Rebuilding Terra

Bakar stood alone and quietly in the vast wilderness that seemed to have no boundaries. The strong wind was like an angry beast, howling and madly passing by him. The strong wind blew with endless power, sweeping everything around it. His hair, which fluttered like flames, was like a burning flame, flying wantonly in the wind, as if telling the wildness and unruliness in his heart.

His eyes, as deep as the endless abyss, stared into the distance, as if they contained countless stories and secrets. His eyes were so solemn, as if they carried the weight of the entire world, making people daunted. In his heart, his thoughts were like a rolling sea of ​​clouds, surging and never stopping. His thoughts seemed like a tangled mess that could not be untied, intertwined and entangled, making it difficult to grasp.

He knew very well that Held, the woman with a mind as deep as a thousand-year-old well, had probably anticipated his upcoming resistance. After all, Held was a feared existence in the entire demon world. Her wisdom was like the vast starry sky, deep and mysterious; her insight seemed to be able to penetrate all the fog and see the truth of the world. During the long years in the demon world, she used her wisdom and means to weave a huge conspiracy network that made people deeply trapped and unable to extricate themselves.

Bakar knew that he could not defeat all the apostles by himself. Each of those apostles was so powerful, so powerful that it was suffocating. They either controlled the mysterious power of elements, and fire, ice, and lightning seemed to become obedient children in their hands, allowing them to drive them at will; or they had indestructible bodies, as if they were made of steel, able to withstand all attacks.

Although Bakar was very strong, his powerful strength was like a surging tide, capable of destroying all obstacles in front of him. However, when facing so many powerful enemies, he couldn't help but feel a little powerless. That feeling of powerlessness was like a cold poisonous snake, quietly crawling into his heart, making him feel cold.

Bakar slowly turned his head and looked around. He saw that in the mysterious land of the demon world, several new buildings had quietly appeared recently. Those buildings stood there quietly, exuding a mysterious atmosphere, as if they were mysterious treasures that suddenly appeared from the void. Each building seemed to hide countless unknown secrets. The mysterious atmosphere was like an invisible rope, tightly pulling Bakar's curiosity. At this moment, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind like lightning - Luke.

Luke, the mysterious creator, has been silently playing an extremely important role in the demon world. He is like a magician hidden in the dark, using his own hands and wisdom to create amazing miracles one after another. Bakar had a strong belief in his heart, and he believed that Luke might be able to give him some help or inspiration.

So, Bakar took a deep breath and took firm steps, like a fearless warrior, quickly traveling through the mysterious and dangerous land of the demon world. His steps were firm and powerful, and every step seemed to carry endless determination as he moved forward in the direction of Luke.

Finally, after a long journey, Bakar found Luke. Luke was standing quietly in his workshop filled with all kinds of strange parts and tools. The workshop was filled with a mysterious atmosphere, as if it was a treasure house with countless secrets. Those strange parts and tools, some flashed mysterious light, and some exuded strange breath, which made people fascinated. Luke fiddled with the items in his hands attentively, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him, and he only had eyes for the work in his hands.

Bakar took a deep breath and tried to calm his agitated emotions. Then, he slowly spoke and told Luke his thoughts without reservation. His voice echoed in the workshop, with a firmness and determination. "I know that even if I tell the facts to those apostles, they will never believe it." Bakar's voice revealed a hint of helplessness and anger. He knew that those apostles had become somewhat blind in their pursuit of power. They only had the desire and pursuit of power in their hearts, and they didn't care about other things at all.

A trace of helplessness and anger flashed in Bakar's eyes. The helplessness was like a deep lake, flowing quietly in his heart; the anger was like a burning flame, scorching his soul. He knew that the apostles had been blinded by power, and they would not easily believe the words of others, especially when these words might threaten their own interests and status.

Bakar stared at Luke closely, his eyes like sharp arrows, as if to pierce Luke's heart. He knew that Luke was just pretending to be deaf and dumb, and he didn't believe that Luke really knew nothing about all this. "Hey, old man, what I'm going to do next is all because of the hint you gave me. Shouldn't you help me?" Bakar's voice was raised a few degrees, with a questioning tone. His heart was full of expectations, and he hoped that Luke could give him a satisfactory answer.

