In this chaotic world, it all started when they found an elf girl.

The dazzling divine light engulfed Roy's figure. He felt as if his body had been broken down into the most basic energy particles, rising uncontrollably upwards until the power at the limit of his domain completely disappeared.

A strong sense of dizziness filled his brain, and Roy's mental energy was also unable to communicate with the magic element.

This is the "return mechanism" created by the gods!

For thousands of years, the gods who were returned to the capital have all tried to find a loophole, but they have all failed in the end. Roy was even less likely to escape and was swept up and soared into the sky.

"Is this the Celestial Realm?"

After an unknown amount of time, Roy's consciousness gradually returned. In a fleeting glance, his gaze pierced through the divine radiance and the distorted spatial turbulence, sweeping across the legendary celestial realm, which was beyond the limits of human imagination.

That glance was as fleeting as lightning!

Yet, in Roy's hazy consciousness, an incredibly shocking and unforgettable scene was imprinted.

The majestic, towering mountains stretch endlessly, beyond imagination, with gentle holy light flowing through them. The ever-burning seven-colored rays of light and auspicious clouds swirl around them. The mountain peaks pierce the higher heavens, shrouded in golden mist, radiating vast fluctuations of law. The massive mountain ranges that can contain the lower realms are just ordinary sights here, and can be seen everywhere.

The boundless deep sea, with its deep and ever-changing colors, constantly flows and rapidly blends between deep purple, indigo, silver, and dark gold. There are no waves on the surface, but a more powerful and primal "energy tide" is silently surging, shimmering with light.

Deep within the ocean, the vague outlines of colossal, indescribable divine beings swam slowly, each movement drawing the rhythm of the seawater. What truly shook Roy's soul was the sheer scale of the celestial realm—its vastness, its expanse, and its complexity far surpassed that of the mortal world!

"here it is?"

When Roy came to his senses, he was standing on a gleaming jade floor, with dozens of giant pillars carved from pure white crystals stretching to the horizon. The soft, holy, and dreamlike light illuminated the surroundings as if it were daytime.

"It's the Heavenly Palace that Odin gave me. Although I don't like that cage-like feeling, it is indeed the most luxurious palace in the heavens!" Freya laughed.

Roy's eyes were drawn to it, and what he saw was unparalleled luxury.

The lifelike, dynamic epic painting on the wall is inlaid with complete gems of various colors, magic crystals and divine metals, depicting Freya's miracles and the magnificent scenery of the heavens. The figures and scenery in the painting seem to have life, flowing slightly in the light and shadow.

The dome itself is a slowly rotating simulated starry sea, deep and dazzling, casting endless radiance.

The air was filled with a delicate yet refreshing fragrance that was invigorating.

Every corner of the palace glittered, resplendent in gold, its magnificence and splendor beyond description. In comparison, the palaces of mortals seemed like thatched huts. At that moment, a solemn and resounding proclamation rang out, filled with supreme reverence and fervent loyalty.

"Our eternal master!"

"Lady Freya, welcome back!"

The sound echoed between the tall pillars of the Heavenly Palace.

Roy saw two rows of figures standing neatly on either side of the wide avenue leading to the inner sanctuary.

On the left are ethereal beauties with graceful figures and stunning looks, surrounded by the radiance of natural elements. Their hair is of different colors, like the embodiment of flowers and gemstones. They bow their heads, their posture elegant and submissive.

On the right is a guard clad in silver armor, with a robust physique and a composed demeanor. He holds a halberd and a sword with understated gleam, resembling the most loyal sculpture, his sharp eyes filled with absolute awe.

Whether celestial beings or guards, all faced Freya in the center of the Great Dao, knelt on one knee, and bowed their heads deeply, performing the most sublime salute. Their voices were unified and resounded throughout the Heavenly Palace.

One glance from Roy revealed a group of fanatics no less devoted than Ota and Hedin, Freya's most loyal sycophants in the Celestial Realm. But that wasn't the real problem!

