Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Cladema, the God of Underground Caves and Relics, was the only victim of the ‘Yin Chen’ incident.

  Even the adventurers in the amusement park of Dragons and Dungeons weren’t killed or injured, except Cladema.

  This was certainly due to the admirable emergency measures the amusement park had taken, and the tourists who had been in Dragons and Dungeons had each carried a special magic tool. If they were seriously injured or felt extremely hungry and tired or met with danger, they would automatically be transported outside of the adventure park, rather than returning to the city or to the exit. In fact, they were transported directly to the clinic.

  The clinic was the strongest and safest building in the whole adventure park. Even if it collapsed, people in the clinic wouldn’t see any danger, not to mention that the clinic wouldn’t collapse.

  But this time, the clinic became so crowded that everyone felt uncomfortable because so many people had been transported there.

  Many people were dissatisfied, but when they heard what had happened, all the discontent in their hearts vanished into deep fear and relief.

  An honest man said, “What a surprise! It’s safer staying in underground than above ground!”

  A curious man said, “What a pity! If I were above ground, would I have been able to see that terrible red star?”

  A man who had inquired about it in detail said, “Even if you had been above ground, you would have had to take refuge, and as a result, you wouldn’t see anything.”

  “Even if I couldn’t see anything, I could at least feel the nervous atmosphere!” the curious man answered.

  “Aren’t you nervous when you’re in the clinic?” an old man asked.

  Like this, everyone laughed and the ‘Yin Chen’ incident ended.

  As a result, the safety of the Void Land had been confirmed again. Even a star that fell on the Void Land couldn’t kill anyone; could there have been a place safer than the Void Land in this world?

  Absolutely not!

  So in the next few months, the number of people who moved to the Void Land or who rented houses there to apply for temporary residence increased dramatically. Even the civil servants of the Void Land were unable to deal with the increasing numbers of people.

  Fortunately, this situation didn’t last for too long. After all, there were still only a few people who had an extraordinary need for security.

  Another outcome of this incident took place in Cladema’s kingdom.

  After hearing the news of Cladema’s death, many Gods rushed to his kingdom. First, they wanted to know how Cladema, the old dragon, had died, and second, they wanted to take over his legacy.

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  But Yorgaardman, the God of Justice, was the first one who arrived at Cladema’s kingdom.

  He didn’t come for his legacy, but to investigate what was going on.

  The Underground Dragon Nest of Cladema’s kingdom was in dead silence. There should have been some followers, one or two holy spirits or some Oracles created by Cladema, but there were no living creatures, and all the things that could be seen were dead and still.

  Yorgaardman pondered over it for a while and stepped into the deepest cave in the Dragon Nest.

  There, he saw mountains of treasure, but didn’t find Cladema or any other living creatures. He searched carefully in the golden treasure heap, but still couldn’t find any valuable clues.

  This wasn’t because he didn’t have good enough observation skills, but because the weird black book had left after devouring all the creatures in Cladema’s kingdom. When it left, Yorgaardman hadn’t arrived yet.

  After searching for a long time, the God of Justice had to admit that he really couldn’t find any clues, but he didn’t want to give up, so he sought Sui Xiong’s help.

  To be honest, Sui Xiong didn’t want to go out at that time. The battle with the strange black dragon had exhausted him, but he had also been inspired by the battle and intended to make small changes to his Oracles.

  But when Yorgaardman asked him for help, he still went.

  He specifically turned himself into a white jellyfish with positive energy and flew across the underground Dragon Nest, all the Gods eyeing him with hostility as they dared not come closer.

  He searched around the kingdom and felt something special. When he arrived at the deepest treasure heap, he felt that breath again.

  It was a terrible breath that he could never forget, and it came from the strange chaos.

  Compared to Yorgaardman, who could only use his Divine Power to detect his surroundings, Sui Xiong was much more sensitive to the world around him with his soul sensing. Although the black book had deliberately erased its breath, the remaining breath was enough for Sui Xiong to determine its origin.

