Chapter 715

Chapter 715: The Former ‘Eden’

That night, Lolan Hill and Bu Moxuan stayed at an inn in the city.

A lamp was placed on the table, casting a dim yellow light that elongated the shadows of various objects, flickering occasionally with the candlelight.

After Lolan Hill finished washing up, she sat at the table, watching the lamp’s flame. Her face was bathed in a soft, warm glow. Her wet hair still clung to some droplets of water, and a few strands fell over her neck and shoulders, sending a slight chill through her skin.

Unconsciously, her hair had returned to its original color. She gently held a few strands in her palm, examining them closely.

Recalling everything she had gone through, from complete unfamiliarity to gradually becoming familiar with this world and accepting her identity, it felt like a dream.

Unfortunately, this wasn’t a dream. The young lady looked at her hand, where a transparent, water-like magic core gently rotated, changing colors under the light.

The magic of Undead, Nature, Angels, Demons, and Dragons alternated in her hand, changing colors from blue-green to orange-red, pure white to dark black.

What about Extraordinary Power and Mana? Where did they come from and where would they ultimately go? These thoughts lingered in the young lady’s mind.

The events in the mountains at dusk made her realize that even Extraordinary Magic didn’t bring only good things; new problems inevitably arose. Thus, the entire world or society had to change to adapt to this new era.

From the conflicts among major factions during the Twilight Era to the construction of the three divine crowns, all were efforts to explore a feasible and increasingly perfect path.

However, the tides of Ejika Sea later extinguished these constructed buildings, forcing humans to pause and seek new directions.

If it were me, what kind of future would I hope to see? The young lady pondered, then slowly sat up and walked to the bed, searching for the wooden box containing the wood fruit.

After opening the box, her hand touched something icy. Lolan Hill picked up the wood fruit, examined it carefully, washed it with water to remove the white frost, and held it in her palm.

After a moment of hesitation, Lolan Hill opened her mouth and bit into it.

It was so cold.

Like frozen jelly, the fruit flesh slid down her tongue, and after a gentle chew, she swallowed it.

A feeling of both clarity and drowsiness emerged in Lolan Hill’s mind.

She continued to bite a few more times, fully absorbing the fruit before finally lying down, fighting off sleep.

Soon, a particularly vivid dream surfaced in her mind.

It was a bustling and noisy world, where various information, ideas, and concepts flooded both the internet and reality. People experienced immense societal changes in just a few decades, leading to vastly different ways of thinking and living habits.

This rapid and tense transformation also bred various anxieties, making the world filled with anger and sympathy, hope and despair.

On this former Earth, a common life was born.

Lolan Hill watched this newborn child as if she were an observer. Following this life’s growth, experiencing setbacks, joys, regrets, hesitations, endurance, and moving forward again.

All past memories were presented in a calm and objective perspective, revealing the strengths and weaknesses, resilience and vulnerability of that person.

Is this myself? She couldn’t help but wonder, gradually discovering the origins of many of her thoughts.

Indeed, I’m not so unfortunate. Although my life has seen many failures and setbacks, I’ve also received care and experienced several successes. This has kept me sympathetic and allowed me to maintain a certain perseverance and determination when faced with challenges, enabling me to start anew.

Watching this scene, the young lady seemed to rediscover herself. It was akin to driving a vehicle for years; while others might not know its merits or flaws, she knew every detail—how steep a slope could be climbed directly, how much steering angle was needed for a turn, how much throttle to use without going too fast or slow, and how to stop safely and quickly.

Not every obstacle must be overcome, and not every setback is worth gratitude. Sometimes, choosing tasks suitable, enjoyable, and manageable can lead to a more comfortable life and maximize one’s abilities.

Time slowly passed, followed by a long darkness and the hazy scenes of the Twilight Era. After centuries of silent waiting, the brilliant sun rose over Ejika Sea.

Memories of the past, humanity’s expansion into the stars, were displayed before the young lady’s eyes until everything returned to darkness, and she awoke peacefully in a tranquil forest.

It was clearly afternoon, with bright sunlight. The oranges beside her were yellowish-green and sweet, the mountains’ forests lush and colorful.

Then came another period of slumber until seven years later, when she woke up and went to Hope Lane, Emanas, returned to Clancia, entered the Holy Land, participated in the great battle, and saw the resplendent Solar Crown descend once more.

In the room concealed by night, Lolan Hill’s eyelashes trembled slightly. Her forehead again showed the alternating pattern of the sun and moon, but this time more intensely than ever before.

Bright patterns emitted radiance, the sun wrapped in golden feathers slowly blooming, the moon entwined with silver branches slowly rising.

But this time, the young lady slowly opened her eyes in her dream, her blue pupils like galaxies, stars swirling. She finally discovered her own anomaly.

It’s you two. The young lady muttered unhappily in her heart. No wonder she hadn’t regained her memory for so long. As one of the Primordial Four, she was the foundation of the throne and naturally a bearer of the crown.

