The legend of the gods in legend

Three Sisters God

"Sister..."

The goddess of life, Solya, was standing in front of the prayer spring in the realm of light. In front of her was the goddess of fate, Dora Simel, who turned her back.

Clear spring water slowly emerged from the spring, flowing into the pool made of white jade around the spring, exuding a fresh and light fragrance. This was used as holy water and the raw material for brewing wine in the divine realm, and even as the bathing water of the gods. Whenever the gods were about to bathe, their little angels would take buckets of prayer spring water from here.

But now, the scene that was usually crowded with countless angels fetching water has become deserted, making this proud divine spring seem extremely lonely.

Dora Simel slowly turned around, her silver skirt-style divine robe reflecting the ripples of the spring water, and under her long golden hair was a mature, beautiful, and slightly melancholy face.

"Solya... do you believe that our sister is a traitor?"

"No... I don't believe it... I don't know..."

The mature and beautiful face of the goddess of life, Solya, was full of melancholy. She turned her head and cast her eyes lazily on the rippling water.

"Are you afraid of my prophecy?"

Dora Simel suddenly laughed, and her sister was at a loss.

"The wheel of fate will not lie. Just as we cannot avoid the fact that the Lord of Light, Aishtanias, and the Great Evil God have disappeared in the Sealing Invitation, our goddess of wisdom, funeasia, has indeed disappeared with the Heart of Light from the world we can perceive. However, no matter how things turn out, this divine realm will not change. What will change is only the gods here, whether they are light or darkness. The spring of prayer here will eventually only change the people who need to bathe in it."

The Goddess of Life looked at her sister in surprise, the mysterious goddess of fate who had been so calm for thousands of years.

"You mean... this place will be occupied by the Dark God? What about us?"

The Goddess of Life could not imagine that the Sky Island, which had always been the habitat of the Gods of Light, would one day become a place for the Dark Gods to play. An expression of disgust and pain appeared on her face.

"My sister, after so many years and countless battles between light and darkness, can't you see through some truths?"

The goddess of fate suddenly showed a hint of mockery in her smile. This expression was not simply directed at her sister, but seemed to be mocking the entire divine realm.

The goddess of fate continued: "Think about those wars. We gods actually did not make any sacrifices in the struggle from beginning to end. What are we fighting for? Is it this divine realm or something else?"

"Are you talking about the continent under our feet?"

"Yes, a world nominally owned by God, but we are not the protagonists of life. We just selfishly and far-fetchedly possess their faith. Be it light or darkness, those ordinary lives cannot reject our existence. Imagine, every time those pious humans piled up piles of rich sacrifices on the top of Mount Saint Ciliago thousands of miles below the Sky Island, what did we do? Didn't we just easily possess the fruits of their labor under a golden light, and then another golden light shone on them - that's all. The so-called favor of God only comes to them when they need to shed blood for God. How ridiculous it is!"

The goddess of fate began to cry, and the tears of the gods fell into the spring water and quickly condensed into transparent gems, shining brightly in the water.

The goddess of life began to ponder, and she suddenly understood why her sister was so depressed, because what she was worried about was not the fate of the gods, but the lives that really needed care on this continent, just like the mission of the goddess of life itself, which was to maintain the order of life on the continent of Korada so that she could enjoy the rights of the gods.

The God of Destiny continued, "On the surface, we are all working hard for this world, to keep the power of light going, but this power does not relieve the hunger, poverty, greed, bloodthirstiness and other sins of ordinary humans. We just hope that the temple standing on this continent will always offer sacrifices and pray for us. Isn't our enemy, the dark gods, always for this purpose? The so-called war between light and darkness is ultimately just to fight for the right to believe in this continent, because it is with such a belief that the meaning of our existence as gods is determined. Once one side fails, his belief will be evil and unacceptable. In this case, what is the difference between light and darkness? Our sister, the beautiful and wise funeasia, from the moment she took away the Heart of Light, it was destined that this world of God would go down an unprecedented path..."

