Hoo—!

Far above the skies, in a place long since departed from the Material World, lies a vast silver ocean.

This is the "Celestial Realm," also known as the "Sea of Stars."

The Divine Kingdom "Glory Throne" of Hekater, the "Queen and Goddess of Navigation," floats majestically like a stellar presence surrounded by azure waters.

This is the dreamland for the Tulip believers of the Material World, and the ultimate aspiration of a lifetime's struggle.

"Hahaha, cheers!"

"Today is the 453rd type of crispy roast pig's knuckle I've tasted. I just want to know if there's any dish that the Goddess Realm cannot create. Praise our Goddess..."

"Praise the Goddess!"

Without a doubt.

In their perception, this is the happiest land under heaven: trees lush with leaves and branches, sweet fruits hanging from the boughs, flowers blooming everywhere, rivers flowing with inexhaustible ambrosia...

The residents here are eternally youthful, attending never-ending feasts every day. Music, fine wine, gourmet food, gold, silver, and jewels—without worries, enjoying life to the fullest!

What attracts the people of the Tulip Lower Realm the most is the sumptuous palace within the Divine Kingdom, where there's an inexhaustible divine pot with abundant pork, beef, and lamb dishes.

They drink fine wine here, savoring an eternal supply of pork dishes, three daily BBQs, with fur-clad fairies peeling garlic for them, free from the mundane troubles of the world.

Moreover, different treatment based on one's contributions in life always meets all the fantasies of mortals.

Thus, in the mythology passed down by the Tulip Alliance, this place is also referred to by believers as the "Land of Eternal Youth."

Of course.

Only Kings, nobles, knights, navigators, or other believers sufficiently devoted to the goddess, or those who have accomplished meritorious deeds in life, have the qualification to come here after the end of their lifespan.

At this moment, although the banquet in the Divine Kingdom never ends.

Above various specifications of banquets, in the lavish palace unmatched by anything in the mortal world, there's a special seating area.

Crystal streams encircle, beneath the stately oranges trees, only two figures with a faint golden divine light sit facing each other, with delicacies far surpassing the outside world on the table.

"News from our correspondent."

The "Golden Palm Federation" Ministry of Finance issued a statement, making a severe denunciation of the robbers who invaded the treasury... However, each bank group has promised to compensate its clients who have deposited or mortgaged according to agreements..."

Upon hearing through the exclusive line opened to the Divine Kingdom by the goddess's Divine Power, the zero-point news bulletin delivered the official news from the last operation.

Aiven, who snuck out to visit the goddess's home while his wife was asleep, couldn't help but recall the shrill wail from the "Death Messenger" when he left the "Withered Wood Swamp."

"This... truly an exasperating fellow."

At that time, Aiven indeed made a come-back strike.

However, considering the "Death Messenger" and "God of Deceit" who couldn't be killed swiftly.

He hurriedly took away a small portion of treasures from the bankers' treasury, some rare demonized plants from the Wizard Tower's ecosystem, and temporarily stored raw materials and semi-finished products from the underground workshop.

Far from being a relocation-style plundering, it wouldn't have been so exaggerated.

Moreover, theoretically, a wizard's true essence is not stored in the shared domain of the Wizard Tower but in their personal {Witchcraft Garden}?

Though he struck hard, it was far from bankrupting him.

Therefore, there's only one truth!

In a short moment, the "Death Messenger" managed to apply the "excessive damage report" technique so adeptly that Aiven had to be impressed.

However, it seemed quite normal, even though the "Eye of Wealth" and "Curse School" were factions under the command of an Evil God.

But it's unlikely for a gang of villains gathered together to be harmonious and cheerful; power struggles and secret skirmishes are the normal state.

"Giggle, Aiven, your invention of this {Hundred Things Box} is even more interesting than my {Divine Artifact: Myriad Flowers Mirror}, especially the news program which truly opens one's eyes."

Hekater, sitting opposite Aiven, always dresses boldly.

Her golden hair, dotted with starlight, casually drapes over her shoulders, manifesting the extension of her {Divine Position} in appearance.

Her smooth black silk robe, fluid like liquid, flows over the perfect divine body of the goddess, with a high-slit skirt revealing skin so white it hurts the eyes.

Yet, in the goddess's realm, Aiven appears only twelve or thirteen years old, even sitting closely together, it's hard to induce any other associations.

As the radio gradually spreads, it has acquired various names: {Magic Sound Box}, {Hundred Things Box}... and more.

Aristocratic women fancy the artistic programs such as music, opera, and plays, while the noble and merchant classes prefer the political and news broadcasts, with the unsophisticated common folk finding everything fascinating.

Holding a box, sitting at home, one can know the happenings of the world.

Of course, Aiven's primary goal in inventing the "radio" and "wireless broadcast" is to target the public opinion battlefield of "Capitalists."

To countries like {Heimar} belonging to the {Monarch's Shield}, he even donated quite a few for free.

Even in normal market distribution, he hardly demanded exorbitant prices, just marking up ten times over the cost.

