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"Stop her now!"

"Stop? I am the mother of all things, the goddess of the earth. After obtaining this body, I only need a thought to call for changes in the earth." Gaia reversed the situation and became the calm one.

"Typhon will be born amidst the wailing of all living things. All I have to do now is [birth]."

Gaia smiled under the attack of Blaze and the other two. Before achieving the final victory, any resistance was just a decoration of the joy of the final victory.

"Then how do you plan to be born?" Greenland suddenly asked.

"It's very simple, I just need to cut the umbilical cord. Once separated from the mother's body, I will be born, and even in this world of death, I can become Typhon, the King of Evil." Gaia said it very easily.

Yes, of course it is easy, because the umbilical cord is on your body and you can cut it anytime you want.

Gaia was suddenly stunned. How could birth be so simple? It seemed that there was no need for them to drill out of Gaia's pelvis. So why did they have to take this path?

Because... I want to be born from my mother's womb as her child?

She didn't know, but the sky she saw from that pelvis was really... beautiful. It reminded her of the past and the love that the sky represented.

"Then can you do it?"

"What's wrong with that?" Gaia came back to his senses, feeling embarrassed and angry.

A human transformed into a monster actually dared to [ridicule] her. She grabbed her umbilical cord tightly, but with just a slight force, her weak half of the body let out a painful groan.

She had left her other half and given up the name Gaia, but because the umbilical cord still connected them, her other half was still connected to her consciousness.

Gaia frowned, and slowly exerted force with her giant hand, intending to pull it off along with the nauseatingly weak half of her body. This weak body was a disgrace to her as the mother of all things, and she didn't want it at all.

Seeing Gaia's actions, Greenland stopped and looked at the dead fetus with an unclear bitter smile.

"You can't do it."

"You're saying…" Gaia was stunned, her other hand gripping her wrist, protecting the fragile half of her body from her grasp.

"You are..."

Chapter 461 Farewell to the Earth and Healing Its Wounds

Gaia stared blankly at the person holding her wrist. She didn't know how to address this skinny child.

"Let go!" Gaia tried to shake off the hand, but the thin child was surprisingly strong and held her wrist tightly.

“Are you going to harm my mother, your own body?”

"Mother?" Gaia smiled as she looked at the delicate, trembling female body in her arms. "How can such an ugly, weak thing be considered a mother? Your mother is Gaia, the goddess of all things, the Earth. You should be ashamed of such a weak mother. You should squeeze out every last vestige of divinity from her without hesitation."

"If you had removed this thing earlier, you could have become the King of Evil! Instead of being a half-baked person like you are now."

"She is my mother, how could I dislike her?" The boy smiled helplessly, looking up at his cold and cruel mother.

“Am I a failed child?”

"I'm a failure. I've spent countless years but still can't become the King of Evil, I can't become Typhon. Why did I give birth to you?"

Gaia whispered maliciously, but her words were parroted, repeating the same few sentences over and over again. The boy raised his eyes and saw the woman whispering in his mother's ear like a spell.

This woman is really amazing. She only taught his mother a few words, but her mother was deeply influenced to the point of being possessed by a demon.

"Mom, I love hearing you talk about my future, about trampling the earth and annihilating the gods. Even though I know it's not a good thing, as long as you're happy, I can listen and obey you all the time. This is a rare happiness for you while you're trapped in hell."

The boy slowly pressed down Gaia's hand. This was his first resistance since he came into existence.

"But actually doing it is another matter."

"You are a mother who loves her children. You are the mother of all things, a goddess. You should not become a monster that steals other mothers' children, and you must not become the king of evil."

He snatched the weak mother from Gaia's arms, protected her in his arms, then reached out and pushed hard, pushing the mother with a stunned expression into the darkness.

He knew his mother had trapped him, but he, too, hadn't he trapped her. As long as he existed, his mother would forever pursue revenge, forever placing all her hopes on the King of Evil. He simply couldn't bear to see his mother go. He simply wanted her to have something happy to share.

The dead fetus slowly opened its eyes and smiled bitterly at its sleeping mother in its arms.

"I wish you could scold me and continue living with my brothers. However, Typhon will be born today, and the day of our separation has come."

The dead fetus grasped its own umbilical cord, reluctantly, tremblingly, and gently breaking it. The afterbirth that bound its lower body fell away, revealing a pair of strong legs.

Typhon, the Lord of Evil, was born. He was the noble primordial deity, the product of the union of Gaia, the mother of all things, and Hades. His birth would be no less than, or even greater than, the Titans' climb out of the vertical hell. He should dance joyfully at the moment of his birth, just like the Titans.

But the evil king Typhon simply wrapped his mother's body with the afterbirth and gently placed his mother in front of the red dragon.

"I... left my mother here."

He abandoned his mother, and now he has truly become the king of evil.

The world is trembling as it awaits the birth of Typhon. An existence of such weight is enough to turn the entire world upside down. Nothing can stop this birthday artillery composed of the wails of countless extinct creatures.

