The figure within the light slowly gathered, and an outline could already be seen through it.
It was a graceful female figure, and Alka could probably make out the outline of the flower fairy.
As the light gathered more and more, the colors of the sky began to shift.
The eternally unchanging blue sky shifted under the call of the gods' impending resurrection.
This was the first time Alka and his companions had witnessed a shift in the sky.
Even the sun, eternally hanging on the horizon, seemed to begin to move.
Previously, the sky had remained unchanged except for the drifting white clouds.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Alka's eyes shone with an even stronger light.
He shifted his gaze from the flower fairy to the sky, where he saw an even more conspicuous point of light.
The shift in the sky seemed to have disturbed some kind of light shielding against detection, allowing Alka to witness a strange sight.
Amidst the blinding sunlight, distinct points of light shone.
Through the glare, he gazed towards the eternal sun.
Within the sun, points of light of varying colors flickered. This point of light was so familiar.
Staring at it, Alka kept his gaze fixed, trying his best to discern the secret within.
A red point of light appeared.
One, two, three.
Then, more orange points of light appeared.
They circled around the three central red points, totaling eight.
Finally, Alka's eyes grew incredibly sore, and he immediately lowered his head and closed them. Tears dripped from the corners of his eyes.
He reached up to cover his eyes, not knowing if it was the intense light or some other irritation.
Even with his eyes closed, even in the darkness, he could still see flickering double images.
The double image seemed to form a strange symbol, then vanished in a flash.
Feeling the sting in his eyes, Alka immediately began to check himself for any abnormalities.
Hoping his rash exploration would not lead to any problems.
Fortunately, aside from the sting of his eyes from the intense light, no other problems arose.
Everyone around him focused their attention on the blooming Heavenly Flower, observing the concentrated light.
The figure of the Flower Fairy captivated everyone present.
No one noticed Alka shifting his gaze higher.
After a brief rest, Alka slightly opened his eyes.
Bloodshot veins could be seen in them.
A gentle breeze blew, and everyone present was once again washed by the energy of life.
With another surge of energy, the bloodshot veins in Alka's eyes immediately vanished, and soreness in his eyes also dissipated. The wash came at regular intervals.
Arka looked up at the Sky Flower.
But his mind was still occupied with the strange phenomenon that had just occurred, caused by the Flower Fairy's complete resurgence and the disturbance in the sky.
The sun seemed completely different from what he had imagined.
It made sense, after all, whose sun would always hang in one direction, never moving?
No matter how far away it was, it always seemed to be in the same place.
The sun was formed from the convergence of many powerful divine essences.
Is it a living god? Why hadn't I heard of it?
Or was it a convergence of divine essences, a giant, fused treasure?
Arka could only speculate based on what he saw.
He took a deep breath, shook off his thoughts, and refocused his attention on the Sky Flower.
Suddenly, the light shrank.
The voices of the crowd's prayers, the rustle of the wind, and all the other clamorous sounds vanished in an instant.
It was as if they had entered a world of silence.
Feeling this change, all the believers fell silent.
Green began to spread from beneath their feet.
It spread beyond the Land of Fragrance, toward further, unseen places, rapidly spreading.
The green earth spread wider and wider, faster and faster.
Those still lingering in various parts of the Land of All Spirits stopped.
They sailed their boats across the swamp, watching their vessels forced to a halt, rising above the water.
As the green washed over them, the distant areas impacted by the undead disappeared.
The green spread outward until it reached the edge of the Land of All Spirits, then spread beneath it.
"Boom! Boom!"
A loud noise erupted beneath everyone's feet, and the entire island began to shake violently.
With the violent shaking...
The waters above the swamps of the Land of All Spirits began to recede.
No, that's not right.
The entire Land of All Spirits began to rise.
The vines began to intertwine, growing thicker and thicker. Layer after layer, they crisscrossed and entwined, tightly entwined.
Layer after layer of flowers and vegetation began to spread above.
Across the border of the Land of All Spirits, the sound of vines snapping began to resonate.
A frantic crackling sound echoed.
The connection was broken.
This Land of All Spirits had separated from the swamp sea.
Looking down from above, one could see the swamp sea, resembling a continent. A quarter of its area was missing.
It was the Land of All Spirits that was missing. It had become a solitary island, separated from the marsh.
Arka could see the roots of the Sky Flower beginning to spread toward an unknown layer.
It took root in space.
Then it bound itself tightly, seemingly anchoring itself in place.
For a moment, he couldn't comprehend the significance of this change.
Another swaying movement.
The group, having just regained their footing, crouched slightly to steady themselves.
Arka reached out and scooped up Lucilia, who had fallen from his shoulder.
A macroscopic perspective revealed this.
