What's wrong with me, a mage, loving to farm?

Chapter 347. Welcoming the Dawn with Destruction

After a brief moment of hesitation, the world agreed to Kroa's request.

It neither agrees nor can it do anything about it. The laws and authority brought by "Prelude to Twilight" can only be suppressed by movements of the same or even higher rank.

If it didn't want to be swept away by the light and fall into the crisis of twilight, it had no choice but to agree to Kroya's request—but it preferred the vibrant and dreamlike Eden to being forced by the light.

Previously, it had no choice; according to the Father of Light's idea, it would help itself break through all constraints and regain the power of the gods no matter what.

But now that Eden exists, it has a second option—

In the area covered by Eden, all life, from the most basic blade of grass to the magnificent flowers hidden deep in the earth, as well as insects and exploding tigers, prayed to Eden in accordance with the will of the world.

"Fortunately, I don't have any strong desires."

"It was just a simple prayer..."

Kroa breathed a sigh of relief, controlling Eden and the two Earth Mothers who were locked in a power struggle to resist the twilight, while also doing her own thing.

If Kroa were greedy, he could have taken advantage of this opportunity to bring all those magical beasts and plants into Eden, causing Eden to undergo an unimaginable transformation, but he would certainly have been hated by the world's consciousness.

Moreover, draining the pond to catch all the fish is not a good idea.

All he had to do was use the special connection between Eden and himself to cast a Celestial Imprint on all the magical beasts and magical plants, copying their entire structure and storing it inside Eden.

Able to directly scan the entire world of magical beasts and plants like this would be virtually impossible without the aid of a dimensional consciousness. Just those hidden regions alone are enough to give Kroya a headache.

But now it's very relaxing.

When the light of Eden is enveloped and extended by the power of the world's consciousness, nothing can block its path, not even the secret places of various churches or forces.

They did feel uncomfortable, but it was something they couldn't solve. Furthermore, given their limited abilities, they couldn't detect the existence of the Celestial Spirit Imprint Technique and didn't notice any changes at all.

So they just let it be.

Of course, Kroya knew that he could not include everything.

There are some truly inaccessible places, some of the best hidden areas, regions that resist the consciousness of the world, into which even the light of Eden cannot reach.

The current Eden can be said to have recorded about 80%, with the remaining 20% ​​being the pinnacle and essence of the evolution of magical beasts and magical plants—but even so, it is enough for Kroa to perfect Eden.

And so, a dense stream of data flowed rapidly through Kroa's eyes, the light of the Astral Imprint Technique almost converging into a galaxy, with each flash of light representing the Astral Body pattern of a magical beast or magical plant.

The power of the Ring of Radiance helped Kroa untangle these intricate magical runes while simultaneously recording them—a rather rare experience for Him, considering that the Ark itself also had the mission of preserving data.

In that dreamlike Eden, countless magical beasts and magical plants made entirely of magical runes are taking shape. Although they have no life and no self-awareness, they are indeed recorded by Eden.

With the help of these powers, Eden's originally somewhat illusory scenery quickly solidified, yet it always maintained a wonderful state of alternating between reality and illusion, and the magic runes inside were also being perfected.

[A wonder: Eden is undergoing a transformation.]

[The world consciousness of the Zemurian continent allows Eden to record and preserve all magical beasts and plants belonging to the Zemurian continent. As the master of Eden, "Kroya" will be able to observe their magical rune structures at any time.]

[Once Eden obtains the species structure of the Zemurian continent, it will become more real. Under certain circumstances, beings within it will be able to leave Eden and travel to the outside world without needing special methods.]

You can unleash your own power through Eden.

The continent of Zemuria awaits your ascension to the divine throne of "Paradise."

[Bearing the Wonder: Eden's "Rainbow Poem - Green Chapter - Rainbow Grass Paradise Across All Things" will receive a new branch: The Gratitude of the Zemurian Continent.]

[To express your gratitude to the continent of Zemuria, if you wish to attain a divine position in Zemuria, all recorded magical beasts and plants can sing with you.]

[To express your gratitude to the world of Zemuria, if you do not wish to attain godhood in Zemuria, you may invite magical beasts and plants to join your performance and sing with you.]

This was a fairly long explanation in recent times, and Kroya read it with great interest. The Zemurian continent actually wanted to directly give him the position of some kind of god of paradise.

