A different world game? A different world game!

The conversation between the three continued.

At this moment, Cronus seemed to be in high spirits.

He paused, his one eye gleaming with schadenfreude: "However, even during 'class,' this guy didn't stop. In his quest to study the diversity of life forms, he actually set his sights on elves."

"Moreover, it was that god-king of the elven pantheon, known for his handsomeness and majesty. He secretly collected the divine power aura and a large amount of image data that the god-king was dissipating, and then went back to his lair and painstakingly created an army of... an army of constructs made entirely of the appearance of the 'elven god-king'."

Celestial Spirits, or rather, the original spirits.

Among the myriad races of the astral plane, they are among the most well-known. Although they cannot compare with the Titans, they are definitely among the top races.

Because elves also have their own pantheon.

To create a pantheon, the most basic requirement is that the leader must possess powerful divine strength.

If it's not even a powerful divine force, then at most it can only be said that an alliance with the gods has been established.

These are just the most basic conditions; the next condition is that they have a core base.
In other words, there must be a sufficiently large group of believers who are their followers.

Therefore, most of the existing pantheons have a basic dominant ethnic group.

Generally speaking, the members who maintain a pantheon are mostly individuals who have risen to godhood from the same race or civilization.

Such is the Titan.

The same is true for elves.

However, correspondingly, there are also a certain number of gods from other races within these two pantheons.

After all, when a race ventures into the astral plane, they can never go it alone.

Therefore, the Elf race is also powerful throughout the entire astral plane.

After all, there are only a handful of truly great divine powers, and that includes those on the evil and chaotic side.

There is only one Titan on the Order side, one on the Abyss side, one on the Neutral side, and the last one is the Void.

The Titans of the Order need no further explanation. The Abyss, being able to operate here, naturally possesses a great divine power, or rather, the will of the Abyss itself is a manifestation of a great divine power.

The neutral side, on the other hand, is aligned with the forces of order.
However, they are more tolerant than the order, and they also study and exercise some evil forces without resisting them.

However, if the chaotic side really wants to do something big, the neutral side will not hesitate to stand with the orderly side and strike.

As for the void.

Great divine power is merely the upper limit of the void as seen at this stage; no one knows its true limit.

The current upper limit is the power that the Titan Father, who became a great god, once unleashed when he attempted to fight the void.

Knowing all this, Kana couldn't help but imagine the scene.

What this construct god did.

Thousands upon thousands of crystal constructs bearing the perfect faces of the Elf God-King... it's indeed a bit creepy.

This is outrageous! You have to understand that the elves in the world of Cana inherit the personalities of the astral elves.
Even the astral elves are more arrogant.
If something like this happens, the elves would really want to tear Luminar apart.

"What's the point of building it?"

Kronos slapped his thigh and laughed so hard he almost fell over.

"To test the purifying effect of his imitation of 'elven divine power' on the filth of the abyss, he actually sent this 'army of gods' to a sub-plane occupied by imps and filthy monsters, and fired 'purification beams' at those stinking things."

"That scene...tsk tsk, the holy and majestic 'god kings' were expressionlessly 'biubiubiu' at the lesser demons and pustule monsters rolling on the ground...Do you know how green those arrogant long-eared elven pantheon turned when this news got back to the elven pantheon?"

"It is said that the god-king was so angry that he almost tore his scepter apart! If it weren't for the fact that he was a 'brain-dead' construct god, and several veteran gods of magic who stepped in to mediate and vouch for him, the elven pantheon would have fought him to the death."

After all, constructs are a product of magic.
Luminar is naturally on their side, so we really need to protect him.

In addition, the situation at the time was somewhat chaotic, and Luminar was indeed a newly emerging god who had done many strange things and was quite famous.

If we really take it too seriously and make it look bad, the elves will lose face and be scorned by the other gods.
Perhaps the gods of the Titan pantheon will step in to mediate.

So in the end, I let it go.

The light on the Luminar facets shifted noticeably faster at this moment, suggesting that the memory was not pleasant.

"...Data verification results: The negative emotional response evoked by the bionic structure at the aesthetic level far exceeded expectations. This incident led to the indefinite freeze of subsequent research projects on 'highly realistic humanoid/godlike constructs'."