The marsh continued its random drift, but the Land of All Spirits, separated from it, remained firmly fixed in place.
The swaying movement was the collision between the two, and perhaps it would be their final contact.
A massive island, constructed from vines connecting several real islands, appeared in the boundless sea.
The Heavenly Flower blossomed completely.
The figure within it transformed into a streak of light, soaring into the sky and vanishing.
It was the Flower Fairy that vanished.
This action left all the Flower People slightly bewildered, and panic suddenly spread among them.
The Great Gardener stepped forward.
"There's no need to panic, Flower People. Our God has revived. She has departed for her kingdom.
Pray sincerely, and you will feel the connection with our God. Our God is with us."
Hearing the Great Gardener's guidance, the people below closed their eyes and began to pray with all their hearts. They seemed to have truly discovered the connection with the God, and relief crossed their faces.
"Praise our God!"
"Praise our God!"
As the cry grew, more and more people responded. "She should be able to walk on earth, right? Where is she heading? To the Divine Kingdom?" Alka asked, frowning, somewhat puzzled.
You must know that the new gods of the Infinite Sea are all currently earthbound gods.
They have essentially established their Divine Kingdoms within their original sphere of influence.
This allows them to perfectly leverage the advantages of their strength.
If the Flower Fairy remains, it's foreseeable that the Land of All Spirits will become another vast empire.
The so-called Heavenly Divine Kingdom belongs only to the Four Gods.
Is it because the Flower Fairy is a resurrected deity from ancient times?
Alka couldn't understand.
Alati, standing beside him, heard this and shook his head. "No, the Four Gods will each help this old god in their own way, not because of a close friendship."
Hearing this, Hexiadaiti, standing beside him, was about to ask what he meant. Arati shook his head and left, clearly not wanting to discuss further.
"That seems to make sense. While it's understandable that the Mother Goddess would offer help, and previous documents and information indicate a close relationship between the Mother Goddess and the Flower Fairies, the other three gods clearly don't have such a reason, especially the beings who already have a feud with the Flower Fairies," Jason concluded.
But the facts are clear, even for the Seed of Life.
"It seems they had some prior connection..." Alka was about to speak when Lucilia, sitting on his shoulder, covered his mouth with her hand.
Because of this, Alka silently shut his mouth.
Some things are simply better known.
"It's time to go," Alka said, gazing at the enormous, blooming Sky Flower.
What he saw today, regardless of whether it was useful to him at this stage, at least left him feeling deeply benefited.
"Are you leaving? Today's going to be a grand celebration, aren't you staying?" Gilliana asked, walking over and standing beside Alka and the others.
Alka shook her head. "It's time to go. There's still a lot to do."
Hearing this, Gilliana nodded and didn't force her.
She walked over and hugged everyone one by one as a farewell.
"I wish you a safe journey. The gates of the Land of Fragrance are always open to you. You will always be friends of the people of flowers."
"Of course, this is a wonderful place to relax," Alka said with a smile, looking around.
Because of the recent resurrection of the flower fairies, the entire Land of Fragrance was almost completely covered in a sea of colorful blossoms. One could even see the flower fairies circling the Heavenly Flower.
They seemed to have made the Heavenly Flower their new home, natural spirits born from the resurrection of the flower fairies.
Gilliana smiled, then pulled something from her waist and handed it to Alka. It was a transparent glass bottle, roughly the size of a palm.
It looked ordinary, seemingly nothing special besides the clear glass.
"This is a thank-you gift from the head gardener. It's a small gift, so don't refuse. He said you'll need it."
Hearing this, Alka took the bottle and looked off into the distance.
He happened to see the white-bearded old man in a flowery robe beneath the Heavenly Flower. He caught Alka's eye and waved with a smile.
Alka nodded politely.
Then he looked at the bottle in his hand.
The round bottle narrowed at the mouth, extending into a slender spout.
A wild flower grew on the cork.
Alka narrowed his eyes slightly and blinked.
He saw the light emanating from the bottle, a blue outline enveloping it.
A hidden magical item?
"Alright, I'll accept this thank-you gift. Thank the head gardener for me."
He waved to Gilliana, "Goodbye."
"Goodbye!"
The group waved goodbye and headed out of town.
Gilliana watched them disappear around the corner, then turned back to the Sky Flower.
Arka and the others walked along the green streets, surrounded by abundant flowers.
As they turned the corner, they saw Rickey, carrying a giant hammer.
"Are you ready to leave?" Rickey asked, looking at them.
Arka nodded.
"When are you planning to leave?"
"We have a large group, so we need to wait for the church to send a ship. We'll probably have to stay a few more days to finish things up."
Hearing this, Alka and the others nodded, then said goodbye to Ricky and left.