"Sister, I understand what you mean. We have indeed made very little contribution to this world. The power of God has exceeded its mission. The damage caused by a war will be borne by the lives in the lower world. What can we do? Should we allow the power of darkness to erode this beautiful continent? I can already feel that in the near future, plague and famine will submerge this continent. The dark gods will sweep the entire world under the leadership of the great evil god Samir who escaped from the seal."

"Don't worry. The Wheel of Fortune has given us the answer. Whether it is light or darkness, this world will eventually find what it wants most. The one who guides the world to achieve this goal is the life with a heart of light..."

After saying this, the goddess of fate Dora Simel disappeared, leaving the goddess of life Solya standing alone in front of the prayer fountain in deep thought.

"Goddess of Wisdom, funeasia, my sister, if possible, please maintain your ever-sincere and kind heart, and turn this catastrophe into a driving force for innovation in the world of Korada, so that light and darkness will no longer bind this world..."

A soft golden light shot out from the tip of the right index finger of the goddess of life Dora Simel into the mist in the sky, then curled up into a ball of light and flew to a corner of the continent. Perhaps after some time, a human life designated by the goddess of life will stand up for the belief in light.

In a corner of the sky city, a figure in a divine robe was staring coldly at a perspective mirror that broke through the fog in front of him, a remote monitoring magic mirror formed by the aggregation of mental power. The lens showed the scene of the conversation between the goddess of fate and the goddess of life.

"Three sisters of the God of Light... can you really stop me? Hahahahaha..."

The cold laughter echoed briefly and secretly above the sky city.

Countless meteors shuttled through this dark and vast space. The constantly disappearing and reborn light split this endless three-dimensional world into countless planes. A woman wearing a white-bottomed and golden-lined divine robe was floating in this chaotic void.

This is a dimensional space, an independent world that does not belong to any universe or time. In this void, there are countless exits, connecting different universes and time. It is said that this is the passage used by the highest original creator god of the universe to travel through the world, and ordinary gods from different time and space worlds cannot enter here. However, there are always accidents in everything. After a strong and unimaginable mental power burst,The goddess of wisdom, funeasia, from the continent of Korada, was mysteriously thrown into this dimension. Now, she is struggling to analyze the current predicament.

No one knew how much time had passed. The goddess of wisdom, funeasia, could no longer calculate time using the correct concept. She was known as the wisest person in the realm of light and had been thinking since she arrived at this place. After a complex analysis, she understood the meaning of this dark world and couldn't help feeling happy and desperate.

She accidentally discovered that someone had opened the sealed main temple. When she went in to check, a god attacked her from behind. She was caught off guard and her original form was destroyed in an instant. At the critical moment, she grabbed the Heart of Light floating above the sealing platform, and the subsequent explosion threw her into this dimension.

She was happy that she escaped the pursuit of a certain god behind her, but she was desperate that she could no longer return to the space world she once was, because she had lost her body. After the explosion, only her spirit was left, and the strong power balance of the dimensional space made it impossible for her to concentrate on the dimensional space transmission. If she hadn't brought the Heart of Light with her, this wonderful artifact could actually prevent her spirit from being swallowed by the power balance of the dimensional space. Could it be that the Heart of Light had many functions that even the gods of light hadn't discovered?

After a series of careful attempts, she found a way to return to the Korada continent, but this method was very hopeless. It required her to find an ordinary spiritual body without God's consciousness - the so-called soul, and then merge her own spiritual body into it in order to return to the starting space. This meant that all her strength would be absorbed by that ordinary spiritual body, and her main consciousness would be consumed as energy during the space transmission process!

The goddess of wisdom, funeasia, understood that the original creator god would create such a dimensional channel in order to prevent gods from different time and space worlds from using this channel to interfere with the operation of other time and space worlds. Such preventive measures were completely prepared for spiritual bodies with divine consciousness.

Although a kind of existence through dimensional space theoretically exists except for the creator God, it is useless for her own identity as God. The fate that awaits her is to be trapped in this space forever until the end of time.