Although the tone was mechanical, you could tell the other person was sullen and clearly unhappy.

"Frozen? Hmph! I think those old guys are afraid you'll cause more trouble, so they just locked you up!"

Cronus exposed him without any mercy.

"After that incident, those old fogies on the magic side, like the [Arcane Star Ring Guardian] and the [Ancestor of Runes], joined forces to set up a divine spell barrier, forcibly sealing our 'knowledge-thirsty' Lord Luminar in his own crystal kingdom, where he remained imprisoned for over a thousand years."

“They call it ‘reflecting on one’s mistakes,’ but in reality, they’re forcing him to learn about ‘the rhythm of life’ and ‘the ripples of emotions.’”

Kronos spread his large hands, making a gesture of forcefully instilling knowledge.

"Only when the cold light within this guy's facets could finally simulate a fluctuation of 'awkwardness,' 'helplessness,' or even 'apology' did those old guys reluctantly release him. Hahahaha!"

Kronos laughed so hard the sofa shook, as if the thousand-year confinement was the most interesting thing ever.

Luminar sat there silently, his faceted light flashing at a constant frequency, as if silently protesting this repeatedly mentioned "dark history."

Cana looked at the scene before him: "one laughing wildly and exposing his shortcomings, the other silently defending himself."

A smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

These gods are quite interesting.

Or perhaps these deities are quite temperamental, perhaps even more emotional than when they were mortal beings.

This may also be a choice to resist and counteract that kind of deification.

Just as Kronos's hearty laughter echoed on the star-studded sofa, causing the shimmering juice in the glass to ripple slightly.

A deep, steady hum emanated from the entire naval fortress.

It wasn't the ferocity of battle, but more like the powerful pulse of a sleeping behemoth stretching its limbs.

"Haha, the timing is perfect."

Kronos stopped laughing, a glint of light flashed in his single eye, and he stood up.

"The portal anchor point calibration is complete. Time to depart. Buckle up, everyone. Although it won't be bumpy, this is a sight not to be missed."

With a wave of his hand, one of the smooth walls of the reception room instantly became transparent, transforming into a huge viewing window. Outside the window, the orderly and bustling scene within the Star Ring City shield was no longer visible, but rather a vast, deep, and star-studded void.

In front of the boat fortress, the space was like a lake surface tossed with a giant rock, violently distorted and folded.

The invisible spatial barrier was forcibly torn open by the immense power of the Titans, creating a massive rift.

The edges of the rift were not smooth, but were filled with chaotic energy turbulence that leaped and tore like thunder, emitting a heart-stopping hissing sound.

Inside the rift was a bizarre and distorted passage of colors beyond description—a celestial interlayer that had been forcibly stabilized.

There was no elegant magical aura, no delicate spatial rune flashing.

The divine ship of Kronos displayed the arrogance that was completely consistent with its master's style—its bow, covered with dark gold armor and full of ferocious rams, crashed into the spatial rift like a heavy punch thrown by an ancient Titan.

"boom--!"

It was not a loud noise in the physical sense, but a dull rumble at the level of rules, as if the spatial structure was being forcibly stretched open.

The massive body of the Ship Fortress, propelled violently by thirty-six energy engines, forcefully squeezed into that bizarre and fantastical passage.

The dark red aura of blood and the force field of fighting spirit swirling around the ship surged instantly, like a burning battle flag, forcibly pushing aside and crushing the spatial turbulence and chaotic energy that were trying to close in.

Behind the ship, several pairs of engines, resembling giant thunder legs, erupted with blinding lightning, stomping fiercely into the void.

Propelling this mobile war fortress, it plowed a straight, domineering, and powerful track through the chaotic spatial passages.

Countless shattered spatial fragments and energy turbulence, like flying stardust, sparked tiny sparks on the armor of the ship fortress before being swallowed and annihilated by the powerful blood energy field.

The view outside the porthole was instantly stretched and distorted, turning into countless shimmering lines that sped past.

Only the ship-carrying fortress itself remained as stable as a mountain amidst the turbulent flow of space.

Through the porthole, Kana gazed at the space traversed by violence and aesthetics, feeling the indestructible and unstoppable momentum of the ship fortress, while his blood-silver eyes reflected the rapidly passing light outside.

