HP Approaches the Magic World

His perception was absolutely correct.

Behind the gate represented by Leo, this road seems extremely long, but it is extremely stable, and there are no problems along the way.

Come to think of it, this is a normal situation.

I don't know why, but after he arrived here, the power of his intuition became much stronger.

Perhaps, it's because of the special connection between him and Helga?

He continued to release his soul fluctuations, trying to reduce the length of this corridor.

The starlight in the passage kept dancing, until finally, in the long darkness, a soft light rose from his soul, illuminating the darkness within an inch.

No upper or lower visible.

The environment changed rapidly, as if something was triggered by the light. The place changed rapidly from pure darkness.

Here is a long and narrow corridor, with a slight arc, spiraling upward towards the front.

At the end of the corridor is a door.

Behind the door is another door.

Then there is another door.

Almost endless.

Between every two doors, there is a room, a banquet hall, an exhibition hall, a library, a bedroom... There is no pattern to what is in all the rooms that appear. The only thing that can be felt is whether he is there or not.

Rising steadily.

It feels like rising from the ground to heaven.

He walked through all the spaces with an expressionless face, and so far, he didn't even see a single thing that could move.

This made him a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, this feeling ended soon, as if his existence was suddenly discovered. After he opened a door, he suddenly saw the strong light in front of him.

This was a place he was familiar with, it was the largest palace on Helga's floating island.

But this palace was different from the ones he had seen before.

At least the one he saw before didn't have so much light, but the current hall - so bright!

This seemed to be the palace of God, embodied here, and the majestic light made Jon feel a little stirred in his heart, as if he had arrived in heaven.

Sure enough, times are different. As Helga continues to grow stronger, the scenery of space is constantly improving, especially here.

But why did he suddenly appear here? Logically speaking, he should have appeared at a certain boundary of the island, at least outside the main hall.

But soon he felt the approach of another will.

"Your Highness!"

The familiar voice of Delaire suddenly appeared in the hall, with a little guilt in her voice.

"Sorry, Your Highness, I didn't realize that you would come here suddenly. The transfer system of Paradise Island has not been repaired yet. I think this must have brought you a lot of trouble."

As the chief elf of the garden, Delaire has the obligation to serve the Lord God and his children. It is entirely her fault that Jon has encountered so much trouble today.

After all, this transfer error was just a minor problem and could have been avoided if she had been a little more careful.

"It's okay, Delaire, it doesn't cost me anything."

Of course, there are many questions in Jon's heart, but these questions cannot be asked to the elf in front of him at this moment. Those questions should be asked directly to Helga. Delaire may not necessarily think well of her after hearing them.

What good effect does it have?

"Okay, please come with me. This palace has not been repaired yet."

Repair?

Wasn't this hall built by Helga using magic from the beginning? Why does it still need to be repaired?

Jon frowned and followed Delaire out of here.

After leaving this palace, the outside world returned to his normal perception.

bright.

Gray light.

There are also familiar gardens.

That huge tree has become even bigger now, but the same power has also become thicker. Jon can't even look at it directly with his naked eyes.

Even though the World Tree is the totem of the Hufflepuff family, when the complete form of this mythical life really appears, it is not a power that Jon can accept now.

The body he is using now is still too fragile. It only has the function of taking over his soul and nothing else.

"Your Highness, do you need anything else?"

Delaire asked in a low voice. She was indeed very busy, because the elves in the Renovator's Hall of Light were still waiting for her command.

"I have nothing to do. You can go and do your work. I just want to sit here for a while."

"OK."

The garden elf bowed slightly, and then flew in the direction of the palace. Jon himself walked into the garden and sat down on the swing chair.

From his angle, he could just see the huge palace under construction.

This is the so-called Kingdom of God.

In the kingdom of gods, even time seems not to pass, and there is no sun or moon, only the everlasting soft light.

Seriously speaking, is Helga's current state much stronger than that of the God of Light who founded the Holy See? At least, Helga is following a serious path that can be accepted by the will of the world, and that one

The God of Light may be a little too intense.

Anything that is too sharp is never a good thing.

Leaning on the chair and shaking his body gently, Jon's consciousness unexpectedly calmed down.

This place indeed made him feel very comfortable. It was also a good place for thinking.

He once heard a saying that when humans think, God laughs.

What this sentence actually means is that there is a huge difference in the way humans and gods view the world, so what they think is very ridiculous in the eyes of gods.

But is it really that ridiculous?

Jon doesn't think so.

No matter what kind of world it is, it must be supported by a self-consistent logic, and such logic is the most fundamental existence of the entire world. Even gods may have a hard time fully understanding it.

So thinking about this, no matter where it is done or what kind of existence it is, it is a very admirable thing.

This world is much more profound than the one he remembered in his memory. After completely adding in the mysterious content, the philosophical aspect has been infinitely improved, and personal achievements have been magnified, while the collective strength has been relatively small.

Shrunk a bit.

This is relative.

An empty list seemed to appear in front of Jon's eyes, listing on one side the various developments in that world, and on the other side listing the various things he had experienced in this world.

They all look normal, but they are two completely different worlds.

But is it really different?

In that world, reality is still the reality of this world, but all kinds of mysterious existences have become just a book.

This is unreasonable.