On the Nether Sea.
The rippling water formed a sea of clear and intoxicating wine.
Ships were sailing one after another.
On the decks of the ships, various mages, nobles, strong men, and even those renowned scholars, including winemakers, were walking around, constantly communicating.
This place had already become a venue for networking.
"But this Holy Scripture is not a place where just anyone can enter."
Rilla had already climbed the Tower of Babel, arrived in the Celestial Kingdom, and was accompanying God:
"The Sea Goddess created an intoxicating trial, this intoxicating ocean of wine, only powerful heroes are worthy of coming here, otherwise they would just pass out on the way!"
Every detail of the entire Holy Scripture had been arranged properly by them!
Even if God didn't say it, how could they not act?
It's not for just any Tom, Dick, or Harry to approach, to see the gods.
What if some brazen clowns make a joke, wouldn't that offend God?
People are very smart.
