At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

Excessive pampering can breed inappropriate thoughts, which can lead to destruction.

“Well then, I’ll head back now. We’ll meet at Eden in two days.” Los Saint casually made a gesture beside him, and a silver spatial rift appeared.

The view of the Garden of Eden on the other side can be clearly seen through the crack.

The spatial rifts he had opened before were far less extensive than this.

His mastery of space is getting stronger and stronger, and his power has reached 2.1. That is to say, he is only 0.9 away from becoming a god-level being in spatial power.

The quality of power is not as simple as 1+1 being greater than 2.

The three powers and qualities caused a quantitative change; if you really want to explain it, you have to look at the difference between a fishpond and a lake.

The power of quality is a qualitative change, which is the difference between lakes and oceans.

Tiamat panicked, fearing she would be abandoned again, and quickly followed, saying, "Wait, Mom... wait for me, I want to go home with you too."

“I still have some things to do,” Buyer said, looking up.

The sun had reached the horizon, and the other side of the world had darkened into dusk, with a bright moon hanging in the sky.

The moon at this moment is completely different from what it used to be.

The moon, which was originally white, turned more than half pale green and its edges became blurred. This is a sign that a planet with an atmosphere would exhibit this behavior.

There was even a tiny, colorful halo around the edge of the moon.

That's the aurora caused by elemental forces flowing through the moon's atmosphere.

One-third of the moon's surface has now been altered, with the side facing Earth now covered in forests and even giving rise to various elemental life forms.

However, these elemental beings do not possess the ability to reproduce. Reproduction belongs to the realm of life, and only the laws of life can truly create flesh and blood life.

"Everyone, if you need anything, just contact me through the ley lines." After saying this, Buyer's figure slowly faded and disappeared. When she reappeared, she was already on the moon. She wanted to accelerate the ecological transformation of the moon and make it habitable for humans as soon as possible.

"I also need to go back and continue manufacturing the production line for the ley line teleportation anchors. See you in two days," Bai Yuekui said, taking the Anywhere Door out of the 'Eye of God'.

"Maido".

"Okay, Boss Bai." Mai Duo pouted. Boss Bai always bosses people around. Ever since Boss Bai came, she has been forced to do chores. She really misses the days when she lived under the same roof as Brother Luo.

"Big sister, I'm going back to the United States too. After all, the lovely people of the United States are just too warm and welcoming," Quetzal said with a smile. After she arrived in the United States, people all over North America were vying to come and see her, and the Aztecs of South America also came to see her in groups.

She was really overwhelmed, especially since the United States was facing a major problem, with every state in chaos and on the verge of collapse.

If she lets things continue like this, unaware of the suffering humanity will endure from war, even though she controls it, unjust wars only bring despair.

"If you need anything, please come to me, big sister. I'll be happy to help. Farewell." After saying that, Quetzal transformed into a fiery meteor and flew into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Joan of Arc and Artoria walked directly into the spatial rift and returned to Eden; they didn't have much to do now.

Both Britain and France are very safe now. The only thing we can do is respond to the prayers of Catholics around the world and contribute our own strength to help them through this difficult time.

Ishtar couldn't stay still. Instead of returning to Eden, she planned to go to Mesopotamia, where she experienced a strong sense of faith.

The core of Mesopotamia today consists of Iraq and Syria, both countries that have been embroiled in war for years. For the people there, humans with guns are far more terrifying than monsters.

She planned to return to Mesopotamia to rebuild the city-state that worshipped her.

Raiden Shin and Yae no Miko returned to Tokyo and instructed their subordinates to prepare a banquet to congratulate the heroes.

The heroes have already wiped out all the Rahmu and are now collecting the bodies of their fallen comrades.

Although they knew that the deaths of their comrades were not a complete disappearance and that they might reunite in the underworld after death, the thought of parting ways and never meeting again in life filled them with immense sorrow.

Of the warriors who came here, less than half are still alive; most of those who failed to obtain the Holy Mark perished here.

Purple lightning flashed before the heroes, and an invitation appeared before them.

This is the invitation to the celebratory banquet sent by Narukami. Some are filled with glory, some have mixed feelings, and some can't help but shed tears.

Tao Jing sighed as she read the invitation: "It's a banquet. It would be nice if all our deceased compatriots could attend."

To her, those who die on the battlefield are the heroes.

The wall of light that kept Tokyo untouched by destruction disappeared.

After confirming that the disaster was completely over and the waters of Tokyo Bay had recovered, people spontaneously walked into the ruins and looked at the heroes, who were covered in blood, standing on both sides with admiration and respect.

"They bled a lot..."

"Yes, they are all fighting for us; they are true heroes."

"I don't even dare to watch their battles. They can even defeat such a dense horde of monsters."

"They are heroes! Heroes of humanity!"

"hero!"

After one person shouted out the voice of a hero, more and more people shouted it out, eventually creating an overwhelming wave of sound.

"hero!!!"

"hero!!!"

"hero!!!"

They witnessed the fierce battles that raged in the coastal city from beginning to end; the heroes' bravery, sacrifice, and willpower—any one of these qualities could deeply resonate with anyone.