Yes, this is a ready-made paradise.

"What a wondrous world." The Ring of Radiance saw Eden transformed through Chloe's vision: "From illusion to reality, this is clearly the power of a treasure of illusion."

"I estimate that once this matter is somewhat resolved, the merfolk and that dog will come looking for you. If you can successfully bring back the Phantom Treasure, it will be of immense help to you."

Kroa, however, was not as optimistic as He: "Now Eden mainly retains the imprints of all the magical beasts and magical plants that could be left on the continent of Zemuria."

It's estimated that it will only be effective in this world.

"To truly make the creations within compatible with the mortal world, my understanding of the laws is insufficient, which is quite a headache... How can I obtain more world laws to perfect it?"

He rubbed his temples. This time, it was the twilight that affected the Zemurian continent, which made it willing to cooperate with him, allowing Eden to successfully read the celestial body structure of magical beasts and magical plants.

Should I launch this twilight prelude into other worlds as well?

Wouldn't that really make him an evil sorcerer who would stop at nothing for research?

Hui Zhihuan remained calm: "You're only at level eleven and you're already researching these unimaginable things. Besides, aren't there other movements?"

He looked at the light, who was tormented by the "apple" and the "serpent," feeling no pity in his eyes: "Has the prophecy you spoke of been fulfilled today?"

Platinum-gold light swirled around the Ring of Radiance, gradually encircling Kroa's body, like the boiling flames behind a god, carrying an indescribable terrifying power—that was the Great Prophecy!

As long as Kroa utters that prophecy, the Great Prophecy will surely be activated and become a reality.

This is a second confirmation of Cloa's prophecy.

How much power does it take to prophesy that a god is "dead"?

Kroya was unaware of this, nor did he care to know. He simply reached behind his head and removed the Ring of Radiance, whispering, "Teacher, my prophecy will also take effect."

"The light will surely reap what it sows."

"Don't worry, I've already prepared."

Although the Ring of Radiance did not understand Kroa's meaning, it still dimmed. In fact, it was quite looking forward to how this different form of prophecy would be fulfilled.

Kroya gazed at the Father of Light in the radiant hall, silently found a place to sit down with his back against it, and took out his harp once more.

He took a deep breath and gently stroked the strings, immediately sensing Gopher's trembling and fear.

"It will hurt a lot, but it will be quick."

Kroya comforted it with these words, sharing its pain, and continued playing.

But this time, what was played was not a gentle, warm light, but a flowing gold that was so intense it could melt everything.

The destructive golden light was like the surging, boiling heat on the surface of a star, heavy yet carrying a terrifying power that could turn everything to ashes; everything would become its nourishment.

Accompanied by a blazing golden light, the long-awaited sun demons and swarms of insects all rushed out, dancing and tearing at the holy and beautiful pillars and walls to the rhythm of the music.

Logically, this should have been a terrifying scene of "demons devouring light," but as the demons and swarms tore at it, the divine kingdom of light was turning into golden fragments, becoming part of the Chroa Symphony.

—Everyone could see the demons and swarms of insects wreaking havoc, the divine kingdom of light being torn apart and turned into a blazing golden liquid that danced to the music.

This magnificent beauty of destruction does not evoke fear, but rather a sense of indescribable exhilaration, as if light will be reborn after destruction.

The final hymn of praise!

This is a chapter that Kroya has never touched before, representing the sun's destructive desires. Once unleashed, it can quickly destroy everything—but Kroya feels that even destruction would have an effect.

He now intends to use light as fuel to destroy twilight and forcefully push forward the arrival of dawn.

The Father of Light was certainly aware of Kroa's actions.

But no matter how hard He struggled, He could not break free from the serpent of greed and the fruit of resentment. He could only watch helplessly as His kingdom was devoured by those demons and swarms of insects. No matter what kind of attack He faced, it would be easily blocked and become part of the flowing golden symphony.

What made Him even more desperate was that even His own consciousness was driving Him to want to join in the praise of this destruction—even if it was with Him as fuel.

"..."

The Father of Light seemed to sense something, and gradually, He stopped struggling.

Instead, it actively blends its own light into the dark golden symphony of destruction, which pours down into the world bathed in twilight.

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This process is slow, but irreversible.

