Twilight Speaker

Chapter 210: Creating a Small World
Seven days have passed since the White Star Incident.

In seven days, many powerful beings in the White Star Territory gathered together and used every possible method they could think of.

From working together to slash the cross of unknown material, to using the Thinker Oracle, and even trying to borrow the power of the Dimensional Evil God.
Without exception, all failed.

The cross made of unknown material could not be moved at all.

In other words, Her Majesty the Queen of White Star Country has been nailed to the cross in the capital for seven days.

"Now how to do?"

There was a powerful being as bright as the blazing sun hanging high in the sky, with a solemn expression:

"An unknown disaster occurred. The entire Meng family manor was enveloped in a dark red color. Your Majesty was nailed to the cross and could not communicate or be rescued."

Another powerful man in a robe opened his eyes:

"It's very troublesome. The news cannot be covered up at all. The Secret Society is ready to make a move. According to intelligence, many cultists of the Secret Society have taken this opportunity to pour into the capital. Could this incident be related to the Secret Society?"

"Probably."

An indifferent voice sounded, and the powerful beings in the sky bowed their heads in respect.

The one who spoke was the last pillar of the White Star Nation, the former old ruler, the third uncle of the current emperor, a top figure who had established himself in the third step of the True God realm many years ago!
No one knows where He is now.

The old king, wearing a black eye patch on his right eye, walked over in the swirling clouds, with some bright lights floating behind him.

Along with His steps, there were the sounds of drums and bells, and a majestic aura filled the air.
"Xiao Yue went to the Meng's manor to confront Old Meng because she realized that the Meng family was colluding with the Order Cult and the Secret Society."

After a pause, the old king continued:
"The current abnormality is most likely caused by the Meng family. They may have communicated with a very powerful demon god."

On the side, the Thinking Pope, who had been keeping his eyes down, raised his head and asked:

"What should we do now?"

"Nothing can be done. We can only pray that the Great Thinker will step down and prepare for the ceremony."

After a pause, the old king continued:
"At the same time, seal off the capital and conduct a comprehensive investigation. A large number of cultists from the Secret Society have poured in. I suspect they have some plan."

"It's impossible."

The Pope nodded, his long hair fluttering in the wind, and said:

"But there's no need to blockade the capital, right? It would bring extremely bad consequences. Besides, with you and I in charge here, what kind of waves can the Secret Society stir up?"

"Caution comes first."

The old king spoke briefly:
“Everything has started to get chaotic.”

………………

The Meng family manor is wrapped in dark red curtains.

Chen Xiang took a sip of hot tea, slowly withdrew his palm, and the bright light gradually dissipated.

At this point, the last blessing has been completed.

Each of the dozens of high-ranking members of the Order Church present here received Chen Xiang's personal blessing.

And the blessing of a great one
After receiving this blessing, dozens of church leaders, even the weakest ones, have already reached the peak of the angel level, approaching the realm of false gods.

For example, Pope Wu Ku, Archpriest Mori and others already have a huge amount of faith blessing, and now they have undergone a qualitative change and made real leaps and bounds.

The former soared to the peak of the divine spirit and condensed the illusory godhood. If it weren't for the insufficient number of believers, he would have been raised to the level of a true god by Chen Xiang.

The latter is slightly weaker, but also stands on the sixth step of the long ladder to godhood, and ranks among the top giants.
After all, Mori is not the Pope and has no direct believers, otherwise he would be able to enter the upper three levels of gods.

"I'm going to be away for a short time."

Chen Xiang looked at the dozens of senior executives who had received the blessing and said in a calm voice:
"With the Crimson Curtain here, there won't be any changes for the time being. You all wait here. I won't be away for long."

Dozens of people bowed their heads respectfully, enthusiastically and devoutly. Yu Jin, who was standing by, asked quietly:

"What exactly are you going to do? Aren't you here to look for that Li Xiaotong?"

Chen Xiang smiled:
"No need to look for her. I can sense that she is approaching the White Star capital. I have something more important to do."

As he spoke, his gaze became deep, and vaguely, he could already sense the aura of the thinker, which meant that the thinker had already cast his gaze here and his attention was attracted!
Now is the best time.

Chen Xiang glanced at Yu Jin and spoke slowly:
"Please help keep an eye on it. Although there is a high probability that no accidents will happen, we still want to be prepared for the possibility of one."

"no problem."

Yu Jin nodded slightly:

"In the current reality, apart from you, no one is better than me. At most, they are on par with me. You can rest assured."

"can."

Chen Xiang nodded slowly, his body twisted slightly, and suddenly disappeared.

…………

outside reality.

Chen Xiang did not go looking for the [Angry Man] immediately, but instead wandered to the floating island deep in the chaotic void.

He stood high above the island, overlooking the big island, looking at the flocks of birds and beasts, the mountains and forests, and the flowing water, with a very deep gaze.

This island is very wide, even larger than the Great City. It used to be the private land of the Lord of Death. After the Lord of Death fell, it became an ownerless place.

"Reproduce."

Chen Xiang mobilized the power of life that he held, and divine rain began to fall on the floating island. All things grew wildly, and the vegetation grew lush and vigorous.

"good fortune."

The authority of life and the authority of death are mutually reinforcing and counteracting. After fully mastering the authority of death, although the authority of life is incomplete, it has reached a new height.

The divine rain fell on the mud on the island, splashing out many mud dots, and each mud dot turned into a baby.
In just a moment, thousands of crying babies appeared on the island. They had no father or mother, and were born out of thin air. In a sense,
This is [Ancestor].

"Time."

Chen Xiang had neither the patience nor the time to wait for the babies to grow up, so he pushed the time cane to its limit, causing the speed of time on the floating island to increase dramatically.
One breath in the outside world is ten years!

The babies grew up in the blink of an eye, and then grew old and died in the blink of an eye. In just a quarter of an hour, these people passed through countless generations and gradually formed a tribe.
After Chen Xiang injected some pseudo-truth authority and released a large amount of knowledge, the human community on the floating island developed civilization within hundreds of years on the island and one or two minutes outside the island.

A rudimentary civilization.

The first islander observed an old man standing for a long time above the dark sky, kneeling on the ground and calling out to the gods.

Afterwards, countless statues of Chen Xiang emerged on the island like mushrooms after rain.

Chen Xiang, who was quietly observing everything, smiled. He realized that his ability to [observe] seemed to have improved further, and thought:
"Observation. So this is what observation is."

He shook his head without thinking too much. This was an unexpected surprise. This was not his original intention.
Chen Xiang raised the Time Wand high, mobilized his own divine power, and completed the last step.

The hazy primordial divine energy flowed down like silk, wrapping the entire floating island in it, presenting an oval shape that looked like a giant egg.

last of the last,
Chen Xiang mobilized the essence of reality contained in himself and injected it into the "egg".

"What are you doing?"

The mirror couldn't help but ask.

Chen Xiang smiled:
"Creating a new [reality]. I succeeded."

(End of this chapter)