As they passed through the building, the vine wall remained, even more verdant.
Flowers even bloomed in the gaps between the vines.
What was once a vine wall had become a flower wall.
The vines spun the flowers, revealing an exit.
When everyone looked outside, they froze in their tracks.
In the entire Fragrant Land, they were perhaps the first to leave.
They would also be the first people in the Fragrant Land to witness such a scene.
"What...was that tremor just now?" Jason asked, his eyes widening as he gazed at the scene outside.
Alka nodded bewilderedly. "Perhaps, but I hadn't expected that."
The outside had now transformed into a vast expanse of green grass. Looking carefully through the cracks in the grass, one could see the vines still beneath, but they had become much thicker and stronger.
The emerald green grass stretched to the horizon, dotted with all sorts of strange plants and wildflowers.
A few people emerged, bewildered.
"The change is quite dramatic, so we have to leave now?" Alka asked.
"I think so."
The group arrived at the docking station.
They looked at the Swallow, which had completely emerged from the water due to the rising vines and lay tilted on the grass.
"Then the question arises: what should we do with the Swallow? Should we carry it out?" Pororo asked, approaching the Swallow and patting the hull.
The vast swamp had become dry land.
The Swallow, carrying them, posed the biggest challenge.
Arriving beside the Swallow, Alka reached out and the glass bottle Gilliana had just handed him appeared in his palm.
Looking at the bottle in his hand.
Alka yanked the cork out forcefully, and as the cork was pulled out of the bottle, magic manifested.
"Boat bottle?" Lucelia suddenly asked.
"Do you recognize this thing?" Alka asked, handing the uncorked bottle to Lucelia on his shoulder.
Lucelia touched the bottle's surface, examined it carefully, and nodded.
"That should be right. This thing is a boat bottle. A magical item that can hold a small boat inside a bottle. It's a very rare magical item, hard to come by.
I've seen one in my family before. While the appearance is slightly different, the details are similar."
"Can you put a boat inside a bottle?" Alka muttered to himself, looking at the bottle in his hand.
No wonder the head gardener said they could use it.
This old man is so mysterious.
"How do I use it?"
Lucelia pointed to the wooden cork in Alka's other hand.
"Look at the side of the cork facing inward. Is there a seal-like mark on it?"
Hearing this, Alka picked up the cork and took a look.
Sure enough, he saw the mark of a small flower on the side that would fit into the bottle.
"Yes, there is."
"That's right. Place the mark on the Swallow, then pour magic into the bottle, and it will stuff the Swallow inside.
Be careful not to overload the ship. If you deliberately overload it with cargo, there's a high chance that the excess will be trapped."
The cargo was thrown out."
Lucelia recalled some memories and mentioned some precautions.
Alka nodded.
"It's really amazing. "Matlisa said from the side.
Everyone stared at Alka curiously, observing his actions.
Alka picked up the cork and used it as a seal, pressing it against the hull of the Swallow. A small flower mark was imprinted on the hull, following the faint light.
As the light flickered,
A connection was established between the Swallow and the bottle.
Alka aimed the bottle mouth at the Swallow, and then magic power flowed through his arm into the bottle.
Everyone could clearly see that Alka's unique light pink cloud-like magic power instantly filled the bottle.
It began to spin slightly, turning into a whirlwind. Then Alka felt a pulling force on the bottle.
He used a slight force to support the bottle. As the force pulled, everyone could see the Swallow. It began to move.
Then, as the bow touched the bottle's mouth, space instantly began to distort. The bow began to shrink, and as if a huge suction force had suddenly appeared, the ship was instantly pulled in.
The Flying Swallow disappeared before them.
Alka's arm loosened, and he felt a weight in his palm.
A clanging sound came from within the bottle.
The pink mist dissipated in an instant, and Alka looked into the bottle.
The tiny Flying Swallow remained within the transparent vessel, looking like a model, incredibly delicate and beautiful.
The lid was replaced.
The bottle immediately lost its magic power and became ordinary, as if it truly contained only a small model.
Just a well-made ornament.
"How magical! How beautiful!" Jason tilted his head, looking at the bottle Alka held slightly up.
Alka twisted the bottle slightly.
No matter how it turned, the bottom of the Swallow always faced downward.
Alka held the bottle upright.
The Swallow inside remained upright, not touching the glass.
He turned slightly and held the bottle out for everyone to admire.
"This bottle must be very expensive, right?" Simon asked.
"It's probably hard to find on the market," Alka said, because no one among them, except Lucelia, knew that such a magical bottle existed.
As for Lucelia's former family...
All that was needed was to know that the former patriarch was a seventh-level being.
"I just happen to know the origin of this bottle."