Rebuilding Terra

Azra stood quietly in front of the magnificent temple she had built. The temple was like an immortal monument, emitting a mysterious and powerful magical glow under the sunlight, as if announcing its majesty and holiness to the whole world. In the temple, Lotos, who had been transformed into a statue, was being protected by layers of magical power, as if he was sleeping in an indestructible fortress.

However, this peaceful atmosphere was broken by a sudden change. A strange light flashed like a meteor in the night sky, with dazzling colors. Then, a dimensional crack opened quietly beside Azra like a mysterious door of time and space. The light surged in the crack, like a rolling mysterious tide, full of unknown and fantasy. Then, Held's graceful figure slowly walked out of the crack. She was like a goddess descending to the earth, beautiful and mysterious. There was a light of doubt and scrutiny in her eyes, and her gaze was like a sharp arrow, tightly locked on Azra.

"Ezra, why are you here, and why do you have the apostle's aura?" Held's voice was clear and loud, with a hint of questioning, echoing in the empty air, like a call from ancient times. Every note seemed to contain endless power, impacting Ezra's eardrums.

Ezra looked at Held who suddenly appeared in front of him, and a little surprise surged in his heart. In this situation full of variables, he knew that Held's powerful strength might be the key to helping him solve the dilemma. So, he hurriedly said: "Held, I need your help." His voice was full of eagerness and expectation, and his eyes revealed the desire for Held's response.

Held raised his eyebrows slightly, and his thin eyebrows rose slightly like a crescent moon, with a hint of subtle surprise. Her eyes stayed on the faint aura of the apostle around Azra for a moment, as if she was carefully savoring the mystery. Then, she said in a gloomy tone: "Hey, you are going to follow the same path as me and not stick to your principles. Well, hand over the second volume of Genesis, and we will rebuild Terra together." There was a bit of teasing in her words, as if she was teasing Azra's transformation, but behind this teasing, there was a hint of subtle temptation.

Ezra listened to Held's somewhat joking words and shook his head helplessly. A bitter smile appeared on his face, as if he was lamenting the fickleness of fate. He slowly said: "From a certain perspective, I do want to do the same thing as you. I am also collecting fragments of cosmic consciousness, but you only need to know that the fragments I collect are different from yours. Those fragments are not enough to become an apostle. So they do not conflict with your goal." His voice was steady and firm, trying to make Held understand his position and purpose.

Held narrowed his eyes slightly, and his beautiful pupils instantly became two narrow slits, as if he was pondering the deep meaning of Ezra's words. A trace of thoughtful light flashed in his eyes, like a meteor across the night sky, fleeting. Then, she asked again: "You won't stop me?" There was a hint of doubt in her voice, as if she still had doubts about Ezra's transformation.

Azra took a deep breath, as if to inject strength and determination into himself. His eyes were firm and complicated, and countless secrets and stories seemed to be hidden in those complicated eyes. He said slowly: "Yes, I won't stop you." However, deep in his heart, he had another thought: "Anyway, I will return to my time and space after I finish my business. I really won't stop you in this time and space. This time and space has its own Azra to stop you. I am not lying. Yes, I am not lying." He silently looked for a reasonable explanation for his behavior in his heart, trying to appease the entanglement deep in his heart.

Held listened to Ezra's answer, still full of doubts in her heart. Her sharp intuition told her that Ezra's transformation seemed a little too sudden, and there must be some unknown secrets hidden in it. She stared at Ezra quietly, trying to find a flaw in his expression and eyes. His eyes were like a sharp blade, as if they could penetrate all disguises.

The air around them seemed to freeze at this moment, and time seemed to stop flowing. The two of them just stood there facing each other quietly, each other's thoughts were like secrets hidden in the fog, making it difficult to understand. They were like two silent mountains, trying to figure out each other's intentions in a silent contest.

After a moment, Held sighed slightly, and the sigh was like a gentle breeze, breaking the deadlock of silence. "Well, since you said so, I will believe you for now. But you'd better not have any other thoughts, otherwise I won't show mercy." There was a hint of warning in Held's words, and that warning was like a heavy bell, echoing in the air, making people feel nervous.

Held nodded slightly, with a hint of thought in her eyes, and said slowly: "Tell me how I can help you." Her voice was crisp and firm, as if she had given a promise in this situation full of unknowns.

Ezra's eyes were deep, like an abyss. He said solemnly: "I need to find the fragment of the cosmic will. It should have fallen into this world. You can pay attention to some abnormalities there." His tone was full of expectations for Held's assistance, as if their cooperation would be the key to solving the mystery.

Held frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, she responded, "If you say it's an anomaly, there really is one. The princess of heaven has fallen into a deep sleep. I've checked and it's the breath of an apostle. This should be related to the fragments of the cosmic will you mentioned." There was a hint of doubt in her words, but she was also very insightful.

Ezra frowned slightly, thinking quickly about various possibilities in his mind, and then said: "I think it should be okay. Those fragments are not enough to become apostles. But since it is related to the apostles, let's go and take a look. Maybe we can get some clues." There was a firm light in his eyes, as if he was full of confidence in the exploration that was about to begin.

After saying that, the two figures rushed to the sky like two flashes of lightning. The air around them surged, and the light of magic was looming. As they continued to rise, the clouds were quickly left behind and flew towards the heavens.