Chapter 69: Chapter 68: The Giant Beast that Repairs the World Chapter 69: Chapter 68: The Giant Beast that Repairs the World “No more fighting?” The giant turtle, its back shell looking like a miniature mountain range, finally broke the silence that had fallen due to Heloise’s fists.

“No more.”

“Yaxibeien, are you calling your father into action?”

“When will you stop calling your father!”

…Having heard the unique-looking giant turtle speak, the many exotic beast cubs began to tease.

“Tch, I’m only at the Gold Rank, and I can’t restore such a large-scale landscape.” The giant turtle hummed and looked somewhat helpless at the land that had been devastated by the battle between the Soul Intent Level Titan Yatrein and the Blazing Sky God Descendant Ilves.

The ground crisscrossed with crevices left by sword energies and spear lights extended from three hundred meters to a thousand meters, like ugly scars. Surrounding were half-destroyed mountains and some low hills had been completely leveled.

“Howl!” The giant turtle let out a long roar and, then, the earth began to shake. Muria watched in horror as one majestic mountain peak after another slowly rose from the ground.

Four turtle claws, like giant pillars holding up the sky, stretched out from beneath the mountains. Then, a giant turtle head, covered in thorny rocks, slowly extended from the mountains.

“This is…” Muria stared at the unbelievably large turtle, then glanced at the big turtle not far from him with an oddly-shaped shell, and then looked back up at the giant turtle, carrying dozens of mountains on its back. He suddenly understood.

These two turtles looked the same; they belonged to the same species. When the large turtle next to Muria grows as big as the giant turtle, its shell will also become like a mountain range.

The thing that shocked Muria beyond words happened. The giant turtle carrying the mountains slightly lowered its head, its pale yellow eyes glanced at the shattered ground next to Muria, it lifted its claw and then dropped it.

“Buzz!” Instead of the anticipated tremor, an invisible fluctuation began to spread with the falling of the giant turtle’s claw, making the earth seem to come alive under Muria’s shocked gaze.

The earth began to squirm as if alive. The crevices hundreds of meters long began to close under this fluctuation’s influence, and the rocks from the many broken mountains also returned to the earth due to this fluctuation.

The mountains that had been halved due to the fight between Atrean and the Blazing Sky God Descendant also changed. The hilltops started to grow rapidly from the cutting point, just like bamboo shoots.

The land that had been shattered due to the Soul Intent Level battle seemed to come to life under the giant turtle’s claw. All the wounds began to heal, the broken mountains were growing, the slashed earth was mending…

The sight in front of him reminded him of creation itself. Destruction is far easier than construction. Initially, the battle between the Titans and the Blazing Sky Gods Descendants excited Muria, making him envious of their power. But now, he was won over by this world-restoring power.

“Boom!” The mountains were rumbling as if cheering for their rebirth. Muria stood dazed, looking at everything in front of him. If it weren’t for those collapsed and broken trees on the ground, he would never have guessed that a battle took place here.

All the landscape changes caused by the battle on this land had been restored by the giant turtle carrying the mountains. This great power left Muria in awe and yearning.

“Off we go once you’re done looking. I’ll help you choose a mountain to build your dwelling.” After the giant turtle went back to sleep amidst the rumbling sounds, Heloise patted Muria’s shoulder.

“What are they?” Muria asked Heloise in astonishment. His Dragon Race Inheritance and Titan Inheritance are activated gradually with his growth.

Therefore, Muria’s inherited knowledge is not complete yet. In the Clan’s Land, there are many legendary creatures that he doesn’t recognize because of their rarity. Some even did not cross paths with a dragon when it reached the Ancient Dragon stage.

Such powerful and scarce creatures obviously fall outside of common knowledge. For this reason, Muria didn’t find any related information in the Dragon Race Inherited Knowledge, leaving him unsure of what the landscape repairing giant turtle is.

“Oh, right, nearly forgot to tell you!” When Heloise heard Muria’s question, she pointed at the giant turtle with a back shell like a miniature mountain range: “You can train combat techniques with anyone here, but not it.”

“Why?” Muria looked puzzled.

“Hehe, because if you hit it, you’ll have a period of bad luck coming.” The White Tiger Troy couldn’t help but answer.

“What do you mean?” Muria still didn’t understand. It sounded just like a threat.

“Let’s tell Muria clearly.” An impatient Green-scaled Giant Peng said as it heard the White Tiger’s ambiguous explanation.

“Our Titan inheritance mainly includes martial arts and some knowledge of language, but nothing more. Muria is a bit special, possessing the inheritance of the Dragon Race, but I suspect there are no records concerning the Land Emperor Turtle.” Titan Atrean stroked his head, helplessly spoke, he also felt despair about his own race’s inheritance.

