Chapter 657: A Beautiful New World

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Ten years later, on Mount Creation.

Ten years had pa.s.sed since the battle of the G.o.ds. On a certain hill on Mount Creation, a handsome young man with white hair was holding a walking stick. He was telling a story to a boy and a girl in front of him.

The young man was handsome, but his eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life.

For tens of thousands of years, the G.o.ds fought for the divine object left behind by the supreme G.o.d of Creation as well as the race chess pieces. Finally, ten years ago, a young man named Watson conquered all the G.o.ds and reunified the divine realm, resulting in the creation of the Kingdom of Kings. All the races in the divine realm are now in harmony, and they are flouris.h.i.+ng.

Grandpa Antonio, weve already heard that story. Change to another one.

The boy and the girl held the white-haired youths hand and pouted unhappily.

Youve heard it? Then let me tell you something else. Back then, before Watson became the king of the G.o.ds and unified the divine realm, he was just a child from a poor barons family. It was I, with my discerning eyes, who became his teacher, and that allowed him to have such an achievement.

Grandpa Antonio, weve heard that story before. Weve heard the first story a thousand times, and weve heard that story eight hundred times! Grandpa Antonio is old and muddle-headed. He cant even remember the story he told us. We might as well read the novel written by Aunt Margaret, the Legendary Hero, Watson Volume 108,000the War in the Divine Realm.

The young man merely smiled in the face of the boys disgruntled grumbling. A girl in a black dress strolled toward them from not far away. Walman and Alexander, why are you talking to Grandpa Antonio like that? she said as she motioned to Antonio. Apologize to him now.

Im sorry, Grandpa Antonio.

The two children stuck out their tongues and bowed to Antonio obediently.

Master Antonio, dinner is ready. Watson asked me to invite you to dinner.

You go ahead. I will go after I get some rest.

Antonio sent the girl in the black dress away and staggered up from the ground with his cane. A little hand reached out to support him. You are already so old, and you still like to brag about your trivial matters. No wonder the children dont like to listen to your stories.

Vivian stood beside Antonio. Her emerald-green dress fluttered in the wind as she winked at him.

I have the right to brag, unlike someone who is known as the Sword Saint. He became Watsons master even later. He did not teach anything useful, but he still kept bragging about himself.

You still like to compare yourself with Reid. Why cant you compare yourself with someone better?

Then lets compare ourselves to the good ones. Reids daughter, Christina, has been running to Watson recently. Some people said that they saw her flirting with Watson. I dont know if its a good thing or not! Lets hurry up. We cant let Christina get ahead of us. If its a good thing, then it will be good for our child.

Antonio glanced at Vivians slightly bulging belly, which made Vivian blush in embarra.s.sment.

What do you mean good for our child? Thats letting Watson off easy. You really dont know how to talk! After Watson unified the divine realm and became the king of the G.o.ds, he only married one wife, the former King of Angels, Nia. She even gave birth to a boy and a girl.

I did not expect it either, but the angels were more or less urging him to marry Nia. They said that before Watson made up his mind to marry Nia, the army of 100,000 angels blew the horn at his bedside day and night! Well, now that Watson has married Nia, the army of angels wont blow the horn, but other people like Nightingale, Princess Alice, and King Landhar IIIs youngest daughter go to his room every day. I think that guy doesnt know anything about relations.h.i.+ps, and he still has a long way to go.

Watson doesnt know anything about relations.h.i.+ps, but do you?

When we get back to the room, Ill talk to you about my feelings.

Amid Vivians exclamations, Antonio picked her up and led her away.

As they walked, they saw a small flower on the ground.

The white flower was visible everywhere on the ground. It reached the top of a hill. A purple-haired man stood in front of the tombstone and placed a pansy on top of it. It has been ten years, he said, visibly moved. It has been a long time since the Holy Dragon Kingdom was destroyed and the divine realm reunited. Everything feels like it only happened yesterday! The Holy Dragon Kingdoms hundreds of years of history pale in comparison to the divine realms ten thousand years. My desire for you will never fade. I will be back to see you next year. Oh, I failed to mention that I met a woman I like. We are getting married soon.

After talking for a long time, the purple-haired man turned around and left the hill. Behind him, the tiny flowers swayed as if they were congratulating him.

