Huh? Are they all real?.

It should be a symbol of the Machine God.

Knowing that this was an ascension to godhood, Bella was not surprised. She simply kept observing the graceful figure that was solidifying in the core of the cube as the sound of shattering rang out.

If Moen were still alive, he would have realized that it was the anthropomorphic image that Shenji had shown him.

However, Moen, who should have been present at this moment, was trapped in the white world he had created by a wish that no one yet knew about.

The sound of shattering glass was becoming increasingly clear. And the cracks that appeared were also reaching the outermost edge of the divine core.

"It's about to end."

Bella astutely drew her own conclusion.

As those words fell.

Countless fragments exploded and scattered before Bella's eyes.

Just before they shattered the entire glass hall, countless fragments seemed to be frozen in place by time, remaining motionless.

But this doesn't mean time has been frozen; the machine god's borrowing of time ended with that prayer.

So this space is simply frozen in time.

In this stagnant space, only two beings are still able to move freely.

One of them was the golden incarnation projected by Bella.

The other is the master who brought everything to a standstill.

The silver-gray nanofiber woven bodysuit gleamed with a cool, matte gray, outlining her golden-ratio figure with a topologically perfect curvature. As the flowing data stream peeled away from the surface of her irises, the "∞" symbol was constructing a Klein bottle-like structure of eerie blue pulses deep within her pupils.

This may not be the most perfect body data in the general sense, but it is definitely the body that best fits Moen's aesthetic.

The symbol "∞" did not disappear with the collapse of the old body of the Divine Machine.

It simply transferred to the eyes of the newborn goddess.

As the data stream reflected and washed over the surface, the "∞" symbol, hidden deep within the quantum sea, slowly entered the eyes of the gods.

The crisp sound of high heels clicking on the ground rang in Bella's ears.

Looking at this goddess, who, like herself, was in some ways inhuman.

Bella, like a lady, curtsied with her golden retriever-like appearance:

"Congratulations on your successful ascension to godhood, Your Majesty!"

This should be a joyous occasion, and the other party should be very happy.

Bella quickly and keenly detected an unusual scent.

After glancing around at the world, which was still in a state of stagnation, he realized that the stagnation had not ended.

Bella asked in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, is there a problem?"

A stunningly beautiful goddess, seemingly inhuman, had already walked up to Bella in her high heels.

Countless data streams flashed before her eyes, and the fading "∞" began to reappear.

It's clear that she's calculating something incredibly outrageous right now.

After a while.

The newly born goddess spoke to Bella:

"His Majesty Trajan has gone missing."

This answer made Bella's dog eyes widen in surprise.

Has Tula, the one whose every move has far-reaching consequences, gone missing?

If we don't get them back quickly, won't all those goddesses over there go crazy?!

Others may not know, but Bella knew exactly what Trajan meant.

At the same time, Bella also understood how exciting this would be for the goddesses who had just found the treasure.

So it asked, its fur standing on end:

Are you sure? Could it just be some minor issue?

"No, I'm absolutely certain he's gone missing!"

Bella swallowed hard.

It's just a dog, why should it think about such difficult things?

Filled with resentment, Bella looked at the newborn goddess and said softly:

"If that's the case, how can you so easily drag me into this? I'm just a dog."

The newborn goddess's eyes were devoid of emotion; she spoke with the cold indifference of a machine:

"According to my calculations, telling you everything is the best option for both of us."

"You also want everything to go peacefully, don't you, Goddess Bella?"

This answer made Bella realize that this person probably also knew the truth about Tula.

But just in case, she cautiously asked:

You didn't know, did you?

“I know, and he admitted it, so I have no choice but to cooperate with others. You are my only option, and in the entire history of four eras, only one god is qualified to step in.”

"If I can't get through this, then I can only turn to you."

Bella accepted this reason.

However, it still complained:

"Forcibly pulling a dog can have negative consequences."

"I'm sorry, but this is acceptable."

"Ah, no need to say more. It's in the interests of both sides, right? Origin God, don't you know that this world can't be judged solely by cold, hard data?"

Faced with Bella's complaints.

The newly born goddess said earnestly:

"I know, but we have no other choice, so please put off complaining and revenge for later."

Bella, in a very humane way, rolled her eyes and lay down on the stroller, saying:

"Okay, tell me your thoughts."

-

In the spirit world at the same moment.

The Horned Man and the others were also making their final preparations.

Eve will be their anchor point for prying open the door.

They believe that this time they will surely be able to find that lost history.

Chapter 430: Not the Past, But the Present (4k)

The blizzard that could silence the entire world has now stopped before Moen.

As a demigod who acts as a means of return, Moen can use his authority to restore the surrounding land to its state before the snow fell.

Of course, the further you go, the more exaggerated the spirituality required becomes.

However, it's perfectly fine to use it to mark out an area with little snow.

Looking at the fragments that he had collected again.

Moen frowned deeply.

He could no longer sense any remaining power on it; apart from the relatively hard material, there was really nothing left.

Now, Moen only has one last viable option left.

Moen really didn't want to use this method.

Because if he fails, it means he's truly trapped here.

More importantly, he had a feeling that this wouldn't succeed.

In other words, it's about wanting to give yourself a reason for psychological comfort rather than hope.

But there was nothing he could do; Moen knew all too well what would happen if he got lost in this white world for too long.

That would be an incredibly exaggerated question over there.

Once the goddesses confirm their disappearance, they will most likely truly break down.

In that situation, even Moen himself couldn't guess what would happen.

Because he remembers how inhuman he used to be.

No confirmation is needed, as long as similar symptoms occur.

The goddesses will definitely have a PDST attack.

With that thought in mind, Moen rubbed his temples and began his final attempt.

"By the original command of my Lord, I have been given the name of return. O things before me, reveal your past before me!"

In the early stages, Moen's method is basically only applicable to returnees; for anyone else, it's utterly useless.

Once you reach the level of a demigod, you become extremely powerful.

Not only can it continuously restore one's state to its perfect state, like a nested doll, it can also bring the power of the past back to the present.

Of course, even though he is only a demigod, he can still bring back the past of other things.

And this ability becomes increasingly exaggerated as you go higher.

Moen even felt that even if others didn't have such an exaggerated past as him, as long as they reached Sequence One and diligently collected a large number of relics, they could still achieve great things.

It is possible to achieve the miracle of defeating the gods without relying on uniqueness.

As for Moen himself, he is an outsider.

Because this path was practically tailor-made for him.

In short, at Moen's call.

The broken bracelet has indeed begun to be reshaped as if time has reversed.

If the puppet merely borrowed the power of time, then Moen's own path directly connects him to time.

The reshaped bracelet gently landed in Moen's palm.

It was intact, but it made Moen sigh slightly.

Only the appearance has returned.

That power is gone.

It doesn't even have the power of the puppet itself.

This basically means that it's impossible to get it back by repairing the bracelet.

Moreover, this world was severed from the correct history by its own hands.

This makes it impossible for Moen to send messages using things like 'time capsules'.

Wait, maybe it's not that it's impossible?

According to current understanding, as long as Moen designs the program carefully, he can, like a prophet, foresee the future and achieve everything.

Even because Moen is now in the past, he is not planning the future, but 'writing' the future.

The difference is that the former is prone to accidents, while the latter is certain to happen.

After all, one is just design, while the other is 'history'.

In addition, Moen did have a means of contacting the outside world—that time traveler.

Conan Heather of the Heather family!