At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier.

Chapter 151 Hell and Heaven, Sinners, the Demons Welcome You

New Fontaine
Momang Palace

Government officials, law enforcement officers, and Melosin, who was responsible for delivering documents, came and went through the gates of the Mo Mang Palace, along with members of the civilian organizations that were currently maintaining a basic standard of living in Fontainebleau.

Although all of Fontaine's population has moved here, their original social relationships have been completely disrupted, especially in areas such as commerce, agriculture, fishing, clockwork industry, and scientific research.

Rebuilding these social relationships is Fontaine's most urgent task, so the water god and the highest judge of Fontaine are so busy that they can't leave their chairs, constantly revising administrative documents.

These documents must be carefully examined, otherwise they could have a significant social impact in the future.

“Lord Navelette, this concerns the latest trial cases and Lord Leosley’s proposal to establish a large prison.” A Melusin handed a document to Navelette.

“I understand. Rebuilding the prison is indeed urgent. Crime has risen significantly recently, which is a result of social instability,” Navelette said as she signed the document.

"Lady Furina, this is a document from the joint proposal of Fontaine scientists to rebuild the 'Fontaine Academy of Sciences.' We hope you can approve it and provide funding." The civilian staff placed a document in front of Furina.

Funina slumped weakly at her desk: "Seven days...it's been seven days...I haven't even had time for afternoon tea, Fucarus, Navelette..."

“No, this is a critical time. You, who have already shared divine power with me, could go a year without eating, drinking, or sleeping without getting tired.” Fukaros sat upright, his quill pen continuously writing down the transportation construction plan for the people of New Fontaine.

"Even if my body isn't tired, I'm mentally exhausted," Funina said weakly, before turning to look through the documents.

“Building the Fontaine Academy of Sciences… requires funding, but where would we get the funds right now? We didn’t bring much Mora with us, and we also need to rebuild the monetary system. Sigh.”

The biggest social problem in Fontaine right now is the lack of a 'currency system'. In Teyvat, the currency system all comes from the Geo Archon. The currency Mora was also created by the Geo Archon's power, so he is also the god of wealth, the god of currency, the god of commerce, and so on.

The Mora brought by the Fontaines was so little that it was completely insufficient to support the establishment of a monetary system.

“This is indeed very troublesome. Although I can create currency with divine power, I do not possess the innate attributes of currency.” Fukalos was somewhat perplexed.

She could directly borrow the credit currency systems of those countries on Earth, but that would work for ordinary people but not for superhumans. The Xia Kingdom government did propose a 'credit point system,' but that system could only be used within the Xia Kingdom.

Extraordinary individuals in the civilian population who eliminate disasters threatening the Xia Kingdom receive points from the Xia Kingdom, which can be exchanged for extraordinary resources.

However, this system lacks universal applicability across borders.

For a currency to have universal applicability across borders, or even across planets, there must be a 'contract' that everyone must abide by.

It is because Morax possessed the 'contractual power' that the currency he created, the Mora, was able to become the common currency of Teyvat.

“For now, I’ll have to create a Fontaine currency myself to use,” Fukaros said.

As the embodiment of the principles of Heaven, Luo Sheng would certainly not step in to create a universal currency. If the gods needed the Heavenly Court to solve such a problem, wouldn't that make them useless?

“In addition, I have received several letters,” Fukalos said, as several golden letters appeared in his hand.

"The aura of a god?" Navelette stopped what she was doing, looked up at the golden envelope in Fucaros's hand, and her expression changed slightly.

He sensed an aura within these envelopes that was no weaker than his own; the others were slightly weaker, but even the weakest were still true demon god-level auras.

Moreover, even if the highest deity in this world becomes a 'perfect dragon,' he would still be crushed.

He felt the immense power of life as soon as he arrived in this world. It was extremely powerful, more than ten times stronger than the first Water Dragon King in his inherited memories, and probably not much weaker than the usurper.

"Are other gods of this world coming to visit?" Funinna instantly perked up and sat up straight.

Although in the memories Fukaros gave her, the gods of this world were all very friendly, she was still very nervous. After all, the people of Fontaine were outsiders, and if they were disliked...

