Starting from primitive world, building the strongest divine kingdom

These two figures remained shrouded in mystery, their names lost to time, preserved only in enigmatic legends.

However, it was known that these deities were not native to the Barren Mountain region wherethe Solar Dynasty resided.

Moreover, Enzo's earlier reference to their domain as "the Outer Realms" indicated he was not from there either.

Yet, he wielded divine power...

In an instant, Trelina's thoughts became clear, but she fell into deep suspicion once more.

She knew she couldn't afford to remain passive.

Especially when she felt Enzo's hands, which had not stayed still after touching her abdomen, now reaching towards her thighs. This unprecedented humiliation forced Trelina into a decision. She shouted angrily at Enzo, "You vile god, go to hell!"

In the next moment, Trelina was surrounded by a radiant aura.

It shimmered like sunlight, offering warmth to others but struck terror into evil beings, effortlessly dissolving them.

This was a gift bestowed by the Solar Dynasty bloodline.

To her surprise, Enzo emerged unscathed and seemed to relish the moment.

With a mocking tone, he remarked, "How disappointing. I had planned to show you the most pleasurable experiences in the world, and you call me a vile god."

Trelina, bewildered, asked, "No, it can't be... Why are you unharmed?"

Enzo smiled and replied, "Because, my dear, I am not the 'vile god' you speak of. Otherwise, how would you explain this?"

He gestured casually.

And with a surge of power, the vegetation around him rapidly flourished, teeming with life.

This was the power of life.

A domain where malevolent deities did not excel.

Trelina, in utter despair, closed her eyes.

Enzo's smile grew brighter as he delicately sniffed the fragrance on the girl and whispered softly in her ear, "So, are you ready?"

But before he could finish speaking, Enzo underwent a transformation.

His expression contorted in agony, resembling the roar of a wild beast.

Thick black mist emanated from his body.

Trelina opened her eyes, a glimmer of hope igniting within her. "A chance!" she thought.

Once again, she transformed into a radiant sun, releasing a dazzling light. This time, her light had an effect—dissipating the dark mist enveloping Enzo. His expression turned even more grotesque as he reached out to strangle Trelina. However, he seemed unable to exert force as if someone had grabbed his hand, allowing Trelina to easily break free.

Frustrated at losing his prey, Enzo seethed, "You will pay!"

But Trelina sensed that this threat wasn't directed at her.

Could there be someone else?

As Trelina pondered, the black mist around Enzo grew denser. His body emitted a terrifying suction force, and without warning, Trelina felt herself being drawn into a strange and ominous place.

...

"Where am I?"

Trelina asked curiously, lying in bed with her eyes open.

She felt like she had just had a long dream—a shattered world where a peculiar figure was constantly repairing it.

It was indeed a strange dream.

Clearing her mind of cluttered thoughts, Trelina tried to sit up and look around. Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice.

Beside the bed, Enzo smiled and said, "This is my home."

Seeing Enzo, Trelina quickly shrank back, hiding in the corner of the room, gazing at him fearfully.

But soon, she noticed something different.

This Enzo in front of her had a gentle demeanor, completely unlike the previous one.

Enzo sensed Trelina's confusion and explained briefly, "The Realm of Illusions of the Devil Moth caused a bit of a problem with my consciousness. Specifically, there are now two versions of me—one representing good and the other evil. The one you encountered earlier was likely the evil Enzo who took control of the body, aided by a special intent."

In the supernatural realm, anything was possible.

The Realm of Illusions of the Devil Moth could indeed cause such consequences.

Trelina was acutely aware of this.

However, she didn't fully trust Enzo's explanation.

Gifted in psychic abilities, she realized she hadn't fallen into some strange place but had entered deep into Enzo's consciousness.

What puzzled her was that the good Enzo's intent wasn't strong.

It was a very peculiar situation.

Trelina wanted to inquire further, but the good Enzo suddenly changed his expression and hastily ran out of the room.

Outside, a bizarre world awaited her.

The entire sky was enveloped in dense black mist, except for the area where Enzo stood. There, a tree grew emitting a faint green light, untouched by the black fog.