However, currently, none of the other Primordials were complete, and neither crown had found suitable successors, so they all crowded into her.

This was like running two operating systems on a computer. Despite high configuration, conflicts and incompatibilities inevitably occurred, dragging down overall performance.

After waking up, Lolan Hill slowly sat up at the bedside, rubbing her forehead gently. The sun and moon symbols disappeared. They weren’t gone but were forced into a dormant state by the young lady.

This felt much better. After a brief respite, a previously unknown clarity emerged in her mind, and Lolan Hill felt her control over wind and atmosphere had strengthened.

After understanding the changes in the world, she got out of bed, put on her shoes, and walked to the window, looking at the night sky.

I never thought the moon would disappear like this. Lolan Hill felt a bit embarrassed, her cheeks flushing red.

Sorry, Earth, for breaking your partner.

It seems I’ll have to use the power of the crown to restore the moon and return it to Earth when I recover. Otherwise, the beautiful legends and festivals like Mid-Autumn Festival, mooncakes, poetry under the moon, and Chang’e might disappear.

As she thought, a crescent moon slowly appeared on Lolan Hill’s forehead, and her body transformed into a semi-transparent mist, rising through the window into the sky.

Without a physical form, she flew swiftly, unimpeded, soon breaking through the layers of atmosphere and reaching the thin outer regions of Earth.

Only then did her slender figure reappear, encased in a transparent air current.

Eyes closed, her perception extended in all directions with the help of the Moon Crown, slowly covering the entire planet’s exterior. She eventually found the shattered pieces of the moon in the asteroid belt surrounding Earth.

These must be them. The young lady slowly opened her eyes and carefully felt the power of the two crowns.

Compared to before, the current crowns were broken again, their power significantly diminished, now less than a thousandth of their former strength. Compared to their peak, they were probably less than a trillionth. Only a few auxiliary functions remained, and to restore them to their former glory would take a long journey.

However, as long as she lived, she could slowly repair the broken crowns. After all, she was one of the Primordial Four. For now, she noted the positions of these fragments, planning to awaken Keti when she advanced to Sequence 8, and with the crown’s assistance, reconstruct the moon.

As she thought, Lolan Hill spread her arms and began to fall towards the ground.

The dark night provided the best cover, allowing her form to remain unseen and giving her a free and exhilarating view of the landscape.

The mountain ranges across the Eastern Continent stretched like the wings of a giant dragon, with the Dusk Mountains at the intersection of the left wing and body.

As the silver moon symbol appeared on the young lady’s forehead, the dragon veins in the rivers and mountains slowly breathed and flowed, revealing an ancient connection that Lolan Hill sensed.

It seems the dragon veins of the East and the Moon Crown have a profound connection. The young lady marveled, starting to search for data on the final stages of the Divine Winged Sun.

According to records, after Michael, the holder of the Sun Crown, and Laeguer, the holder of the Moon Crown, fought, the Edenic Era entered its end. The remaining Seven Virtues did not immediately fade away. Instead, after humanity lost the divine crowns, they continued to explore new paths or possibilities.

To achieve this, they transformed the body of the deceased Tenth Sequence Dragon, turning its powers and bloodline into intangible dragon veins flowing through the earth and rivers. Based on this foundation, they built various miniature worlds with different functions, which gave rise to the concept of the ‘Hidden Paradise.’

Though small, these miniature worlds gradually formed unique environments thanks to the magic brought by the flowing dragon veins. Some were used to cultivate Extraordinary Beings, others to raise rare plants and animals, and some to slow down the passage of time, avoiding the chaos and phantoms chasing from the stars.

Even though this plan didn’t achieve the expected perfection and was eventually suspended, these creations and hidden realms continue to influence Eastern nations and ethnic groups today, leading to diverse lifestyles and a myriad of extraordinary beings.

As information flowed through Lolan Hill’s mind, she slowly understood the stories of the Edenic Era.

After the ancient people experienced the cataclysm of Ejika Sea, the surviving human descendants returned to Earth, referred to as the ‘Edenic Era.’

From initial confidence loss upon first arriving in the collapsed world, seeking ideas from previous factions, the joy of the Seven Virtues’ birth, the peak of the two crowns rising again, the formation of angel and dragon legions, to the division and fall of the sun and moon, the dark low point, and the hope rekindled by the remnants.

It seems this world remains mysterious. Lolan Hill slowly descended, returning to her house and solidifying back into a physical form.

Although she knew the general outline from the remnants of the Divine Winged Sun, many specific details and subsequent events were unclear. She would need to personally explore those hidden realms.

The young lady closed the window in front of her and returned to the bed, drifting into peaceful sleep.

Reflecting on all the memories and regaining control of the two crowns, Lolan Hill would sleep more soundly tonight. And for tomorrow, she had some new ideas.

Everyone, get some rest early, good night~