If we want to divide the plane into camps, then eighty percent of the camps of the Heavenly Mountain plane will be the "good order" in the eyes of the world, and the endless abyss is naturally an out-and-out "evil chaos", perhaps most ordinary planes should be regarded as "neutral and orderly"? But the Sea of Chaos...... This world, where no one knows when it began to exist, should undoubtedly belong to the "Neutral Chaos".

In terms of academic theory, it is difficult for many well-known researchers in history to define what kind of natural environment the "Chaos Sea" is, because if it is generally defined as a special "astral space", the Chaos Sea has a strange core that is obviously unknown and exists, and it even has gravity, magnetism, and even very obvious climate change.

But if you define it as a "special plane............ Can a "thing" that does not even have a physical substance really be called a "plane"? Judging from the appearance alone, the vast "Sea of Chaos" is more like a cloud of clouds and mist............

All in all, the Sea of Chaos is such a strange thing that is said to be a million light years in diameter, and the laws of chaos are sometimes boiling and sometimes subsiding in such a hazy ocean, and once the legendary professionals below the Radiant Moon step into it, they can't even rely on their own strength to leave, because the spatial coordinates in the chaos are completely chaotic, and ordinary teleportation spells can not be located in the completely chaotic law fluctuations.

However, for the strong who have reached the level of the sun...... Although the law of chaos is very troublesome, it is not unsolvable, after all, they can already add their own understanding to the "law", and the interference of the outside world can no longer easily destroy the construction of location coordinates, so even if they are wrapped in chaos, the powerful Thrones of the Solar Flare can still know where they are and where they are going.

To put it simply, you won't get lost.

For example, at this moment in the chaos of the outer circle, a young man in a white robe with tight lips is flying in the chaos with a short young man with a somewhat depressed expression.

They are not professionals, they are two gods of great divine power, the young man in the white robe is the god of the good camp whose reputation is second only to the Lord of the Dawn - the "God of Justice" Tyr, and the small young god is the "neutral god" Kava who has always kept a low profile!

There are not many great gods in the Pantheon, and today, after the Lord of Dawn has completely become a puppet of the priesthood, and the goddess of life has directly announced her withdrawal without even a word, there are only four normal great gods left in the Gods Society, including Kawa and Tyr.

Although the organization of the gods, which was controlled by the priesthood, did not fall apart because of this, the glory of the gods had long since lost its name.

It is evident that it is not only the legends who endure the silence of the "isolated island", but it turns out that the situation of the gods is also getting worse by the day.

However, no matter how far the Pantheon has fallen, Tyr and Kawa, who are now flying at high speed in the sea, seem to be in no mood to think about it, because even if the speed of travel has not been attenuated at all, it is not difficult to see from the expressions of these two great gods that their mood swings are a little numb.

Yes, they had come to the Sea of Chaos to search for the Leader, and it sounded like "hunting the Throne of the Flare" or something, right?

Think about it, flying silently in a chaos where the scenery has not changed in the slightest except for the perception of the coordinates of the law, silently releasing the perception to conduct a carpet search, silently continuing to fly and repeating the above work...... The area you're searching for is a superocean with a diameter of a million light-years............

It won't be long before people with weak willpower are expected to be driven crazy, Rao is the god of justice and neutrality, but today, after nearly 400,000 years of boring work, they also feel the pain of brick movers for the first time in their lives.

Speaking of which, this kind of purely mechanized manual labor or something really doesn't seem to be worth a great god.

"Now that the search for area 96482476351 is complete, the search for area 96482476352 will begin............ We've searched the Sea of Chaos, tell me Kava, tell me we're ninety-nine percent complete!"

"You're thinking too much, Tyr, we've only reached nine percent of our search progress, and we've found nothing in the carpet search so far, and we're not lucky," the president "should be in the remaining ninety-one percent of the area."

"Hah...... Haha, nine percent? We've been searching for 400,000 years, and it's only nine percent? Hehehe, it's a cruel torture, hehe."

“............ Has anyone ever said that you laugh like a mad god, Tyr"?

"Shut up! I'm in a bad mood right now! Damn "President" where she's hiding, I've never felt that finding someone is such a cruel thing, why do I have to do such a thing? If it's a punishment then I'd want a good time!"

Violently unleashing his divine power to search Area 96482476352, it seems that Tyr has a great deal of unstable mentality, although what he said "want a good time" or something must be angry, but his irritability is not adulterated at all.

After all, even the "Positioning Rivet" embedded in the space by releasing the Great Level Divine Technique now became hot and brilliant as if it reflected an angry heart.

"Although we need these rivets to mark "search areas" and "unsearched areas", don't leave traces too publicly, maybe you and I are not the only ones who have entered the Sea of Chaos, and these traces may be tracked."

A little helplessly watching the god of justice who threw away the serious disguise to reveal his true nature and unleashed his magic tricks, Kawa, who sighed silently, could only casually persuade a few words.

But it's a pity that there is little point in his persuasion, because finding the most unpleasant law and smashing a magic rivet into it is already the only means of entertainment for Tyr now, so even if he gets a warning from his companions, the god of justice who waved his hand casually just said casually without care:

"Come on, who's going to follow us, Tiamat? She's ahead of us, we're going to follow her, old Aiman? Didn't we invite him to join us before? He wouldn't even see us, after all, this chaotic world is still just us two unlucky bastards, maybe the "president" of the silent ones has already left, and we are still here stupidly looking for someone, who will have nothing to do to come in and follow us!"