Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 329: Planning, Preparation, and Final Items

He returned once more to that desolate northern wasteland, to that shattered wasteland stained with pure silver. Two newborn god-kings were still being conceived. And Hera's soul light remained in his palm.

He was still wearing the same robe.

He didn't have a cell phone in his pocket, but he once again had a dream space where he could store his personal belongings.

well.

In a corner of his dream, he saw the Staff of Magnus, which was now his. And he knew that this top-level magical artifact still had considerable room for development.

"With this, I can actually go back to Mondas now," Wu Chen thought, knowing just how powerful this staff was. And now, even if he returned to the Kingdom of Tianyu, he would probably have enough trump cards and power to go toe-to-toe with the Great Tomb of Nazarick.

But no, not yet.

The cause and effect must be completed, and my chances of winning aren't entirely secure. Having come this far, it would be too ugly to fail at the last minute. But since my 'friend' has already provided a guarantee, it's not impossible for me to explore the world of Lance.

However, I need to think about what identity I should use to visit that world.

Wu Chen took a silent breath—the biggest difference between him and the Void White Whale, aside from power, was that he had a suitable standard to define himself. Different identities would determine his course of action in different worlds. And apart from the identity of 'Passerby,' which he had only used once, everything else was optional.

—Perhaps I could choose to become an 'adventurer'.

Being an adventurer is a fairly versatile identity; as long as one continues to explore and travel, their identity will not become fragmented. Source magic will continue to operate, providing a constant stream of growth and resources. Perhaps, they will have the opportunity to gain some experience in fighting demons.

"A tentative plan." The decision has been made.

The two newborn divine embryos before Wu Chen reached the peak of their development at this moment.

A massive surge of energy erupted before Wu Chen, and pure black and pure white materialized in his observation. They were a beautiful goddess draped in a purple cloak and a mysterious queen with blue lipstick. At the moment of their birth, they glanced at each other with a hint of resistance, then slightly distanced themselves before casting expectant looks back at him.

“Morgan LeFeuy, the ruler of fire you created awaits your command.”

"Skadi, Queen of Ice, at your service, my Creator."

They bowed to Wu Chen in unison, then each gave their fellow inhabitants a disdainful look. The destiny of conflict between ice and fire had naturally been passed down to them. Wu Chen was quite interested in adjusting this.

"My first command is that I hope you will live in peace. It would be best if you could be closer."

"Gurgle—" "Ooh—" The two newly born God-Kings each let out a sound of resistance and lamentation. But their hands were still clasped together with great effort—it was clear that both of them were quite uncomfortable with this action. But in order to complete the instructions given to them by Wu Chen, they were willing to put in their utmost effort.

That's fine.

Wu Chen reached out and patted each of their heads—it was hard to imagine that two women of the highest caliber, two mature and sophisticated women, would simultaneously show such girlish shyness. But at this moment, their faces did indeed flush.

Their hearts were pounding.

Wu Chen sensed that their gazes towards him weren't purely that of an elder. Clearly, certain matters needed to be addressed. However, at least for now, he needed their help with some things. "This world has already been ravaged enough," Wu Chen thought, his gaze fixed on the distant land of Essos. Unlike Westeros, which was largely unaffected, Essos, and the other continents further afield, had undoubtedly suffered immense damage from the war of the gods.

"I need you to restore it... to make the land fertile again, to let flowers and livestock grow on the ground once more. Those lost civilizations should also be rebuilt. The dead will rise again, and the sky should no longer be filled with smoke. And most importantly, I hope that the ice and fire of this world can take turns normally, no longer an eternal winter and a long summer where one side dominates the other."

This is the function of God.

As the rulers of the Song of Ice and the Song of Fire, they were naturally capable of such a task. However, it was not a simple project that could be easily accomplished. Rather, it required a tremendous amount of time and effort to achieve the goal.

The goddesses exchanged glances.

"Please leave it to me." "I will take care of it as soon as possible."

"But please forgive our overstepping..." "If we have done a good job."

"Could we..." "get some reward?"

Not too surprising.

Goddesses born in full form are clearly different from creations born as maidens. The biggest difference is that maidens are always more reserved, while goddesses, when they encounter something they want, will find a way to get it themselves.

Yeah.

A smile appeared on Wu Chen's lips.

Although they were creations, Wu Chen did not lock their thoughts and wills into their original state. He did not see them as tools, but as assistants and companions. Therefore, he naturally needed to cherish and care for them.

“Then we’ll see how you perform,” he said, looking out over the horizon. “And you have a few companions. I believe you can already sense their direction clearly—go and join them. They will be of help in reshaping your ecosystem, and I hope your relationships will remain strong.”

He made his demands.

And naturally, his creations, his companions, his assistants, and his friends did not resist it. The two newly born goddesses immediately set out for Essos and Valyria. And the reconstruction of the entire ecosystem quickly began to take shape.

That should take some time.

Wu Chen was not in a hurry to set off for the next battlefield.

He offered some assistance in the initial reconstruction. Then, as everything was on track, he went to another place—the original location of the City of Knowledge lay before him. And on that empty land, stripped of all its structures, he completed the reshaping of this lost city.

it's time.

He climbed to the ceremonial tower at the very top of the city. A particularly thick glass candle was emitting a faint light.

“It’s time to wake up, Hera.” He placed the ball of soul light on top of the glass candle that had no flame.

(End of this chapter)