Like ink spreading through water, like mercury spilling across the ground.
The earth appeared from nothing, the sky stretched without restraint, and the curtain of emptiness was dyed in new colors. Sonia and the others' kingdom was like a dried jellyfish; after entering Heaven's curtain, it was as if it had returned to the sea, expanding and swelling at an unimaginable speed. If Sonia had not stopped it in time, it might already have grown to the scale of a continent.
However, all this newly added land was barren, forming a stark contrast with the distinctive temples and Ancient Castle in the core area. They landed atop the Ancient Castle and looked down over this brand-new, immature world, feeling less like they had ascended as Divine Lords and more like they had become petty lords of some poor, remote backwater.
But the female spellcasters could hardly hide their excitement. They could clearly feel their wills reaching every corner of this kingdom. Light, vibrations, space, time, entropy, every parameter and every change was laid bare in their perception down to the finest detail.
This was their heaven. This was their world!
Although powerful spellcasters were often considered able to "control the world," using dazzling miracles to change the world into the shape they wanted, as if painting freely on a sheet of paper, in the end they still had to borrow the "brush" that was Miracle and paint upon the fixed "paper" that was the world.
What Sonia and the others felt now was as if they had eaten the paper and completely become one with it. Not only could they doodle on the paper, they could even change the paper's size, hardness, and every other parameter.
Heaven was like a Dream Realm they had constructed. With a single shift of