The movements and auras of these celestial beings and guards filled Roy with a sense of dread, a touch of terror. They were all powerful beings, mostly LV.9 or higher. LV.9s are everywhere, LV.10s are nothing!

"What do you think?" Freya, like a girl deeply in love, was passionate and unrestrained, pulling Roy along, running barefoot through the palace.

The fairies and guards stared in astonishment at this scene, never having seen their goddess so happy. What on earth had happened in the mortal realm? "I don't think so!"

When Roy recovered from the shock of arriving in the Celestial Realm, he forcefully shook off Freya's small hand.

Freya stopped and turned to look at Roy.

"You crazy woman!" Roy grew angrier with each thought, a surge of intense anger welling up within him. His eyes turned bloodshot, revealing a chilling murderous intent. He who hunts geese all day long has his eyes pecked by one!

Freya's acting was superb. Seeing her so weak and her sincere repentance, Roy's guard lowered. She actually dragged him to the Celestial Realm! Truly, old habits die hard. If Freya, this madwoman, didn't cause trouble, she wouldn't be Freya. Freya silently accepted Roy's blame.

"presumptuous!"

The surrounding fairies and guards, unaware of the relationship between the two, were instantly enraged when Roy dared to disrespect Freya. Magical light emanated from Roy's palm, while Freya drew her sword, and a chilling aura spread out.

"Stop!" Freya stopped her servant.

Only then did the fairies and guards stop what they were doing.

"This is between him and me!" Freya said, partly because she didn't want anyone to disturb her, and partly because she knew that her servants might not be a match for Roy. This young man had created countless miracles in the lower realms and even killed a fallen god. His record was well-documented!

Roy said coldly, "I want to go back to the lower realm!"

Freya replied, "It is the covenant of the gods that those who are returned to the heavens can never descend to the mortal realm again."

Roy declared firmly, "I am not a god!"

Freya said meaningfully, "Really?"

Roy frowned. He sensed something strange about Freya's tone; it seemed she knew something.

"Then I don't want to stay here either!"

Roy could tell that Freya had no way to return to the lower realm, so he turned to leave.

"You know nothing about the Celestial Realm. It's dangerous outside. There are ferocious beasts created by the gods, traps built for entertainment, and male gods with certain peculiar fetishes..." Freya reminded him, seemingly with good intentions.

Roy stopped abruptly, silently turning back. It wasn't that he was afraid of those things, but rather that Freya was, after all, someone he knew. "Hehehehehe!"

Freya let out a silvery laugh. Roy was practically invincible in the lower realms, but this was the celestial realm.

To deal with Rhea, Roy had to go through the trouble of destroying seventy-nine floors of the dungeon, summoning the mutated Zhagnat, cooperating with Oceanus, and combining her charm, the World Tree, and the power of many adventurers!

In the heavens, gods who can use their powers at will are everywhere, and Roy can't defeat any of them.

Roy glared fiercely at Freya.

Back in the heavens, Freya was even more radiant.

To describe Freya's appearance, any single word would be inadequate.

Her cheeks seemed to be a masterpiece sculpted by the Creator, her silver hair was like cascading moonlight or flowing Milky Way, reaching her waist, smooth and lustrous, her skin was fair, with a moon-like luster, her eyebrows were long and slender, and her violet eyes, which could outshine the stars, outlined a natural charm and mystery.

Her figure perfectly embodies the "golden ratio," with a long, swan-like neck and elegant lines; a perfect curve in her shoulders and neck, and delicate collarbones like works of art. Tall and graceful, her curves are as if sculpted by divine hands, her breasts are full and voluptuous, her waist is so slender it could be encircled with one hand, creating a breathtaking contrast with her rounded hips.

Her every move naturally exudes a captivating and irresistible charm.

Freya's beauty lies not only in her impeccable "form" but also in her "spirit" that penetrates the soul.

When she gazes at someone, that person feels like the only person in the world she sees; when she smiles, that person is willing to give her everything.