Director

"Land of Gods—Tuoyalan..."

From beneath Director's astronaut helmet came a muffled male voice, indistinct and unclear.

"This is the depths of humanity's Dream Sea, and also the dwelling place of gods beyond the world. Hour-Gods, apostles, and Ascendants all live here."

"But no one knows... this is not the true Land of Gods."

"Hm?"

Hearing the other's murmur, Gilan could not help but feel puzzled.

Tuoyalan was not the true Land of Gods?

What did Director mean by that?

"Lord Clark..."

He tried calling out.

However, Director did not respond to him.

It was as though Gilan did not exist at all.

This film seems quite special. As a viewer, I can't intervene in it—I can only watch...

he thought.

Then, Gilan continued following Director as they flew onward.

Before long, they arrived near the Land of Gods—Tuoyalan.

But Director did not go ashore.

He changed direction, paddled through the air in a swimming posture, then dropped straight down at a ninety-degree angle into the waters surrounding the Land of Gods.

Splash!

Black water sprayed into the air.

Gilan did not hesitate either. He followed closely behind and plunged into the Dream Sea.

He had no idea why Director was doing this, only finding it rather strange.

Yet the moment he sank to the seabed, he froze.

Beneath the Dream Sea, beneath the continent of the Land of Gods—Tuoyalan, another continent hung upside down at a full one hundred and eighty degrees!

Brilliant light illuminated the dark seabed.

It was as though...

it were a reflection in a mirror.

The seabed was real, while the sea surface was false.

At that moment, Director, swimming ahead of him, spoke again. His muffled male voice somehow passed through the seawater and reached Gilan's mind:

"The true Land of Gods is the dwelling