“Yes, you should have heard of Quetzal, the chief god of North America, Ishtar, the goddess of Venus in Mesopotamia, Artoria, the knight goddess of Britain, and Baal, the god of thunder in Japan,” Fucarus said.

"In addition to these, there is also Ereshkigal, the lord of the underworld."

"The Lord of the Underworld, a god who rules over the world of the dead. I wonder what the world of the dead is like. Would I have the chance to see it?" Upon hearing this, Funina immediately became curious and eager to try.

The underworld... Teyvat doesn't have a proper underworld. When people die, they're gone. Although I've heard that Nata has a 'Land of the Night God' that's similar to the underworld, it's definitely not as powerful as the underworld in this world.

Fukalos shook his head: "It's best not to go to the underworld if you don't have to. The underworld is different from planets. The underworld is a special spatial interface. Wherever there are ley lines, it will attract souls, including the moon right now."

"Moreover, when a deity who is not from the underworld enters, their own rules will be suppressed. The longer they stay, the stronger the suppression will be. In the end, they will not be able to leave the underworld without the permission of the Lord of the Underworld."

Ereshkigal gets along well with everyone, so it's unlikely that such a thing would happen.

"Alright." Funina gave up the idea of ​​going to the underworld. Now that she had the power of a god, she wanted to show it off everywhere.

"Fontaine has moved to this world, and the gods have come to congratulate us. It's also a good opportunity to hold a grand ceremony to mark the founding of Fontaine and to make this day the most important festival of the year," Fukaros said with a smile.

At that moment, a red meteor appeared in the sky, leaving a long white tail, and fell towards the outskirts of Fontaine.

The two gods and one dragon looked up at the window and instantly knew what it was.

"Visitors from Earth, oh no, we are the visitors." A red meteor slowly streaked across Funina's eyes as she looked at a large, blue-white planet that was faintly visible in the sky behind the meteor.

From the Moon's perspective, Earth is the 'Moon', but this 'Moon' is much larger.

The people of Fontaine looked up at the shooting star in the sky, expecting it to crash into the ground at an extremely high speed. However, the shooting star slowed down more and more, eventually stopped shining, and opened up a huge umbrella, drifting away into the distance like a dandelion.

"That doesn't seem to be a meteor, but something man-made, something from outer space?" Clarind, who was on patrol, frowned slightly. Having just arrived in this world, although she had the basic common sense given to her by the Water God, she had never seen any humans from this other world before.

Moreover, the human kingdoms in this other world are extremely powerful, with almost all of them being extraordinary beings. There are countless strong individuals who can destroy towns with a single strike using elemental power.

She had a deep understanding of this, after all, some people from Fontaine had awakened their source potential.

In particular, her Eye of God connected to the World Tree two days ago. She was already much stronger than ordinary Eye of God holders, and now she is several times stronger.

According to the cultivation system of this world, she is currently at the early stage of the fifth rank.

According to her understanding, all the holders of the Eye of God in Fontaine have experienced an increase in power, and Leosley is in the same situation as her, having reached the early stage of the fifth rank.

Other holders of the Eye of God are also mostly at the fourth rank.

"Let's go take a look. Hopefully, we'll become friends." Clarinde's figure flashed and disappeared into the lightning.

In the golden wheat fields, 20 kilometers from New Fontaine.

The original wheat field had been flattened, leaving a large crater. A blackened landing capsule stood there, and when the capsule's hatch opened, two astronauts in spacesuits emerged, holding measuring instruments in their hands.

"Incredible! The air quality index is exactly the same as on Earth, and no unknown toxic substances have been detected." Nan Feng opened the hood of his spacesuit, took a deep breath, and looked back at the damaged wheat field.

"Oh no, this wheat field was clearly planted by humans. Is this considered malicious vandalism? Will we get arrested?"

“It’s possible. Who knows what kind of intelligent life exists on the moon? It could very well be aliens.” Sun Cheng opened his hood, his expression worried.

"Go to hell, don't scare yourself. The moon was obviously shaped by the gods, it's definitely not some weird alien." Nanfeng kicked Sun Cheng to the ground.

