Deep in the ocean

A peculiar submarine navigated through dense underwater vegetation, its propeller stirring the water into gentle currents as it moved forward.

A curious school of fish swam around the submarine. Some darted playfully outside the glass portholes, peeking inside as if trying to understand the strange vessel.

Through a window, a mythological spirit dressed in an inflated suit resembling an astronaut’s drifted about, swaying and wobbling within as if weightless.

Vellen carefully cradled a metallic egg, approaching the Dream Sovereign who had come to the second-level storage to retrieve something.

The golden-haired girl turned her head, her gaze settling on Vellen.

With a gentle smile, she looked at him and asked, “Have you succeeded?”

Vellen nodded respectfully. “Lady Hila, I have added another transformation form.”

On Vellen’s clothing, which might seem eccentric to ordinary people, were cartoon-like doodles of hot air balloons, houses, and submarines. Now, a new pattern of an aircraft had been added.

The Spirit’s Hot Air Balloon had taken on a new shape, transforming into its aircraft form.

As the mythological spirit of a Miracle Tool, Vellen shared certain traits with spirits. His clothing was inscribed with the characteristics of his own powers, much like the spirits’ Light of Wishes.

Vellen appeared delighted, as if gaining a new transformation form was like collecting a cherished card.

While the hot air balloon form could also fly, the aircraft form was more agile and versatile, making it an excellent addition.

“Lady Hila, am I stealing that demon spirit’s idea?”

Vellen seemed a bit embarrassed, recalling how the Life Sovereign Shelly had been complaining over the past few days about the little spirit stealing her ideas.

Hila shook her head and reassured him, explaining that she had known of the aircraft’s existence for a long time.

“God knew of this existence long ago, Vellen.”

“In the God-Gifted Era of the Trilobite Man, when everything was still in its infancy, the King of Wisdom Redlichia inscribed the image of the aircraft before the temple.”

“God knows all things yet chooses not to speak of them.”

Hila paused for a moment. Her eyes drifted toward the next level, where God resided and Redlichia’s molted shell rested.

“Perhaps it is because God knows of it that this aircraft was born in the river of time.”

“All wisdom and life originate from Yinsai. Everything in His mind reemerges in the flow of history.”

Vellen asked again, “Lady Hila, should we conceal this aircraft, or should we do something else with it?”

Hila considered for a moment before responding, “Why not give it to that demon spirit?”

Vellen glanced at the metallic egg and hesitated. “But it is not the same as it was before.”

The aircraft had been damaged in the storm. When Vellen repaired it, he casually modified it with miraculous power. Now, it no longer required fusion with a demon spirit and could be used directly.

If Ray were to get it back, he might not even recognize it as the one he originally had.

It was uncertain whether this change was for the better or worse. While now accessible to ordinary people, it had lost its compatibility with demon spirits.

At that moment, a figure shrouded in swirling black shadows appeared from the maze of storage cabinets.

The shadows carried her forward, and in an instant, she stood before Hila.

A small girl stepped off a large black hand, which vanished as soon as her feet touched the floor.

Before she could run over, her voice called out from a distance.

“Airplane, airplane~”

“Where did you go, my airplane?”

“Come out, come out, wherever you are!”

When the small girl descended from the black hand, her eyes immediately locked onto the metallic egg.

“Ah!“

“I found it! My airplane!”

This was the first time Hila had heard the term, so she turned to Shelly.

“An airplane?”

“What is that?”

Shelly pointed at the metallic egg and picked it up.

She tapped it with her hand, and the metallic egg began to vibrate. It made a duang sound as it transformed into an aircraft with a wingspan of several meters.

Her small frame held the massive airplane with ease.

“God called it an airplane.”

“If no one else wants it, then I’ll keep it!”

Hila gave the “airplane” to Shelly but reminded her, “Shelly, this belongs to someone else.”

Shelly happily played with her large toy as she answered Hila.

“God gave him another one, so this one is mine!”

Shelly was quite fond of the aircraft.

Even though she could not fly it herself, she found another way to enjoy it.

She lifted the aircraft high and moved through the second level of the vessel’s cabin, making whooshing sounds with her mouth to mimic the wind.

“Whoosh whoosh!“

The large aircraft seemed completely mismatched with her small frame.

The sight of her effortlessly lifting such a massive iron object with one hand would have been terrifying to ordinary people.

However, as Shelly dashed around the cabin with the oversized aircraft, it was not long before problems arose.

Crash!

A loud bang echoed from the distance as storage cabinets toppled over like a row of dominoes.

The mythological spirit Vellen immediately grew anxious. His shadow vanished in an instant, reappearing at the site of the “airplane incident.”

He made a flurry of quick movements, holding his head, cupping his chin, swaying rapidly from side to side, and stamping his feet on the ground.

He stared with visible distress at the airplane, now crashed on the floor. Yet he remained frozen in place, hesitant to act, knowing the one responsible was the Life Sovereign divine being.

In short, he looked utterly defeated.

Shelly climbed out from the mess, brushing off her dress and scratching her head.

“Ugh, this place is way too small!”

