Huh? Are they all real?.

The goddess, hidden behind the curtains, stood quietly in the center of the room, letting everything unfold as it would.

"I admit you make a lot of sense, but this matter is too important, so what other evidence can you provide?"

As if by a cruel twist of fate, at this crucial moment...

Some goddesses still raised their questions, unsure whether they hadn't messed up or had.

Bella, who had just been talking eloquently, almost choked on her own saliva.

It became the funniest sequence zero to die in history.

If this really happens, the clown will probably wake up one day to find that he has lost his place in the top three of the clown rankings.

"Proof of evidence?"

The witch who posed this question nodded seriously.

"But, but didn't I say that existence was so powerful that we were completely unable to preserve anything that could serve as evidence?"

"I know, but doesn't that just mean everything you've said is just empty talk?"

Bella looked around and said:

"But how could I possibly lie to you about something so important? Am I crazy? I'm just a dog, how could I possibly have the right to deceive so many goddesses?"

"So please don't make jokes like that again, I can't take it, Your Majesty!"

Bella tried to cover it up.

The timeframe was far too tight. I had thought there would be a day or two to allow for some breathing room, but now it feels like we've been rushed into this situation.

Otherwise, given its imaginary abilities, it could surely produce something to serve as evidence.

But what should we do now?

Bella's keen senses led her to a sad realization: it could never provide any evidence and kept trying to explain itself.

The goddesses seem to have begun to have some doubts.

No way?

Am I going to turn into a golden-haired woman here?

Bella swallowed hard, racking her brains for a solution.

"Excuse me, may I ask what kind of evidence you have? Even if the evidence has been destroyed, just tell us so we can see if we can verify it, right?"

Hahaha, what evidence?

Do we really have any evidence for this?

I made all of this up; how can I possibly provide evidence?

Oh no, oh no, is the first golden retriever to become a god in history going to die like this?

Bella frantically racked her brains for a solution.

However, the atmosphere of suspicion that had already arisen among the goddesses showed no signs of stopping, and was even slowly turning from suspicion into doubt.

For example, Denise had already walked up to Bella with the Holy Lance, looking down at her in a truly superior way, and said:

“By the way, Bella, I want to ask you, why are you in a foreign land? And why do you speak up for them?”

Hahaha, now they've directly suspected me!

That makes sense. How come your king disappeared as soon as I went to a foreign land?

Putting all that aside, why did I rush to steer the issue toward something for which there is no evidence as soon as I got back?

If I were to look at it from my perspective, it seems like I'm the one with the biggest problem!

Oh God, Origin God, I really don't want to die, waaaaah!

The sacred tree, which remained in the center of the room from beginning to end, watched everything unfold with a gentle smile.

But when Denise went up with the Holy Lance...

She gently lifted her fingers and supported her chin.

-

Deep within the spirit world.

Before that enormous door of flesh and blood.

The Horned Man and Eve, who were already prepared, arrived here.

"Is this door really going to work? I remember this door has nothing to do with that so-called hidden history, right?"

Even if Moen were here, he would have to admit that this Gate of Flesh and Blood is of extremely high quality.

Because the two pillars of this gate were made by two different races.

Two powerful races that once dominated this world!

The blood and soul of the last of their kind were made into the core of these two pillars.

Then, it was used in the frenzied war of the eldest son.

The purpose was to use the death already offered up to avoid the death that was destined to occur.

Unfortunately, even after giving everything, and even later embedding more living beings into the doorway.

That fierce battle still ended in mutual destruction.

Undeniably, and for this reason, this door has attained a status beyond imagination.

It is said that the two eldest sons who died in battle were also embedded in the door.

Of course, this should be a rumor.

After all, the remains of all the eldest sons were sent to the Stele Valley.

The horned man placed both hands on this flesh and blood door, and his hands were quickly stained red with the blood that had not dried up even after ten thousand years.

Then the blood flowed down his palm and stained half of his body red.

