St. Sarl City was an ancient and sacred city. In that city, there were countless miracles and legends. It was the holy city of the Church of Light and the holy land of countless believers in the Goddess of Light.
When one looked at the holy city from the defensive wall, one could feel the thousands of years of stormy growth and historical aura it exuded. Faith and divine power seemed to permeate every corner of the city and it brimmed with a sacred aura and mighty power.
“This is St. Sarl City!”
The birds in the sky flew past the hot-air balloon airship, passing the white spire and soaring into the far distance. They called to each other with melodious twittering.
After several extensions of the St. Sarl City, the holy city had grown taller and larger. Most of the stone buildings were twenty to thirty meters tall. There were square-sized white minarets, round castles with diamond-shaped windows, sacred and solemn churches, some drab clergyman colleges, roads and intersections many meters wide, and beautiful shop windows and stores on both sides of the streets.
Buildings were stacked on top of each other with stairs and handrails leading up and down, connected bridges, traces of plants and trees could be seen in the mid-air, while the Temple of Light located in the middle of the city was the tallest buildings of all. It seemed to reach the clouds.
The stairway leading to the Temple of Light was so tall that it looked like it could lead people from the earth directly into the clouds. Ordinary people even didn’t have enough strength to climb such a high staircase. If one climbed up the stairway and stood before the Temple of Light, they felt like they could see the whole world at once.
“Living in such a place for a long time, I’m afraid it’ll make people think that they’re leaders above everyone else or even removed from the rest of the world!” When Rode was standing there that was the first thought that popped into his mind.
The city under his feet exemplified the combination of the ancient and the new era of Magic Crystal. The public transportation Steam Locomotive was passing around Goddess Square on tracks, airships took off and darted into the clouds, shops were filled with all kinds of magic crystal alchemy devices, coffee shops were filled with whirring magic crystal ceiling fans, and Steam Trucks were carrying magic ice refrigerators filled with goods for the grocery store.
“The World of Light!”
At twelve o’clock, a melodious, holy, and pure female voice that pierced the soul had attracted Rode’s attention. The Magic Crystal Clock Tower triggered a divine projection. It projected the movement of time into the sky so that everyone could look up to see the passage of time and the heavenly city.
Believers in the city, whether they were working or resting, stopped in their tracks and looked at the beautiful and sacred divine projection in the sky. They began to pray, “Long live the goddess!”
Throughout the whole city, the people were bustling with noise and excitement. There were huge crowds of people everywhere. They allowed Rode to feel the vitality and energy of the world’s most famous ancient city.
“Such a beautiful era, such a beautiful world, I’ll never allow anything to destroy it!” While he was looking at the scene, Rode muttered to himself, then turned and walked towards the Temple of Light.
Inside the hall of the Church of Light, there were many Cardinals, Archbishops, Prime Ministers from the various Kingdoms and even some Kings and Popes were present. Other than that, there were many top-notch professionals, masters of Space Magic, and first-class alchemy warlocks.
The moment Rode stepped on the stage, he saw everyone turned to look at him. He felt that he was standing in the middle of the world stage because the people watching him represented the whole world.
Rode put a Magic Crystal Projector on the stage and projected pictures and data into the air so that everyone in the hall could see.
“This is the Rode’s Bitwall, although I hate to call it by that name because it indicates death. You can see that from this data generated from our detailed calculations that in thirty-two years’ time, the Bitwall will crash into Maria’s World and cause widespread destruction!”
Rode showed another picture, this time a map of the secondary world. “The core world will be severely damaged as a whole. There are only two places that will be unaffected, the Star Kingdom and Hell!”
Rode looked down at everyone present. “We’re all believers in God. God will bless us. Most of the people present may have a chance to survive.” Rode looked at the clergyman of the Church of Light. “It could be in Heaven!” Then he looked at the believers from the Temple of Sky and a large number of professionals. “Or in Hell!”
Just then, Rode said angrily, “But who wants to live like that? Open your eyes and look at the world. Billions of people, infinite living beings, everything will be destroyed and annihilated. Only a bleak and desolate world will be left, and then everything will have to start again!”
Just then, someone in the audience said, “It may be better to start a new era. This is the punishment for our sins from the gods. Only those who will survive are the most devout to the gods. We’ll then create a promising and greater era of eternity.”
The one who stood up and spoke was the young male priest of Lord Torvald. He was strong and powerful looking and had the face of an ancient warrior. He hollered at everyone, “This is not destruction, but rebirth!” He looked back at all the clergymen. “This is not the doomsday, but the Judgement Day! In the trial of thunder and fire, we’ll usher in a new era and create a better world!”