At this moment, Hila walked over. With a wave of her hand, everything returned to its original state.

“It is meant to fly in the sky. Of course this space is too confined for it.”

“And Shelly, Vellen places great value on his surroundings. Please try not to cause any more damage.”

Vellen said nothing, but he kept waving his hands to signal that it was fine.

Hila took Shelly’s hand, and together they walked toward the next level.

The mythological spirit Vellen stayed behind, meticulously examining the aftermath to ensure no marks had been left behind. Once he confirmed everything was intact, he exhaled deeply in relief.

In the great hall of the first level, the shadow of God Yinsai gradually took form, appearing on the chair near the fireplace.

He stirred from His slumber, returning from the dimension beyond time.

At that moment, Hila and Shelly entered the great hall. They seemed to be preparing to raise the submarine and go up for some fresh air.

Hila was the first to notice Yin Shen and immediately turned her gaze toward Him.

“God, You are awake.”

Hila continued, “The scenery below is beautiful, but it feels too somber. We are preparing to go up and take a look.”

Shelly, barely visible behind the massive airplane she was holding, called out cheerfully, “We’re going to take it outside and see how it flies!”

The way she said it, she seemed to intend to treat the airplane as a kite or toss it out like a paper airplane.

God Yinsai glanced at the large toy Shelly had acquired, then rose to His feet.

“Shelly, you have taken something that belongs to someone else. What will you offer in return?”

Shelly immediately set the large airplane aside and looked at Yin Shen.

“Didn’t You already give him another big airplane?” Shelly asked, crossing her arms.

“Why does he still want more? He’s so greedy!”

Yin Shen picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of flower tea.

“That is what I gave.”

“What will you give me in return?”

Shelly had always taken freely from Yin Shen and had never offered anything in return.

Now, hearing Yin Shen ask for something, she immediately pressed a hand over her pocket.

Shelly grew cautious, quickly trying to think of what treasures she might have that she could not afford to lose.

After a moment, she realized she did not have anything of her own. Everything she had came from God Yinsai, Hila, or the little spirits.

She shook her head firmly and replied to Yin Shen.

“I don’t have anything. I’m not like the spirits, who can just make things appear.”

“I really don’t have anything. I’m poor!”

As she spoke, the truth of her words dawned on her.

She pouted, her expression turning unhappy.

“You all can make things, but I can’t make anything.”

At this, Yin Shen revealed His true purpose.

“Then why not open the door for them ahead of time?”

“Clear the Black Storm and create a path to the outside world.”

Shelly quickly lowered her hands, her face lighting up with excitement.

For her, this task was incredibly easy.

“Then I’ll have them open the door.”

“No, wait. They can’t open the door at all. They’re so useless!”

“I had better go myself!”

The submarine surfaced. As the hatch opened, the three Supreme Divine Beings stepped onto the top deck.

In the distance, storms churned violently, but in this area, the skies were clear and bright, untouched by a single cloud.

It seemed as though the ominous clouds dared not intrude upon the view of the Supreme Divine Beings.

Standing at the very front of the submarine, Shelly reached into her black dress and pulled out her whistle.

She carefully wiped it clean with affection before placing it to her lips.

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The sovereign divine being, the Mother of Life, blew her whistle.

The whistle itself carried no extraordinary power, but with Shelly blowing it, the effect was profound.

An unseen force radiated outward from the submarine, spreading endlessly in every direction.

A terrifying pressure descended upon Ruhe Beast Island and the vast surrounding sea. The seven Ruhe Great Gods beneath the earth responded to their master’s call in unison.

The faint shadows of terrifying dark giant gods coalescing around Ruhe Beast Island began to move, their tentacles waving ominously.

The colossal shadows, stretching from the earth to the sky, shifted into one horrifying posture after another.

These were the demigods of life, the deities known as Ruhe.

The Ruhe Great God named Sele Sea Spirit withdrew its power from beneath the ocean, sinking deep into the trenches of the northern sea.

Its dispersed power gathered once more, connecting with the water veins of the Ice-Sealed Plateau and forming a continuous cycle.

The dark clouds in the sky turned into violent storms and heavy rain, pouring into the ocean. Countless monsters followed, descending into the great trenches of the northern sea.

Some Ruhe Great Gods controlled their power to separate completely from the sea’s surface. In the eastern region of Ruhe Beast Island, they transformed into mobile rainstorms and thunderclouds. Within the thunder, countless terrifying beings writhed, summoning storms and lightning that mortals saw as divine punishment.

Their power also connected with Thunder Marsh, endlessly drawing moisture from the ocean to create rainfall that nourished all of Ruhe Beast Island.

In the southern seas, volcanoes erupted one after another, forming new miniature islands. These islands and volcanic structures were the offspring of the Lava Monster.

Venturing into these islands could lead to rare discoveries or a perilous journey with no return.

Under the sound of the whistle, a series of strange phenomena unfolded across the vast sea.

The Ruhe Beasts began to regain control over their power, steadily gathering the immense divine energy that had once spread uncontrollably for tens of thousands of miles.