  He thought for a moment and told Yorgaardman the origin of the breath in details, with special emphasis on the horror of the strange chaos.

  Yorgaardman listened to Sui Xiong’s introduction seriously and thought for a long time. His face became more and more dignified.

  Finally, he advised Sui Xiong to take some time and go with him to the wheel of order and ask the King of Order for more details.

  “So you think the chaos was the God of Chaos…… But that’s not right! Wouldn’t the God of Chaos have changed into the Dragon of Chaos? What’s the origin of chaos?” He touched his short beard that looked like steel wool and talked to himself.

  Just then, the ground around them shook violently, and they fell into a strange silence.

  Suddenly, the God of Order, with silver armor and white hair, appeared in front of them.

  “Your guess is wrong,” he said. “It’s not my old opponent, but the one who has killed my old opponent.”

  “What?!” Sui Xiong didn’t pay much attention to it, but Yorgaardman exclaimed, “The God of Chaos has been killed by someone? Why is his seat still over there?”

  “He wasn’t completely killed,” the God of Order said. “Now, the Dragon of Chaos was his last breath of life and still remains. He lingers on with his last breath of life, so his seat in the Pantheon is fragmented, as if it could collapse at any moment.”

  Yorgaardman suddenly understood his words and asked curiously, “So what does the weird chaos represent?”

  “I’ve made it clear enough.” The King of Order disappeared gradually. “There are some things that you shouldn’t ask about in detail or publicize. It’s not good for you.”

  After he disappeared, Sui Xiong frowned and said, “According to his words, the chaos is probably either the God of Virtue or the God of Evil…… How about their seats in the Pantheon?”

  “The seat of the God of Virtue is complete in general, but it has become dim and old. There’s a huge crack in the center of the seat of the God of Evil, from top to bottom, nearly dividing the whole seat into two halves. It’s strange that it hasn’t collapsed up until now,” Yorgaardman answered immediately after observing the seats.

  Sui Xiong thought for a moment and said, “So it might be the God of Evil?”

  “Why?”

  “Because…… I always think chaos is very evil, and its magic is also very evil. Even if the God of Virtue has degenerated, he wouldn’t become so evil.”

  “But why does the God of Evil look like that? Why there is a huge crack on his seat?”

  “I don’t understand, either…… The world is so big that there are many mysteries waiting to be solved.” Sui Xiong laughed freely when faced with Yorgaardman, who was full of confusion and doubt. “Don’t worry too much. You’ll know the answers sooner or later.”

  Yorgaardman frowned for a long time and finally accepted Sui Xiong’s suggestions.

  As Sui Xiong had said, sooner or later, he would know the answers.

  For example, if one day the God of Justice succeeded in reaching Great Divine Power, the God of Order wouldn’t mind sharing the secrets that had been hidden for so many years with him.

  Or one day, if the God of Evil or the God of Virtue returned to the world, he could also ask for information.

  In the worst case, maybe the God of Order would be in a good mood someday and willing to talk about it in detail.

  In a word, he just had to wait patiently.

  In regards to patience, the God of Justice wasn’t bad off.

  After thinking about it, he couldn’t help but laugh loudly.

  “You’re right. Sooner or later, we’ll know the answers!” He said, “But now we have something big to do.”

  “What’s the matter?” Sui Xiong asked curiously.

  “War reparations!” Yorgaardman said happily with his eyes glancing proudly over the huge treasure. “Cladema ran to attack you, but he died for no reason. The huge treasure he accumulated should be your spoils for the war to compensate his crimes of provoking you.”

  Sui Xiong also looked at the huge treasure and couldn’t stop himself from swallowing.

  “The reparations are really……” He shook his head and sighed but then laughed again. “Thinking carefully, I have many enemies, and I’m not sure whether any of them will attack me. Come and attack me! It feels so good to gain so much treasure from Cladema!”