"The whole world was a cycle."
"The Surface World, the Underground World, and the Heavenly World—perhaps they corresponded to the mortal realm, purgatory, and heaven of legend."
"But there is no heaven here."
Su Xi sighed and set down his "Diary of the God of Violent Thunder and Summer Rain." The contents he had recorded were far too negative, which was not good for overall development.
This was the Heavenly World, the heaven in mortal memories.
"This is only a battlefield. It is no different from other worlds."
As far as the eye could see stretched a boundless sky.
Countless floating islands drifted through the air, solidified clouds blanketed the world, divine beasts and angels sang in the sky, and divine envoys traveled between the floating islands, conveying the will of the gods.
Beyond that lay a sea of stars. The moon and stars floated nearby, while valiant Valkyries hovered beneath halos.
Not far away, dragon flocks moved freely across the floating islands. Before even larger giants, the massive Thunder Dragon Giant Beasts looked like short-legged puppies.
This was a fantastical world full of secrets, where holy light and gods coexisted. Pure white angels were merely an ordinary race here. Calling it the fantasy heaven people envisioned would not be wrong—provided one excluded those "Black Zones."
"Your Excellency, Black Zone No. 0371 has been breached again. If circumstances permit—"
"I'll send someone."
An angel landed on the shoulder of Su Xi, the enormous God of Violent Thunder. Beautiful and difficult to distinguish as male or female, they were swift and spiritually sensitive, generally serving as messengers who conveyed the will of the "world" to the powerful gods.
And now, she had brought another invitation from the battlefield.
Boom!
The Black Zone in the distance burst open once more.
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