"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask then?"

Kate gave Milla a helpless glance, though deep down she was just as shaken.

Daniel's strength had far surpassed her imagination.

After a brief silence, Kate spoke in a more serious tone.

"Milla, you're new to the Backworld. You still don't really understand how things work here."

"Normally, these ancient-god-type Fake Gods are not weaker than us at all. But right now… every single one of them has been weakened."

She paused, her expression darkening. "Because they've lost their faith power, their overall strength has dropped drastically."

From her observations, the area surrounding the City of Luck was already filled with devout believers kneeling in prayer.

And all their prayers were directed toward one place—Daniel's newly-established Infinite Divine Temple.

It didn't take a genius to see that this was his doing. Somehow, Daniel had devised a way to strip those ancient gods of their followers' faith.

That explained why all of the ancient-god Fake Gods had grown so much weaker.

While Kate and Milla were still speaking, another Fake God fell from the sky with a thunderous crash.

"That's… the fourteenth one, isn't it?" Kate muttered.

Daniel was still hovering high above the battlefield, his robes utterly spotless, as if untouched by the chaos around him.

And that calm, unblemished figure only made the believers below even more fanatical.

Their chants grew louder, their prayers more desperate, as if their souls were being drawn toward him.

Kate frowned. If the City of Luck had already seen this many Fake Gods fall, surely the rest wouldn't come charging in blindly.

After all, no one who had reached the level of Fake God could possibly be a fool. They knew what awaited them here—death.

So why were they still coming?

A bold thought flickered through Kate's mind. Could Daniel possess some kind of power that influences even a Fake God's mind?

It wasn't impossible. Anyone chosen by a god must hold extraordinary value.

And Daniel… his abilities were endlessly surprising. No matter how she looked at it, she couldn't compare.

In less than half an hour, Daniel had wiped out almost all of the Fake Gods in the surrounding regions.

Along with them, more than ten million demigod-rank beings had also perished beneath his hand.

But Daniel himself didn't seem satisfied.

Though all of those corpses had been refined into Common Materials, each one could only yield a single piece, and the materials required to synthesize God Rank Skills were astronomical.

Even after this massacre, what he had gathered was a mere drop in the ocean—barely enough to craft a few lower-tier divine skills.

When he examined the materials carefully, he found that only a small fraction were truly valuable.

Still, waste was unacceptable.

Daniel decided to conserve what he had and opened his God Rank Skill Compendium, flipping through its endless list of possible creations.

After some thought, he used the available materials to craft two new skills—not offensive ones this time, but practical abilities that could aid him in his future endeavors.

[Spatial Pouch]Effect: Grants a special storage space with no size limitation.

[Wings of the Gale]Effect: Greatly enhances movement speed and adds bonus damage during movement.

Once the synthesis was complete, Daniel exhaled slowly.

His mission here was done.

After all, the original objective had only been to eliminate ten Fake Gods, and he had far exceeded that number.

He turned toward Kate. "You should be able to leave the Backworld now, right?"

Kate nodded firmly. "Yes, I can. But…"

She hesitated, then continued, "I can't pass through the teleportation array you made. The Backworld has left an imprint on me. I'm bound to it."

Daniel studied her for a moment, then nodded. "In that case, it's time we left. Don't worry about your problem—I'll take care of it."

He raised his hand, and the air before him rippled.

Myriad Worlds Mastery—Activate.

A luminous portal opened, connecting directly to the Land of Origin.

"Go on ahead," Daniel said calmly. "I have a way to get you out."

Kate hesitated for only a second before choosing to trust him. She stepped through the portal and vanished into the light.

At the same time, Daniel's voice echoed across every battlefield in the Backworld, resonating in the minds of all human Awakeners.

"Withdraw. Return to the Land of Origin."

They didn't question him.

By now, Daniel's commands were absolute—divine decrees to be obeyed without hesitation.