Even this way, under the global promotion of "Light of Alchemy," it instantly ignited the entire world.

Various forces wishing to apply for setting up a station on this platform are flooding the agency doors worldwide. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

A grand ideological reshaping campaign has quietly begun.

Humans believe they are thinking independently, but in essence, it is the media that makes you think you are thinking independently.

"So, have you really not considered my suggestion? It would be quite simple for me to help you consolidate the Storm Realm or Thunder Realm.

No need for painstaking planning; stepping into demigod status is just a piece of cake for you now."

The Goddess spoke as she opened a bottle of ruby-like crystalline red wine.

Pop—!

"Come, taste it. This is wine made from grapes I personally brewed using the specialties of the Divine Kingdom. It's an ancient brewing method I learned from a master winemaker who visited the Divine Kingdom a couple of years ago."

Talented subordinates, of course, can earn more favor from their leaders.

Considering his own power, Aiven's status in the Goddess's heart has long surpassed all past true believers and saints.

Given Aiven's achievements in the paths of Royal Authority and Navigation, addressing him as "Daoist friend" wouldn't be inappropriate.

Hiss!

At the mention of ancient brewing methods, Aiven, who was leisurely sipping his wine, subconsciously glanced at the Goddess's crystalline, bare feet beneath the table.

With an unchanged expression, he thought, "The Goddess's legs are not just legs; they are the spring waters of the Seine River..."

"Thank you for your kindness, Goddess. The path of Truth Embodiment still needs to be taken.

Moreover, the preliminary conditions are almost ready. I am somewhat confident in completing the Crown of Miracles, which has not been achieved in an entire era.

But back to the previous topic, what do you think about the evil gods constructing a Mythical Battleship: Nagilfa to venture Beyond the Door?"

After unexpectedly receiving information from the Curse School, Aiven immediately informed the Goddess, but Hekater has not responded.

Taking this opportunity when the Goddess called him, Aiven asked again.

Upon hearing Aiven's question, Hekater's expression turned serious:

"To be honest, what's Beyond the Door is hard to discern even for a true god like me. It's possible that Sessi, that guy, really obtained intelligence from an unknown source that we don't know.

However, this is also why I called for you. Considering the current form of the Demon God's advent in the Material World, I'm planning to send a dedicated Angel to reside in the mortal realm, to deal with change by remaining unchanged.

In fact, the gods have reached a consensus, not just us, other true gods will also send two angels each to reside in the mortal realm until... that moment arrives."

Upon hearing this, Aiven finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Saint Angel" Belenus has been stationed in the central district of the Tulip Duchy since the incident of liberating the God of Opera.

And now, with the Steam and Mechanics God Mennon Watt, who has returned from the Lower Realm to the Material World and stationed at the Peacock Islands as the Truth Embodiment Solomon.

Along with the Black Sea Goddess Hipponeo, King of Sea Monsters Kraken, Aiven himself, and the new divine creature Kingfisher Anna Gaudi.

The number of demigods or divine creatures now totals seven.

Adding one angel, the total number reaches eight.

Even for the vast territories now governed by the Tulip, maintaining stability should not be an issue.

Moreover, adding the ten angels under the other five true gods, excluding the God of Black Wings, they form a stabilizing anchor for the Material World.

"When you leave later, take the Victory Angel Adraste with you; they will reside permanently in your duchy."

Due to the need for power support and the Crossing the Tribulation "tickets," each true god roughly has three to five angels.

As one of the relatively young true gods, the Goddess only has three angels under her command.

Aside from the "Saint Angel" Belenus, there is the "Victory Angel," the Goddess of Glory Adraste.

Aiven had heard of this angel's name long ago.

During the adventure in the Clock Tower, Knight Commander Macaulay Aston wielded the Holy Sword: Adraste granted by the "Victory Angel."

In churches, this angel's image is presented as a robust female warrior in a white robe, holding a palm branch in one hand and an olive ring in the other.

She is the embodiment of victory, and wherever she goes, victory follows.

The second is the Goddess' loyal hunting dog, Shelter Angel Aloen, who possesses multiple domains including Loyalty, Healing, Salvation, and Shelter, and is also a protector of knights.

Similar to the Thousand-Faced Moon Kohol, she is also an otherworldly being turned demon god, originating from a Crowned Demon.

Her form is of a giant hunting dog, utterly black like the night, with ears of bright crimson.

In ancient mythical tales, before Hekater reigned over the Tulip Islands, Aloen would often ride storms across the entire Tulip Islands and along the Black Sea coast, rescuing the weak.

But although Aloen is quite wise, wisdom is not something she habitually uses.

"Yes, my Goddess."

At this time.

In the Material World, the confrontation between the Monarch Dynasty and the Democratic Republic camps is starting to take shape, with both sides laying out their cards on the table.

The underlings of various Natural Spirits convene for entry, while 72 Demon Gods grow increasingly active, the Age of Navigation still holds one untouched virgin land, and the Scientific Dawn opens the curtain...

The wheels of history have already begun to roll.