Don't Look at the Sun

Shen Lin's eyes were filled with vigilance as he slowly flew into this continent.

At the very center of the continent, a temple that was white from top to bottom stood there in silence.

Just as before, there was still no movement here. Everything seemed to have frozen in place.

Shen Lin searched around and finally found the most lavishly decorated room in the temple.

It was called a room, but it could actually be described as a small palace.

Its overall area was even larger than Marquis Delos's territory had been.

Books were packed densely along the walls, which stood ten zhang high. Shen Lin's scalp prickled at the sight.

Was he supposed to find the answer among all these books?

He felt that it was rather unreliable.

He simply moved the bookshelves aside and went to explore the other places first.

Fortunately, he found a small notebook on a desk not far away.

After opening it, he could not help letting out a long sigh of relief.

Thank goodness!

The owner of this place, the pope of the church, was not a proper person.

He kept a diary!

The 357,861st year of the Holy Calendar. It has been nearly a hundred years since we lost contact with the gods. No matter how we call out to them, we cannot establish contact with any of the gods.

We still do not know what sort of scene the fragment of the future that Lord Safos saw back then foretold. Even the Father of All Gods was shocked by it.

Whatever the case, we must continue our efforts and do everything possible to contact the gods.

They are incarnations of the world's laws. Now that they have disappeared, the corresponding laws are missing as well, and all kinds of disasters are