But whether it was Blaze, Greenland or the little angel, they all looked quietly at the tall giant in front of them. If the birth of Typhon would cause a huge upheaval, then they would defeat Typhon before the upheaval was completed.

Despite the urgency of the situation, there is still time to hear a child's final goodbye to their mother.

"My mother is Gaia, the goddess of the earth, the mother of all things. She brought order to chaos, guided the birth of the second generation of humans, and gave birth to the gods of light. She once said, 'I am Gaia, the goddess of the earth. Humanity is my child. I cannot bear to see them suffer such a disaster. Let me save them.'"

Typhon was not unaware of the beauty of the surface world. He was connected to his mother, and her memories held the beauty of the surface world. So he felt truly sad for his brothers. Being banished from such a bright world into hell must have been very painful.

But unfortunately, he could not become a son that made his mother proud.

How could he trample on the world that his mother once protected?

"Mother, I don't want to be your pride. I hope you will be ashamed of me and treat me as a failed child." Typhon stretched out his finger and tried to touch Gaia's cheek carefully, but he retreated at the moment he was about to touch it.

"You shouldn't have given birth to Typhon, the King of Evil. How could a goddess have a demon as a son?"

Typhon slowly stood up and stepped back, the whole world shaking.

"Even if you kill me, it won't stop the world from turning upside down. The reason for the world turning upside down is weight. My birth adds weight, and my death reduces weight. No matter what, it will cause the world to turn upside down."

"You guys leave."

Blaze stood up silently and walked towards the ferryman's boat without looking back. The little angel followed behind. Only Greenland, still holding Gaia's remains and still a red dragon, looked at Typhon's back.

As if noticing Greenland's gaze, Typhon turned his head and smiled faintly.

"In the end, I couldn't become my mother's proud child."

Typhon leaped into the cracks in the earth, and the light generated by the rotation of the world burst out, burning his body. But the upheaval had not yet fully begun, so the power of the light only burned Typhon.

Typhon stopped deep in the crack and reached out to grab the parting rock wall.

He once fantasized about becoming a beautiful giant with clouds on his head, so that he could pick the clouds and wear them as a laurel wreath on his mother's head, so that the world could sing his name and make his mother even prouder.

It's a pity that he is destined to be born as the King of Evil, but he does not complain about being born as Gaia's child. His mother is the greatest mother in the world, and it is his honor to be born as Gaia's child.

He was grateful for his birth, because because of him, this useless child, Gaia would continue to be the mother of all things and the kind goddess. No one would remember his birth, and no one in this world would find any trace of his birth.

"Earth, please continue to be beautiful and holy."

Typhon raised his head and took a last look at the sky. Then countless arms stretched out from his body and pierced into the rock wall, like a giant needle and thread shuttling back and forth in the split rock wall.

The pressure of resisting the rules of the earth shattered Typhon in an instant, but the thunder-like tendons in Typhon's body stubbornly supported it and shuttled through the cracks along Typhon's arms.

That would be the toughest suture in the world, able to mend even the scars of the earth.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Typhon roared with his soul, and his hands moved closer and closer, trying to slowly bring the separated earth together. True darkness gradually enveloped Typhon.

Gaia frowned as if she was in a nightmare. She felt a pain in her chest, as if the flesh and blood that had always been with her had fallen off.

My son, my son...

Gaia groped in the darkness for a long time, mumbling. She was looking for her sons who were trapped in the darkness. But she had many sons, and she seemed to have lost her youngest son. But she could not remember his name, and she had never looked at him and called out that name.

But as for the King of Evil, if it's Typhon, he'll definitely be in the dark. Mom will find you...

Snapped--

The hands clasped together, the earth stopped shaking, its wounds healed. Creatures stopped fleeing, and extinction would not come.

Gaia turned her head back blankly. There was a flash of light behind her, and her heart ached.

It turned out that her good-for-nothing son had been standing in the light all along. The first time she truly saw him was when he was born, but she could never see him again.

Chapter 462 Let’s get some Brazilian girls

The River Styx stirred up a raging tide amidst the earth's upheavals, freeing the souls trapped at the bottom. The waters of the Styx were quieter than sound, and those who attempted to cross were trapped at the bottom forever, their bodies decaying but neither dead nor alive, forever gazing at the surface.

The moment the River Styx was swept away, the souls broke free from the constraints of the water of the River Styx and climbed onto the shore screaming.

They had been trapped in the water for too long. Perhaps at first they were just ordinary dead people who had not paid the toll, but time and the water of the Styx changed their mental state.

Appearance is determined by the heart, and their twisted hearts turn them into terrible monsters.

[Forgotten Drowned Soul Monster LV100]

[Whether they were forced to enter the Styx due to lack of money, or were thrown off the deck after resisting the ferryman, no matter the reason, they eventually became the same hideous and terrifying monster.]