That sapling...

Trelina felt it looked familiar, but now wasn't the time to investigate.

The swirling black mists in the sky condensed into a massive face, looking down at her and Enzo.

The face was identical to Enzo's.

Simultaneously, it angrily questioned, "Enzo, you and I are one and the same. Why did you choose to save her? If we consume her bloodline, our power will increase once more!"

The sky churned with black mist.

"Indeed, power doesn't always have to be obtained through such means." The Enzo standing outside the house replied calmly, smiling. "Besides, you represent evil, while I represent good. We are naturally opposed."

Neither the good nor the evil Enzos were aware of any anomaly.

It was at this moment that Trelina recalled Ix's earlier words about the Devil Moth's Realm of Illusions causing mental confusion and even division.

Could this be what was happening with Enzo?

Trelina became increasingly convinced that this was the truth of the matter.

She prayed fervently that the good Enzo would prevail, so that both she and Mr. Ix, would be safe.

However, it seemed her prayers were in vain.

The beasts formed from the black mists grew fiercer and more relentless.

Though the small tree was miraculous, it couldn't withstand so many ferocious creatures.

Soon enough, the good Enzo was injured.

Trelina grew frantic and moved to help, but suddenly realized her hand was being held.

This discovery startled her. She turned her head and saw a third Enzo.

However, this Enzo in front of her slightly furrowed his brow with a hint of confusion. In his hand was a wooden board with a sheet of paper on it, upon which he was drawing with a quill.

Who was this new Enzo?

Trelina was thoroughly bewildered. Meanwhile, the Enzo in front of her turned to her and asked, "Miss Trelina, are you from the Solar Dynasty?"

"Uh..."

Trelina was momentarily at a loss for words.

Once she understood Enzo's question, she nodded vigorously.

At that moment, Enzo suddenly asked, "Miss Trelina, do you know how to handle two conflicting forces? Especially when they are not equal, like they are?"

Enzo's mention of "they" naturally referred to the two consciousnesses, the good and evil Enzos.

Trelina looked at the entangled black mist and green light in the sky, then glanced at the calm Enzo before her. Her expression turned odd, but she began to understand a bit. She asked cautiously, "So, are you the real Enzo?"

Enzo nodded.

After confirming, Trelina pressed on, "Did you do this intentionally?"

Enzo admitted again with a smile, "I had visited a place before and picked up something there. That something tried to cause trouble while I resisted the illusion, so I had to outsmart it."

Tirena roughly understood and couldn't help but admire Enzo's audacity.

Matters of spirit and consciousness involved the soul. Mishandling them could be irreparable.

Yet Enzo before her seemed incredibly confident, as if he had ample assurance.

Tirena chose not to press further and instead replied to Enzo's question, "I'm not sure how to handle it, but you are certainly the master of your own consciousness."

"Oh, I see. I understand now."

Enzo nodded with a smile, as if he had grasped something profound.

Or he just simply sought confirmation of a matter.

After posing his question, he did not intervene in the battle between Evil Enzo and Good Enzo but focused intently on drawing a pattern on the blank paper.

It was a complex and exquisite ring.

Each line connected with others yet maintained a distinct separation.

Tirena glanced at it and felt a bit dizzy.

Almost involuntarily, she asked, "Enzo, what is this?"

Enzo replied nonchalantly, "The world."

The world?

What a peculiar answer.

Tirena didn't understand what this ring represented. Not just her, but no one else would either, because it was something Enzo had constructed himself, a new totem reformed after the Tree of Life and Beasts Totem shattered.

Enzo named it - the Ring of the World.

As Enzo put down the final stroke of the Ring of the World, he stood up.

At that moment, Evil Enzo and Good Enzo both paused simultaneously, wearing expressions of incredulity.

But soon after, their faces showed different expressions.

Good Enzo glanced at the real Enzo and smiled, saying, "Impressive as always."

With that, he willingly dispersed, merging into white light that fused with Enzo.

Meanwhile, Evil Enzo also underwent a transformation.