"Damn it!" Sun Cheng cursed loudly, but he was in a better mood. He had been cooped up in the spacecraft for half a month and was going to die.

Nanfeng said with anticipation, "Maybe they'll be the orcs or elves from mythology, or at the very least, a human race from another world."

People from other worlds are nothing new; maybe the gods terraformed the moon to bring over a group of humans from another world.

“If that’s the case, then we’ve definitely damaged their crops by landing in the wheat field. I can’t live with myself seeing such good wheat being destroyed,” Sun Cheng said, looking at the endless golden wheat field. The people of Xia were used to being poor, and they felt a strange pressure to waste food.

"Look, there's a road over there, and it looks like there are people in the distance. The wheat over there seems to have already been harvested." Nanfeng pointed in the distance.

"Let's go straight along that road; it should lead directly to that big city."

The two Xia Kingdom astronauts took off their spacesuits and put on their combat suits. Walking on the hard rocky road, they were both second-tier transcendents with holy marks. They were skilled and daring, and were not afraid of any danger.

Soon they arrived at a populated area, where more than twenty Fontaines were harvesting wheat in the golden waves and loading it onto a wind-up trailer on the rocky road. The driver of the trailer was not human.

Instead, it has big eyes, light downy fur all over its body, and round, harmless hands and feet, making it look like a cute fairy from a fairy tale.

"Everyone, would you like some water? There's some water with sweet and sour fruit juice in it." Melusin waved to the people harvesting wheat from her trailer, which was filled with ice cubes and cold drinks. Then she blinked at the two strangers who were staring at her in disbelief.

"Gentlemen, are you from the Court of Justice? Would you like some water?"

"Holy crap, Nanfeng, she, she can talk, and she speaks Chinese! My goodness! She's also very cute. Could she be some kind of fairy?" Sun Cheng was dumbfounded.

"No, I don't know, but I've confirmed that the city is indeed inhabited by humans... and them," Nanfeng said calmly, then stepped forward and said in a friendly manner, "Hello, may I ask you some questions?"

“Okay, go ahead and ask, sir,” Melissa said politely.

"What race are you? Do you have a name?" Nanfeng asked, and Sun Cheng quickly turned on his recorder to record the whole thing.

“Race? Melusin, my name is Aibev, aren’t you Fontaine people?” Aibev asked in confusion.

"Fengdan people?"

"correct."

"Where did you come from? Did the gods bring you to the moon?"

Aibeve earnestly raised her round hands and counted: "We just came from Teyvat. Lady Frinna said Teyvat was about to be destroyed, so she brought us here. We've only been here for seven days, 1, 2... 7."

"Who is Lady Funina?"

"Lady Funina is of course the water goddess. Lady Funina also has another name, Fukaros."

“Fukaros…” Nan Feng and Sun Cheng exchanged a glance; they had already pieced together a rough outline of the story.

The world called Teyvat was on the verge of destruction, so the angel transferred the 'Fontanians' and 'Melsen' to the moon.

To this end, the moon was modified so that its gravity and rotation were made exactly the same as Earth's.

They also frequently saw the word Teyvat in national archives.

Teyvat has many countries, seven of which are known so far. Each country has a god, and they are all very familiar with each other, as they are all one of the seventy-two demon gods.

That Teyvat was probably a plane created by some god, which was about to be destroyed for some unknown reason, so the gods transferred humanity there.

"Water, water, water! Miss Aibeifu, please give me a glass of water, I'm dying of thirst!" At this moment, a young man rushed over.

"Okay." Aibeve quickly picked up the water bottle and poured a wooden cup of water for the Fontaineian who rushed over and was lying on the trailer.

"Gurgle~ gurgle~ It's alive, it's alive." The young man burped contentedly, then slumped down again: "There's still so much wheat to harvest, when will it be finished?"

"Do you two strangers want it?" Aibeifu looked at Nanfeng and Suncheng again.

"Thank you for your help, Miss Abeve."

Sun Cheng and Nan Feng took out a measuring instrument to measure the composition of the water, and only started drinking it after it showed that it was safe to drink.

"It tastes a bit like peach juice."

……

Meanwhile, on Earth.

