Rebuilding Terra

After the Ozma incident, Held was like an extraordinary wise man who was high above the clouds and overlooking everything in the world. Her insight, as sharp as a sharp blade, was like a mysterious light that could penetrate all the fog and barriers in the world. In that mysterious and unpredictable time and space, she seemed to have a pair of divine eyes that could see through everything, and easily noticed a crucial problem in the prehistoric world - that is, the remarkable lack of holy-level combat power.

When people in the prehistoric world face the numerous challenges and crises that keep coming like surging tides and covering the whole world, although they have their own strength and courage, and have an indomitable fighting spirit and perseverance, they are still somewhat powerless in the face of such powerful challenges and crises. They are like ships that are struggling to move forward in a storm and struggling in the stormy waves. Although they try their best to control their own destiny, although they try their best to raise the sails and paddle the oars, they still cannot control their own destiny.

Without the guidance and support of the Saint-level combat power, they could not effectively help Held kill the apostle to achieve her carefully planned grand plan. The plan was like a carefully constructed magnificent palace, with every detail carefully considered and every link crucial.

Held stood quietly in the mysterious space, like a statue full of mysterious power. Her eyes, like deep lake water, flashed with thoughtful light, and the light was like the bright stars in the night sky, deep and bright, and every flash seemed to contain endless wisdom and profound thinking. Her beautiful yet mysterious face showed a trace of determination, and that determination was like a deep mark carved on hard rock, firm and unshakable, as if no power could change her determination.

She knew that in order for her plan to be able to move forward smoothly like a precise gear, she had to change this situation. So, a grand and mysterious layout, as vast and boundless as the vast universe, quietly formed in her mind. The layout was like a huge spider web, with each thread carefully designed and arranged, and each node containing mysterious power and profound meaning. Each thread seemed to be the traction of fate, and each node seemed to be the intersection of opportunities.

Held began to carefully lay out the prehistoric world. Her slender and elegant fingers danced gently, as if playing a silent but heart-stirring piece of music. Each movement of her fingers seemed to carry a mysterious rhythm, as if weaving an invisible web of fate. The web of fate slowly unfolded in the void, like a mysterious cloud, gradually spreading, as if to cover the entire prehistoric world. Each thread seemed to be a mysterious clue, and each grid seemed to be a hidden secret.

Held sent a message to Alice. Her voice was like an oracle from ancient times, full of majesty and irresistible power. The voice was like thunder descending from the sky, with a shocking power that made people irresistible. "Alice, you have an important mission. Now, you have to travel through the wilderness, find the right person, and help him grow into a saint-level combat force." The voice echoed in the air, as if it was the call of fate and the entrustment of a mission.

After receiving the order, Alice's pretty face showed a firm expression. Her eyes flashed with determination and courage, like two burning flames that could dispel all darkness and fear. She knew that she was about to embark on a journey full of challenges and unknowns. The journey might be full of difficulties and obstacles, and might hide countless crises and traps, but she was not afraid. She was like a brave warrior, ready to meet all the challenges that were coming.

She nodded gently, as if to show Held her determination and confidence. Her eyes flashed with a resolute light, which was like a sharp sword that could cut through all obstacles. She knew that she had a great mission and had to go all out.

The power of time and space was activated again. It was a mysterious power that seemed to be able to distort the entire world. Waves of light began to surge around Alice, and the light was like a jumping elf, full of vitality and energy. Each light carried mysterious runes and powerful energy fluctuations, as if it was a mysterious power passed down from ancient times. Those runes flashed with mysterious light, as if telling an ancient story, and those energy fluctuations spread like ripples, as if touching the pulse of the world.

The power of time and space was like a surging tide, enveloping Alice. She felt as if she was in a vortex of time, and everything around her became blurred. Time and space seemed to have lost their original meaning at this moment, and she seemed to be traveling through an endless tunnel of time and space, moving towards an unknown direction. The tunnel was flashing with mysterious light, as if it was a passage to another world, full of mystery and unknown.

Alice first placed her eyes precisely on the four famous demon kings of the demon clan heaven. She was like a calm and sharp observer, hiding in the dark, with a sharp gaze, as if she could penetrate all disguises and cover-ups. Her eyes were fixed tightly on the four demon kings, as if she wanted to take in every subtle expression and action of theirs. She was like a shrewd hunter, looking for her prey.

She quietly observed the four demon kings, and every subtle expression and action could not escape her keen perception like a falcon. Nuwa, the demon king with a graceful figure and extraordinary temperament, first attracted Alice's special attention. Her graceful figure seemed to be a masterpiece of nature, and every movement was full of elegance and charm. She was like a beautiful goddess, emitting charming light.

Alice's eyes were fixed on Nuwa, as if she wanted to penetrate her soul and explore the secrets hidden in her body. Her eyes were like sharp arrows, able to penetrate all obstacles and reach the core of the truth. She tried to find the clues she needed from Nuwa and solve the mystery in her heart.

After careful observation, Alice was surprised to find that Nuwa actually contained a strange power. That power seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious veil, emitting an indescribable aura. That aura was like a lighthouse in the fog, although it was vague, it was full of attraction. That power was like a hidden treasure, waiting to be discovered.

Alice frowned slightly and fell into deep thought. Her beautiful face showed a thoughtful expression, as if she was trying to solve a complex puzzle. She tried to recall the rumors and news she had heard when she traveled in the prehistoric world, trying to find clues related to this strange power. Various images and information kept flashing through her mind, like a fierce brainstorm.

Suddenly, a key piece of information flashed through her mind. It seemed that someone had mentioned a mysterious power called Hongmeng Purple Qi. In the prehistoric world, only those who possessed Hongmeng Purple Qi had the hope of embarking on the path to becoming a saint. Alice's eyes lit up instantly, as if she had found a key to open a mysterious door. The key was like a ray of dawn, illuminating her path forward.

After careful consideration, Alice made a decisive decision. Nuwa was the first target she chose. She knew that this choice would start a journey full of challenges and opportunities, and would have a profound impact on the fate of the entire prehistoric world. The decision was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples, foreshadowing that a thrilling chess game was about to begin.