It made him appear exceptionally terrifying.

To this, he simply said very calmly:

"Back then, we Horned People were just a hair's breadth away from becoming one of the pillars, but fortunately, that great man ultimately chose the stronger Xiao Clan and Jun Bird Clan."

"It's ironic that the Horned People kept pursuing greater power, but in the end, they escaped because of their weakness."

"You haven't answered my question yet."

Even though she had seen it once before, Eve couldn't bear to look away when she came to the door again.

Unlike others, she, having merged with those eyes, is able to see more things.

For example, the 'dead' on that door.

Their wails and curses still echo before her eyes.

The horned man withdrew his hand, turned to Eve, bowed, and smiled:

"Yes, this door doesn't really have much to do with our speculation, but my lady, you need to know, all we want is a door!"

"Or rather, what we need is something that can serve as the concept of a door."

"Because we're not trying to bring everything back from there, but rather to open a door that allows us to get through."

The horn-like figure made a walking motion in the air with two of its fingers, which made the little girl laugh.

But soon, the little guy hid behind Eve.

The horned man smiled gently at the little girl who was hiding and then said:

"After all, we have reason to believe that the lost history that has remained so perfect for so many years must have an unimaginably powerful seal."

“I don’t think we can challenge that seal, so we need to take a shortcut.”

The horned man, who had placed his hands back on the flesh and blood gate, said:

“In the past, we used this door to conceal ourselves. Because of its high position, it was perfectly hidden. Of course, this was also due to the carefulness of my companions.”

"And now, I need you to awaken this door, to use its powerful status as the 'authority' for you to retrieve what you have lost."

"Come, let's turn it into a 'door' to the lost!"

Having understood what the horned people meant, Eve frowned slightly and said:

"I cannot be sure that we will succeed."

"It's okay, if it fails, we'll just try another one. Anyway, there are many things that can serve as the concept of a door. We chose this door simply because it's the closest and the most likely."

Eve no longer refused.

He immediately stepped forward to prepare to touch the door.

Unlike reality, as Eve drew closer...

She saw more and more clearly the victims on the door, as if they had come to life, baring their teeth and claws at her, howling in pain.

It was as if they wanted to capture her and embed her into the doorway so that they could all enjoy this eternal torment together.

Not only were their flesh and blood inlaid into the door, but so were their souls.

Otherwise, this would not accomplish the miracle of replacing death.

After watching them take a deep breath.

Eve rolled up her sleeve, revealing a section of her pale arm that was indistinguishable between male and female, and said to the dead on the door:

"In the name of that great one, I release your souls!"

A pure white holy light burst forth from her hands.

Above the enormous flesh and blood door.

The pure white holy light seemed to freeze the door, and white frost quickly spread across the void in the center of the door.

The souls imprisoned on the door for countless generations were thus redeemed.

They all broke free from the constraints of the door.

Flying towards the land originally promised.

However, only Eve, who possessed those eyes, could witness this scene.

The rest of the people could only see the bright red flesh on the flesh-and-blood door rapidly fading and drying out.

And the white frost that covered the entire doorway.

Is that ice and snow?

The dwarf next to the horned man asked curiously.

But soon, he shook his head and said:

"No, it can't be frost. Could that be light? But what's on the door?"

The dwarf, who had seen through what the white thing was, stared at the doorway that was completely covered in it and let out a strange cry.

Because a strange scene stood out in the center of the door.

Those were eyes enveloped by countless tree roots!

What does it mean?

They all knew what the eyes represented; they were a symbol of a prophet.

But this door has nothing to do with the prophet!

Neither the eldest son who built the door nor the eldest son who opposed the door had eyes!

I've even heard that they don't have a very close relationship with their eyes.

So, what does this mean?

Amidst endless doubts.

The Horned Man tried to ask Eve:

Do you know what this means?

Eve shook her head in confusion and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know either, but I felt a very close and exceptionally powerful force from it."