To Rode’s surprise, such a slogan resonated with many who were present. Many of the clergymen were in leadership positions in their churches. They felt superior and looked down on all others. They had long lives and immense power. They assumed they were the spokespersons of gods, chosen to lead and guide all living beings on behalf of gods!
All other living beings were simply a flock of sheep under the guidance of gods, but they were different. They were the shepherds serving the gods. They had long ago lost their old identities and the memory that they too were once ordinary people. More importantly, this was a disaster that would affect the whole world. Even the gods couldn’t stop it. They didn’t believe that they could prevent it themselves, nor did they believe that Rode, the so-called Space Magic Master, could stop such a disaster. That meeting enabled Rode to clearly see the honest truth of the world. Even if doomsday was imminent, those in the hall believed that they could survive.
The noble mermaids from the Mermaid Kingdom had never spoken but Rode heard that they were looking for the legendary ancient city of sea gods, the Poseidon City. The noble mermaids weren’t worried about the imminent calamity; they believed that their God of the Sea, Gina, would never give up on them.
Needless to say, the followers of the God of Death would be returning to their world. Hell was their home to return to and it was their main desire.
As for the elves, their population was small. The Moon Elves of the Silver Moon Kingdom and the Daytime Elves of the Sunshine Kingdom had a total population of only two million. Even a great disaster wouldn’t be a problem for them. The Dragon Raja felt the same way since there were only a handful of them; the Kingdom of the Lord of Time had ample spaces prepared for them.
The gods had long known that the world was about to come to an end and they had their people’s backs. The gods must have planned for their futures. It was only the myriads of living things who were still in the dark about things that would perish.
The meeting ended in a heated debate and Rode’s heart became ice-cold. However, Rode also received the attention and support of many people, especially the Temple of Civilization, from the three Gods of Civilization, and from the Kingdom of Sumerian, all of which spared no effort to support Rode’s plan.
Rode traveled all over the Alen Continent and received some support from the top figures of various churches. Finally, at the invitation of the Red Moon Business Group and his friend Alice, he went to the Exotic Kingdom to begin his new research.
Rode’s Master Tower was rebuilt on an offshore island in the Exotic Kingdom of Hollyma, known as Rode Island. With the participation of clergymen from the three Gods of Civilization, the Church of Light, the Faith of the Sun, and the Temple of the Sky, a large number of professionals from around the world also flocked to participate in the exploration of Rode’s Bitwall. A city was gradually formed.
The major churches had also launched their own exploration into Rode’s Bitwall. While they had a contingency plan, they still tried to explore Rode’s Bitwall. They had to at least figure out how destructive the disaster would ultimately be.
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“Judgement Day is coming! Everyone will wash away their sins and be reborn!”
“We’ll usher in the beginning of a new era!”
That was the reaction of a low-ranking clergyman who had discovered the news about the destruction of the world. But the following day, he went insane and ran madly down the street crying, “A new era, a new world!”
“The Judgement Day is coming!”
“The cruel verdict from the gods determined the fate of all beings!”
“True Gods, however, have opened up a paradise for you. If you believe in Gods, you’ll be redeemed; you’ll be able to go to his kingdom to receive protections and blessings!”
A man in a bizarre black robe with a red wheel printed on his back stood in crowded places in various cities, publicizing the news that Judgement Day was approaching.
Among the chaos and threats, there were evil forces that wanted to exploit the situation to gain power and rise up. The Ghost Wizard and Demon Warlocks hiding in the darkness appeared frequently. Their power became increasingly strong. They sparked chaos in an attempt to strengthen their power and then planned to enter the abyss or the Kingdom of Death before the Judgement Day.
High-level professionals, who had immense power, knew about the news ahead of time and were each looking for their own way out. They wanted to reserve a place with the Gods they believed in. Some were even trying their best to open the doors to Hell and into the Kingdom of Death, or even into the abyss.
Others frantically looked for legendary ancient cities such as the Poseidon City, the Motherland of Gods, the Wizard Tower, and the Fairyland of Sylve’s Elves. They heard those cities were out of the control of the world. Legends said that they had the power to resist the gods and escape from the shackles of the world, and they hoped that they could escape Judgement Day by going there.
Others went to all corners of the world hoping to find a legendary divine artifact.
Eventually, even the businessmen who traveled to some remote towns expressed their fears in the tavern and spread the terrible news.
