Lin Sen did not join their discussion.
From the very first second he stepped onto this land, his brows had already begun to furrow slightly.
His "divine sight," capable of perceiving all laws, encountered—for the first time—a faint… interference.
He raised his head, his gaze piercing through layers of clouds, shooting straight toward the mountain peak—an unreachable summit shrouded in eternal storms of snow and lightning.
There—
He "saw" it.
He saw the ruins of a once-magnificent temple, long collapsed, leaving behind only broken walls and fragments.
And within those ruins, he also "saw" a trace—extremely faint, yet incomparably pure, proud, and seemingly above the entire world—of a strange energy fluctuation.
That was not magic.
It was a power system far older, more fundamental, and even more… "exclusive" than anything Lin Sen had ever encountered.
If magic was the energy produced when wizards used their minds to "communicate" with and "borrow" the laws of the world—
Then this power…
Was itself the law.
Like lightning must tear through the sky, like the ocean must stir waves—absolute, unquestionable, and undeniable…
The authority of gods.
"Divine power…"
Lin Sen murmured.
For the first time, a genuine spark of intense interest flashed in his eyes.
At last, in this "graduation journey" that had begun to feel somewhat dull, he had found something… truly unknown.
"Let's go."
He gave no further explanation.
He simply stepped forward calmly, walking along the ancient pilgrimage path—now overgrown with weeds—that led to the summit.
He wanted to see.
To see those beings who once resided here—the "gods."
And to uncover what truly happened during their disappearance into the river of time…
…that so-called Ragnarok of the Gods.
At the summit of Mount Olympus—
The once-glorious divine palace, radiant enough to outshine the sun and moon, had now been reduced to ruins eroded by time and the elements.
Massive columns carved from unknown white jade lay shattered on the ground.
The grand shrines that once held statues of the Twelve Olympians were now empty, leaving behind only faded murals depicting symbols like lightning bolts, tridents, and olive branches.
The entire site was shrouded in an eternal silence… and a sense of abandonment.
Hermione, Fleur, Daphne, and Luna stood among the ruins, feeling a strange energy in the air—one that subtly suppressed and rejected their magic.
But beyond that, they could glean nothing more.
"There's… nothing left here," Hermione said softly, running her hand over a fallen pillar. Despite ten thousand years of erosion, its carvings were still vivid. "The miracles… are truly gone."
"No."
A calm voice came from the center of the ruins.
They turned.
Lin Sen stood before what had once been Zeus's throne—now reduced to a massive base.
He extended a finger and gently touched the indentation where the Thunder Scepter had once rested.
His eyes closed.
His vast, godlike mental power surged forth like a precise probe, tracing the strongest remaining echo of divine power in the ruins—pursuing it back through unknown dimensions of time and space.
Within his "divine sight"—
Fragments of ancient memories, shattered like broken glass and buried by time, began flashing before him.
He saw a stern old figure wielding lightning, seated upon the throne, gazing coldly at humanity below.
—He saw a war goddess, fierce and radiant, arguing heatedly with a bloodthirsty war god.
—He saw a grand banquet filled with music and wine.
These were the deepest imprints left behind by this land.
But none of them were what Lin Sen sought.
What he wanted… was the truth behind Ragnarok.
The reason why those once-mighty gods had vanished from the world.
His consciousness pushed deeper.
Further.
Into older and more chaotic layers of time—
Until finally!
Within a fractured memory layer resembling a "temporal singularity," he caught something crucial—
The final oracle of Zeus.
It was not an image.
Not sound.
But a fragment of will filled with rage, fear, and absolute resolve.
Within that fragment—
Lin Sen saw an endless expanse of brilliant blue.
He saw a vast city, forged from crystal and unknown metals, suspended deep beneath the ocean.
He saw its inhabitants—
Humans unlike those on the surface.
Each bore a strange blue mark upon their foreheads.
They were older.
Stronger.
They did not worship the gods.
They even… enslaved the very natural elements the gods relied upon!
They had created a civilization entirely different from divine power—
A fusion of technology and spiritual force.
A civilization of unparalleled brilliance—
A super magical civilization.
And finally—
He saw Zeus's last oracle.
Not words.
But a coordinate engraved into the very fabric of space—
And a name, filled with annihilating intent:
"—Atlantis!"
"Boom—!"
Lin Sen's eyes snapped open.
Lightning seemed to explode within their depths.
He had found it.
The missing piece erased by the gods themselves.
"Hermione."
He turned, a rare excitement in his voice.
"Take out the world map."
Though confused, Hermione immediately complied.
Lin Sen pointed to a blue region southeast of Greece—
The Aegean Sea.
"Our next destination," he declared without hesitation,
"is here."
"To find…"
His eyes burned with anticipation.
"…the legendary city that sank beneath the sea."
Soon after leaving Olympus,
their portable mobile castle activated another spatial jump.
When they stepped out again—
there was no land beneath their feet.
Only an endless expanse of shimmering blue ocean.
They stood at the center of the Aegean Sea.
Beneath them was a small rocky island, casually raised from the seabed by Lin Sen.
"According to the oracle's coordinates…" Hermione said, checking her instruments, "…Atlantis lies directly beneath us—in the deepest part of this sea."
"But…" Fleur frowned slightly, looking at the dark waters. "It's thousands of meters deep. Even the strongest Bubble-Head Charm wouldn't—"
Lin Sen smiled faintly.
"Who said we need to go into the water?"
Then—
before their astonished eyes—
He stepped forward and placed his hand over the sea.
Heaven-Defying Comprehension—Activated!
Project: Create a stable, air-filled subspace under extreme deep-sea pressure.
Solution: Combine Spatial Laws and Water Element Laws to form an independent "bubble world."
Spell Complete—Name: Water World!
A vast force erupted.
But instead of parting the sea—
he pressed it down.
The ocean receded violently.
A massive, kilometer-wide, hemispherical vacuum zone appeared beneath the sea—
While towering walls of water, thousands of meters high, formed a circular barrier around it.
Fish, merfolk, and sea creatures swam across the "sky" above them.
This was no mere spell.
This was the creation of a new world beneath the sea.
And it didn't stop there.
Lin Sen raised his hand again.
The seabed trembled.
Crystals and minerals surged upward, assembling themselves—
Forming towers, arches, and finally—
A magnificent underwater crystal palace.
A breathtaking underwater kingdom was born.
"Alright," Lin Sen said with a smile.
"Our temporary base…"
"…is ready."
Soon after—
At the edge of this "Water World," beneath layers of sediment—
they found it.
With a snap of Lin Sen's fingers, the seabed parted.
And after ten thousand years—
The ruins of Atlantis…
saw the light of day once more.
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