Rebuilding Terra

Fate is like an invisible hand, as if woven from mysterious threads, silently controlling the direction of all things in the world behind the curtain of time and space. It is like a mysterious dancer hidden in the mist, whose every dance step affects the trajectory of countless lives. It is mysterious and elusive, like a silent call from the endless abyss, which makes people feel awe and confusion.

Lotus, the overlord who used to dominate the ocean like a king, once turned the tide in the deep and vast ocean world, making countless creatures tremble. However, now, the wheel of fate has brought him to an unexpected predicament. He is trapped on the huge Kunpeng, like a warrior in despair, and has to fight a thrilling and fierce battle with the mysterious fate. His huge body rises and falls slightly on the back of Kunpeng, and every breath seems to be an unyielding struggle against fate.

The army of the heavens was like a surging tide, with an indomitable momentum, approaching the direction of Rotus step by step. Each of them seemed to be a firm chess piece on the chessboard of fate, wearing armor that shone with mysterious and brilliant light. On the armor, the mysterious runes were like dancing flames, emitting a heart-pounding power. In their hands, they held powerful and frightening weapons, which were either sharp blades flashing with cold light, as if they could easily cut off all obstacles in the world; or staffs emitting mysterious light, each swing could trigger energy fluctuations between heaven and earth. In their eyes, determination and resoluteness were like a blazing flame, extremely hot and unshakable, as if no force could stop their pace. Every soldier seemed to be a fearless warrior driven by the mysterious power of fate, taking firm steps and moving unswervingly towards their set goals.

Soon, the celestial army rushed to the temple of Lotos, which was built by the demons with great difficulty. This temple was once like a solid fortress, a precious shelter for Lotos to avoid the scorching sun. However, now it is facing the terrible crisis of being destroyed. It stands there quietly, as if silently telling of the impending disaster.

With a fierce roar that seemed to tear the world apart, the celestial army launched their powerful attack. Various advanced and amazingly technological weapons were like a downpour of raindrops, smashing madly at the ancient and solemn temple. The temple that had stood firm for years and was extremely solid began to gradually collapse under this fierce attack like a storm. Huge stones flew everywhere like falling stars, and the dust raised was like rolling clouds, filling the entire sky, as if the whole world was trembling and groaning under this terrible attack.

Without the shelter of the temple, the blazing sunlight that seemed to melt everything poured down on him without reservation. As an octopus-like marine creature, leaving the familiar embrace of water made him extremely weak, as if he had lost the source of his strength. Coupled with the merciless sunlight that burned like a sword of fire, his originally powerful strength seemed to be taken away bit by bit by an invisible hand, causing him to feel immense pain and struggle.

However, Lotus did not give up. He knew that he had reached this crucial step on this difficult road and could not easily succumb to the ruthless manipulation of fate. At this time, the mysterious mental barrier was about to be broken by his countless attacks. This was his last ray of hope in this dark predicament. That hope was like the twinkling stars in the night sky, weak but incomparably firm.

Rotus gritted his teeth, as if he was having a silent battle with fate. He resolutely decided to use his scarred body to resist the crazy attack of the heavenly army, and concentrated all his energy to break through the mental barrier that blocked his progress. His eyes became extremely firm at that moment, as if burning with an unyielding flame, which was hot and bright, able to penetrate all darkness and fog. He had only one belief in his heart, that is, he must break through these obstacles and find his own power.

The attack of the Celestial Army became more and more fierce, like a storm that destroyed the world. All kinds of powerful spells and amazing technological weapons intertwined in the air to form a gorgeous and dangerous scene. The laser beams streaked across the sky like lightning, carrying the power to destroy everything; the whole sky seemed to have turned into a battlefield full of death and destruction.

Under this bombardment, Lotus' body suffered unimaginable pain. His tough skin was scorched by this powerful attack, and his wounds were like open bloody mouths, constantly bleeding. But he still clenched his teeth tightly, without making a single groan. His firm will was as hard as steel, and he always persisted no matter how much pain he endured. It must be said that the apostle's powerful strength was fully demonstrated at this moment. Although he was seriously injured and his body was almost collapsed, his will was like an indestructible mountain, standing firm.

Time passed by like a silent stream, and Lotus was suffering in endless pain and stubborn persistence. Every minute and every second was a life-and-death battle with fate for him. Finally, at a critical and thrilling moment, the mental barrier that had troubled him for a long time made a crisp cracking sound. The sound was like the dawn, instantly illuminating the hope in Lotus' heart. Lotus successfully broke through it.

At that moment, a force so powerful that it seemed to be able to overturn the world surged out of Lotus' body. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately used his mental power to control the huge Kunpeng under him with his firm will and strong mental power.

Under the control of Lotus, Kunpeng began to fly slowly into the sky, like an eagle that had broken free from its restraints. However, the Heavenly Army did not give up. They were unwilling to let Lotus escape so easily, and continued to launch crazy attacks, trying to prevent Lotus from escaping.

Lotus knew that he had to protect Kunpeng. He used his scarred and bloody body to resolutely protect Kunpeng from the damage that was coming like a tide. He was full of worry, afraid that Kunpeng could not withstand such damage and could not fly back with him. Because he deeply understood that only by returning to the familiar sky and sea could he restore his once powerful strength, regain his dignity and glory, and become the awe-inspiring overlord of the ocean again.

During this difficult protection process, Lotus's injuries became more serious. Blood continued to flow like a flood, and his breath became weaker and weaker, as if he could disappear at any time. But he never gave up. The firm belief in his heart was like a bright lighthouse, guiding him to move forward in this dark predicament. He had only one thought in his mind, that is, he must return to the Sky Sea, no matter what the cost.

As Kunpeng continued to fly, passing through layers of clouds, they finally gradually approached the sky above the Sea of ​​Sky. As Lotus looked at the familiar blue ocean, an indescribable joy surged in his heart. The joy was like a surging tide, instantly filling his heart. The blue ocean was shining with charming light under the sunshine, as if it was opening its warm arms to him, welcoming his return. He seemed to see the scene of himself regaining his strength and galloping freely in the ocean again. That was the scene he most desired in his heart.