Holy Calendar Year 58346

The Second Tier of Paradise Mountain.

Inside a "beautiful" Paradise Mountain courtyard.

This courtyard is different from the other courtyards on the Second Tier of Paradise Mountain. In addition to various Holy School flowers, trees and shrubs, it also has all sorts of strange and exotic plants.

The sacred laurel and the thorny vines with their twisted branches like ghostly Thorn intertwine and coexist. The former's drooping silvery-white leaves glisten like glass, while the latter blooms with blood-red flowers.

A pure white lotus peeks out from the clear spring water, its roots tightly entwined with a sprawling vine at the bottom.

Beside the spring, there is a "Wishing Tree" from a dark universe. Its trunk is made up of countless intertwined arms, with golden holy flames blooming in the palms and transparent blood-red fruits hanging from the fingertips.

As the Sacred Wind swept through the courtyard, the chanting of Holiness flowers and the screeching of eerie plants intertwined to create a strange melody. The patches of light on the ground flickered, as if countless eyes were hidden in the gaps between the flowers and leaves.

In the center of the courtyard stands a three-story building.

The small building is a rare example of black and white intermingling in the Paradise Mountain, which usually favors white and gold.

On the top floor of the building, there is a small garden that has been set aside.

In the small garden, there is a small open-air study.

Here, the sunlight shines brightly, and a string of wind chimes trembles slightly in the passing Sacred Wind.

Meanwhile, a tall, beautiful blonde Angel dressed in modern clothes folded her wings and sat upright at a desk, writing a new Myth epic with unprecedented seriousness.

"Holy Calendar year 48346".

"Holy Paradise Mountain and the Ash Continent met in the midst of True Nothingness."

"The Lord of Holy Paradise Mountain Lord of Heaven Yuliel, battles Alanmonlos, the King of the Ember Court, in the True Nothingness."

"The two emperors, amidst the True Nothingness, created the Three Realms; the concepts of Holy Judgment and Embers contend across all time and space."

"The two sides fought fiercely for ten thousand years, Lord of Heaven Yuliel emerged victorious."

"The Ember Emperor Alanmonlos, has fallen."

"Endless Planes belong to the Holy Paradise Mountain."

"In the year 58346 of the Holy Calendar, Lord of Heaven Yuliel, with his Holiness Host, reigned supreme over the Ash Continent."

"Although the kings and armies of the Endless Planes are willing to submit, they harbor hidden resentment."

"At the critical moment, War Chief Angel Lucifer of War stepped forward and angrily rebuked the kings and armies of the Endless Planes."

"Sinners shall not look to the majesty and Glory of Lord of Heaven!"

His words resonated throughout heaven and earth; his voice Radiance and majestic.

"With this, the entire army of Embers was subdued!"

"The kings confessed their sins, the armies were bound, and they accepted the rule of the Holy Paradise Mountain."

Everything is stable.

"Lord of Heaven Yuliel praised: Lucifer, my Morning Star, the jewel of Paradise Mountain."

As the blonde Angel wrote this, a faint blush appeared on her originally fair, aloof, and proud face, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

She chuckled at first, then quickly regained her composure, picked up her manuscript, and nodded in serious admiration.

"Written based on facts, recorded according to history. I, Lucifer, though an indispensable War Supreme of Paradise Mountain and one of the strongest Angel, am also a pragmatic female Historiographer."

She was captivated for a moment, then put down the manuscript and carefully placed it into a thick book entitled "The Annals of the Holy Calendar: The Great Crusade Expedition".

The next moment.

A beam of divine light swept across the unfinished history book, sealing it away.

She then abandoned her previous serious and proper demeanor, leaning back in her chair with a languid air, and sighed.

"I wonder how future generations will judge me Lucifer, after reading this true history book?"

"However, never mind. My reputation will be judged by posterity. I, Lucifer, have never cared about any reputation in my life!"

History will record everything!

In any case, as long as she writes a lot, her history will be considered official history.

Just then...

A petite young female Angel flew down from the sky and landed in this small rooftop garden.

She looked at the tall, beautiful woman reclining on the minimalist Platinum chair that resembled Platinum Heavenly Throne, exuding a lazy pride yet always carrying a hint of heroic spirit, and couldn't help but blush.

"Your Highness Lucifer is truly admirable."

At this moment.

Lucifer also noticed the arrival of the young female Angel.

She looked at the slightly flushed female Angel and asked with a smile.

"Little Ainiyar, what brings you here?"

"Your Highness Lucifer..."

The petite female Angel lowered her head shyly.

"You said you'd notify me once the Holy Moon on the Ash Continent was complete."

"So, the Holy Moon is already full."

Lucifer stood up, stretched lazily, and looked excited.

"Finally, we can set off for the Endless Planes. Paradise Mountain is nice, but living here all the time can get boring."

"Didn't Your Highness once say that staying here, writing books and establishing doctrines, wouldn't that be a wonderful thing?"

The female Angel said with a look of adoration.

Lucifer choked on his words, then raised an eyebrow.

Even those who write frequently experience periods of creative block.

"Moreover, during this conquest of the Endless Planes, the war ended before I even had a chance to make a move."

"Therefore, I have much less to write about."

Lucifer frowned slightly.

This is also why she wasn't able to write much history this time.

She would never stop writing about any war she had participated in without producing a lengthy and elaborate novel.

"What a pity."

She sighed inwardly.

"What a pity, Your Highness Lucifer."

The female Angel, with her keen hearing, couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Nothing."

Lucifer laughed heartily.

"Go, little one. Go and see our lord."

As she stepped out, a magnificent platinum-gold armor was instantly draped over her body, and a black Platinum Black and White Holy Sword hung at her waist. Tall and slender, she was heroic and radiant!

At the summit of Paradise Mountain.

When Lucifer arrived at the Golden Hall.

On the Platinum Heavenly Throne.

The great Lord of Heaven was seated upon him, and beside him sat the smiling Queen of Heaven Annatania.

A small number of the Paradise Mountain Supreme arrived, but they all stood respectfully at the bottom of the steps.

"Lucifer, you've come."

"How's your Annals of the Holy Calendar coming along?"

Jiang Yuu said kindly.

"Hey, my lord, the latest events have been recorded."

"Yes, writing books is good, but don't neglect your cultivation because of it. You said you wanted to become Seventh-Realm Supreme within ten million years."

"Rest assured, my lord, I, Lucifer, never speak carelessly."

She spoke seriously.

After waiting for a while longer.

Apart from Lionheart, who was stationed on the Ash Continent, and a number of the Supreme, all the Supreme of the Holy Paradise Mountain had arrived.

At this time,

In Lucifer's beautiful eyes, the image of that great and Radiant Sovereign standing up, his figure radiating brilliance, was finally reflected.

"Then, the army shall march forth."

"Let's go and see how these Endless Planes differ from my Multiverse!"