As a queen who has lost her kingdom, I can see the comments section.

The demigod battle that took place above Beard City has spread throughout the continent in just a few days, becoming the hottest topic of the moment and stirring up excitement among countless people who have learned what happened.

Demi god!

A new hierarchy has appeared before the world.

Many people once thought that the title of Saint was the pinnacle, but the appearance of Amelia and Irene fully showed everyone that there is another rank called Demigod!

How to become a demigod is still unknown, but the existence of this rank is enough to inspire excitement.

Furthermore, the existence of artificial gods is a topic of endless discussion, with many people wanting to know what exactly artificial gods are all about. However, it is clear that no one can answer this question for them, as the members of the Church of Heaven have now disappeared from society.

Rex still exists, but after what happened before, he'll naturally hide wherever it's safest now and most likely won't show his face again.

Amelia's life also became more comfortable.

Inside a castle beside the Flower Plain, Amelia slowly awoke in her bedroom.

She turned her head to look at Eileen, who was hugging her, and her face flushed slightly as she thought of their intimacy the night before.

At that moment, Eileen also opened her eyes.

No matter when, Eileen would always wake up right after Amelia.

Good morning, Eileen.

Good morning, Leah.

"Mwah mwah mwah."

Amelia hugged Eileen and became affectionate with her again.

If left undisturbed, this morning might have gradually turned into a sensual morning, but unfortunately, a series of urgent knocks on the door soon disrupted the atmosphere.

Amelia propped herself up.

Even if she doesn't open the door, the wind will tell her who's outside... Of course, who else but Theresa would dare to knock on the door so brazenly?

"Come in, come in."

Amelia's voice carried on the wind.

Dressed in a princess dress, with her long pink hair tied in three ponytails, Teresa entered with great enthusiasm.

Seeing Amelia and Irene in their nightgowns, the straps of which had slipped off their shoulders, making them look disheveled, Teresa couldn't help but purse her lips.

These two women are doing something indecent again.

"What are you doing, ruining my mood so early in the morning?" Amelia rolled her eyes at Theresa.

“Early morning?” Theresa put her hands on her hips and glanced at the wall. “The clock on your wall shows it clearly. It’s nine o’clock now. It can’t be called early morning anymore. It can only be called morning.”

"Don't worry about such details." Amelia slumped to the side and nestled into Eileen's arms.

Eileen hugged Amelia's soft, fragrant body and asked, "Theresa, is there something you need?"

Upon hearing this, Theresa immediately perked up: "I've already received the news; my title has been granted."

"Your title? What is it?" Amelia asked curiously.

The bestowal of titles often requires public approval; only the most universally recognized titles are considered official titles.

Although Amelia is capable enough to influence what the title should be, there's no need for that. Let others see things as they see them; the official definition is less convincing to the general public.

For example, a sheriff's position is called a sheriff, but if he is incompetent, he may be seen as a gorilla in the eyes of the public. On the surface, the public will still call him Sheriff, but in secret they will only call him a gorilla.

"Why don't you guess what my title is?" Theresa said with a smile.

It's clear that it's a pretty good title, otherwise Theresa wouldn't be so happy.

"Guess if I'll guess or not?" Amelia replied lazily.

Why guess when you can explain it in a single sentence?

Theresa pouted: "Fine, I'll just tell you directly, my title is Moon Goddess."

"Moon Goddess?" Amelia was taken aback at first, then suddenly realized: "You're already a demigod, not a titled saint, so you're the Moon Goddess... Wait, doesn't that change my and Eileen's titles too?"

Amelia immediately became interested.

“That’s right, you already have titles. Can you guess what they are?” Theresa said with a grin.

"What other title could it be? It's nothing more than Wind God and Sword God, there won't be much change," Amelia said confidently.

"……All right."

Theresa was surprised that Amelia guessed it so easily. She had been hoping to see Amelia ask her questions, but it was too easy for her to guess.

"Wind God? I'm actually the Wind God now, hehe." Amelia cupped her face and couldn't help but laugh.

Being called a god obviously gives people a special sense of satisfaction, because no matter when, the word god sounds like a high-ranking person.

"The Sword God?" Eileen was also somewhat dazed.

From Sword Saint to Sword God, this is undoubtedly a huge leap forward.

[Amelia and Irene are actually being called gods now? It's unbelievable how they've both gotten to this point.]

[A demigod is still a god, so there's nothing wrong with that title.]

