When Qingyuan woke up, he found that the world was a little different.

The original continent has all disappeared, and the world has become a sea, and the sea water continues to flood the shore, wetting Qingyuan's skirt.

"This place doesn't have a name yet. A voice rang out. "You can try to get one. ”

"Who are you, where are you?" Qing Yuan looked around, but found that there was no one. She got up from the ground, but found that her waist was sore, and there was an inexplicable burden on her body, she looked down, but found that her abdomen was actually high and bulging, as if she was more than nine months pregnant!

"What you have in your belly is the first life in this world. The voice seemed to sense Qingyuan's question, and answered it without waiting for Qingyuan to speak. "As for ...... Where am I, isn't that why you gave birth to this child?"

"Why?" Qingyuan was a little stunned, at this time she was standing on the shore of an ocean, with soft sand under her feet, flowing with the rise and fall of the sea. The cold water spilled onto the instep of her foot, mixed with tiny pieces of gravel.

All these feelings are real.

"Ah...... Hee-hee, forget, you don't remember these things anymore, so you should give this place a name. Just when Qing Yuan was immersed in the memory of nothingness, the voice sounded again, and suggested again: "There should be a name!"

"Name?" Qing Yuan stared at a pair of empty eyes, and in front of her eyes, a huge map gradually appeared.

"The whole world is covered by the sea, except for four continents – or four relatively large islands. They are the imperial capital of the east, the Katich of the Empire, the glacier Nasbitine in the far north, the snow-capped mountains of Garan in the south, and the wild Mozark in the west. ”

"By connecting these four continents into a line, the world's oceans are divided into eight seas: the White Sea, the Silver Sea, the Canglang Sea, the Bowstring Sea, the Ghost Eye Sea, the Rose Sea, and the Glass Sea. In every ocean, there is a power of care, and they are collectively called miracles. And the guardians of these miracles, we usually call them sea lords. ”

"Among the many sea lords and miracles, our glazed sea is the most noble. And the neighboring Mozark has become the luckiest land in the world. ”

The old woman stopped the needle and thread in her hand, squinted her cloudy eyes at her granddaughter who was quietly listening to the story on the bed, and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

"Why?" asked the little granddaughter with a wink.

"Because, in ancient times, our creator god gave birth to the first life of this world on the glazed sea. Therefore, Liulihai inherits the purest bloodline of our creator god. ”

"The first life?" the little granddaughter tilted her head in confusion, then asked again. "What's that?"

"It was the favor of the creator god, who named the being ama. From then on, we called those who carried out the will of the gods as ama. As the so-called sea girl, the world is flat. Twin birthdays, the world is in chaos. This sentence says that if a ama is born on a continent, it means that the continent will be prosperous in a hundred years, and if two ama are born on a continent at the same time, it means that the world will be in chaos. The old woman carefully told her granddaughter this ancient mythological story, which is a story that everyone on the Mozarc continent is familiar with, and it is also the pride and faith that they have passed down from generation to generation.

"In the world, there are still two ama born?" the little granddaughter's eyes widened in surprise.

"Of course, silly boy. Legend has it that in ancient times, nine ama were born on the continent, and it was a great disaster that eventually evolved into the Battle of the Eight Seas. ”

"The Battle of the Eight Seas?"

"yes...... The story begins on a small island on the edge of Mozak......"