On the eastern shore of the Mediterranean, the seven-day trial date has arrived.

From outside the atmosphere, only that area appeared red, as if a flame was burning.

Indeed, the crimson fire engulfed the entire land, but the city within the crimson flames was not burned; instead, figures screamed and rolled in the flames.

A layer of golden light bound the flames, and outside the light, countless people were cheering and dancing.

The clicking of camera shutters echoed continuously as radio reporters from around the world provided commentary in front of their live webcams, their faces displaying a mix of excitement, fear, and relief.

"This is Xia Kingdom CTV. The trial has begun. We are witnessing history. Since the descent of the gods, the first nation to be destroyed by the gods because of moral decay and the depravity of its people has been destroyed by the gods."

"Through the golden wall of light, we saw countless figures rolling around, but we couldn't hear their screams."

“Although I am very scared and find it cruel, I don’t think they deserve sympathy, because I can’t imagine how much harm a country where all its citizens are sinners would cause to others.” “Look, the people who were once hurt and oppressed by them are cheering and dancing.”

"This is BBC News, oh my God, this is a warning from God to all of humanity: never fall into depravity, never let the whole country fall into depravity, or this will be the end."

at the same time.

Underworld.

The underworld had undergone tremendous changes by this time.

At this point, the underworld had truly become the underworld, forming a symbiotic relationship with Earth, but not entirely dependent on the planet.

Earth actively provided the driving force for the growth of the underworld, which is now the size of the Australian continent.

At the edge of the underworld, a network of veins envelops its spatial walls, like capillaries; these are the roots of the World Tree.

Inside the barrier of the underworld was a pitch-black sea shrouded in mist. The seawater was incredibly calm, enveloped in mist, and on the shore lay the bodies of the recently deceased.

They were all waiting on the shore for the train, or perhaps the ship, that would take them to the underworld.

As the underworld expanded, so did the means of transportation.

The five underworlds are now small continents, about the size of Greenland, covering approximately 2.2 million square kilometers, crisscrossed by the River Styx.

The Underworld Continent is surrounded by the pitch-black Underworld Sea. Newly deceased souls must first board the Underworld Train to travel to the continent, and then take the Ferryman's boat to the five Underworld Palaces.

Along the shores of the Sea of ​​the Dead, millions of newly deceased souls, having regained their senses, were still wailing and howling, some even continuing to curse the gods and angels.

They were all citizens of the country on the eastern coast of the Mediterranean that was being tried. After their deaths, they no longer feared the gods, nor did they plead anymore.

For them, death was the end, the worst possible outcome.

The other newly deceased souls were initially bewildered, but quickly realized who these people were, and then walked away with disgust.

Woo————

At this moment, bright lights shone on the dark sea shrouded in thick fog, and the whistle of a train echoed throughout the entire coastline. The piercing sound silenced all the noisy spirits of the dead.

Blah blah blah...

They also saw a huge platform rising from the dark coastline, with the words "Underworld Platform" marked on it.

Furthermore, there are large signs at intervals on the platform, indicating the platform rules and the next destination.

At the platform entrance, there are rows and rows of ticket counters, so the spirits know the rules just by looking at the platform.

The ticket counter will mark the final destination of the deceased's journey based on their life story.

Once you enter the platform, there is no way to return. If you do not board the train after taking your ticket, or even violate the rules, you will be directly dropped into the Underworld Sea. The water of the Underworld Sea will cause your soul to be subjected to a slow and agonizing death.

The Netherworld train, resembling a giant steel serpent, slowly pulled into the platform.

The train was enormous, three times larger and more than ten times longer than trains in the modern world, with a hundred carriages, capable of transporting hundreds of thousands of people at a time.

The train conductor was startled when he looked at the coastline covered with countless dead bodies: "My goodness, this platform must be in the Middle East, how come millions of people have died in a single day! That's a bit exaggerated."

Unsure, Zhang Lan looked more closely and then discovered that all of these millions of souls actually bore the mark of divine punishment.

Zhang Lan was originally a ferryman on the River Styx. Because of his good performance and the fact that he successfully gained the favor of the Lord of the Underworld, he was promoted to the conductor of the Underworld Train.