St. Sarl City was an ancient and sacred city. In that city, there were countless miracles and legends. It was the holy city of the Church of Light and the holy land of countless believers in the Goddess of Light.
When one looked at the holy city from the defensive wall, one could feel the thousands of years of stormy growth and historical aura it exuded. Faith and divine power seemed to permeate every corner of the city and it brimmed with a sacred aura and mighty power.
“This is St. Sarl City!”
The birds in the sky flew past the hot-air balloon airship, passing the white spire and soaring into the far distance. They called to each other with melodious twittering.
After several extensions of the St. Sarl City, the holy city had grown taller and larger. Most of the stone buildings were twenty to thirty meters tall. There were square-sized white minarets, round castles with diamond-shaped windows, sacred and solemn churches, some drab clergyman colleges, roads and intersections many meters wide, and beautiful shop windows and stores on both sides of the streets.
Buildings were stacked on top of each other with stairs and handrails leading up and down, connected bridges, traces of plants and trees could be seen in the mid-air, while the Temple of Light located in the middle of the city was the tallest buildings of all. It seemed to reach the clouds.
The stairway leading to the Temple of Light was so tall that it looked like it could lead people from the earth directly into the clouds. Ordinary people even didn’t have enough strength to climb such a high staircase. If one climbed up the stairway and stood before the Temple of Light, they felt like they could see the whole world at once.
“Living in such a place for a long time, I’m afraid it’ll make people think that they’re leaders above everyone else or even removed from the rest of the world!” When Rode was standing there that was the first thought that popped into his mind.
The city under his feet exemplified the combination of the ancient and the new era of Magic Crystal. The public transportation Steam Locomotive was passing around Goddess Square on tracks, airships took off and darted into the clouds, shops were filled with all kinds of magic crystal alchemy devices, coffee shops were filled with whirring magic crystal ceiling fans, and Steam Trucks were carrying magic ice refrigerators filled with goods for the grocery store.
“The World of Light!”
At twelve o’clock, a melodious, holy, and pure female voice that pierced the soul had attracted Rode’s attention. The Magic Crystal Clock Tower triggered a divine projection. It projected the movement of time into the sky so that everyone could look up to see the passage of time and the heavenly city.
Believers in the city, whether they were working or resting, stopped in their tracks and looked at the beautiful and sacred divine projection in the sky. They began to pray, “Long live the goddess!”
Throughout the whole city, the people were bustling with noise and excitement. There were huge crowds of people everywhere. They allowed Rode to feel the vitality and energy of the world’s most famous ancient city.
“Such a beautiful era, such a beautiful world, I’ll never allow anything to destroy it!” While he was looking at the scene, Rode muttered to himself, then turned and walked towards the Temple of Light.
Inside the hall of the Church of Light, there were many Cardinals, Archbishops, Prime Ministers from the various Kingdoms and even some Kings and Popes were present. Other than that, there were many top-notch professionals, masters of Space Magic, and first-class alchemy warlocks.
The moment Rode stepped on the stage, he saw everyone turned to look at him. He felt that he was standing in the middle of the world stage because the people watching him represented the whole world.
Rode put a Magic Crystal Projector on the stage and projected pictures and data into the air so that everyone in the hall could see.
“This is the Rode’s Bitwall, although I hate to call it by that name because it indicates death. You can see that from this data generated from our detailed calculations that in thirty-two years’ time, the Bitwall will crash into Maria’s World and cause widespread destruction!”
Rode showed another picture, this time a map of the secondary world. “The core world will be severely damaged as a whole. There are only two places that will be unaffected, the Star Kingdom and Hell!”
Rode looked down at everyone present. “We’re all believers in God. God will bless us. Most of the people present may have a chance to survive.” Rode looked at the clergyman of the Church of Light. “It could be in Heaven!” Then he looked at the believers from the Temple of Sky and a large number of professionals. “Or in Hell!”
Just then, Rode said angrily, “But who wants to live like that? Open your eyes and look at the world. Billions of people, infinite living beings, everything will be destroyed and annihilated. Only a bleak and desolate world will be left, and then everything will have to start again!”
Just then, someone in the audience said, “It may be better to start a new era. This is the punishment for our sins from the gods. Only those who will survive are the most devout to the gods. We’ll then create a promising and greater era of eternity.”
The one who stood up and spoke was the young male priest of Lord Torvald. He was strong and powerful looking and had the face of an ancient warrior. He hollered at everyone, “This is not destruction, but rebirth!” He looked back at all the clergymen. “This is not the doomsday, but the Judgement Day! In the trial of thunder and fire, we’ll usher in a new era and create a better world!”
