Rebuilding Terra

In that mysterious, endless abyss-like rift in the other dimension, Azra seemed like a lonely boat drifting alone in the stormy waves, looking so small and helpless. All around was a seemingly endless chaos, and the chaotic air was like a rolling fog, spreading wantonly, covering everything under a mysterious veil. The distorted time and space were like tangled ropes, forming a dazzling and elusive weird world. The darkness was like a heavy curtain, tightly wrapped around, and the strange light that flashed from time to time seemed like elves jumping mischievously in the darkness. They were intertwined together, like an absurd and blurred dream, full of unknown and mystery.

Azra groped his way forward cautiously in this chaotic space, taking every step with extreme caution, as if he would fall into an irretrievable situation if he was not careful. His heartbeat was clearly audible in this silent and dangerous space, and the steady beating sound was like the drumbeat of his firm belief. He had only one extremely firm belief in his heart - to find the key fragment to repair the cracks in the prehistoric world. That was his only goal in this chaotic world, like a bright light in the darkness, guiding him to keep moving forward.

After a long and difficult drift that seemed like endless years, Ezra's eyes suddenly flashed with a dazzling light that was too bright to look at. The light instantly illuminated the entire space, and then he felt as if he was pushed out of the crack by an invisible hand. As he tried to stabilize his shaky body and began to look around, a strong sense of doubt surged in his heart. He widened his eyes, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar scene in front of him, and couldn't help wondering: "Isn't this the prehistoric world? How did I come back? Have Held and Hongjun repaired the crack?" The doubts spread like layers of ripples in his heart.

With a heart full of doubts like fog, Azra began to quietly collect information. He shuttled between the rolling mountains and rivers like a ghost, the wind blowing gently in his ears, and he listened carefully to the faint words coming from the wind, as if they were the key clues to solve the mystery. His eyes were like sharp eagle eyes, closely observing the every move of the creatures, trying to find the answer from their behavior. As time slowly passed, information gradually gathered like a trickle.

When all the information was integrated in his mind, the shock in his heart was like a surging, unstoppable tide that was difficult to calm down. In this world, Bakar was miraculously not destroyed, and still exuded a powerful aura in this mysterious land. And according to the looming timeline, Rotus was about to reach the prehistoric world, like a storm about to come. "Did I enter a parallel universe?" Azra whispered to himself, his voice was particularly clear in the silence. His eyes were full of astonishment and contemplation, the astonishment was like a burning flame, and the contemplation was like a slowly flowing stream.

In this lightning-fast moment, Ezra's thoughts were running as fast as a galloping horse. He knew very well that in this mysterious time and space, the trajectory of history was like a fragile silk thread, which might change drastically due to a very small change. And since fate has brought him to this time and space, he must do something and cannot just be a bystander. "I should do something." He said to himself secretly, and the voice was slight but very firm. His eyes became sharper, as if they could penetrate all the fog. According to the original trajectory records, Lotus would appear on Kunpeng's back, so the first thing he had to do was to find the mysterious and powerful Kunpeng and protect the upcoming Lotus in advance.

At the same time, in this mysterious space, Held also began her carefully planned action. Her light figure was like a dancing butterfly, quietly stepping into the deep and endless ocean. Under her powerful magic, the sea water seemed to be summoned by some mysterious force, and automatically parted to form a mysterious passage like a dream. Her eyes flashed with a firm and blazing light, like two bright stars.

She began to use the suffocatingly powerful magic to transfer Lotus. As the magic slowly surged, spreading like ripples, the dimensional cracks opened little by little like a mysterious door slowly opening. Under the gentle pull of magic, Lotus's huge and mysterious body seemed to have traveled through endless time and space and was successfully transferred to Kunpeng's back.

At this time, Ezra, relying on the powerful apostle-level energy given to him by Held, quickly noticed the appearance of Rotus like a keen hunter. He did not hesitate at all, and rushed to the place where Kunpeng was like an arrow from a bow, as fast as lightning, leaving only a vague afterimage in the air.

As soon as Lotus appeared, he immediately cast the extremely powerful sealing magic. Brilliant light flew out from his hands like fireworks. The light was so dazzling and brilliant, like a dense net without any gaps, instantly covering Lotus. Lotus was under this sudden seal, and before he could react, he was firmly controlled by the powerful force, as if he was trapped in a cage that he could not escape.

Azra didn't dare to slack off at all. He then used his magical magic to turn Rotus into a lifelike statue. The statue was like a fine work of art, and every detail was extremely realistic. In order to ensure Rotus's safety, he spent a lot of energy, like a tireless craftsman. He used magic to build a magnificent and mysterious temple. The walls of the temple were engraved with mysterious runes and patterns. Those runes were like beating notes, exuding a powerful and shocking magical atmosphere. Azra carefully put Rotus into it, and his movements were so gentle that it seemed as if he was guarding an extremely precious treasure that could not be lost.

However, when Held realized that the Rotus had lost its breath just after it was placed in the wild, she felt a strong uneasiness like a storm in her heart. A trace of doubt flashed in her beautiful and mysterious eyes, and the doubt lingered in her heart like a faint smoke. Then she immediately began to explore the reason, and her magic perception spread around like a fine spider web. When she cast her eyes on the wild, a familiar figure came into her sight.

"Ezra? Why is he here? And why does she have the apostle's aura?" Held whispered, her voice gently echoing in the silence. Her heart was full of questions, and those questions were like entangled silk threads, which made her fall into deep thought. She stared at Ezra in the primeval world quietly, trying to sort out the mystery behind it all, her eyes were deep and focused, as if to penetrate all the fog.