I still want to ask what will happen to the extra divine crown? I'm very curious.

[Why do I have this feeling that we're nearing the end? We've already reached the level of Wind God and Sword God, so the ending isn't far off, is it?]

[I don't want the ending! I haven't had enough!]

[Don't worry, I'll just rewind and start watching from the beginning again.]

There should also be a storyline about a pure white paradise, right?

Lines of comments were also floating around in front of me at this moment.

Amelia glanced at it and became somewhat concerned about the Pure White Paradise.

Upon arriving in the Age of Gods, she learned about the existence of the Pure White Paradise through the comments section and knew that the Pure White Paradise would descend again in future generations.

She has been on guard against this matter, but so far, the Pure White Heaven has not descended. On the contrary, she has almost destroyed the power of the Church of Heaven. Only Rex is left to be dealt with. Even if the Pure White Heaven descends, there shouldn't be any bad problems, right?

Especially the Goddess of Pure White, who has already been blasted to death by herself, it's impossible for another Goddess of Pure White to jump out of the Pure White Paradise.

Thinking this way, Amelia felt much more relaxed.

"Let's go, let's go." Theresa stood up again: "This Moon Goddess will now perform many miracles before the people, so that everyone can witness the Moon Goddess's descent. Oh, and I must tell everyone that this Moon Goddess is called Theresa. How can you not even know the name of the mighty Moon Goddess?"

She just came over to tell Amelia and Irene that she was now the Moon Goddess, and then left happily.

"Really, they didn't even close the door."

Seeing Theresa leave on her own, Amelia waved helplessly, a gust of wind blew by, and the door closed gently.

Amelia then turned around and hugged Eileen in her arms.

"Eileen".

"What's wrong, Leah?"

"Eileen, it's time for breakfast."

"Okay, shall I go prepare it now? What would Leah like to eat?"

“No, Eileen didn’t understand what I meant.” Amelia shook her head. “It’s Eileen’s turn to eat breakfast.”

"Lia, the breakfast you mentioned is..." Eileen seemed to have thought of something, and her face flushed slightly.

Amelia raised her head slightly, blinking her big, bright eyes: "I taste delicious."

"Okay, I'll start eating then."

Eileen naturally wouldn't refuse.

She held Amelia tightly, and they both fell over.

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The world is at peace.

The warm month of May passed quickly, bringing comfort, and the sweltering month of June arrived.

On June 1st, an unexpected event occurred in Morris, the former capital of the Seinsor Empire!

Chapter 523 Pure White Paradise

Morris, the former capital of the Seinsor Empire, was extremely prosperous and thriving.

However, with the death of Emperor Griffith at the hands of Amelia and the decline of the Church of Heaven, the Seinsor Empire naturally split up, and now many powerful figures within its borders each occupy their own territory and govern themselves.

They weren't ambitious enough to annex the original imperial territory, because they knew very well that in this world, powerful apostles were everything, and Amelia's attitude determined everything.

So they were just occupying their own territory, waiting for Amelia's judgment.

But Amelia never came.

The original imperial capital, Maurice, was occupied by a duke named Esmond Bell, who was himself a transcendent apostle and controlled a significant portion of the power within the former Seinsol Empire, which is why he was able to take over Maurice.

However, this was not a happy thing for him. In essence, Morris was a hot potato. Many people did not want to occupy this place, for fear of offending Amelia.

But Esmond had no choice; due to various factors, he could only occupy the place for the time being.

Just when Esmond thought that the change in Maurice would occur after Amelia's arrival, another anomaly occurred first.

It was late at night, and the darkness enveloped the entire city, with the city lights reflecting off the stars in the sky.

The night in Morris was much quieter than the day, so much so that many people heard a tearing sound when it came.

Esmond heard it too.

Although Esmond is an elderly man with white hair and beard, and his physique is no longer upright, seemingly requiring a better lifestyle to maintain good health, his rank as a Superior Apostle grants him a certain degree of capriciousness. He often stays up late at night to handle various matters. Of course, this doesn't mean he sleeps late in the morning; his sleep time is very short.

As usual, he was reading in his study at his mansion when he heard the unusual tearing sound. Esmond immediately left the study and went to the yard to look up.

"My God, what is happening? What am I seeing?"

Esmond was speechless with shock.

In the black night sky, as if someone had cut a knife, a narrow crack appeared, and from within this crack, a dim yellow light shone out.

The cracks are getting bigger and bigger.