A few days later.

Outside the Chaos Wall of the entire world, it still remains silent.

The nameless mist quietly envelops that void.

The chaotic void is dead silent, as if nothing ever happened.

The only evidence of Elis's battle is the large swathes of blood she left behind, leaning on the Crystal Wall of the Abyss World.

But that blood is being devoured by the writhing Crystal Wall.

Sssss~~

The blood gradually fades and disappears.

In the tiny eyes of mortals on the ground, the giant Crystal Wall moves like a living thing, filling in the gaps, repairing the order of the entire Crystal Series cosmos.

"It's all over."

The massive coffin of Tukashi stands on the ground.

"Twilight of the Gods, all the Creation Gods are dead."

"I will give future generations all a Genetic Lock, starting the propagation with existing Extraordinary Races."

No longer modifying the parameters of the original races, now is a stable starting point, and in the future, it will be an entirely Extraordinary World.

They have already exited the stage of history.

Perhaps, this is an inevitable stage of a world's growth.

Age of Creation Gods: Fathers were born in the initial world, creating extraordinary races on the earth.

Age of Extraordinary Mortals: Fathers completed the creation mission, after the Third Senses, they can only rely on the races themselves to cultivate, yet still dominate the sky, mistreating the extraordinary races on the ground.

Twilight of the Gods Era: The Gods treat the mortals as toys, abusing them like wild grass, intensifying class conflicts, as the races on the ground draw their swords against the Fathers in the sky.

"Those who slay Fathers, may inevitably appear."

Tukashi whispered: "If it's not Elis, someone else will surely appear."

Sylph's figure slowly appears in the World Tunnel, and sighs:

"Who knows? Living in these times, we can only guess at the phased progress of civilizations; your guess might be right, or it might be wrong."

"We are all stuck in the mire of the era; if we could live to see the distant future, only then would we understand the impact on history."

"However, regardless, she really is a madwoman."

Sylph, the Naga Witch, gazes at the sky outside the Chaos.

Once the only friend of the other, she does not wish to defend Elis.

The fellow lived a life of desolation, with a radical temperament. History will judge whether she was right or wrong, as the Tyrant who stirred the Twilight of the Gods and slaughtered the Gods of the sky.

Sylph recalls various scenes from their time together, her heart filled with inexplicable complex emotions.

"And you?"

Sylph spoke of the goal of this journey, "What will you do next? Will you inherit Elis's wishes and kill off all the Fathers? Will you kill me and the Elf Divine King Minis?"

The Fathers of today are really just three remnants of the eras.

If Tukashi decides to act, then the Abyss World and Elf World will rapidly usher in a second world war.

Tukashi suddenly smiled: "I am not as extreme as Elis. Her words before her death were insidious, clearly inciting me to act against you... I will not fall for her tricks, nor will I inherit her will; she has her dreams, and I have my ideals."

"Besides, it's currently difficult to act against you."

Although he is complete in the Fifth Senses, with combat power crushing everyone beside him, his size is too overwhelming.

How to traverse the World Tunnel, is itself a conundrum.

Moreover, in his view.

Despite the world-defying abilities of the Fathers, creating and modifying races, influencing the era excessively, they are still necessary.

The advancement of the future Extraordinary Race Era may encounter some bugs, perhaps ones that collapse the ecosystem, requiring the Creation God to create new races to complete the food chain.

"However, our era has already passed, since it is past, do not arbitrarily use your authority to abuse the people on the ground."

Tukashi warned: "Otherwise, you last Fathers, I will be like Elis and kill you all."

"Rest assured."

Sylph knew it was ultimately resolved peacefully.

"And what comes next?" Sylph thought of the future and looked at the ruins, saying: "This Abyss..."

"World destruction."

Tukashi remained unmoved and coldly said: "Finish the path I once walked halfway, continue killing them all, destroy the world to save it, then recreate a wholesome Abyss Species free of after-effects...."

"And add gender to them, creating the Fairy tribe, and my Paladin tribe."

"Then recreate the thousands of original Abyss Species, fixing the race of the Abyss, and I shall stand amidst the Abyss, sleeping until the future."

Sylph was not surprised, said: "Since the era is locked, the race is about to be thoroughly fixed, then I shall also create my Giant God."

After all, now there are three remnants.

One has the World Giant Tree, one has the Holy Hall Crystal Coffin, and only she lacks her own Giant God body... Without her own Divine Country, she is weaker.

"What will you build then?"

Tukashi asked: "Will you rebuild Elis's Fairy God, to commemorate her past, or create your own creation? Where will your Giant God roam in which world?"

Sylph shook her head, "I will create my race, the Naga Witch, to sleep submerged in the depths of the sea."

As for the abilities of this Giant God, she is not unprepared.

Tukashi nodded without hindering.

Though in the eyes of outsiders he may seem a madman, in reality, he is a rational dreamer.

The so-called world destruction is but a means to ensure this land once and for all addresses its hazards, rather than enduring eternal, repeated pains.

"Then, let it begin."

"Hm."

The two of them nodded.

The citizens of the Abyss World amidst this sea of ruined wasteland began rebuilding their homes, and were about to start the story after the Twilight of the Gods.

"No, we are willing to submit."

"Why? Why do this?"

"How can there be a second world-destroying madman!!?"

Tukashi completely obliterated everything.

The coffin quietly stands amidst the ruins.

At this time, unknowingly, a day and night had passed, the sunlight shines down, illuminating the entire turbid ocean through the Crystal Wall.

Tukashi busily revises the Abyssal nests, nurturing a new generation of wholesome life.

And, with data and preparations left by Elis, added gender to them.

An era without gods, mortals propagate on their own.

The Fathers are dead, those on the ground will become the new Fathers, nurturing offspring.

At this moment, the era is silent, transforming into ruins.

Future people open ancient texts of God's creation, seeing "The old Father is dead" on the murals.

A raging, screaming Tyrant from the earth, single-handedly causing the Twilight of the Gods, wielding a sword against the sky's Fathers.

Under the pavilion, looking at the brilliant, star-strewn night sky, a tall and handsome man continues turning the next page.

"Father, that's so interesting." The curious child said: "Twilight of the Gods, the Fathers are dead... so, since then, people on the earth have had gender, becoming new Fathers."

"Yes, thus I became your father." The man smiled warmly: "Sadly, during the Twilight of the Gods, there weren't three Creation Gods left in the world, but four."

"Who?"

The tall, valiant man did not answer, he simply petted the child's head affectionately, showing a hint of nostalgia:

"At that time, he was muddle-headed, still sleeping soundly, not witnessing the madman's anguished roars, nor many stories that perplexed him endlessly."

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