The conductor of the Underworld Train holds an important divine position in the Underworld. The Underworld divine mark on his forehead grants him approximately sixth-order strength, which would be equivalent to an immortal in the mortal world.

"Could it be that those warts angered the gods and were wiped out? This is interesting. They don't even need to stop at other stations; they're heading straight to the final destination, Hell." Zhang Lan couldn't help but grin, his face full of cruelty, and he even licked his lips.

He loved listening to the hysterical, desperate cries of sinners as they looked at the entrance to hell.

[Attention all departed souls! Missing this train will result in being swept into the Sea of ​​the Dead in 24 hours. Please be aware.]

If you don't board the train, you will be swept into the sea of ​​the dead and suffer the pain of being cut by knives forever.

"The Underworld Train, is it the only way to get to the Underworld, Hell, and Heaven?"

"I...I don't want to fall into the Sea of ​​Darkness! I want to get on the bus!"

"Get out of the way, I need to get on the bus!"

Millions of souls rushed onto the platform, but were stopped at the entrance and had to obtain train tickets before they could board the train.

[Name: *****, Destination: Hell.]

"Hell? I don't want to go to hell, I want to go to heaven! I am a devout believer of the Lord!" a warty ghost shouted, looking at the sign hanging around his neck. But before he could finish shouting, he was pushed into the platform by the ghosts behind him.

Those who received their tickets to 'hell' all screamed hysterically, some even trying to squeeze out, but to no avail.

"I don't want to go anymore, let me go back!"

"I don't want to go to hell! I'm not getting on the bus!"

"Get out of my way, I want to get out!"

Those already on the platform frantically pushed those behind them, causing chaos throughout the platform.

Just then, all the doors of the Underworld Train opened, and one by one, train security guards in uniforms came out, holding sticks in their hands. They rushed up and started whipping the troublesome souls, striking them six hundred times per second.

Pah, pah, pah, pah—

He knocked the soul unconscious with a single blow and then tossed it into the Underworld Sea.

Thump thump thump thump…

"Aaaaaaah... Help! Help me!"

"Ouch, it hurts so much—"

The souls thrown into the sea of ​​the underworld screamed and struggled and rolled in the water.

More and more souls were thrown into the sea of ​​the underworld, their screams becoming a continuous chorus, awakening all the millions of souls who stared in terror at the 'gods of death' floating in mid-air, looking down upon them.

"Listen up, all you souls! Either get your tickets and board the train, or you'll be thrown into the Sea of ​​the Dead to suffer the pain of being cut to pieces forever, until your souls are scattered." Zhang Lan flew in mid-air with his hands behind his back, looking down at all the souls. The aura of the God of the Underworld emanated from his body, exerting pressure.

As the conductor of the train to the underworld, his divine duties have already imbued him with divinity, and he could easily refer to himself as 'Death God' to the souls of the dead.

Outside the platform, the departed souls, as if mourning the loss of their parents and everything else, took their tickets and stiffly boarded the train. Compared to being left forever in the underworld, at least they wouldn't suffer on their way to hell.

[Name: ****, Destination: Southern Underworld.]

One of the souls who died in Iraq breathed a sigh of relief; all the souls before him were going to hell, and he had thought this vehicle was going straight to hell.

In an instant, all the wart-borne ghosts turned to look at him.

[Name: *****, Destination: Heaven.]

Suddenly, all the departed souls looked toward the ticket booth not far away. The final destination displayed on the screen at the ticket booth caused all the departed souls to erupt in emotion.

"Heaven! Who! Who went into Heaven! By what right!" roared a warty ghost.

"He's a rabbi from the theological school! How dare he! What right does he have to go to heaven!"

"Damn it! What makes you think you deserve to go to heaven?! We're all going to hell, and you're the only one going to heaven!"

"Traitor, definitely a traitor!"

"Damn it! How can you be different from us!" the ghost of the president roared hysterically, a ticket around his neck that led to 'hell'.

“Because… I already possessed the Holy Mark, but I just didn’t reveal it.” Elder Rabbi looked at the golden ticket in his hand, then at the black tickets hanging around the necks of the others, and sighed.

