"Quick!"

"Gather on the top of the mountain!"

"We don't have much time!"

With Odom's rapid flight, Ron bought Ilvonburg and the other halflings precious time - not long, but enough for Il, as lord of the city, to inform most of them.

And under the command of Archbishop Miró - during Ron's absence, he succeeded in obtaining the reward of the halfling gods and gaining promotion for his merits in commanding the halflings to settle down - tens of thousands of halflings climbed the heights of Il Island with a close-fitting softness.

Like the other islands, Il Island has a cone-shaped shape with a tall hill in the middle – a structure that is just right to withstand the impact of a tsunami.

"The tsunami is coming!"

When most of the people have managed to get to the heights - the tsunami that Ron has seen has finally arrived!

A huge white curtain of water that was half as high as the walls of Fort Ilvon came from afar and smashed into the walls of Fort Ilvonne - so that the huge logs shattered, the hard rock was washed away, and Fort Ilvon, which the lord of Ilvon had worked so hard for decades, was reduced to ruins in a matter of seconds......

"My City ......"

"My efforts ......"

For ordinary people, even legendary powerhouses, such a huge tsunami is an irresistible natural disaster, so the city lord of Yir can only tremble his hands and watch his decades of hard work melt into naught in a few seconds.

After the destruction of Fort Ilvon, the tsunami continued its march towards the newly built town of the halflings, which had just been built and was not as strong as Fort Ilvon, so it could not withstand the impact of the tsunami.

However, just because towns can't resist doesn't mean that some beings can't resist either!

"Verdant Fields!"

Without warning, an emerald green field loomed over the town, and the six gods emerged from the field and stood before the tsunami.

But the most athletic of them all, stretched out his palm, and a green field stretched out to stop it before the tsunami—and the tsunami that had just washed away Fort Ilvon was like a gentle spring absorbed by a green sponge, and quietly lost its track.

"Guardian Lord Yudala!"

"Alfrin, the god of war!"

"The goddess of love, and the god of thieves!"

The halfling on the top of the mountain immediately knelt down and prayed to the six gods in the air on the rocks - they were devout believers in the first place, otherwise they would not have been taken by the halfling gods to this island far from the continent of Faren to carry out the plans of the gods - and the gods would not have abandoned them for their own plans.

As for the Lord of Ilvonburg, he prayed to the gods he believed in with the same devotion - although in his heart he complained a little about why the gods had not appeared sooner so that they could have preserved Ilvonburg - but he knew that the gods had their own ideas of gods, and there was no need for mortals to guess at all.

"The gods have performed miracles!"

"The future development of Il Island is absolutely protected by the gods!"

As the archbishop of the Church of the Lord God of Yudala, it is naturally impossible for Miro to give up such a great opportunity for propaganda - under his propaganda, even if they do not belong to the halflings, there are dozens of humans who have lost their homes and believe in the halflings gods, and Miro's words are also deeply rooted in the hearts of the halflings who are praying sincerely.

The island is protected by the gods, so what else is there to fear?

............

Beyond the Void, infinite powers were looking down on the main physical plane, from the fall of Margauk, the sinking of Elvon Island, to the destruction of Fort Ilvon, and the miracles of the halfling gods—all of which he watched.

But, for him, all of this was just fun—he had survived for countless years, and would live for countless years, and this infinite power was already the supreme being in the entire Torel Crystal Wall system—and the endless life made him choose to sleep to live.

And it's also quite good to be able to watch such an interesting performance before falling asleep!

"It's fun!"

After a slight reminiscence, Infinite Power turned and walked towards the palace behind him—a fragment torn from the Infinite Astral Realm, which he had placed in the void between the planes.

On this fragment, there are magnificent palaces, the walls are silver, the roofs are gold, countless gems are set on them, and even the floor is full of the brilliant core of the fire elemental—the highest glory for these fire elementals to be able to serve as a source of heat on the floor.

As always, Infinity could drink a glass of pure water from the source of the River Styx, directing the palace to glow softly—he was ready to fall into a deep sleep again—and before he fell asleep, he wanted to read something that he had seen so many times before, and would see so many times.

The contents were carved into a terracotta tablet – and with each view, there were a few small changes to the content that made him want to keep looking.

However, when he reached his bedroom, he found that the clay slab that had been at the head of his bed was gone! But, for him, it was only interesting - he had survived for countless years, and would live for countless years, this infinite power was already the supreme being in the entire Torreel Crystal Wall system, and the endless life made him choose to sleep to live.

And it's also quite good to be able to watch such an interesting performance before falling asleep!

"It's fun!"

After a slight reminiscence, Infinite Power turned and walked towards the palace behind him—a fragment torn from the Infinite Astral Realm, which he had placed in the void between the planes.

On this fragment, there are magnificent palaces, the walls are silver, the roofs are gold, countless gems are set on them, and even the floor is full of the brilliant core of the fire elemental—the highest glory for these fire elementals to be able to serve as a source of heat on the floor.

As always, Infinity could drink a glass of pure water from the source of the River Styx, directing the palace to glow softly—he was ready to fall into a deep sleep again—and before he fell asleep, he wanted to read something that he had seen so many times before, and would see so many times.

The contents were carved into a terracotta tablet – and with each view, there were a few small changes to the content that made him want to keep looking.

But when he came to his bedroom, he found that the clay slab that had been at the head of his bed was gone! As usual, the infinite power drank a glass of pure water from the source of the Styx, directing the palace to glow softly—he was ready to fall into a deep sleep again—and before he fell asleep, he wanted to read something more that he had seen and would read countless times before.

The contents were carved into a terracotta tablet – and with each view, there were a few small changes to the content that made him want to keep looking.