God looked at the deeply troubled gods:
"Rilla, do you rember, during your travels with your brother, your brother said the sun above our heads is too small, with a diater less than one percent of the earth beneath our feet."
Rilla suddenly realized, murmuring to herself:
"Yes, at that ti, my brother believed that such a sun could not provide enough heat for the land beneath us. There must be a gigantic sun at the center of the earth beneath us."
Rilla imdiately felt a sense of understanding,
"So, we should go to the earth’s core! With the heat and light from the core, the Light God will beco stronger and will expel darkness. It is an area difficult for demons to approach!"
"If this is your answer, we will follow it."
The gods hesitated for a mont but ultimately decided to dig a tunnel to the earth’s core.
God said:
"The path for digging is directly below the Tower of Babel."
"Yes!"
With Earth Giants as the vanguard, they began to establish another end of the Tower of Babel underground, extrely concealed, so that no demon could find them.
...
Ti flew by.
It took a full seven years before they stopped seventy thousand kiloters underground.
They began to establish their dwelling, having the Earth Goddess control the soil in an empty chamber of the earth’s middle layer.
Here, the season is like spring all year round, and the emitted thermal energy made it more convenient for them to cultivate Light Magic, thus becoming the new Holy Empire.
"Is this the new holand?"
"So warm!"
"Yes, the warmth cos from beneath our feet!"
The new children settled down and started a new life.
They planted surface plants here, and soon dressed the place in lush green, turning it into a beautiful land.
At the center of this subterranean land was the new capital of the Holy Empire, which was extrely prosperous.
In the very center of the capital stood a gigantic, sacred, majestic white tower, wrapped in countless clouds, as if connecting to the endless depths of the sky.
Thick, ancient.
As ti passed, occasionally, young children would visit the capital with their parents, pointing at the sky and loudly asking:
"What is that tall tower, does it connect to the sky beyond?"
"I always see clouds, the sun, drifting down from that chimney-like tower, bringing a mysterious power."
His mother, an aged angel who had experienced that era, replied, "That is the Tower of Babel, which connects to the Celestial Kingdom above, where the mysterious God resides, the King of Gods."
"And the King of Gods has many adorable little angel attendants. They possess trendous wisdom and are called Angela, led by one nad Cupid!"
"Ah! I know, I know!" the child exclaid joyfully, "Isn’t Cupid the small statue on our fountain at ho? A very cute God."
"Because that is the God of Love, Cupid." The elder shone with a glow of reverence, hands clasped devoutly in prayer with a cross.
The child looked full of longing and expectation, "One day, I want to climb the Tower of Babel!"
The aged angel smiled, a long-lasting look of emotion and mory flashing across his face:
"Only the strongest heroes can climb it, for it is too high and far, and the journey to the Celestial Kingdom is filled with danger."
"The path from the Tower of Babel to the Celestial Kingdom passes through Hell!"
The child looked curious, "Hell, is that the Hell recorded in our books?"
"Yes." The mother smiled, patting the child’s head, "Do you rember how the books describe Hell?"
The child loudly recited the lesson text:
"Hell, very cold, with cold sun and cold moon hanging in the sky, the temperature is very low, the environnt extrely harsh, not suitable for angels to live."
"Correct!" The old mother said.
She was speaking the truth. After leaving and coming here, they found it, in fact, more suitable for them to settle.
Because this world has two suns.
One above.
One below.
The gigantic sun below, bringing much stronger temperatures, is more suitable for angels to cultivate Light Magic.
And on the surface, the cold and dim sun and moon, along with the gloomy black starry sky and quarreling demons, indeed deserve the word "Hell."
Moreover, as ti passed, the beautification of their defeat and demonization of the Hell where those demons lived beca a form of political correctness.
"Won’t the demons in Hell co down the Tower of Babel to us?" the child asked.
"They haven’t found the passage yet, and even if they did find the Tower of Babel’s path, attacking downwards would be very difficult; we just need to guard the entrance!"
The elder softly spoke, silently flipping open a book.
"The Butterfly Race, God Myth, Hell Chapter"
"[After the venomous death among the Light God, the Demon King made a coback, and even the brave heroine Rilla was no match. Under God’s revelation, she began to lead the people to flee to another land.]"
