Idrila, a deity of the old times beyond people's imagination.

She single-handedly created what people called "rules" as a way to restrain the excessive overflow of energy in the world and stabilize the world.

The world could no match for it, except for a giant bird that interfered with the condensation of her power as she meditated to create new miracles.

"You're from the World Tree, aren't you?" Finally, the goddess couldn't help it.

"You're going to kill countless creatures like this, and not all creatures can inhabit the World Tree."

"No, it's the creation of countless beings. All the energy of this world will be divided equally among the other sub-worlds, so that selfish people will not be able to absorb energy endlessly, which will lead to irreversible disasters. ”

"You're selfish to make creatures like me unable to thrive at the same time." The giant bird circled, fanning a monstrous whirlwind, and then its movements came to an abrupt halt, apparently noticing something.

"Wait, what are you talking about in the side world?"

"New world. Lifeless, inanimate, or ...... The world of the dead. ”

"Once upon a time, I looked down on the world tree at the heavenly realm, the earthly world, the chaotic changes, and the other side of the war, which was freedom with a bright future. Dragons roam the vastness of the galaxy, painting dazzling fireworks, and the majestic titan of the chaotic stars stands tall to challenge thunder and lightning and stretch the skyline. The giant bird told the goddess about the world it had seen.

"What you see will be like a dream of bubbles, ready to burst. And the future I see is a never-ending splendor in the brilliant firelight. The energy is almost endless, they can easily build a city, or they can easily destroy a city. Everything can be born with a moment of thought, and that's not what I want to see. I'm sorry. ”

Idrila drew illusory towers out of thin air and scattered them with her hand. "It's like this. I would deploy the fact that there were traces of effort in the brick crevices of these towers, but they weren't. That's what my purpose is------ I want to create the real world, not the empty nightmare. ”

The bird reduced the frequency of its wings flapping and stopped on the ground.

"Can you keep the World Tree, that's my home."

"My father and I planted that tree. I hope it will see a difference. Of course, if the direction of the world shifts again, I hope you can change it for me. ”

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The birds flailed their wings and looked at the vast fleet on the west coast of Ossuria and the camps that stretched along the coast.

It knew that for a long time to come, this forgotten land, the asset of the largest federation of the old human realm, would be ravaged by war.

It didn't know what the goddess who thought she could strip the war factor of herself would think.

At the same time, he also knew that this continent had ancient powers that the expeditionary emperor did not understand, and that it would be more than just a good show.

"Don't impose what you see on the unknown world."

The bird flailed its wings slightly, transformed into a human form, and scribbled down the words in the tattered notebook in its hand.