Esdeath watched the blonde little girl close her eyes and start dozing off right in front of her. She said, "You sleep. I'll go look around myself." "Oh, the Heavenly Realm is very simple. You can use Blessing to operate all holy mechanisms." Tina yawned and pointed to the magic circle formed by godly holy text on the ground.
"If you don't need me, then good night."
With that, a pillow appeared in Tina's arms, and she pulled over the little floating cloud next to her, directly collapsing onto the cloud.
For some reason, after becoming an angel, the physiological reaction of daytime sleepiness due to the owl factor should have disappeared, but after a few days, she started sleeping during the day and being active at night again.
A certain god: Hmm, sure enough, only the listless Tina during the day has a cute charm d(*).
"Good night." Esdeath nodded. Blessing had provided her with a lot of knowledge, and she knew how to use these unfamiliar things. However, she found it too troublesome, so a pair of ice-blue light wings directly appeared behind her. She spread her wings and flew towards the "World Tree" that occupied her entire vision.
She was going to find a place to stay under the World Tree:
But halfway through her flight, she was attracted by a clanging sound.
It was a black island, with a crimson magma lake in the center of the island, and swords stuck into the outer perimeter of the island, as if it were a graveyard of swords.
"Is that where divine artifacts are forged? I'll go take a look." Esdeath flew over curiously.
The entire black island was very large, estimated to be over two hundred kilometers, and there was a volcano in the center of the magma lake that was constantly erupting magma.
All around the magma lake were workshops for forging swords.
Although they were by the magma lake, the swordsmiths did not feel the heat. Having received Blessing, they had long acquired the corresponding skills from living here for extended periods and continuously forged swords. Their growth rate was not slow, and they had all reached Lv.2.
The "great achievement" for swordsmiths to level up was relatively simple: they only needed to forge a sword that surpassed their current level.
However, only weapons with the potential to reach Lv.5 or higher could be given to the Dependents s for use; even the Little Angels used Lv.4 or higher.
Weapons that did not reach Lv.4 were considered semi-finished or defective products and were all discarded by the swordsmiths on the outskirts of 'Godsmith Island,'
thus forming a graveyard of swords.
These defective products were mostly given as rewards to God's Grace who had contributed to the world in the Lower Realm.
But even so, it was extremely embarrassing for the swordsmiths.
After all, giving them to God's Grace in the Lower Realm didn't that prove their forging ability was lacking?
If God's Grace in the Lower Realm found them inconvenient to use, wouldn't that prove the sword forger's skill was just mediocre?
However, at this moment, the swordsmiths were busy with a very important matter.
The swordsmiths were very good at forging weapons, but they were not very good at dealing with the people who used their weapons.
"Please calm down, Uzumaki Tengen, we really haven't failed to forge your weapon, please believe us."
"That's right, that's right, it's just to perfectly match your power."
"Don't fool me! I haven't offended you, have I! How many times has this been? How many times? My colleagues have all received their weapons early, even those juniors have received their weapons! Why is mine the only one missing!"
Uzumaki Tengen was exploding with frustration as he watched a group of swordsmiths blocking him outside the workshop, preventing him from getting his weapon.
"I saw it! That's my blade! It's clearly already forged, but they just won't give it to me!"
"Don't stop me! Believe it or not, I'll file a magnificent complaint against you to Lord Xia Wei!"
Uzumaki Tengen was in a state of mental explosion. During the campaign against the Zodiac Gastrea, everyone's weapons gradually arrived in their hands. With their weapons, everyone was like a god descending from heaven, displaying great power.
He had waited and waited, hoped and hoped, and by the time the Zodiac Gastrea were all defeated and the world's situation had stabilized, he still hadn't seen his weapon.
This had really depressed him. So, as soon as he returned to the Heavenly Realm, he hurried over to see what was going on.
The swordsmiths told him to wait two days, and it would be ready then.
He came back two days later, only to be told that the forging had failed and needed to be re-forged, asking him to wait another ten days.
He waited another ten days, only to be told that the weapon's attributes didn't match him, and he had to wait again.
Are you kidding me! Are you playing with him!
"There's really no way. We've tried forging it several times, but we haven't been able to forge the sound attribute. The sound attribute is simply too difficult to forge."
"Yes, you can't blame us."
Two swordsmiths wearing Hannya masks explained, sweating profusely.
"Even if it's not the sound attribute, can't I just use it for now?!"
"No, how can a mismatched blade be settled for? This is a disgrace to us swordsmiths."
"—" Uzumaki Tengen, he remembered these swordsmiths weren't so thick-headed, could it be that forging swords had driven them mad? He didn't have a weapon now, what was wrong with making do for a bit?
Looking at his three wives behind the swordsmiths, he quickly winked at them, telling them to go get his sword.
His three wives, Hinatsuru, Makio, and Suma, although not gifted enough to receive Blessing, had received Divine Blessing, and even three Divine Blessings. In the Lower Realm, they would be Archbishop, and all had reached Lv.5.
This level, if counted as a Dependents, would be upper Lv.2, although in reality, it would certainly be far inferior to a Lv.2 Dependents.
Suma gestured an OK sign and directly flung out ropes, pulling all three swords from the weapon rack.
The swordsmiths were stunned: "Ah? Wait! You can't take them!"
"Bye-bye, hahahaha." Uzumaki Tengen laughed loudly and quickly fled.
"Wait! Come back!" The swordsmiths chased after him furiously.
Esdeath floated in mid-air: "After my strength increased, ordinary blades are no longer useful. It seems I also need to forge such a powerful blade."
Xia Wei returned to the Main God Temple, but found that there was no one in the temple's back garden, and the Little Angels were also absent.
"? Who is so talented as to actually build a school for the Little Angels to attend classes?"
Xia Wei sensed it, somewhat surprised.
It turned out that after the Dependents s returned, seeing the Little Angels idle and knowing that such young children certainly couldn't be left to waste their time like this,
So they decided to build a school. Everyone took some time to teach the Little Angels knowledge and life experience.
"They're quite opinionated, aren't they?" Xia Wei was somewhat surprised. He had underestimated his Dependents s too much; even without his instructions, the Dependents s would diligently build the Heavenly Realm.
Wherever there are people, there will be life. Even if no one gives orders, millions of Little Angels and the empowered Dependents s will spontaneously build the social order of the Heavenly Realm.
"I originally wanted to build a school for the Little Angels to learn, but I didn't expect them to establish it spontaneously."
Xia Wei's figure appeared in front of the newly established school.
The entire school was built on a relatively large floating island. The layout of the school was not much different from schools in the Lower Realm, just more sacred and ornate in decoration.
The plaque above the school gate read the four large characters 'Angel Academy'.
At the entrance, a short-haired young man with a scar on his face was yawning boredly in the security booth.
"When I'm idle, I feel a bit aimless. I, a rough man, don't know what to teach the children. Even physical education has been taken over by Stone Pillar. Alas."
"Should I delve into the principles of magic or something and teach a magic class?"
Just then, he noticed someone walking into the school gate. At first, he didn't pay attention. There couldn't be any danger in the Heavenly Realm. He wasn't here as security; he was simply guarding the gate to prevent mischievous Little Angels from skipping class.
"You all have done a good job. Even when I'm not here, you manage the Heavenly Realm in an orderly fashion."
"Upper God!" Sanemi Shinazugawa jolted, quickly scrambling up from his lounge chair, looking like a junior employee caught by their boss during a spot check.