Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 131 The Moon Princess, the Birth of the Goddess of Night
Cangwu tree.

Beneath this tall main tree lies a flower garden teeming with colorful butterflies.

Countless new-era butterflies flutter and frolic, while some insects weave knots together, studying and perfecting life forms.

The Creator Butterfly Clan still exists, but they simply do not venture into the world.

"Come for dinner."

Fourth Sister Diechi is now the head chef of the Butterfly Clan, in charge of food distribution and cooking.

"okay!"

"Sir, we're coming right away."

A group of butterflies fluttered and danced, appearing very beautiful and charming.

Just then, the little butterfly creatures suddenly started chatting.

"I heard from the Phoenix Emperor who just returned that the times outside are quite special right now," a cute little butterfly chirped.

Recently, the Amber Swallowtail Butterfly got tired of playing in heaven, so it abandoned God and returned to its butterfly clan to play alone.

She was also a lively person, and couldn't help but brag to the younger generation about what she had seen and heard in that era.

"What's so special about it?" another little green worm asked curiously.

"This is the age of the myth of God."

The little butterfly began to explain: "The myth of God is a myth of creating the environment, heaven, the ferry, the Tower of Babel, hell, and the underworld. I've heard they're still building the sun and moon!"

"Is it that amazing?" Diechi couldn't help but ask.

"Of course it's amazing." The butterfly red fungus in charge of the research also came over: "Of course we're not bad either. We are the myth of creating life, the left brain, the right brain, dementia, the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, ileum."

Hearing this, the butterfly clan members present felt proud, and proud of their ancestors and history.

Butterfly Red Fungus paused, then said:
"Based on information from outside, I have a vague feeling that Hell is plotting a rebellion. They are building up their environment and accumulating strength, preparing to kill God."

Diechi couldn't help but mutter, "What, you're so interested? Do you want to study the outside world?"

"Of course I do."

Butterfly Red Fungus has a steady research personality. Although it has not left since the time of Elephant Domo, it is full of curiosity about the environment of this era!
In particular, the mysterious God of Libra.

This further piqued the curiosity of him, a butterfly scholar who loved to study them.

The Angel of Truth, seemingly out of nowhere, quietly flapped her enormous white wings and landed on the spot. "Since you're all so curious, why don't we go out and take a look?"

"Are you really going out?"

The butterfly red fungus hesitated.

He suddenly felt a little afraid of entering the world. After promising his elder brother to protect the Butterfly Clan, he was afraid that if he got involved in karma, it would bring a devastating disaster to the Butterfly Clan.

Who in this world can escape death?
He was both worried and afraid that if he left the land of immortality, life would begin to flow again.

"I do want to go out."

The Angel of Truth was quite calm. "I have already reached the fourth level of perfection, but I can't seem to break through to the fifth level."

Butterfly Pond, having taken the hands of the angel queen sisters, couldn't help but say:

“Among us, you have been the most diligent in your cultivation, paving a new path for us, but we have made no progress for hundreds of years. Sister, you have been doing useless work.”

"I heard from the immortal deity that one needs the body of a saint and the brain of a saint to reach that realm."

"Indeed, there are these two mandatory requirements."

The Angel of Truth said, "Over the years, I have been weaving a more perfect saintly body, but it is still lacking something, and I can't find the right charm."

The weaving of a saint's body is not so easy to make.

Even though she was a highly intelligent god, she had been stuck at this threshold for hundreds of years and still couldn't make any progress.

This requires a flash of inspiration, a sudden realization, or an outburst of emotion.

That's why she thought of going out to see the world and find some inspiration.

Actually, everyone was getting a bit bored with the place, and it would be good to go on an outing once in a while. Butterfly Red Fungus couldn't help but say, "Why don't we go and ask the God of Longevity for his permission?"

He is asleep.

Just then, the amber swallowtail butterfly flew over, saying, "You can't wake him!"

This is, of course, false. The immortal deity descended to earth in this life and became God, and is having a great time in heaven.

But no one doubted the Phoenix Emperor's words.

Because immortal deities do indeed go into a period of slumber.

The amber swallowtail butterfly continued:
"If you want to go out, it's not impossible. The immortal god left behind the divine power of [immortality]. You can each take a bath in the pool of immortality and receive a temporary blessing of eternal life, which will lock your state in place, so you won't be afraid of outside pollution!"

After discussing it, everyone decided to go out and take a look.

They hadn't left their homes for several hundred years since the time of Eden Dhamma.

At this moment, the messenger of the gods, Nachi, flew out and said loudly, "I'm more professional. I've been going out quite often lately, so let me be the tour guide this time!"

"it is good!"

The Angel of Truth nodded.

Although she is at the fourth level of perfection and extremely powerful, she is unlike those false gods who appear through mystery, or God who is a god.

But we still need to be careful.

Some poisons that can kill gods are still very terrifying.

hell.

Green shade collar.

This place has now become hellish territory, ruled by a powerful demon lord. Small, round demons wielding pitchforks can be seen patrolling the streets.

"So many different little angels! They're so unique!" Butterfly couldn't help but exclaim in amazement at the chef in charge of cooking.