The journey to the world of Titans has officially begun in a way most in line with the style of Chronos.

The account of Luminar's "dark history" seemed like an amusing interlude before the journey began, dissipating amidst the roar of the ship's engines and the tremors of space.

……

The Ship Fortress continued its journey through the Astral Impermeable for about a week.

A subtle atmosphere of impending arrival at their destination permeated the cabin.

Cana and Kronos were sitting in the reception room.

Kronos was recounting with great pride his experiences hunting down the lairs of certain notorious evil gods in the astral plane.

Those ancient beings dwelling in the rifts of distorted space, and some natural wonders in the astral plane formed by strange laws.

Cana listened intently; this was a precious opportunity for him to learn about the vast astral plane and enrich himself as a new visionary.

They discussed the characteristics of different pantheons, the universally acknowledged laws of order in the astral realm, and the forbidden areas that even powerful gods had to treat with caution.

Just then, a graceful wind elemental maiden, composed of pure energy, glided silently into the hall and bowed deeply to the two deities. Her voice was like a gentle breeze rustling through a wind chime.

"Your Excellency Kronos, Your Excellency Cana, the ship is about to leave the space tunnel, and the Titan world is ahead."

Upon hearing this, Cronus immediately stopped speaking and let out a loud laugh that seemed to shatter the dust in the void.

"Haha! Did you hear that, Kana? We've arrived. Get ready to take a good look at my hometown."

His massive body suddenly stood up, exuding power.

"Luminar! Stop fiddling with your crystal and come out here."

He called out towards the interior of the palace, then gestured to Kana, "Let's go to the bow deck; the view is best from there."

Kana got up and followed, and Luminar Crystal Core's sharply defined crystal figure appeared silently beside them.

The three of them walked through the wide passageway to the huge open deck at the very front of the ship fortress.

The view here is extremely expansive, as if you are standing on the top of a floating mountain range.

At this moment, the ship is sailing in a stable space tunnel forcibly opened and maintained by the power of the Titans, with a dazzling torrent of energy rushing past on both sides of the ship.

Kronos stood at the very front, arms crossed, his body as solid as a rock, pointing towards the increasingly blinding white light at the end of the tunnel.

"Watch closely, once you step outside, you'll be in the world of Titans."

That's what they say, but Cana could clearly sense that even in this opened space tunnel, there was some kind of force moving around, intentionally or unintentionally.

That force was somewhat threatening, but it didn't show any hostility; instead, it was making a certain assessment and scanning of them.

"Some kind of inspection and defense mechanism for traveling to the Titan world?" Luminar asked directly.

Upon hearing this, Kronos crossed his arms, nodded, and looked up, gesturing towards the depths of the opened space.

"That is the Serpent of the World. I have never seen its specific appearance. I only know that it roams the space around its homeland, protecting all hostile beings."

"If they are weak and hostile, he will tear them apart in the tunnel of this space. If they are powerful, he will leave and tell the Father God."

"It is said that long ago, he was an enemy of the Father God, but he was later subdued. Of course, it was too long ago, and I don't know the specifics."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the bow of the Ship Fortress slammed into and shattered the energy membrane at the end of the tunnel.

Accompanied by a buzzing sound and slight vibration characteristic of spatial transformation, everything suddenly became clear.

A magnificent and dazzling scene, beyond words, instantly filled the entire field of vision in Cana.

Titan World!

It is by no means an ordinary planetary form, but a vast collection of planes suspended in the astral plane, radiating a magnificent glow of life and order.

Its structure is clearly visible, like a magnificent three-dimensional model.

The most core and the largest in volume is the central layer of the main plane continent.

Its area is so vast that it is breathtaking; even with the eyesight of the newly ascended deity Kana, and with the utmost divine sense, he could not perceive its boundaries.

Its landscape is characterized by undulating mountains and rivers, lush vegetation, and countless traces of civilizations scattered throughout, exuding an incredibly rich vitality and a powerful sense of order, forming the absolute core of the entire world.

The main plane continent possesses extremely vigorous vitality, nurturing powerful and diverse life forms.

An absolutely wonderful and dazzling world. (End of Chapter)