The God King, who was still expanding and spreading at the edge of the center of the Divine Realm, slowly opened his eyes, and a faint majesty that was above all things and all spirits and all gods spread.

As a result, most of the gods who had followed Muria fell to their knees and offered their loyalty to the great being who became the ruler of the world, and only a few beings were able to face the coercion that Muria inadvertently emanated from their initial posture.

And the Lord of the World, who had completed his promotion and whose consciousness had returned from the root of the world, looked around at his relatives, friends, and elders, and smiled, but did not speak, for he had a very important matter to do.

The consciousness that had just returned once again extended to the roots of the world, and then one by one it was inscribed on it, and many shining imprints were inscribed on it.

But these still shining sigils were not what he was looking for, these dim sigils, even almost nothing, were his goal—the marks of the fallen gods.

Since the beginning of the world, every god who has ascended to the throne and is now no longer there has a mark engraved on it, which is the privilege and benefit of the gods.

Even if everything that exists, the church, and the kingdom of God are destroyed, as long as the world exists, then no matter which god it is, there is a possibility that it will be resurrected and returned in a long time.

Of course, it is only a possibility, and the final fate of the vast majority of fallen gods is to fall into an eternal sleep, never to return.

Only a very small number of gods will be resurrected from the root of the world by various coincidences. And every one of such gods is an extremely lucky existence.

Sometimes, though, it's not about luck, it's about making the right choice at a critical time, like now. The first thing the god-king did when he had just ascended to the throne of the world was to look for the imprints of the gods who had surrendered to him and fought for him, but had unfortunately fallen.

It doesn't matter if he wants to resurrect the gods who fought for him, even if some of them have been wiped out, as long as they have existed, then he can exercise his authority as the ruler of the world and resurrect them.

Fighting a powerful epic from the Void carries a fairly high risk, as the epic that has survived for a long time has its own means against the gods.

One such thing is the mark of the Obliquity Engraved on the Roots of the World, which will make the otherwise fearless gods afraid to fight against them.

Many of the fallen gods under Muria's command have been rubbed off. But it doesn't matter, as the Lord of the World, He can reverse time and space, tracing the complete imprint of these gods in the past.

Even if this is very costly, it is necessary to do so, and in all respects, it is the most correct thing to do.

Boom Boom –

The laws of billions shook, and all spirits and all things felt in their hearts, and the divine realm, which had been opened up by Muria's will and was still expanding, slowed down and almost came to a standstill.

Because the being who holds the supreme authority of the world is mobilizing all the forces that do not affect the operation of the laws of all things, and resurrect the gods who fight for him.

Thus, under the gaze of the gods, delighted and awe-struck, under the gaze of epic envy and admiration, the gods who had fallen in the war to encircle and suppress the Mother of All Things awakened one by one from eternal sleep and stretched out a new perfect divine body.

The resurrected gods quickly understood everything after a short period of confusion, and all their memories were locked in the moment before their fall, and they had complete memories and understood the cause of everything.

As a result, the gods who have been resurrected from the years have worshiped Muria from the top to the bottom, and they are grateful, which can be described as grateful, and Muria has a little embarrassment in his heart while calmly accepting these gratitudes.

Because each of the gods of His resurrection is not in its prime, the power they hold is only on the bottom line of maintaining existence, and at the lower level, they will fall into their form.

But there is no way to do this, the landlord's family has no surplus food, and Muria, who has just been promoted, knows very well how weak and poor the big world he controls is.

If it weren't for the existence of the gods that played an extremely important role in maintaining the operation of the world order, I am afraid that when he drained the source power of the Sea of World Roots, the Great World Will would probably have rebelled against him.

Of course, for him today, such a rebellion is like a rebellious son who disobeys his father's discipline, and it does not take much effort to suppress it, but it is not good in the end.

But fortunately, this "son" is quite reasonable, although he is a little unhappy, but he does not resist, and honestly allows Muria to resurrect the gods.

But that's the end of it, Muria can't do something like that a second time, not because he can't do it, but because the current nature of the world doesn't allow it.

The shattered world, even if the lord of the world who gave birth to unify everything and expelled the invaders who came with malice, but it also exhausted all the foundations, and now it can only cultivate and recuperate, and it can't afford to make a big move.

However, Muria didn't plan to toss again, and it would take a long time for him to digest and absorb the gains of his sword this time, and finally be able to turn it into his own.

So, the Lord of the World, who determined the future development of the world, waved off the gods and began to deal with his own private affairs, talking to his parents and elders, then "sending away" some of the dragon elders, and finally having a long talk with his wife and children.

"Micah, I have made you suffer, and I am afraid that my promise will be fulfilled later. ”

Muria looked at his wife with a slight apology, and in his plan, when he became Lord of the world, it would be when Micalia would be free.

But the world can't stand the toss, and suddenly losing a powerful divine power is a pain in the muscles and bones for today's world, and if it is not done well, it will fall into character.

"What are you talking about? What's there to apologize for, you want me to leave now, I don't want to go. The opportunity to comprehend the laws of the great world to the fullest is an opportunity that many epics have never imagined. But for me, it's a casual routine. ”

Hearing Muria's words, Micaliera blinked and said with some amusement. The gods are bound by the gods, but they will also enjoy the unattainable benefits of the epic.

"Anyway, how are you going to run this world and restore it to its former heyday?"

"I'm not going to do anything, I'm just going to watch it recover with peace of mind. ”

"That's it?"

"After recovering to a certain level, and the civilization bred in it has the ability to march towards the void, I will naturally have the next step. ”

The eyes of the new Lord of the Worlds gleamed with a light called ambition.