"[She discovered here that the seasons are like spring, warr and hotter, and invited the mysterious sun and clouds of God to provide light, using the earth’s lava rivers to provide heat, making this place the new surface, while the other end of the Tower of Babel connects to the cold, eerie, dark Hell.]"
The structure of the world was thus completed.
...
...
On the other side.
"Hell, Earth, Celestial Kingdom? What’s all this about?"
Liu Jun looked at the changes in the world, filled with wonder.
"A sun overhead? A sun below? Each forming two separate worlds?"
This era has beco incredibly fascinating.
And as the war breaks out, the number of fourth order beings clearly begins to increase.
This number might as well help deduce the next realm: the fifth order.
He gazed at the boundless earth beneath the Tower of Babel:
"After the angels left, the other demons actually started thinking about making a move against Demon King Goliath."
Liu Jun’s expression was rather peculiar.
As expected of the Demon Race!
Truly a chaotic-side race.
On the current earth, the population has reduced by a solid eighty to ninety percent.
But this prolonged internal warfare among demons also caused mysticism, which had been stagnant for a long ti, to erupt again, bringing forth a variety of new technologies.
War is sorrowful, families destroyed, but it also propels the era forward.
Especially the demons, inherently greedy and cunning, have a belligerent nature, which instead speeds up the era’s pace, many tis faster than during the Angel Empire era.
"Setting aside emotions, from an absolute rational standpoint, perhaps the rise of demons is beneficial!"
Liu Jun sighed softly, "The angels have been driven away, and the once unchanging land has seen new changes."
"These changes are exactly what I want."
He had already discovered Angela’s flaws.
They’re trapped in a state, even their thinking and inspiration are locked away!
This ans the young angels in the Celestial Kingdom lack the ability to innovate!
The reason they previously unleashed various technologies was because that elderly father had advanced knowledge from neighboring worlds!
Now, that old man’s mind has been emptied of knowledge.
And with his inspiration also locked, he no longer has the ability to pioneer and innovate, only relying on past achievents.
So.
The ergence of a new technological revolution before his eyes, with various new ideas, is a good thing.
The infant angels can perfect themselves by building upon the technologies they’ve pioneered.
Moreover, this self-proclaid Sage fairies old man is simply a shut-in.
Ordinary transmigrators typically roam around having battles, opening up a new era, don’t they?
But he is different.
As a pure researcher, he loves nothing more than closing himself off.
He has no presence in the era, people barely know the "Holy Father" exists in the Celestial Kingdom, shrouded in mystery.
Fighting?
It doesn’t exist.
Liu Jun feels almost like this person doesn’t exist, with no trace of presence.
Of course.
He doesn’t have presence with Liu Jun, but he’s not insignificant to others.
The Celestial Kingdom is now a small domain, this old man has returned to his roots, reappearing as a randomly refreshing encounter NPC among the younglings, putting on airs.
Showing off is this old man’s rare pleasure, extrely plain and unpretentious.
Watching the old man’s joy, Liu Jun couldn’t help but sigh, "Will I, too, beco bored like this after growing old?"
But this insider, he has already been gutted.
His "reproductive value" has been drained, so let’s leave him be, no need to discard him after exploiting.
Let this old man enjoy his twilight years here.
"Additionally, the present mystery grows ever more inconceivable."
"Mystery Immortal as a foundation, transforming into God’s body."
"Mystery plague now? The infinite mysterious virus might truly accomplish my idea of infecting a planet, or even the giant fireballs in the starry sky."
He looked up at the sun in the starry sky, a new thought sprouting in his mind.
"After all, that old man brought detailed data of the cosmos, my own starry map is about ready to open."
"Creating a new world map? Truly mysterious sun, moon! Revolving in the galaxy! Illuminating a planet with wisdom, calling father...that is the true stature God should have! That is genuine myth and legend!"
Liu Jun’s ambitions extend beyond just the earth; they reach towards the starry sky, the sea of stars.
If he could infect a planet here, what about reality?
His eyes glimred with countless hues from excitent.
Simultaneously, he had begun contemplating the next realm, researching how to break through the fifth order, and how to color this starry sea above his head.
This is what a true God should do.
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