The first thing the ghosts did after they climbed out of the shore was to look for the ferryman of the Styx. They wanted to take revenge on the person who had directly caused them to be tortured for countless years under the Styx.

The ferryman was caught in a dilemma. Unfortunately, he couldn't split himself. Rather than the chaos that would have happened anyway, he prioritized stopping the undead monsters who wanted to escape.

The ghosts mocked the ferryman in a language that only the dead could understand. The ferryman was a god, but the upheaval symbolized the change of the rules of the world, and the process of change also affected the Styx.

The Ferryman is the god of the Styx and its symbol. Now that the upheaval has begun, and the Styx is right at the boundary of separation, the disintegration of the Styx also symbolizes the disintegration of the Ferryman's power and strength.

How many gods, because of the world's upheaval, were constantly dismantled and reassembled, until even their original appearance was lost. Before the upheaval ended and the world was fully reassembled, the Styx temporarily ceased to exist, and the power of the ferryman was lost.

The ferryman stood on the bank of the Styx with his oars. He looked like an ordinary old man because the Styx was torn apart by the upheaval. Even so, he remained unshakable and looked indifferently at the surrounding ghosts.

The ghosts laughed sarcastically and rubbed the ground with their twisted claws. They would enjoy killing the ferryman.

The ferryman sneered. He was the ferryman of the Styx, the guardian of the river's rules. He would separate the living and the dead at all costs. Even if he lost his power and became weaker, it didn't mean that these ghosts would become stronger and kill him and invade the world of the living.

He had already prepared his cards.

"Strangers! Urgent mission! For the sake of peace in the world of the living, destroy these ghosts and evil spirits that have crawled out from beneath the River Styx!"

"Their bodies have been immersed in the Styx for years, and a special liquid crystal exists in their bodies. It is an extremely rare material that is rarely seen in the world!"

"And if you help now, you'll get a River Crossing membership card in the future!"

The ferryman roared, and countless hands emerged from the ground. Then, filthy, demon-like strangers, their eyes glowing red, crawled out of the ground. In an instant, the ceiling collapsed, and the strangers were caught off guard and buried alive.

Before the strangers were ready to understand the situation, they heard the ferryman's call and received an urgent mission.

I don’t understand worldly peace, but I understand super rare materials and membership cards.

"One, two, three, four... that's quite a lot!" A stranger counted the wraiths that looked like an army of undead, slowly drawing his great hammer, which emanated holy light. "But one for each person doesn't seem to be enough."

“First come, first served!”

The dead souls surged from all sides of the Styx like a tidal wave, and the banks of the Styx were already occupied by strangers. The terrifying dead souls were so fierce and fierce that they turned into a fart and were crushed to pieces by the strangers.

The ferryman wiped the sweat from his forehead. After so many years as a captain, he almost capsized here. Fortunately, he had been harassed by strangers for a long time and knew how to ask them for help.

As for the membership card he promised...it was free to cross the river, but listening to his idle chatter and intelligence was another expense. Smuggling was a business with no real profit to be made; intelligence traders were more lucrative.

Suddenly, the Styx calmed down and the shaking of the earth stopped.

The ferryman was stunned. This was the first time in countless years that he had seen the upheaval finally stop. But he soon felt relieved. Being stopped wasn't a big deal. The King of Evil was here.

If the world was considered normal by this world, then it was no surprise that the King of Evil trampled upon this normality. That was the first soul he had ever seen that was lighter than the waters of the Styx.

Blaze and the other two didn't escape so smoothly. As the world turned upside down, the Styx was lifted up and flooded in. They had to use an escape tool, but it seemed that because the escape tool they used was spatial, the upheaval affected even space, and the three of them were randomly teleported away.

Blaze landed on a plain, stumbling before steadying himself. Surrounding him was the familiar grasslands of Midsummer Galaxy. Although this place had been created through the efforts of him and many other strangers, he had only been there a few times.

The whole world was peaceful, with only a gentle breeze blowing, leaving ripples on the beautiful Milky Way. The terrifying scene, as if the world was collapsing, seemed like just a dream.

"Did he do it?"

The campaign against Typhon failed, but Blaze did not feel much frustration, only loss.

Blaze looked up at the sky. Today seemed like any other day, peaceful and beautiful. It belonged to everyone, but not to the one who jumped into the abyss.

"Greenland... I can't contact the little angel either. I have to go back to Gaia's Pelvis." Blaze didn't hesitate too much and immediately planned to go to the nearest post station.

He was teleported to the Midsummer Galaxy, and Greenland and the little angel disappeared. Someone had to tell the strangers on the shore what happened.

The most important of these was [Turning the World Upside Down]. He subconsciously didn't want to think about it, but the problem he was avoiding finally appeared right in front of him.

The best approach is not to prevent the upheaval; the solution is to find a way to neutralize it. This is not something he can find alone; it's time to open up and pool wisdom to find a solution.

Just when Blaze was about to use the teleportation item directly, some chill suddenly came in the wind.