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So, the real force is in the subtleties.

It's not impossible for Annan to create a pure light like a god, but light bulbs can also emit light, so don't be too lazy to do any bells and whistles.

"This trick is called 'imaginary number conversion'."

Annan nodded in a good mood and put away the commemorative light bulb.

In fact, he had already conceived of this imaginary number magic.

In the definition of mathematics, the square of an imaginary number is a real number, and the imaginary and real are not irreversible.

Computable formula is one thing, actually doing it is another.

Everyone knows that it only takes three steps to put an elephant in the refrigerator, but so far no one has been able to put an elephant in the refrigerator.

Under the memory brought by the power of Abozu's origin, Annan repeated the process of creating the world with the power of imaginary numbers, and thus further perfected his imaginary number magic.

Now, he can be considered to have stepped into the threshold of the God of Creation with half a foot, and is on the same level as Tiamat.

"However, only God knows when this half-step distance will be crossed, so why hasn't Gaetia come to die."

Annan got up from Tiamat's lap pillow, and the figure of Gaetia popped up in his mind.

He didn't forget that he agreed to the deal with Inhibition Power just to help Tiamat become the real God of Creation and completely master his own power to avoid future troubles.

"Annan, are you finished practicing?"

Tiamat asked with concern, withdrew his hand without a trace, and destroyed the hair that had been smeared on his hand due to frictional electricity.

Hmm, it's a rare chance to touch Annan's head, she hasn't touched it yet!

Annan, who has not yet realized that his hairstyle has turned into a chicken coop head and is very likely to become a strong hairstyle in the future, has a showy smile on his face like a child getting a new toy.

"Tiamat, this hair accessory is for you."

Annan, who wanted to show his hand, used his ability to transform imaginary numbers again to create an exquisite hair accessory for Tiamat.

"Am I so pretty?"

Tiamat smiled lightly, raised his hand and picked up his hair, and Annan still helped him to put it on with a clumsy technique.

"Well, it suits you very well."

Annan nodded vigorously, very satisfied with his craft.

Then he remembered the business.

"By the way, Tiamat, there is nothing to explore here, let's go back to the underworld."

All the benefits that should be taken have been taken away by him, and there is no reason to stay any longer.

"Wait, the flow of time has changed, is it because I absorbed the sea of ​​imaginary numbers?!!"

When he was about to return, Annan was stunned for a moment and made a calculation.

One day in the middle of the cave is a thousand years in the world.

He and Tiamat only spent half a day at the bottom of the abyss, but the singularity above... a month has passed.

Chapter 130 The Beginning of the Seventh Battle

One day in the middle of the cave is a thousand years in the world.

Although it sounds exaggerated, it is not impossible for this kind of thing to happen in the ghost place of imaginary space.

It is precisely because there is no time in the imaginary world, it is possible to freely move to various time axes here.

Chaldea is careful when snorkeling imaginary numbers. As long as one is not careful, it will take several months to float up to the real number space.

Annan's position is the narrow space between reality and imaginary numbers, and there is the flow of time in the real world.

But when he used the Sea of ​​Imaginary Numbers to cultivate, the movement was a bit louder, which indirectly affected the time flow of the Sea of ​​Imaginary Numbers, which Annan had not expected before.

"I've only been practicing for a little over half a day, and it's only been a month since the singularity outside..."

Annan gritted his teeth in pain, and the unexpected event made him frown a little worriedly, "It should be fine, no matter what, Gilgamesh can last for a month."

"Children living in Mesopotamia are not as fragile as you think, don't worry, and we are still here."

Tiamat smiled and Annan was relieved.

"You are right. I still believe in the resilience of human beings, but in order to avoid too many nights, let's return to the underworld as soon as possible."

Annan nodded, set off with Tiamat, and quickly floated up from the bottom of the abyss.

He wasn't going to stay any longer. If he stayed for a few more hours and the seventh singularity passed for another month, then something might be wrong.

After all, the longer time passes, the more likely it is that Getia will take the initiative.

If he missed it, he would have gone to the singularity in vain.

With this in mind, Annan's speed was a little faster, tearing the void, ignoring the rules of this forbidden zone of the gods, and a flicker crossed the entire abyss of fresh water.

