Restart: Becoming the Creator of the Magic World 13 Times

After talking with Athena, Alfred and his party finally settled down in Athens.

Next came the restoration work of Athens. In order to maintain her faith, the goddess Athena personally supervised and guided the work.

Several of her men personally took part in the battle, and the monsters destroyed countless buildings. It would not be an exaggeration to say that Athens is now in ruins.

When Athena heard that several other regions had made their magic public, she no longer cared to hide it.

Human magicians also participated in the repairs, and those who had free time like Jupiter also participated, with those who were able to contribute their labor and those who had money contributing money.

Afterwards, Athena learned from them what was happening now, as well as the relationship between the Demon King and the Brave God.

As well as the relationship between the God of Creation and Rose, Athena watched the busy people from the high place of her statue.

"Goddess, do you really believe their lies?" asked Aiquis.

"I believe it." A gentle breeze blew by. "It's just like the prophecy. The Wind God also said it."

"Wind God?"

"You don't need to know this, descendant of Aiquis."

"Yes."

Nishihara, Temple of Roserico.

"Wow! What a magnificent temple! He is worthy of being the god in charge of wealth!" Anemie teased as she walked behind Hermes.

"Stop being so nagging." Hermes led the way silently. "I won't be living in the palace after it's finished."

"The Celico family is uncomfortable, and I obviously didn't do anything." Hermes complained.

They walked to a pool, and Anemye symbolically threw a coin into it, praying for the gods' protection.

"You guy."

Hermes was speechless, then got to the point, "Tell me, what is your purpose in helping them?"

"Huh? Help? What are you talking about?" Anemiyi pretended to be stupid.

"Athena's soul is only a remnant, and it was formed by your power, Anemye, what are you doing?"

Anemiyi's gentle face froze. "You can fool them, but you can't fool me."

"You are at the eleventh level, and I am at the twelfth. Our strength is almost equal, evenly matched. But lately, I have been almost unable to understand your strength."

Hermes expressed his doubts, saying that he didn't know since when Anemie's power became so strong that even he could not detect it.

He was the first god rescued by Rose, the first to be blessed by the power that descended, and he deserved to ascend to the twelfth floor.

His power is distributed throughout the world, so it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a god under the God of Creation.

However, the power of wind also spreads throughout the country and the world, and Anemi even recruited three gods, and the three gods do not have many believers.

But his strength was not diminished at all, even what he was thinking when he didn't look at the outside world.

Until he saw the scene of Nanyuan through Jupiter, other gods could not see it, but he could see it clearly.

The power of Anemae, the goddess of wind, spread throughout Athens.

This is why Hermes came to him. It would be more accurate to say that he wanted to know the truth rather than being jealous.

Anemiy smiled as she watched his explanation, staring at their reflections in the water.

"You're right. You were the first to meet the God of Creation, but I was the first in terms of timing."

Hermes couldn't understand what he was saying.

"Your Highness gave you something, right? He gave it to you because he trusts you. Have you used it?" Anemi looked at him with interest.

The thing given by Rose can only be used at critical moments, so Hermes has never used it alone.

Anemiyi sat by the pool. "We are all gods trusted by His Highness. Yes, according to history, except for a few of us, all others have fallen."

Anemi explained, "I was the first god that the God of Creation glanced at. That was during the Mistfield War seven hundred years ago."

"What?" Hermes asked in disbelief.

"Don't be so surprised. You know this too. It's the time when they went to find the magic wand. They went to the Misty Plains, met Oster, and turned me into a god. This is the route you know, right?"

Anemiyi said gently, "But, Your Highness and I did meet seven hundred years ago."

Anemiyi told Rose about her next move, and Rose went back to the past and brought back the God of Life.

By accident, he was almost exposed, and told the future to Anemi. After that, Anemi heard the prophecy of the goddess of prophecy.

He believed it, and later, in order to cover up the success of Rose's plan, Rose gave him one tenth of the power of the Creator God.

Anemi also pretended to be captured. Afterwards, with great power, Anemi secretly used her power to rescue the gods she could.

If he cannot be saved, it is okay to save a remnant soul. At that time, Aglaia and the others were not strong enough to reach this level, so they could not sense his power.

Everything made sense later. Why did he feel that nothing had happened before? Obviously nothing had changed, but everything changed after Anemie became a god?

"Your Highness, do you know what you have done?" Hermes did not question the accuracy of the matter.

"I know. She was the first one to notice it."

Hermes was puzzled, "The God of Creation is in no mood to care, so how did Your Highness know?"

After hearing this, Anemiyi collapsed into the water, feeling hopeless. "Who made me have so many friends? I have too much power left, and she noticed it. She calculated it with her fingers and knew everything."

"But she didn't say anything and gave me the position of God Lord."

Hermes: "You have helped her a lot in some way."

"What about you? Aren't you going to ask her real plan?"

"Hermes, you actually know what she is, right?"

"Aren't you the same?" Hermes asked back.

His ideals were so great, so great that he thought he could hide everything.

"Perhaps, now that we have guessed it, she knows it too."

Hermes closed his eyes and thought, "There's nothing I can do. He has too many loopholes."

"Is it based on feeling?" Anemiyi pointed out.

"After all, I am too. But it's better not to expose it."

"Let us be her [Him] final trump card and help her complete this perfect performance."

The air grew silent, and Hermes changed the subject, "God of Time, are you ready to be pulled into the divine realm?"

"That's right." Anemiyi said unconcernedly, "Who would complain about having too much power?"

Hermes slowly gathered the surrounding water into a water ball and smashed it hard at him.

"Fuck! You!"

"It's all soaked, so it doesn't matter." Hermes said lightly.

What kind of logic is this!

In the thirteenth divine realm, the God of Creation casts a black chess piece.

[This world still has the possibility of being saved.]

"You can't define it like that. The game is not over yet."

[What? Don't you want her/you to go back?]

"Of course I do, but I also need to get some compensation."