Chapter 25 Declaration of Flight
The melodious and healing sound of the flute covered the land, and the crimson color of the corpses slowly faded as a purifying divine power permeated the air.
The originally dark and terrifying soul slowly became pure, revealing a faint blue hue.
The狰狞 face gradually returned to a state of relief.
Those winged creatures who had been slaughtered by the golden humans bowed to Tima from afar.
Then it slowly drifted into the distance.
The underworld was filled with these souls, and Thanatos watched as the souls kept drifting towards the underworld, his workload increasing, and his expression was not good.
Suddenly, he looked at the river of the dead and began to ponder.
"My name is Thanatos, the god of death. I declare that from this day forward, the souls of the dead will follow the River of the Dead slowly toward the underworld, and the souls of the dead can find the River of the Dead in all its reflections."
As the Grim Reaper, he also had to transport the souls of the dead, thus resolving such a large task.
I will never forget to thank Tima.
The laws endorsed Thanatos's declaration and used divine power to create a river exclusively for the dead. This river exists in all reflections, and the dead can reach the underworld by passing through these reflections.
However, living beings cannot enter the underworld in this way; they must go through the entrance to the underworld.
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Tima sat atop the skeletons of the flock of feathers, gazing at the restored earth, and couldn't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing feelings, thoughts, and reflections).
A war brings destruction, bloodshed, regret, and loss.
Destroy memories, destroy relationships, lose recollections, lose everything.
The outbreak of this war was entirely due to Bogurus, the arrogant and rude Titan III.
Tima thought about it coldly for a moment.
Awaken Boculus, the rooster, the source of war.
He should be punished.
If it weren't for him, so many feathered creatures wouldn't have died, and none of the feathered creatures' gods would have perished.
Tima's eyes sharpened.
"I am the master of feathers and flight! I will strip Boculas of his divine status as a rooster, and in the name of flight, I declare that Boculas will no longer be favored by flight; he will lose the ability to fly, forever!!!"
Boculus, far away in Stardumica, was immediately judged by the laws, and in the divine fire, the rooster's divine nature was forcibly stripped away.
His brilliant, proud wings were also cursed by the divine nature of flight.
The very top feathers were forcibly plucked off.
All of Boculus's divine ability to fly was gathered in it.
Two dazzling feathers, as radiant as sunlight, appeared before Tima in an instant.
Bogulus's primordial divine bow was also taken back by the laws, greatly diminishing its divine power.
He almost couldn't even maintain his demigod powers.
Fortunately, Helios was there to help him, managing to keep him in check and preventing him from losing all the glory of the Titans, especially the glory of the Radiant Titans.
Helios stared intently at Ridon Brown with a vicious look in his eyes.
But there was nothing he could do at that moment, as the Law was staring intently at Helios and his son.
'Tima, you just wait.' Helios swore a vicious oath in his heart.
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On the purified plains, the "shamans" still lay prostrate on the ground.
Tima glanced at them and then told them to leave.
After all the trials and punishments that were due have been carried out, there's nothing more to target them with.
"Leave."
The "shamans" instantly put aside their worries.
The slight trembling in his body gradually subsided.
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In the temple of the earth, Mother Earth watched this farce unfold.
She complained about her former youngest son.
'Cronus, you are truly cunning, my son. You will ultimately follow in the footsteps of your father