His initial plan to begin retirement and await death ignited once again.

"Forget it, this Magic Net establishment has nothing to do with cultivation, I won't break through again."

He couldn't help but pat the elephant's ear and said gruffly:

"Prophet, you know my whole life has been a relentless hardworking fate."

This aged Mighty God's smile in his later years was quite kind and friendly, "Are you two also trying to work me to death?"

"No, it's not just the two of them!"

"There's also us."

Suddenly a voice came from outside the garden, Die Hongjun, Diechi Yin, and Die Mingren were already outside at some point, looking at this tall and kindly old giant.

"This time, let us accompany you on this journey."

...

Year 490 of the Butterfly Race.

Xiangtuo Mo entered seclusion again, studying the Magic Net covering this entire era together with the Truth Angels, the Phoenix Emperor, and even former companions.

To thoroughly perfect the Magic System.

He wanted every city to have a Magic Statue, allowing residents to cultivate the respective Wind and Light Magic.

He traveled the earth again, establishing Magic Statues in every city; thus, various magic schools and Fighting Spirit Knights emerged on the land.

The era of the Extraordinary was born completely.

In the blink of an eye, another eighty years passed.

And Xiangtuo Mo, burning life again, welcomed his twilight years once more.

"This time, there will be no more surprises."

In the last moments of his life, he walked across mountains and rivers, setting foot in the Highland Kingdom.

This was his final journey.

Last time, he traveled across the kingdoms on earth, popularizing the Knight System, enabling the beings on the land to possess physical strength.

Now, he will popularize the Mages' Magic Net.

When he arrived at the old site.

The Angels' tribe had already established a Holy Empire.

The current Angel King is named New Bal, and together with Xiangtuo Mo, they made music and played the flying game of the past.

"Go, go!" The Phoenix Emperor and Diechi Yin shouted loudly, extremely excited.

...

Xiangtuo Mo went to the Elf Forest to dance together.

The Elf children here have established an Elf Dynasty, the Elf Queen named Galadriel, a talent and ambitious queen.

She is researching to cultivate the Magic of the New Age, saying she wants to transform it into Elf Magic suitable for their physical cultivation.

At the night bonfire dance, a group of adorable Elf children tried to dig his navel while he snored in sleep.

Among the Elf Race, the legend of old is still circulating.

That the Elephant God's navel is full of knowledge, and the navel would ooze abundant knowledge.

...

He then arrived at the High Mountain Titan Giant Tribe.

Here, a kingdom was not established, maintaining a primitive style, and they compared arm wrestling again.

Finally, he arrived at the island of the Giant Dragons, and contrary to expectation, the dragons were full of wisdom.

Their king was a tall golden dragon named Alexstrasza, and discussed the possibilities of Giant Dragon Magic with him, intending to combine Wind and Light Magic to create "Dragon Roar Magic."

"On this vast and boundless land, the era of creation has ended, and the Extraordinary system is on the rise."

He wandered on.

He saw Agni atop a high mountain at the world's edge.

This giant resides in a volcano, establishing a massive volcanic smithy, forging weapons.

The enormous volcano resembled a burning basin, with this giant flipping weapon embryos with tongs constantly.

He saw Valuna in an ocean at the end of the world.

She and Agni birthed many children, she raised them, and her three thousand children, intelligent and kind, are called the daughters of the sea.

Now they are very old and about to die.

After all, they are essentially ordinary giants, albeit wielding Divine Objects.

"We still meet every thirty-six years on the new moon day."

"Thank you truly, mighty Xiangtuo Mo, for spreading magic that we have started to learn."

"This is a very promising path to Ascension to Divinity, allowing us to completely fuse with the Divine Objects."

"You gave us the chance to regain youth, we want to live, to become young again."

"We wish to complete the God of Longevity's trial, become gods, and break free from this prison, the two of us meeting again."

Xiangtuo Mo bid farewell to these two sinners.

In a valley, he encountered Vedamo, still dragging a massive raft filled with corpses.

Yet, a group of little kobolds, his children, was jumping on the corpses.

Vedamo was now extremely aged, kneeling on one knee in guilt, clutching his chest in a Holy Guard's salute, saying:

"O God, do you remember your chief Holy Guard, I sincerely request your forgiveness."

"The Longevity Divine Spirit had already judged long ago, and you're atoning. Do you now have children?" Xiangtuo Mo was deeply moved.

"I had them two hundred years ago, my wife passed away over a century ago, also of dementia." Vedamo said.

"Dementia, indeed." Xiangtuo Mo sighed deeply.

"She was a brave female giant warrior guarding the southern tribe, I met her while transporting corpses..."

"Later on..."

"The second raft she sailed on was our home, built for me by those two giants who also built a smithy for me, constantly repairing my boats."

"In those last ten years of her dementia, she always sat dazed on the other raft, already very bewildered."

After hearing all this, Xiangtuo Mo said, "Dragging two boats, isn't it tiring."

"Of course it's tiring, but what I'm dragging is my home."

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