“Do you see their shadows? The shadows are the real thing,” Natchee said softly. The Angel of Truth, having truly seen this hellish era, was secretly alarmed. “There’s a suffocating atmosphere in the air; the wind seems to have stopped, it’s dry and stifling.”

"This place truly lives up to its name as hell; even the wind has lost its freedom."

The Angel of Truth's gaze sharpened.

She could sense the silence that had formed here, much like the silence of the past.

The air currents throughout the world have frozen and stopped flowing.

The Angel of Truth said, "I sense that something is about to happen here. That Plague King has probably spread the wind throughout the entire land, and the whole of Hell is under the influence of the Silent Calamity. It could erupt at any moment like the Flood of Wind from back then!"

"So a fight is really going to break out?" Butterfly Red Fungus looked over and was immediately filled with astonishment. "I had a feeling that the gods of hell harbored ill intentions!"

"Do you think they can win? Who will win?" Natch couldn't help but ask.

"I think God can't win; he's going to lose." The Angel of Truth was the strongest and most authoritative person present; her high intelligence made her a natural-born saint.

The Angel of Truth's words caused everyone's pupils to shrink, and they quickly asked, "Why?"

The Angel of Truth stated logically and persuasively, "It's a very simple matter: [spread] divine power so that the power covers the entire earth."

"For example, the power of the wind god now covers the earth, transforming from an individual force into nature, becoming the order and law of heaven and earth!"

"How terrifying is this wind that can move heaven and earth? No matter how powerful the mysterious God is, he is still just a human being."

Everyone suddenly realized.

indeed!

Spreading their divine power throughout the world, it becomes part of the natural order.

They can mobilize the power of heaven and earth at any time.

The mysterious God, isolated by the spread of the word, is like an isolated island. No matter how strong an individual God is, how can he fight against the heavens?
The power of its propagation seems extraordinary.

"That's the first reason."

The Angel of Truth coldly analyzed, "The second reason is that God's mysterious power is constantly being drained to build the moon in the sky, and the other side has been taking the opportunity to study the mysterious! The mysterious is probably no longer mysterious in their eyes!"

"The third reason is that the moon in the sky is the moon of shadows, the moon of evil. God is using mystery to help the other side build a spectacle, which is aiding the enemy."

"When the Demon Moon is fully completed and its light shines down from the sky, bringing the first true night to the world, it will probably be the beginning of the war against God."

The Angel of Truth explained his reasoning step by step, as if reciting a familiar story.

"The first true night in the world?"

"When the first night falls, it will be the time to kill God?"

The Cangwu Tree Butterfly Clan members present couldn't help but sigh after hearing this.

This time, entering the world again, I am probably witnessing the fall of God, the disappearance of a mythological era comparable to that of Dhomo!
The first night in the world.
Then kill God!

Just thinking about this scene is terrifying.

The gods of the era passed away one after another.

Perhaps only those who possess the divine power of "immortality" can remain eternally hidden in the world.

In that instant, they felt both fortunate and moved.

Being able to stay on the Cangwu tree is already a dream for countless people.

Furthermore, the goal pursued by the gods of the outside world—immortality—has now been achieved with the blessing of the [Immortal] divine power!
The Angel of Truth looked at the Butterfly Clan and said softly, "Those who need to cultivate still need to cultivate. The divine power of [Immortality] requires a large amount of the magic power of the immortal gods."

"Don't become a parasite on Him. The power of the immortal god is limited, and the number of immortality slots he can provide is also limited."

"In fact, if an immortal deity is too compassionate and uses most of his magic power to keep his friends by his side, his combat strength will decrease, and that is when his crisis will come!"

Everyone was instantly awakened.

Yes, we cannot become God's weakness.

Even if it means death, don't become a parasite and a burden to the other person.

but.

Breaking through to the next level is equally difficult.

Level five!

It's a huge hurdle, even the Angel of Truth came out to seek inspiration.

They had a premonition that many of the powerful individuals present would fall at the fourth-tier level and die of old age.

They continued their journey through the land, staying in Green Territory for half a month.

Because it is said that this is where God Livy rose to power, leaving behind many myths and legends.

Then they went to the former capital of the Holy Empire, which is now Shanghai.

They saw the powerful demons everywhere, established arenas, and began the most savage and heated battles, with countless people placing bets and cheering.

They also went to the Devil's Bar and experienced a hellish atmosphere.

Then, on the morning of the seventh day, they continued their journey across the earth, visiting the underworld, the ferry, and the Tower of Babel.

On their journey, they encountered mysterious, enchanted dark fairies everywhere, a dark magic mirror, a cursed longsword, a hypnotic pocket watch, and a puppet notebook.
The world remains shrouded in mystery, teeming with fairies, though they now belong to hell.

at last.

On this day, they transformed into great demon nobles, riding in luxurious carriages, and saw the moon in the sky stained crimson.

The moon grew ever rounder, and the crimson hue deepened!
It is said that.

The corpses of demons on earth are now transported to Hell by ferryboats on the five rivers of the underworld, and then sent to the moon in the starry sky by the ship of the underworld!
The corpses of countless demons who cultivated mysterious arts nourished the blood-red moon in the sky.

A shout like muffled thunder came from the sky:

"The Blood Moon has finally been achieved!"

"We have spent hundreds of years, and finally the moment has come to bring an end to God."

(End of this chapter)