Yog chuckled.
"The Creator God and the God of Destruction? How interesting. I look forward to it."
Cheng Yu smiled at that. As expected, the big shot knew everything.
The depths of the palace had nearly been reduced to rubble. Outside the Sandbox World, Qiu Ji pulled up a small stool and watched with interest as everyone fought to the death over Alanna's Breathing Technique.
As the Creator of the Sandbox World, he could see everything within it. He had long since obtained Alanna's Breathing Technique; now he was simply watching to see what surprises the players would bring him next.
Then he turned his attention to the child of Heaven's Mandate, that little fellow who was an innate divine.
His gaze shifted slightly, soon settling on Cheng Yu in the church. Through his eyes, he saw Priest Yog teaching this child of Heaven's Mandate. As for the priest's name, it seemed to be Yuri Constantine Reginald.
Although he was somewhat puzzled as to why the child of Heaven's Mandate had become involved with a priest from his church, as the Creator God, he felt it best not to interfere too much.
Qiu Ji shook his head, then turned his gaze back to the battlefield.
Meanwhile, A Big Old Sow and the other players of the King-Venerating Faction had successfully laid Alanna's remains in her tomb. The moment the tomb doors closed, a hundred conflicting emotions filled their hearts.
A Big Old Sow felt it most keenly. As a player who had watched Alanna grow, his heart was the heaviest of all. He did not even know what feelings he truly held for the sovereign to whom he had sworn allegiance, but none of that mattered anymore. That peerless empress now slept forever beneath this land.
He took a