Luke slowly raised his head and glanced at Bakar with his calm eyes. His eyes were still as calm as water, without the slightest ripple, as if nothing in the world could cause his emotions to fluctuate. Bakar continued anxiously, "I will definitely need a place to escape in the future, but time and space have always been controlled by Held, where can I escape to?" His voice revealed a hint of urgency and worry. He knew that he was facing a huge crisis and needed to find a solution.

Luke was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about something important. Then, he slowly turned his head and looked into the distance. Bakar followed Luke's gaze and saw a layer of light looming in the distant sky. The light seemed to be a mysterious door, emitting a heart-pounding breath. The breath was like an invisible rope, tightly pulling Bakar's curiosity, and a strong desire to explore surged in his heart.

Luke did not speak, but just stood there quietly, like a silent statue. He exuded a mysterious aura that was hard to fathom. He seemed to be waiting for Bakar to discover the secret himself, waiting for Bakar to take that crucial step.

Bakar frowned, and a strong curiosity surged in his heart. His flaming hair danced in the wind, as if cheering him on. He spread his huge wings, bringing up a gust of wind, which flew towards the direction of the virtual light like a roaring dragon. His heart was full of expectations, and he didn't know what secrets were hidden in the virtual light.

As Bakar approached the virtual light, he was more and more shocked. The virtual light seemed to contain endless power, and that power was like a surging tide, impacting his heart. When he finally flew close, he was stunned. "Genius!" Bakar exclaimed from the bottom of his heart. His voice was full of amazement and admiration, and he was deeply shocked by the scene before him.

It turned out that there was a towering tower hidden in the false light. The tower was soaring into the clouds, as if it was about to pierce the sky and merge with the stars in the sky. The top of the tower exuded a mysterious light, which was like a bright star, illuminating everything around. The light seemed to contain endless power, which made people afraid. The tower even poked a big hole in the sky of the demon world, as if announcing its existence to the whole world.

The tower is covered with mysterious runes and patterns. Each rune seems to contain endless power, and each pattern seems to tell an ancient story. The runes and patterns interweave and blend with each other, forming a mysterious and spectacular picture. Bakar flew around the tower and found that if it was not from a certain angle, the tower could not be found at all. This made him more convinced that the tower must be hiding an extremely important secret, a secret that could change the whole world.

Bakar landed carefully at the entrance of the tower, his heart filled with awe and curiosity. He felt a powerful force rushing towards him, and that force was like a surging tide, impacting his heart. He took a deep breath, tried to calm his somewhat agitated emotions, and slowly walked into the tower.

The scene inside the tower amazed him even more. There were passages leading to other dimensions and the wilderness. Those passages flashed with mysterious light, as if they were portals to an unknown world. Each ray of light seemed to contain endless mysteries, making people want to explore. Bakar stood in front of the passage, and a strong desire to explore surged in his heart. He seemed to see a brand new world, a world full of infinite possibilities.

He explored the tower like a hungry scholar, greedily absorbing the nutrients of knowledge. He found many ancient books and mysterious artifacts. Those books recorded some legends and mysterious powers from ancient times. Every word seemed to be a key, waiting for him to unlock the secrets hidden in the long river of history. And those artifacts exuded a powerful aura, as if each one had incredible power and could change the fate of the whole world.

Bakar was immersed in the tower for a long time. He seemed to forget the passage of time and everything in the outside world. Finally, he flew back to Luke with a lot of gains and new insights. At this time, in addition to joy, he also had another feeling in his heart.

"I didn't expect to find a companion here." Bakar whispered to himself. In his long life, he has always been a lonely traveler, facing all the challenges and difficulties in the world alone. No one has ever been qualified to be his companion, and no one is worthy of his reliance. He once thought that he would be alone like this until the end of the world.

But this old man Luke is different. He exudes a mysterious aura, an aura that makes Bakar feel at ease and trustworthy. He is like a beacon in the darkness, illuminating the way forward for Bakar.