After the contract was established, the entire land of the Midland was connected.
Without the chaotic battle between the Demon Gods and the Kings, the Sons of Man began to enter an unprecedented peaceful and beautiful era.
The people developed by the Turedula City-State could no longer satisfy the growing population.
Soon, the ancient sons split into tribes like Tanit, Usa, and Shinti, and migrated to other places to establish city-states.
You have discovered that with the gods deliberately withdrawing from the stage of the era, humans are developing faster and faster, and your own acting degree is rising day by day.
If this continues, perhaps in less than a thousand years, you will be able to complete the life simulation's acting degree settlement ahead of time.
However, you, who have been standing in the Shendai for five hundred years, are very nostalgic for this calm and peaceful moment.
As solid allies, you and the Flower God always visit the rainforest country to debate with the Mercy Tree King.
Delighted and amazed at your wisdom, the King Tree never left you day by day, using the sky as his blanket and the flowers as his bed to explore the mysteries of the stars and the abyss.
Such a happy time passed nearly 300 years
During this period, you had quarrels, disagreements, joy, and absurdity.
In appreciation of the friendship of the three gods, on the birthday of the Daci Tree King, you played a musical instrument after drinking. The tree king sang softly, and the mistress of the flower danced.
When the flower god danced, countless beautiful Padishalan grew on the grass she stepped on. The bright purple-red flowers formed a brilliant stage.
Here, the people of the rainforest held a "Flower God's Birthday Festival" as a birthday celebration for the Daci Tree King.
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Another Flower God's Birthday Ceremony!
The lively ceremony attracted almost all the people of the rainforest to celebrate.
It was an observation platform that sat high above the palace and only gods could sit on.
Luo Chen played the ancient strings, attracting the Nightingale's accompaniment. He watched as the Goddess of Flowers, who was as dazzling as gold, danced in the swaying Phadisharan and could not help but laugh.
"It would be great if time could stop at this moment.”
Beside him, the Great Compassion Tree King plucked grass as a tool and flowers as a crown, singing the flawless song of Galliani.
Her gentle and loving gaze looked down the high platform and saw the Rainforest people driving a huge float parade. The Knight of Flowers led the way, and along the way, people were throwing flowers, candy, and wine.
On both sides of the road, every household had a table with seven delicacies.
The Tree King Sacred Body Mushroom, Moon Lotus, Rose, Sunfall Fruit, Calamity Wave Lotus, Spicy Fruit, Dun Dun Peach, and the other dishes that represented the seven virtues of the gods were like a long dragon, endless.
"In the song of victory, no one needs to drink a drop of bitter water.”
The Tree King murmured, gently breaking off its white branches and sprinkling the holy water that represented her heartfelt blessings on the rainforest.
In an instant, a fine drizzle descended from the sky, like the dew that cleansed the soul, causing the subjects to loudly praise and gradually push the celebration atmosphere to a climax.
Immersed in the purest faith, Luo Chen and the Tree King looked at each other. The two gods, whose minds were completely connected, could feel each other's true thoughts at that moment.
Unlike the Flower God's pure dependence and unreserved love, even if the Great Compassion Tree King had not been with him for as long as the other party, the goddess who knew the world the most was his soul mate.
Over the past 300 years, this understanding had become deeper and deeper.
"I was dancing over there, and the two of you actually abandoned me to form your own world. If there's no reason, you have to be careful of the poison from the sweet flower pistil.”
The ambiguous atmosphere was growing, and Marikata interrupted without hesitation.
Her long golden hair glowed under the sunlight and flowed into her almost transparent skin, emitting a crystal-like luster. The wind chimes at the ends of her braids made a sound that made people fall into a dream, as if reminding someone to extend his hand to invite her to the banquet.
Luo Chen understood the situation very well. He led Maricata to his other side and sat down. Luo Chen could feel the two goddesses surrounding him and could not help but sigh at the unprecedented glory.
Enjoying it was one thing, but he still had to explain it.
"I only exchanged a few words with Bouyer. How did I end up being poisoned to death?" he asked helplessly.”
"Is that so?"
Maricata looked at him with a smile, then looked at the Mercy Tree King, Bouyer, who was covering his mouth in embarrassment for some reason.
Her beautiful eyelashes fluttered slightly. She seemed to see that the God of Wisdom was deliberately misleading her.
The Flower God was never someone who would allow others to make fun of him without retaliating. She suddenly walked past Luo Chen and pounced on the surprised Tree King.
"Aiya…"
Before he could call for help, the golden threads and silver hair instantly mixed together.
The two goddesses overlapped each other. As the only spectator, Luo Chen did not help them. Instead, he watched from the sidelines and enjoyed the show.
The number of times the three gods had played and played together had long been uncountable. In such a scene, he would only let nature take its course. Of course, he would also participate occasionally.
Generally speaking, the most painful or comfortable time was when he was targeted by the two goddesses.
Listening to the playful voice of the Goddess and taking a sip of the strong wine, Luo Chen felt as if he was floating.
Enjoying the thick celebration of the festival, he stood up and came to the edge of the high platform, announcing loudly to the subjects below.
"Son of all the kingdoms on earth, on this day of celebration, you must offer your bravery to your lord! In the name of Bahram, the God of Victory, I will bestow supreme glory upon the victor!”
The promise from the God Lord instantly made the subjects of the various countries below rise in enthusiasm. They surged and shouted to show their bravery in front of the Emperor.
It didn't take long before a huge arena was divided.
The martial artists who thought they were qualified to offer their skills stood up. There were hundreds of them, and they were hostile to each other.
This was a good opportunity to show his face in front of the emperor. Once he became the final winner, he would be qualified to be personally rewarded by the God of Victory.
No matter who it was, a fire was burning in their hearts at this moment. They were determined to obtain the final victory.
Luo Chen's actions pushed the atmosphere of the celebration to the peak.
On this ancient and desolate land, the sons of men sacrificed their martial arts for the lord and prayed for the heavens.
In the main palace, Luo Chen watched as warriors walked up the stage one after another to compete in skills.
The celebration lasted for three days and three nights until the sun rose and the moon set. Finally, the final victor was decided.
It was a thin and brave warrior.
On the ground!
Everyone praised his bravery and admired his luck!
When the winner stepped onto the steps of the palace to meet the gods, excitement and fear filled his heart.
In the face of the winner's prayers, you generously bestowed him with the sword art that understands the peak of humanity through the wisdom of the Demon Realm.
He was known by everyone as Galshasbu, which meant "Owner of the Skinny Horse."
After that, the second half of the Flower God's Birthday Ceremony, in the name of the God of Victory, was regarded as the " Gift of the God King ".
The final winners were crowned with the glory of "Galshasbu"
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Excerpt-
Unfortunately, the " Flower God's Birthday Ceremony ", which was passed down in ancient times to celebrate the birthday of the Daci Tree King, had been passed down to this day with the disappearance of the King of Gods, the seal of the Flower God, and the disappearance of the Tree King. It had become the birthday of the Little Lakshmi Grass King. It was once bathed in the glory of the " King of Gods 'Gift ", and it was afraid that it would never reappear. The title of Hero Galshasbu was no longer inherited.
This passage is taken from the archaeological notes of Tafazori, Hapantu of the Shravardan Academy.
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