The Awakeners immediately began retreating in perfect order, moving toward the portals that shimmered open across the skies. One after another, they disappeared from the Backworld, returning to their homeland.

Meanwhile, Kate emerged on the other side of the portal and blinked in shock.

This place… isn't this the Land of Origin?

She looked around in disbelief. The vast space around her extended endlessly, filled with radiant stars and drifting celestial bodies.

In the far distance, she could see what seemed to be the Primordial Plane—and beyond that, entire clusters of stellar bodies floating freely in the void.

But something felt off.

These stars weren't following the rigid laws of the Primordial Plane. They were… free.

Kate rubbed her eyes, thinking she was seeing things. But the vision didn't fade.

Those stellar entities that should have been bound by cosmic rules were now moving on their own, gliding gently through space like living creatures.

Daniel hadn't imprisoned them. He simply set one condition: they must never collide with the Land of Origin or cause harm to any living beings there.

As Kate was still trying to make sense of this unbelievable scene, Daniel's calm voice resonated directly in her mind.

"Don't be afraid, Kate. This world… is mine."

The words made her heart tremble.

So this was his domain.

The sheer scale and authenticity of it dwarfed her own creations.

After ascending to Fake God rank, she too had begun constructing her own pocket dimension—a necessary step toward becoming a Demigod. But compared to this? Her world was like a candle beside a star.

This wasn't merely a plane—it was an entire cosmos, complete and self-sustaining.

Before she could speak, Daniel's voice came again.

"Kate, have you returned to your original timeline yet?"

She shook her head. "No. I can't. I don't have the power to traverse time. The Gate of the Past is beyond my reach."

Daniel smiled faintly. "If you wish to go back, that's enough. Leave the rest to me. Just stay here quietly and wait."

Before Kate could even respond, Daniel's figure faded from sight.

In the next instant, his presence reappeared inside the warehouse of Winterhold Castle.

Towering piles of materials gleamed faintly under the light—everything he had accumulated since the beginning of his journey.

With a wave of his hand, the items dissolved into streams of light and vanished into his newly-created Spatial Pouch.

Now that he possessed a limitless storage space, there was no reason to leave anything behind.

He intended to step through the Gate of the Past, and carrying all his materials would be crucial. If he needed to synthesize new God Rank Skills during his journey, he couldn't afford to be unprepared.

A quiet certainty stirred within him—this trip back in time would yield something extraordinary. Perhaps rare materials, perhaps forgotten powers. But it would be important.

After organizing everything and ensuring that the Land of Origin was stable, Daniel made his way toward the Gate to the Past.

The massive portal stood before him, its edges surrounded by swirling currents of energy.

As he approached, he could feel it—the gravitational pull that rippled outward like invisible tides, tugging at everything nearby.

A powerful suction force radiated from the gateway, spreading across the surrounding air, bending even space itself.

Daniel paused at the edge, eyes narrowing slightly. The air shimmered, distorting under the immense pull.

He could sense time itself whispering beyond that door—echoes of what once was, fragments of forgotten eras.

Kate's words lingered in his mind. She wants to go back but lacks the power to cross time.

A faint smile crossed his lips. "Then I'll bring her what she cannot reach."

His aura flared, threads of divine light swirling around him.

He had faced gods, slain them, and rewritten the rules of faith itself.

Now, standing before the Gate of the Past, Daniel prepared to do something no one in the known multiverse had ever dared—walk backward through time.

The energies roared, pulling harder, as if the past itself hungered for his entry.

But Daniel stood unmoved, cloak billowing in the storm of ages.

"Let's begin," he whispered.

And with that, he stepped forward.

The Gate trembled.

Reality folded.

And Daniel, the one who had conquered death, divinity, and fate itself, disappeared into the radiant spiral of history.

Somewhere far behind him, in the stillness of the Land of Origin, Kate lifted her head.

She could no longer sense his presence—but she could feel his will echoing faintly through the stars.

A whisper of divine certainty drifted across her heart.

He's gone to the past… to prepare for what's to come.

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