“If I were to be exposed, I would surely be killed by you. I tried my best to dissuade you, but I still incurred the wrath of the gods.”

Upon seeing this, the train attendant from the underworld quickly came out and said very politely, "So there is another kind-hearted person here. Please come into the VIP carriage quickly, and don't let the breath of a sinner pollute your soul."

"Thank you," Elder Rabbi said. If he were still alive and looking at the ticket to 'heaven' in his hand, he would definitely be crying with joy, but now he was a spirit and had no tears.

Led by the flight attendant, the rabbi entered the VIP carriage, the interior of which was in a style preferred by believers in God.

At this moment, a young man was already sitting in a spacious seat, casually glancing at the elderly man who was entering the carriage.

“One of the few remaining consciences in that country.” Los Saint nodded as he looked at the old man who had already sat down and was clasping his hands together, muttering prayers.

Heaven is actually just a place in the underworld, and it is no different from the five major underworlds in essence. The only difference is that Heaven floats on the clouds at the top of the underworld sea.

It's quite large, about the size of two Taiwan islands, and everything is pure white, perfectly matching the fantasy of those who believe in God about heaven.

There are also rules he specifically set: as long as one reaches the moral boundary, one can become an 'angel'.

That is, reaching the sixth rank allows one to become an ordinary lower-ranking angel. If someone reaches the seventh rank, then it is not impossible to bestow upon them the holy name of 'Angel of Death' Azrael.

Anyway, he is God, and he can bestow the holy names of all angels.

[This train is full and will depart shortly. Please be aware.]

[The train's arrival order is: → Hell → Heaven → Southern Underworld.]

Woo————

The train's whistle sounded, and the train to the underworld sped up, faster and faster.

"Heaven and Hell, I've only ever had a vague idea of ​​them from the Underworld. I haven't actually been there yet, so I might as well go and see them on the way. I also want to check on Ai Lei, it's been half a month since I last saw her." Luo Sheng rested his cheek on his hand, looking out the car window at the dark Underworld Sea shrouded in thick fog.

The Underworld is constantly growing, and Ereshkigal must be so busy she can't leave her chair.

Time passed quickly, and the area in front of the Dark Sea suddenly turned crimson, and even the mist dissipated, revealing a platform made of crimson rocks. The area around the platform was no longer black seawater, but crimson magma.

Behind the platform is a colossal gate, 500 meters high, made of lava, with the words "Gates of Hell" inscribed on it. On either side of the Gates of Hell are rows of humanoid elemental creatures made of lava, and they look exactly like the demons in the church murals.

Below the door is a vortex of lava, and at the center of the vortex is a hollow leading to a deeper depth. Screams, roars, howls, cries, and shouts constantly come from the hollow, and just hearing the sounds is enough to make an ordinary person faint from fright.

[Stop: Hell, we have arrived. Passengers who have reached this stop, please disembark.]

The other passengers in the carriages were screaming in terror and refused to get off the train, but the train attendants beat them out of the carriages one by one. Some of them were even beaten until their limbs were torn apart.

"Demon! Demon, oh demon!"

"I don't want to go to hell! I don't want to go! Help!"

"Welcome to hell, you heinous, unforgivable villains, hehehehehe..." A ten-meter-tall crimson 'demon' flapped its demonic wings and looked down at the screaming souls of sinners, grinning maliciously: "I will make good use of you, hahahahaha."

As he spoke, he impaled several dead souls on the steel fork in his hand, raised it high, and laughed loudly.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh—" The ghosts that had been knocked off the train screamed hysterically, desperately trying to get back onto the train, but no matter what they did, they could not get close to it again.

One after another, 'demons' flew out, grinning as they chased after the screaming, fleeing souls, impaling them on steel forks and throwing them into the entrance beneath the Gates of Hell.

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha……"

The screams of sinners and the laughter of demons echoed across the platform.

“Gulp~ This, this is, hell…” Elder Rabbi trembled as he looked at the scene outside the car window.

"This is just the entrance; hell is yet to come," Luo Sheng said to the trembling Elder Rabbi. He then stood up, put his hands behind his back, and stepped out of the car.

(End of this chapter)