At a restaurant on the highest level of Mount Creation.

The place was pretty bustling at the time. According to how the divine realm was unified, the ma.s.sive restaurant was the size of a kingdom. Edwards family sat as the hosts on a long table with chairs in the center, surrounded by a nebula. One could see the dragons, sea folks, angels, and tens of thousands of other races from a lower vantage point. When those races were seated together, they did not appear to be crowded at all. They ate different foods and conversed peacefully with one another.

Wheres Watson? Hes not around every time we eat.

Edward knocked on the cutlery. The knife and fork in his hand collided with the plate, causing sparks as hot as the sun. Of course, everyone there was a G.o.d, so they were not afraid.

Lets eat. Watson went to the temple and specifically told us to eat first, Catherine, who was beside him, interrupted.

To the temple again? After Watson reorganized the race chess pieces, he built that temple and did not let us in. We dont even know whats so good inside. Forget it. Lets eat all the delicious food and leave nothing for him. Lets see if he will still be late in the future, Edward muttered, his voice becoming softer and softer.

At the Temple of Creation.

It was built after Watson reorganized all the race chess pieces. There was only one item inside, and that was a ma.s.sive crown.

The entire Temple of Creation was boundless. It was surrounded by a vast starry sky. Even G.o.ds would get lost there.

At that moment, there was only Watson and a youth, whose back was facing him. His entire body was covered in fog.

Watson, have you really decided to do that?

Yes, G.o.d of Creation.

Watson addressed the man whose back was toward him. After fusing all the race chess pieces, he obtained that origin-tier item called the G.o.d of Creation Crown, and the man was only a wisp of the G.o.d of Creations soul in the crown.

He had been speaking with the G.o.d of Creations soul after fusing for ten years. He had not seen his face yet, but he already knew a lot about him. For example, after creating the crown, he was forced to divide the G.o.d of Creations strength into numerous portions due to his powers exhaustion. He made several race chess pieces and distributed them to various races. He hoped that those races would be able to spread their wings and thrive.

He expected the races that had received the race chess pieces to coexist peacefully. Instead, they got into a fight. As a result, he called Watson and used the leftover G.o.d of Creations power to create the fusion system, which was precisely what Watson had envisioned.

Watson went there that day to make a decision. He had already used the fusion technique to merge with the entire divine realm and become its master. His strength had grown to the G.o.d of Creations level, and the fusion mechanism was no longer useful. As a result, he had to determine whether or not to keep the fusion system.

Ive already reached the peak of this world. All my family and friends can live happily ever after. My wish has been fulfilled, and I no longer need the fusion system. Thus, its better to give it to someone who needs it more.

As expected of the person Ive chosen. Since you say so, Ill take the crown and the fusion system.

The G.o.d of Creations soul grinned and whisked the two items away as if he had antic.i.p.ated Watson to say so. Oh right, I have been conversing with you for so long, but I still have not let you see my face, he said as his body faded. Please allow me to introduce myself.

The G.o.d of Creation revealed his face. It was a face that surprised Watson, and it looked just like the young man named Amon who had lost his finger.

My name is Amon. I am Amon, the G.o.d of Creation, and Amon, the time traveler. I am also the Amon who encountered you, the one who had lost his finger. Aside from that, I have a slew of other names! Thank you, Watson, for restoring life to the world I built. The problem of this world has been solved, and I will be traveling to a distant location. I eagerly await our fateful meeting.

After giving Watson a graceful bow, the G.o.d of Creation, Amon, disappeared.

Watson whispered to himself as he stood amid the boundless starry sky, So Amon is the G.o.d of Creation. He has always been there for me. He made different clones to travel to different worlds, using the name of the G.o.d of Creation as inspiration. He is a G.o.d who takes his time. Speaking of which, did he give me the fusion system since he has no method of resolving the conflict in this world? Forget it. Who cares?

Watson did not turn back. He left the Starlight Temple and arrived at Mount Creation to look into the distance. World Trees grew on the tall divine mountains, and under the World Trees were different races surrounding each other. The sound of babies of different races playing in the river could be heard as dragons and Phoenixes sailed through the sky.

As he looked into the horizon, the world seemed endless, and the sun was just right.

The world is so beautiful, and the future will be even better!