To Rode’s surprise, such a slogan resonated with many who were present. Many of the clergymen were in leadership positions in their churches. They felt superior and looked down on all others. They had long lives and immense power. They assumed they were the spokespersons of gods, chosen to lead and guide all living beings on behalf of gods!
All other living beings were simply a flock of sheep under the guidance of gods, but they were different. They were the shepherds serving the gods. They had long ago lost their old identities and the memory that they too were once ordinary people. More importantly, this was a disaster that would affect the whole world. Even the gods couldn’t stop it. They didn’t believe that they could prevent it themselves, nor did they believe that Rode, the so-called Space Magic Master, could stop such a disaster. That meeting enabled Rode to clearly see the honest truth of the world. Even if doomsday was imminent, those in the hall believed that they could survive.
The noble mermaids from the Mermaid Kingdom had never spoken but Rode heard that they were looking for the legendary ancient city of sea gods, the Poseidon City. The noble mermaids weren’t worried about the imminent calamity; they believed that their God of the Sea, Gina, would never give up on them.
Needless to say, the followers of the God of Death would be returning to their world. Hell was their home to return to and it was their main desire.
As for the elves, their population was small. The Moon Elves of the Silver Moon Kingdom and the Daytime Elves of the Sunshine Kingdom had a total population of only two million. Even a great disaster wouldn’t be a problem for them. The Dragon Raja felt the same way since there were only a handful of them; the Kingdom of the Lord of Time had ample spaces prepared for them.
The gods had long known that the world was about to come to an end and they had their people’s backs. The gods must have planned for their futures. It was only the myriads of living things who were still in the dark about things that would perish.
The meeting ended in a heated debate and Rode’s heart became ice-cold. However, Rode also received the attention and support of many people, especially the Temple of Civilization, from the three Gods of Civilization, and from the Kingdom of Sumerian, all of which spared no effort to support Rode’s plan.
Rode traveled all over the Alen Continent and received some support from the top figures of various churches. Finally, at the invitation of the Red Moon Business Group and his friend Alice, he went to the Exotic Kingdom to begin his new research.
Rode’s Master Tower was rebuilt on an offshore island in the Exotic Kingdom of Hollyma, known as Rode Island. With the participation of clergymen from the three Gods of Civilization, the Church of Light, the Faith of the Sun, and the Temple of the Sky, a large number of professionals from around the world also flocked to participate in the exploration of Rode’s Bitwall. A city was gradually formed.
The major churches had also launched their own exploration into Rode’s Bitwall. While they had a contingency plan, they still tried to explore Rode’s Bitwall. They had to at least figure out how destructive the disaster would ultimately be.
————————————————
“Judgement Day is coming! Everyone will wash away their sins and be reborn!”
“We’ll usher in the beginning of a new era!”
That was the reaction of a low-ranking clergyman who had discovered the news about the destruction of the world. But the following day, he went insane and ran madly down the street crying, “A new era, a new world!”
“The Judgement Day is coming!”
“The cruel verdict from the gods determined the fate of all beings!”
“True Gods, however, have opened up a paradise for you. If you believe in Gods, you’ll be redeemed; you’ll be able to go to his kingdom to receive protections and blessings!”
A man in a bizarre black robe with a red wheel printed on his back stood in crowded places in various cities, publicizing the news that Judgement Day was approaching.
Among the chaos and threats, there were evil forces that wanted to exploit the situation to gain power and rise up. The Ghost Wizard and Demon Warlocks hiding in the darkness appeared frequently. Their power became increasingly strong. They sparked chaos in an attempt to strengthen their power and then planned to enter the abyss or the Kingdom of Death before the Judgement Day.
High-level professionals, who had immense power, knew about the news ahead of time and were each looking for their own way out. They wanted to reserve a place with the Gods they believed in. Some were even trying their best to open the doors to Hell and into the Kingdom of Death, or even into the abyss.
Others frantically looked for legendary ancient cities such as the Poseidon City, the Motherland of Gods, the Wizard Tower, and the Fairyland of Sylve’s Elves. They heard those cities were out of the control of the world. Legends said that they had the power to resist the gods and escape from the shackles of the world, and they hoped that they could escape Judgement Day by going there.
Others went to all corners of the world hoping to find a legendary divine artifact.
Eventually, even the businessmen who traveled to some remote towns expressed their fears in the tavern and spread the terrible news.