Their heartfelt admiration and shouts have nothing to do with race or nationality; people's support for the heroes who protect them is instinctive.

The surviving British knights licked their chapped lips. Even though they were already highly admired by their people in Britain, being cheered by foreigners in this foreign land was the most dazzling moment of their lives.

Gavin stood tall and proud, now able to remain calm in the face of all the praise, though he felt a pang of sadness; his Knights of the Round Table were down to just over thirty men.

"let's go."

"Yes, Commander!" the knights replied in unison.

At this moment, the priests of the Roman church were in a dilemma: should they go or not? Going would be against the doctrine, but not going would be disrespectful to the Lord.

"Your Holiness, please say something!" Conrad said anxiously.

"Yeah, are we going or not?" Abelon was also very anxious; he really wanted to go.

The Pope said irritably, "Shut up, can't you see I'm communicating with the Lord?" At that moment, the Eye of God in his hand flashed twice.

"Phew~" The Pope breathed a sigh of relief: "The Lord said, do as you please, he doesn't care."

“Then let’s go.” Conrad said enthusiastically. Although he was a devout believer, he didn’t particularly like those seemingly irrational dogmas.

Amidst the shouts of the crowd, everyone headed towards the city center, and more and more people gathered on both sides, all with eyes full of admiration.

The vehicles spontaneously stopped on both sides of the road, and the passengers and drivers got out and shouted.

Journalists from various countries held up their cameras and broadcast live, passionately recounting the deeds of the triumphant heroes to their viewers.

More than a million people lined both sides of the road, their enthusiastic cheers the best tribute to the triumphant heroes.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, the heroes arrived at the rest area specially arranged for them.

They have just finished fighting and now need to clean themselves and rest well. The banquet will begin after they have rested.

……

Garden of Eden.

At this time, there were only five people in the Garden of Eden: Joan of Arc, Artoria, Ereshkigal, Tiamat, and Los Saint.

The original villa has been demolished and rebuilt into a pure white temple complex. The temple complex is very tall and large, roughly the size of ten Forbidden Cities.

This temple complex is located directly below the World Tree, which is now enormous, reaching a height of a thousand meters, with its canopy stretching as far as the eye can see, and a complex network of ley lines beneath its trunk.

The central temple is at the highest point, and each step is very high, but these are all decorations. Gods fly and would never climb steps.

The temple has a circular structure similar to the council of elders in ancient Rome, with a throne at intervals, and the back of the throne is marked with a symbol unique to each god.

His family members currently have seats here.

As the number of gods increases in the future, they cannot act as arbitrarily as they do now; a reasonable order among the gods is necessary.

The highest throne naturally belongs to him, and the closer the throne is to the inner ring, the stronger the god is.

His plans for the world were inscribed on the wall at the entrance to the temple.

At that moment, he was writing his future plans for the world.

Artoria looked at the plan written by Los Saint and said excitedly, "Master, are we going to start the dungeon project next?"

She recently wanted to return to Britain to lead the people again. Los Santos allowed gods to govern the kingdom, and lightning was a prime example.

Los Saint nodded: "Yes, the entire Earth has basically become extraordinary, and the heroes' strength is now sufficient to reliably protect their kingdoms, so it's time to move into the 'renovation' phase."

"The renovation phase?" Ereshkigal blinked, puzzled.

Los Saint: "I have already established the supernatural system and supernatural soil, which means the house is built. Next, I just need to work on the details of infrastructure and farming. I can't let my world be a bare shell."

“I see.” Ereshkigal blinked; she didn’t actually understand completely.

"So, my lord is planning to take a break for a while?" Joan of Arc's words hit the nail on the head. As a saint who truly understood God, she immediately knew what Los Saint was thinking.

"..." Luo Sheng looked at Joan of Arc expressionlessly, what are you saying that is the truth?

Joan of Arc blushed slightly, lowered her head but couldn't see her toes, and then felt a sharp pain on her forehead, clutching it and saying, "Ouch!"

“I’ve already said we’re focused on development. We can’t just keep training those heroic leaders; we need to develop in all aspects.” Los Saint withdrew the finger he’d flicked on Joan of Arc’s head and said, “Currently, our high-end capabilities are almost there.”

Moreover, the Earth-Moon system is evolving after absorbing Tiamat's power.

In other words, the Earth and the Moon are increasing their overall size.

Those heartbeats from the planet are the planet's process of upgrading.

He is now very much looking forward to seeing how much the Earth-Moon system will be strengthened after the upgrade.

……

Time passed little by little, and soon two days had gone by.

The heroes' feast has begun, and the whole of Japan is celebrating for the past two days, just like the Spring Festival in Xia Kingdom, with the whole country on holiday, singing and dancing.

The state banquet hall is large enough to accommodate 5,000 people for banquets.

However, not even half of the heroes from various countries were seated. At this moment, everyone temporarily forgot their sorrow and toasted each other.

The gods will not appear at this banquet, allowing them to enjoy themselves without restraint.

“Ms. Tao Jing, thank you so much for your protection. If it weren’t for your shield, I wouldn’t have the chance to stand here.” Alan raised his wine glass to Tao Jing in sincere gratitude: “Our friendship will never fade. If you need me, I will respond.”