A different world game? A different world game!

Kana's gaze followed Talia's proud direction and fell upon the city known as "Bonsai Terrace".

The scene before us truly lives up to its name, a spectacle that perfectly blends nature and divine craftsmanship.

The entire city is like a meticulously carved piece of jade, inlaid in an incredibly magnificent river valley.

As far as the eye can see, the most breathtaking sight is the vast river that meanders like a ribbon of shimmering sapphire.

It surges forth from the distant, misty mountains, carrying immense vitality, and slowly cuts through the very center of the city, bisecting this vast metropolis in two.

This is the life of the city, the flow of life in this region.

It is the pulse of life.

The city's main body lies along both banks of the river, with rows of buildings spreading outwards from the gentle riverbank plain.

However, what is most breathtaking is that the city is not confined to the flat bottom of the river valley.

Part of it boldly climbs upwards, built close to the towering, almost vertical cliffs on both sides of the valley.

These cliffs themselves are the city's grandest and most vibrant "bonsai".

As far as the eye can see, the cliff face is covered with countless huge terraces, some naturally formed and others carved out by man.

These terraces come in various shapes and sizes; some are deeply recessed into the rock, forming quiet sky gardens; others jut out like giant trays, proudly overlooking the valley and city below.

Each terrace is an independent and lush microcosm, carefully cultivated into a natural landscape flowerpot.

It was covered, hung, and climbed by countless strange plants.

The lush vines cascade down like a waterfall, their abundant leaves shimmering with varying shades of green in the sunlight.

Clusters of colorful and uniquely shaped flowers bloom, some as red as fire, some as blue as the sea, and some as dreamy as purple, dotting the greenery like scattered stars.

Even more impressively, the gnarled roots of ancient trees have penetrated deep into the crevices of the rocks, and the canopy spreads out like a canopy, casting dappled light and shadow on the terrace.

These plants do not grow haphazardly, but are cleverly combined and arranged, as if the most essential fragments of the Star Forest have been cut out and inlaid on this thousand-meter-high cliff, forming a vertical and flowing scroll of life that encircles the city.

And various strange insects, birds and beasts appear and disappear within this painting, adding even more vigorous vitality to them.

Each terrace view is perhaps a small world within a natural environment.

The valley itself is surrounded by an unimaginably vast plain.

Nearby is a lush, ancient, and deep forest with its dark green canopy stretching out in undulating waves.

Extending outwards are vast expanses of lush green meadows, like emerald carpets.

Further away, there are endless golden wheat fields, rippling with waves of harvest in the breeze.

Scattered among the wheat fields and plains are farmhouses and quiet villages, with wisps of smoke rising from their chimneys, stretching to the horizon and merging with the distant mountains.

Looking out from the city's high points, the valley and plains create an incredibly vast, tranquil, and abundant pastoral scene, full of the rhythm of life and the harmony of nature.

However, when one's gaze truly falls upon the city's buildings at the bottom of the valley, one can truly appreciate the "scale" of the Titan world.

The houses, which appear to be scattered and arranged in a staggered manner, are all more magnificent than one can imagine.

None of the doors were less than four meters high; the huge window frames, the rough and solid stone, and the towering roof all proclaimed that this was the land of giants.

The entire city complex unfolds across the vast river valley, its sheer scale breathtaking.

In contrast, the towering cliffs on both sides of the valley, shrouded in distant mist, appear even more unreachable, highlighting the magnificence of this landscape and the insignificance of their own existence.

Kana and his companions were positioned on a high ground near a magnificent cliff on the edge of the city—Talia's palace.

The palace is cleverly built on the foundation of the cliff, its main structure seemingly growing out of the mountain and blending into the rugged rocks.

The palace’s overall shape and structure look very unique; at least, there is no such style in the world of Cana.

But one can vaguely see traces of elves.

The design clearly blends nature and elegance, with a large number of rare plants that emit a soft glow carefully introduced between the courtyards and corridors, so that even during construction, a strong sense of life can already be felt.

Elven maidens moved nimbly among the scaffolding and the half-finished, exquisite columns.

Their slender figures contrasted sharply with the two Titan guards at the entrance, who stood like small mountains, heavily armored and exuding a powerful aura, silently proclaiming the extraordinary nature of the place's owner.

The owners here are of the bloodline of elves and titans.

At this moment, they are standing on the observation deck at the highest point of the palace.

