After evolving from an eagle-man into an angel, I annihilated the gods.

The year is 115101 in the Angel Empire calendar.

The massive Astral Magic Network project has begun.

Raphael mobilized countless astral magical deities to begin laying out an astral magic network along star trails.

Tens of thousands of provincial star systems, plus Hell and Twilight Lands, saw the emergence of countless magic network projects.

Billions of angels protect and safeguard it.

The moment the magic network is laid out to each world, it will simultaneously cover the entire astral plane. With each new world joining, the astral magic network grows stronger.

Because of the foundation of billions of star orbits laid throughout the entire astral plane, the construction of the magic network proceeded relatively smoothly.

....

The year is 116000 in the Angel Empire calendar.

Wimatos Province, Robert Starfield, Welsh Tyrell Grand World.

Two hundred years ago.

The star trails were laid from the Wimatos province star system to the Robert star system below, connecting several large worlds within them.

Tilor World in Wales is one of them.

One hundred and ninety years ago.

The Star Train then began operating here.

However, compared to the provincial capital star system of the world of Vematos, the world of Welsh Tiro is considered a remote "third-tier city," belonging to the remote countryside.

Therefore, it takes ten years for an interplanetary train to travel through this world.

The opportunity to travel to billions of worlds in the astral plane is only available once every ten years, making it extremely rare and precious.

Today, all the worlds in the Astral Plane that have access to the Astral Train are extremely fortunate.

Therefore, at this time, to ride the Star Train, one not only needs a noble status and great wealth, but also a long lifespan or great strength.

This lifespan limitation will be explained to the Astral Train conductor when purchasing tickets, based on the destination and the passenger.

After all, the Astral Train connects billions of worlds, and a round trip could take hundreds or even thousands of years. Many short-lived species might die on the way.

Currently, the Star Train does not offer star burial services.

The extraordinary nobleman Russell Brandt is a border duke of the Arlanda Empire, a young and legendary knight.

After wiping out the northern orc royal court for the Aranda Empire, in order to avoid the "marriage" of the empire's famous princess widow, the three-hundred-pound Princess Firoda.

He hastily handed over the affairs of the duchy to his son and rushed to the Welsh Tyrell station of the Astral Train, preparing to board the train to other worlds.

It is both an escape and a journey.

He's wanted to do this for a long time.

Because there are many empires on the continent, each has its own no-fly zone.

Russell Brandt traveled by airship to the Moyal Plateau in the center of the continent, where he saw for the first time the Astral Train Station, hailed as a world miracle and a celestial wonder.

Standing outside the magnificent station, he trembled as he looked at the "tech-savvy building" that resembled a pair of wings.

The term "tech-savvy" wasn't his own; it was a legendary mage on the airship who had experience riding the Astral Train.

Beside the magnificent entrance of this great building, he saw a tall statue of a fourteen-winged holy angel king, his gaze lofty and his hand on his sword.

Majestic! Sacred!

Compared to this king, he discovered that all the gods in the heavens were mere little karami, and his reverence for the native gods vanished by more than half in an instant.

Countless people who come to this station must kneel down and pray respectfully before this sacred statue before they can enter.

Whether it's a legend like him or a god high above the world, none of them are exceptions.

at this moment.

He felt the sense of justice advocated by His Highness Raphael, the Vice-King of Heaven.

Under God, all people are equal.

After all, even the once high and mighty gods had to kneel before this statue, just like him.

After respectfully kneeling and kowtowing...

Russell rose solemnly, stood outside the station for a while and sighed, before entering the magnificent and luxurious station with a pilgrim's heart.

Upon entering, he was once again shocked by the scene inside.

The azure dome is a starry blue, seemingly moving at any moment, and the floor is paved with a starry blue and gold, making you feel as if you are in a sea of ​​stars.

In the center of the station, a towering Star Train, hundreds of meters high, stands majestically.

The Star Train, spanning 50,000 miles, has tens of thousands of carriages, each with a different function, including those for passengers and those for cargo.

Tens of thousands of legendary or demigod-level train attendants from various races stood proudly at the train door, watching the passengers enter the carriages with indifferent gazes.

They are mostly selected from races with good physical appearance, such as elves, humans, great fairies, and succubi among demons.

Although these races were all legendary or higher, just like him, he dared not look at them for long and instead looked ahead at the train.

What I saw next was even more astonishing: at the front of the train, there was a strong and robust dragon sitting in the driver's cab.

A dragon as a driver?!

That aura was at least at the level of a god.

terror!

Russell Brandt still didn't dare to look too much. He silently tidied his clothes, trying not to look like a country bumpkin. Then he went to his carriage, joined the queue, and slowly walked into the carriage.

Talk about it.

This time, he originally intended to bring his attendants along to meet his daily needs.

But after learning more about it, I immediately gave up on the idea.

First, his attendants did not meet the requirements for riding.

Furthermore, the cost of bringing an extra person was too high; even as a duke, he felt it was unbearable and not worthwhile.

We entered the carriage.

He discovered that it was like a new world inside, with an astonishingly large space.

He understood that a spatial magic array must have been set up inside as well.

Without much research, Russell Brandt carefully clutched his ticket and found his seat.

His seat was fairly close to the front, next to a legendary dwarf who was dozing off while holding a large hammer.

When he arrived at his seat, I greeted him warmly.

Russell responded enthusiastically as well.

Here, he felt that everyone was very polite.

After taking his seat, he chatted with the legendary dwarf sitting next to him and discovered that this guy was a traveler from the distant dwarven star system. This time, he wanted to go to the world of Feland, the upper world of the World Tree, to establish kinship with the dwarven kingdom there.

Actually.

Since the Astral Train opened its route to all worlds, all races in the world of Fland, the world born of God, have acquired many distant relatives outside the Astral Plane.

They were having a great time chatting.

Not only them, but the atmosphere in the entire carriage was also very lively.

Everyone welcomes new friends.

Suddenly, the entire carriage fell silent.

Russell also cautiously shut his mouth, curiously looking towards the source of the silence, where a dignified-looking middle-aged man in a crisp uniform was patrolling the train.

Although he was only at the level of a demigod, he felt even more majestic than a supreme god.

That's exactly what happened.

Under the gaze of this middle-aged man, everyone present, whether legends or gods, obediently lowered their heads.

They waited until the demigod walked past their carriage.

Russell couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"who is this?"

"They seem to have a powerful background."

The dwarf legend listened and laughed.

"Shh, keep your voice down. That's a being from the upper world of the World Tree in the Paradise Mountain Star Region."

"The beings of the upper world of the World Tree!"

Russell was immediately filled with respect.

Seeing his appearance, the dwarven legend knew that Rosell might know some "insider information" about the astral plane, and his desire to share intensified.

"Hey, Russell brothers, there's some juicy news you might also like to know."

"Please speak, Brother Mozart."

"It is said that he also possesses the bloodline of the Reinhardt family. Do you know Reinhardt? He is one of the bloodlines of God on earth, a divine descendant on par with the bloodline of the Wolpis family."

"My God, it's the blood of the God of Heaven!"

"This noble Reinhardt bloodline. I can't even imagine how happy I would be if I had such blood in my veins!"

Russell gasped in surprise.

"That's right, I think so too."

The dwarf legend nodded in agreement.

"By the way, Mozart brothers, how often does the Astral Train usually depart?"

"Russell asked."