Kroa didn't know why He suddenly stopped resisting, but he didn't care. After all, there would be no dissonance in His own music, and he was very certain of that.

Whatever the light wants to do, it is already the fuel.

With the Father of Light as fuel, the dark golden light emanating from Kroa's symphony grew ever deeper, eventually transforming into a dark golden sun that replaced the original luminous divine kingdom, hanging high in the sky.

The light of destruction pierced through the twilight.

Even though dusk itself represents the stillness of all things, it is still hard to compare with the true destruction from the sun, let alone the fact that it used a god as nourishment.

All life looks up at the sky.

Far from feeling that destruction was imminent, they were filled with anticipation, a sense of anticipation that they would soon see the dawn.

The gods and legends were shocked and gained a deeper understanding of this already famous mage from the northern border of the Kingdom of Norland, and were also very wary of him.

Eurydice and Iotes watched all this from the sky above Star Town, and the former couldn't help but sigh, "Has the light truly fallen?"

"I was originally planning to treat it as a crystal pillar."

The latter shook his head: "He doesn't fall so easily, and the world needs a beacon of light..."

The Titan puppet stared at the data on the starry sky and muttered to itself, "The authority of a god who is firmly controlled by the world's consciousness is of paramount importance."

Eurydice revealed an eager look: "Don't worry, my plan includes using Him. No matter how smart the world consciousness is, it can't resist that thing."

After all, the teacher spent a lot of money to buy it from the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce.

……

now,

The dark gold quickly swallowed up the twilight, and the symphony of the sun was forcing the twilight's symphony to end—even the angel playing the harp was almost swallowed up by this power.

"Now, shouldn't you play the rest of the piece with me?"

Kroya walked up to the Angel of the Harp. Cracks had begun to appear on his body. The destructive power of the sun, combined with a god as fuel, was becoming unbearable.

However, this was indeed the best opportunity. He seized the chance to successfully play the final hymn, turning the potentially discordant power into his own.

The original concept of "The Poem of the Rainbow" is certainly different from his understanding of the concept, but that's precisely what makes it special.

Looking at Kroya's fingers, the Angel of the Harp sighed, "Of course, it's my honor."

He gently put down the harp in his hand, and the six pairs of enormous wings behind him separated one by one, landing behind Kroya, swaying gently and trembling with the changes in Kroya's magic.

This time it truly resembled six beams of "sunlight" bursting forth, powerful enough to blot out the sky.

"Why do you all like possessing people like this?" Kroa couldn't help but complain. It was only because the Ring of Radiance wasn't around that he was being questioned; otherwise, there would have been several layers of radiance behind him.

The angel of the harp didn't understand why Chloe was making such a comment. She simply told Chloe what she knew about the "Prelude to Twilight" and the "Finale of Dawn" that the Father of Light had given her.

After a brief reading, Kroya was quite certain that this was a chapter from the Poem of the Beginning. Fortunately, it was strongly connected to the sun, so there shouldn't be any problems playing it.

Through reading, he also understood why the Father of Light so readily offered his divine power; this guy clearly wanted to use the power of dawn to be reborn and gain the world's recognition.

In fact, all he needs to do now is filter out the power of the Father of Light. Without his permission, the other party can never be resurrected—but the world always needs light.

You can be resurrected, but you need to be under his control.

So he casually plucked a cluster of pale white flowers from Eden, imprinted his eternal magic into them, and then mixed them into the music that was about to be played.

He took out the golden longbow he had prepared long ago, and looked at the constellation that only he could see, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Draw the bow, nock the arrow—

The dawn's melody pierced the deep desolation and twilight as his arrow was released, using the last of the Father of Light's power as fuel, shooting straight into the sky.

And in the sky above, a shimmering constellation shot down a blue arrow, echoing the golden arrow shot by Kroa.

The two arrows pierced through countless barriers in an instant, finally colliding at the starry sky and the crystalline walls of the plane set up by the Titans.

That terrifying power instilled fear in both Iotes and the world's consciousness.

Arrows pressed against each other, without the slightest misalignment, just like a predetermined fate.

"The Illuminati has fallen today!"

"But dawn will come with His fall!"

After a brief pause, the two arrows collided violently with Kroya's voice, unleashing endless light that instantly bathed the entire world in iridescent radiance.

Then the bright sunshine began to shine down.

Its daybreak.

as always.

(End of this chapter)