Talia raised her chin slightly, her emerald eyes sparkling with pride, and her voice flowed like a clear spring, carrying a hint of subtle boasting.

“Look, this is the ‘Bonsai Terrace,’ my city. And here,” she gently raised her hand, gesturing to the palace beneath her feet and the boundless river valley before her, “is where my palace is located.”

Kronos's loud laughter echoed across the platform. He nodded vigorously, his rugged face showing genuine approval.

"Hahaha! I have to admit, Talia, you really chose a great spot! This garden on the cliff, this vitality in the valley, is simply breathtaking."

"This mastery and shaping of nature truly befits the genius of the Temple of Life."

Clearly, this city was built by a combination of nature, divine power, and wisdom.

Kana's gaze lingered on the myriad bonsai on the cliff and the abundance of the valley, and he nodded in sincere agreement.

"Yes, Your Highness Talia. The scenery here is perfectly natural, yet it contains a carefully crafted divine meaning in every detail."

"The breath of life is so powerful and harmonious, every detail is like the pulse of nature itself, full of vitality and intoxicating. This is indeed one of the most beautiful cities I have ever seen."

However, after appreciating it, Kronos habitually returned to his powerful aesthetic sense.

“However,” he clicked his tongue, looking around at the lush greenery, “it’s beautiful, but too ‘green,’ it looks soft and limp, lacking any sense of grandeur or power. If you ask me, I should go to my ‘Earthshaking Peak’! That’s what I call magnificent!”

This immediately earned Talia a wide-eyed roll of her eyes.

She snorted in dissatisfaction and retorted without any politeness: "Come on, dear brother. Apart from yourself and your muscle-headed followers, who would genuinely like your rugged palace built on a barren rocky mountaintop, where savage roars echo all day long?"
"What else is inside besides shirtless, sweating brutes punching each other? You brought your friends here, are you expecting them to watch a gladiatorial fight?"

Judging from his expression, you could tell that he probably really thought so, after all, his ship had a dedicated arena where battles were constantly taking place.

When his sister exposed his shortcomings to his face, Cronus was not angry at all. Instead, he proudly puffed out his chest, as if it were the highest honor.

"Hey! That is the purest manifestation of power, the home of the spirit of bravery. Every stone is imbued with the will to fight."

He emphasized this by waving his fist, which was as big as a clay pot.

Talia crossed her arms, unyielding: "But with guests like Lord Cana and Lord Luminar, it's clear that my 'Bonsai Terrace,' which is still under construction, is a better place to stay than your 'Brutal Training Camp,' at least it won't make people feel uncomfortable."

She emphasized the last few words. Kronos looked at his sister's serious expression, then glanced at Luminar, who was smiling silently, and Kana, who looked at him with agreement, and could only shrug somewhat dejectedly.

"Okay, okay, you're right. This place... is indeed more suitable for entertaining guests."

He reluctantly admitted the truth.

The atmosphere relaxed for a moment with casual conversation.

Kronos turned serious and said to Talia, "Alright, sister. The Karna brothers have come from afar, bearing the heavy responsibility of saving their world shrouded in the shadow of the void."

"His most important purpose in this trip was to meet the great Father God and seek guidance and help."

Talia once again rolled her eyes gracefully, a gesture that had become almost a habit.

“Of course I know,” she said, her voice carrying a “Do you think I’m a fool?” tone.

“What else could a new god of order, bearing the name of ‘savior’, come from a world threatened by the void, except to meet the Father God?”
“And Father God would certainly be willing to see him. But,” she changed the subject, a helpless smile on her face, “the timing wasn’t quite right. Father God just… took a little nap.”

"doze off?"

Kana's heart skipped a beat. Even though he had ascended to godhood, he couldn't help but feel a little "drenched in sweat".

A great god-king who wields powerful authority over [Hope], [Prosperity], [Order], and [Creation], and serves as the cornerstone of the Titan pantheon.

The "little nap" He spoke of—how many mortals' lives, or even the rise and fall of a civilization, must have represented?

What a coincidence!
As if seeing through the tremor in Kronos's heart, he patted Kronos's large, fan-like hand heavily on Kronos's shoulder, making a dull sound, while also conveying a reassuring sense of strength.

"Haha! Don't worry, Kana brothers!"

His hearty laughter dispelled the unease.

“Even if it’s the Father God’s slumber, it won’t last long for us, at most a day or two. And,” he blinked his huge eyes, with a certainty.

