no longer needed to maintain her dignity in front of anyone. She could be herself again.
She could clearly feel that this flower was growing rapidly.
Metamorphosis, death, at an extremely terrifying rate of life, reproduced generation after generation. Gradually, they completely adapted to this special land, turning into the unique Netherworld plants of this land.
"An incredible flower, containing the truth of life in the world, has unlimited growth possibilities." Ermin revealed a pure smile. She gently broke a rose in the field and observed it carefully. "This is a place where large swaths of blood-red roses are planted. It contains endless truth. Let's call it the 'Truth Field'."
"But how can there be no water in a world?" She suddenly stretched out her white arm and pulled, opening a gap in the space, letting the snow-white fountain-like seawater rush in.
Ermin floated in the sky and gently drew a line.
"There must be a river!!"
Boom!
The power of the God flowed, the colorful light flashed, and the whole small world shook.
On the ground at the entrance, there was actually a huge river channel. Countless amounts of seawater rushed into the river, carrying all kinds of fish that were jumping around in joy.
"Death is the sea of bitterness of life, death is the ultimate pain. My world can let mortals get rid of pain, but those who believe in me, worship me, after death, will enter the Underworld, cross the sea of bitterness, and welcome a new life … This river, is filled with countless dead souls from the Wizard Era who sacrificed their lives for the truth, the Underworld River filled with the pain of death and hope for a new life, is called 'Kokutus'."
Kokutus, in the language of the aborigines of the other world, meant: the cry from afar, the river of pain.
After the dead souls enter the Underworld and cross the river of pain, they will reach the 'other side' of the world of death, the Field of Truth. There were large patches of bright red roses planted here, brilliant and beautiful, like a village at the end of the tunnel, letting people see the beauty and purity of this world of death.
"There must be good and evil!"
A clear and majestic rumbling sound reverberated throughout the entire world.
"After the Field of Truth, it should be divided into two sides, people should be rewarded and punished for their actions in life!" As a Wizard Monarch Emperor, Ermin naturally had the experience of governing the world. She gently waved her hand.
"I say, after the Field of Truth, is the 'Erebus' of the fork in life, the dead will be divided into good and evil here, walking to the two sides.
Those who are kind, humble, and harmonious, will walk to the 'Elysium' of happiness.
Those who are tyrannical, arrogant, and evil, will walk to the 'Tartarus' of pain. "
Crack!
Suddenly, a huge rose that was as large as a giant tree flew from the sky and fell to the ground.
The beautiful rose quickly turned into sawdust, turning into a simple gray wooden sign, full of delicate rose patterns, exuding a quaint western charm. It was erected at the fork in the road, with the words' Erebus' written on it, leading to two completely different paths.
After the River Styx, was the Field of Truth, the fork in life, the place of happiness, and the place of pain.
"The whole Underworld is like a person's life …" Ermin thought for a moment, and laughed. "The sea of bitterness is like wandering in the mother's belly, the garden of truth is like the birth of a new life, seeing the beauty of the world, and then people will meet the 'Erebus' of the fork in life, walking to the two sides of fate."
At this moment, the basic style of the entire Underworld was completely formed.
Although it was only two hundred cubic meters, as a Level Eight God, with the help of the Space Magic Box to meditate and expand the inner space, the magic box would soon reach the Epic Realm, coming to an environment of two thousand cubic meters.
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