Transcendent Dawn

"My attempt...failed."

Sulu sighed without much frustration.

It is not shameful to admit one's failure, but a kind of courage.

"My initial setting was too detailed, and I wanted to plan everything too much. The starting point of mythical creatures was too high, which meant that the development later was 'restricted'... You know, there is no [Creator] who is always present in the first five levels of the spirit world. Planning is all about development...do we need to respect the evolution of nature?"

He felt that he seemed to have grasped a little truth about the Creator.

As for the rebellion conspired by the following gods?

In Sulu's view, it's like a child's play house.

"Everything must be overthrown and repeated, this time we can't be too eager..."

He secretly made up his mind.

...

At this time, the four gods had already arrived at the deepest part of the holy mountain of Kermond, before the gate of the laboratory.

"He may be sleeping, or he may have lost the ability to move... We will take away His crown and authority..."

The dark serpent Aoun bewitched: "He is not the Creator, but an imposter. You who have heard the voice of the great existence... it is time to make a choice."

The darkness dissipated, revealing the true faces of the gods, which were Montic, Arvet, and Flem.

"That's right... the real creator is not him, we just obey the orders of the real creator!"

They muttered, and their respective divine powers bombarded the door of the laboratory.

The door opened, and a laboratory appeared in front of Sishen.

Lying in an easy chair, the original Creator gazed at them silently, with a half-smile on his face.

At this moment, even the dark serpent Aoun felt the fear from the bottom of his heart: "No..."

"You four... want to kill me and devour me?"

Sulu nodded ponderingly: "Perhaps...for you,

It's the only way to progress, this is my design mistake! "

"Come on, he is just a stronger god!"

Ornn tried his best to confuse: "We have the help of the real Creator!"

"The real creator?" Sulu sneered: "Are you saying... Laplace? Indeed... You are all His creations from the root, and they are all contaminated with chaotic attributes and rebellious factors... ..."

He chuckled lightly: "Spirituality...dominates!"

In an instant, Aoun felt that his surging divine power disappeared in an instant, fading into the former ruler, and even weaker!

"No……"

He let out a mournful cry and kept chanting Laplace's name, but unfortunately...it had no effect at all.

"You four... As punishment for offending me, I will give you a permanent seal!"

Sulu beckoned again, and four dream-making crystals emerged, sealing the real bodies of the four great gods in them, turning them into meteors scattered in the sky.

Out of some bad taste and last hope, he left a gap in these seals, so that they have the possibility to transmit power out of the seal.

"Now...it's time to fix the original mistake."

Sulu murmured and came outside the Laplace continent.

"Ho Ho!"

At this time, a vast consciousness emerged from the depths of Laplace Continent.

It split left and right, revealing huge eyes, staring at Sulu.

"Woke up from a deep sleep, have you developed self-awareness? Let me just say... How dare they defy me as four and a half gods? It's because you are bewitching... It's a pity that you are still a little too chaotic... IQ is too low, otherwise how could you incite those little guys to rebel against me?"

Looking at Laplace who couldn't even speak words, there was a trace of pity on Sulu's face, which immediately turned into a trace of determination: "You are no longer Laplace, but a Laplace demon! Everything Definiteness! Your existence is a mistake! You have restricted the development of the entire continent! The world I want needs variables! It needs a future with infinite changes, and a design that is too detailed will only lead to solidification and destruction... So... "

The 'Unbounded Spear' appeared in his hand, and he threw it lightly.

Boom!

Laplace's demon exploded from the middle.

On the original Laplace Continent, there were frequent earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, and cracks in the ground, as if the end came at once.

Rickard stands in the void, with his tentacles constantly writing and drawing on the clay tablet: "The plot of the dark serpent Ornn angered the Creator God...the angry Creator chose to destroy the world...we... are guilty!"

"O original Creator..."

His many tentacles pray together: "Please forgive our sins..."

But Rickard thought too much, Sulu didn't intend to destroy everything.

At least, Laplace Continent, He still needs it.

Trembling, Rickard saw more land emerge after the continent beneath him cracked open.

An indescribably huge eyeball flew out and fell into the sky, forming a bright sun.

Another huge bloody eyeball fell into the void and turned into a dark moon.

After the death of the huge Laplace demon, the Laplace continent on its back was not destroyed, but expanded dozens of times rapidly.

Laplace's demon's eyes turned into the sun and the moon.

His blood vessels and blood turned into rivers, his hair turned into dense vegetation, and his bones turned into metal veins.

The huge ocean, the soup of life, flooded the once old Laplace continent.

All rulers and their dependents were drowned, died, and became relics of history, lost civilizations.

And on the body of the Laplace demon, another new world dozens of times larger appeared!

"Propgate, Atmusfil..."

Sulu reached out and grabbed it, and two hazy human figures emerged: "You should not have wisdom. From today on, you are a natural phenomenon, a wonder of the universe..."

After waving to seal the will of the two, Sulu came to the brand new Laplace continent.

"The Great Creator..."

At this time, the only remaining god, Rickard, stepped forward tremblingly, waiting for the final verdict.

"You...you can take your family and live on the moon. From today on, you can be a true recorder of history...don't interfere with everything on the mainland."

Sulu pointed to the dark moon and said.

"Follow your will."

Rickard quickly stretched out his tentacles to protect his family members and went to live on the moon.

Before leaving, it threw the clay tablet of the last record into the ocean, above the sunken old Laplace continent.

The clay tablets containing divine power will not be damaged, and will silently wait for the excavation of history.

...

'The dark snake wins over the gods and betrays the creator. The angry creator took back the authority of most gods, and the era of mythology perishes——Gusulu Mythology, Final Chapter. '