“Once Father God knows that you have come, that you are fighting for the world with the title of ‘Savior,’ his eyes, which represent hope and the future, will surely open even faster. Perhaps, a divine oracle will arrive tomorrow.”

The Father's wisdom is vast and boundless; he clearly already knew of Kanah's arrival.

Then, Kronos lowered his voice and reminded Talia with brotherly concern.

“By the way, dear sister. Before Father God formally summons you, whatever you do, don’t reveal anything about the Kana brothers and their title of ‘savior’ to the other guys. You know what we brothers and sisters are like…”

He shook his head helplessly.

"Not everyone is as understanding as you. Some guys don't understand manners at all and might offend the guests."

"And then there are those annoyingly curious fellows who will swarm around like bears smelling honey, bombarding us with questions. That's not how we Titans treat our guests."

Upon hearing this, Talia glared at Kronos with displeasure, a hint of "Do you think I need to teach me?" flashing in her emerald eyes.

“I know, brother. I know what I'm doing.”

She slightly raised her chin, exuding a sense of poise and wisdom befitting a goddess of life.

"Until the Father God establishes the ceremony of summons, I will guard Lord Cana's message as a precious new bud in my 'bonsai plateau' that needs to wait patiently to bloom."

Her promise carried a natural metaphor that reassured people.

But something's a little strange.

However, this metaphor is appropriate to the other party's preferences and his divine power and authority, so it is not considered offensive.

Cana was helpless.

His age was far too young for a god, let alone the ultimate long-lived being who was a fusion of an elf and a Titan.

In the other person's eyes, their accumulated time is indeed like that of a baby.

Ugh, I hate immortal beings.

Taking advantage of this precious free time while waiting for the Father God to awaken, Talia enthusiastically joined the conversation, chatting easily with Kana and Luminar.

Through the back-and-forth introductions from Kronos and Talia, Cana gained a more concrete and vivid understanding of this highest peak in the astral plane, known as the "Titan World."

Kronos described it in his distinctive, powerful, deep voice.

"The Titan world is vaster than you can imagine, brothers. The main plane itself is boundless, and surrounding it are countless sub-planes, skyships, sunken planes, and small worlds that serve as stars, together forming our unique world system."

"The diversity and brilliance of life living here far surpasses that of any single world."

"The arrival of the Golden Age meant that the sparks of wisdom shone not only among the Titans, but also among the elves, dwarves, dragonborn, and elemental beings..."

"There are also unique races from various subsidiary planes, and countless intelligent life forms together weaving a prosperous tapestry of the Titan world!"

Talia added with a smile, her voice as gentle as a spring breeze rustling through new leaves.

"And we gods, in addition to residing in the magnificent palaces on the sacred mountain in the divine realm, will also choose a place we like in the main plane below to build our palaces and cities on earth."

"Just like my 'bonsai plateau,' just like my brother's 'earth-shaking peak.'"

Kronos nodded and picked up the conversation.

"That's right! This city and the palace are our symbols in the human world, and we are each responsible for managing them ourselves."

“The city’s original inhabitants were often our core and most devout believers. They lived there for generations, guarding God’s dwelling place.”

"Although it is theoretically possible to recruit them as a family, it is usually not done."

"Because the very existence, construction, and development of a city are, day after day, closely linked to the fate of these lives with the will of the gods, forming a bond that is deeper and more stable than mere faith—architecture and trust."

He pointed to the palace that was growing beneath his feet and the vibrant city in the distance.

“So,” Cronus concluded, a hint of pride in his voice, “you see, every god’s palace city is completely different in style. Some are built in the clouds, some are hidden deep in the forest, some float on the sea, and some, like mine, are rooted in the highest mountain peak.”

"The locations are all strange and unusual, but without exception, they all prosper! This is because the power of the gods naturally transforms those places, influencing the creatures and the land there."

“Like here in Talia, the life force is so strong it’s almost dripping with water. And on my mountain, every single rock is hard enough to crush the head of an evil god.”

As he spoke, he habitually clenched his fist again.

As Cana listened and gazed at the “bonsai terrace” that grew in the vast valley and whose cliffs shone brightly, and felt the life force flowing through the palace construction site beneath his feet, he gained the most direct understanding of what Cronus meant by “the power of the gods transforming the city.”

This colossal city in the valley is a magnificent manifestation on earth of the Titan world's goddess of life's authority. (End of Chapter)