After the Goddess of Capital left and Ieta Cavendish built her Divine Kingdom, Jiang Hao withdrew his gaze. Holding Pluto close, he fell into a deep sleep once more.
Strange, wondrous landscapes covered the newborn world again.
In the eyes of Pluto's inhabitants, the world was no longer a place of storms, lightning, and erratic rains, nor a barren wilderness of endless yellow sand and black rock.
Forests appeared, oceans spread, and animals cried out with life. Great birds spread their wings overhead and proudly surveyed their territories.
But compared with the unchanging wilderness and fickle weather, this strange landscape that vanished and reappeared without warning frightened them even more.
On land ringed by forest, Franco IV stared at the castle that had disappeared and returned. Terror surged in his eyes, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.
"What is going on here? Why did the castle, the forest, the farmers—everything—suddenly vanish, only to suddenly come back?"
Demons, devils, and evil creatures flashed through his mind. Then he remembered the great being who had slapped the Tyrant out of this world.
In an instant, he pieced together a story: A great god discovered a barren Plane, disguised it as a normal one to lure people in, then enslaved them to develop it.
"Ha. I thought being captured and forced to complete a task was bad enough. Turns out there's no such thing as rock bottom. It can always get worse."
"I'm miserable."
Developing a normal Plane and developing a Wilderness Plane were two entirely different challenges. One was normal mode; the other was hell mode.
Franco IV drew a deep breath and tried to calm himself.
He had already been captured. Escape was impossible. Even a god as powerful as the Tyrant had been driven out; he could not imagine