Probably... This is the happiness of the authority dog, who has authority can really do whatever he wants.

In a few breaths, Annan appeared in the underworld with Tiamat under the push of the power of the abyss.

A month has passed, and the originally desolate and dead underworld has changed drastically.

The blood-red flowers on the other side bloomed all over the underworld, the water source from the freshwater sea turned into an underground dark river, and there were many gun sills floating on the river.

Well, sure enough, when greenery is brought up, it will look very lively... that's weird.

The other side flowers, the weak water in the yellow spring, and the ghosts and fires that can be seen everywhere are combined into a lifelike picture of hell.

For the living, the underworld is no longer lifeless, but it is obviously more eerie and terrifying.

However, as a country after death, it is necessary for this flavor to be authentic, otherwise it will not be the underworld but heaven.

Annan didn't waste much energy, and under the guidance of the underworld, he found the mistress of the underworld.

"Ai Lei, how many people have died in the underworld recently?"

No nonsense, Annan asked this question very bluntly.

If you want to know if there is anything serious about the human beings in the singularity, you will know how many people have died.

"Father, mother? You finally came back from the bottom of the abyss?"

Ereshkigal was stunned, and then subconsciously reported to Annan.

"The underworld hasn't added too many souls recently, and all the souls that were detained in the underworld before have been put back, so the world should be relatively peaceful."

"It looks like nothing major happened in Mesopotamia while we were away."

Annan touched his chin and nodded.

"By the way, a month has passed, and Gilgamesh should have done a lot of things. How is the situation of your Three Goddess Alliance?"

"Eh? This...this..."

Ereshkigal blushed a little, and shrank his head, looking a little hard to tell.

After all, joining the Three Goddess Alliance or something, such a thing, think about it calmly later, it is really a bit of a middle school, especially when my parents discovered it, it really feels like a black history.

"The Three Goddess Alliance... Now it's all disbanded."

Taking a deep breath of the cool air from the underworld, Ereshkigal calmed down a little, and then said.

"Gilgamesh sent the people of Chaldea, and the other two goddesses except me recognized the master of Chaldea."

"Well, is that really the case?"

Annan was not surprised at all, and Fujimaru Rika's character was destined to be recognized by many heroic spirits and goddesses.

Crown beauty, well-deserved reputation.

Say something...

Whether it is heaven or hell, Buddha country or the underworld, the gods and gods of the three realms recognize this master. Fujimaru Tatsuka's heroic connections are countless, and they have reached the point where they are covered by people they know, whether they are alive or dead.

One day, Gu Dazi will wake up and rise up, unifying the Hall of Valor and deterring the universe.

"By the way, what do you think of the Master of Chaldea?"

Annan looked at Ereshkigal, whose face was blushing, and suddenly threw an irrelevant question.

"Huh? Father, father, why are you asking this question?!"

Ereshkigal's body trembled subconsciously and stammered.

"Ah, nothing, but suddenly it is absolutely necessary to care about the relationship of the daughter. After all, you mentioned the Master of Chaldea with a sense of pride in your tone."

Annan raised the corners of his mouth quite happily, and even Tiamat was interested.

"Ai Lei, you should have met the Master of Chaldea through Ishtar's body, right? How about it? What is your impression of Fujimaru Tatsuka?"

"Impression, impression is okay..." Ereshkigal whispered.

"Oh—?" ×2

Annan raised his eyebrows and made a long voice with Tiamat.

"It's not what you think! I just think..."

Ereshkigal hurriedly defended.

"What do you think?"

"I think she is a very good girl, very gentle, very strong, and can understand me."

Ereshkigal put her hands on her chest, her eyes sparkling, and said in a murmured tone, "Rika is really my favorite type! If possible, I want to keep watch over her."

"Oh~~!" ×2

The two parents suddenly let out an exclamation, a look of understanding.

"Children, women can't have children, but I support you in your pursuit of true love."

Annan patted Ereshkigal on the shoulder with a serious expression. He was about to say something, but his expression changed and he looked up at the sky.

Even with that, Ereshkigal looked like he couldn't believe it.

"This...this...what happened on the ground?!!"

At the entrance to the underworld, a long burning blue river sloped down.