“Let me start from the beginning. Just now, you saw that creature, and it,” Heloise pointed at the large turtle that held its head up high, full of magical powers: “They both belong to the same species, the Land Emperor Turtle. They first appeared at the end of the ancient era and are the direct descendents of a great being…”

With the Titan girl’s explanation, Muria gradually understood what the Land Emperor Turtle that repaired the terrain was, and why they could not act against it.

This story dates back to the birth of the Land Emperor Turtle. At the dawn of the ancient times, various legendary beings strode across the world. Some of those beings entered into conflicts and inevitably began to battle.

Fights between legends led to instant changes that would usually take ages to occur. Mountains were razed to the ground, prairies turned into basins, azure lakes evaporated into desert…

Such occurrences, one legendary battle after another, dramatically altered the world’s geography. Lands teeming with life became barren deserts due to these legendary battles.

The world, caught in the clash between powerful beings, was greatly damaged and nature’s recovery capacity could not keep up with the pace of the destruction.

Lingering storms struck the sea, irreparable space rifts appeared in the sky, volcanoes erupted on the ground sending massive amounts of volcanic ash to the sky…

In this state of affairs, six particular giant beasts were born from the rage of the world. Each beast possessed powers that reached an ultimate level in a certain aspect. With the assistance of some powerful races, these six giant beasts suppressed all entities causing massive destruction to the world, ending the chaos.

However, this wasn’t the main purpose of these beasts’ existence. These extremely formidable creatures were tasked with restoring a world scarred and marred. The world granted them nearly creative powers, which they used to repair the world.

Rampant volcanoes were extinguished one after another. The space rifts in the sky were forcefully healed. The incessant storms over the seas were quelled. These six beings breathed life back into desolate lands…

“So the giant turtle we saw earlier is one of those beings that helped restore the world?” After eagerly listening to Heloise’s story, Muria asked curiously.

“That is its progeny.” Hearing Muria’s question, Heloise helplessly rolled her eyes, “The actual Land Emperor Turtle is probably still slumbering somewhere in Elasia.”

“Are the descendants that powerful?” Muria mumbled to herself, touching her chin, and curiously looked at Heloise. “Then why can’t we attack them?”

“Because they have restored the world, their descendants have received the world’s favor.”

“Favored by the world.” Muria looked at the “small” Land Emperor Turtle curiously, he was a bit confused and asked: “How does the world favor it?”

“You want to know?” The “small” Land Emperor Turtle, whose carapace alone spanned fifty meters in diameter, looked at Muria and chuckled. “Let me tell you a story.”

“Once, there was a deity who wanted to kill one of my kind.” The Land Emperor Turtle spoke nonchalantly, with chilling undertones in its voice. “The deity lacked a defense-type divine artifact and coveted my kin’s carapace. He wanted to use the carapace of our Land Emperor Turtle as a raw material.”

“What happened next? What about your kind?” Listening to the Land Emperor Turtle’s tone, Muria already had a bad feeling.

“He died. The deity descended in his avatar, brought his entire congregation of believers and besieged my kin.” The “small” Land Emperor Turtle spoke, unable to hide its grief, “Facing one divine incarnation and seven legends, as well as dozens at the Soul Intent level, my kind fell.”

“What… How could this be?” Muria looked confused. Was this the so-called favor of the world? Provoking the deity’s greed?

“Muria, do you know what happened to that deity in the end?” Titan Atrean asked Muria.

Muria shook his head. He guessed that the actions of the deity must have angered the Land Emperor Turtle ancestor, whose progeny was killed, thus the ancient being who quelled the ancient chaos took action.

“The moment he killed my kin, the deity’s power fell from intermediate divine strength to weak divine strength.” Without waiting for Muria to voice his speculation, the little Land Emperor Turtle revealed the answer, making Muria’s guess miss the mark by a mile.

“Then, the rivals of that deity formed an alliance, initiated a divine war, assaulted his divine kingdom, and finally killed him.” The small Land Emperor Turtle showed a pleased expression as it continued, “Moreover, the moment this god fell, his divine name was erased by a formidable power. Aside from some special beings, the entire world, regardless of his fervent believers, no creature could remember his divine name.”

“This… doesn’t this mean that he had completely fallen?” Muria was somewhat startled, the most terrifying aspect of the gods is not their battle prowess, but their tenacious vitality.

Even if a deity falls, as long as sufficient intelligent creatures believe in it, the deity could still come back to life in the long river of time. However, if even its divine name were unknown, who would continue to believe in it? This move effectively pronounced a death sentence on the deity.

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