Low Dimensional Game

by Stayrr

By accident, Lu Zhiyu found the entrance to a low-dimensional world, and thus began a totally different journey! Free to control everything in the low-dimensional game, Lu Zhiyu felt like a gamemaster, and even God.

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Chapter 171: Starfall

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The eyes of the two men hardened as they walked slowly towards each other, their footsteps gradually accelerating in speed. The green glow within Adonis' eyes grew, as the black aura of curse witchcraft filled the space space and encroached upon Edward.

Edward's mind power had begun to spread his blurry dreamspace into the surroundings. The dream element seemed to cancel out Adonis' curse.

Compared to Edward's, Adonis' mind power was far more powerful, and it gushed towards Edward like the sea. Edward's own dream power was like a strong fortress, shielding him from the impact.

"You shouldn't have come, Edward. I know you too well, as I was the one who taught you all about witchcraft," Adonis said, then asked, "Do you really understand me, though? Did I ever really understand you?"

At that moment, a large number of stone spears jabbed towards Adonis. After practicing dreamcraft, the precision of Edward's Blood Witchcraft had become far more sophisticated. He approached Adonis, who continued to dodge his attacks.

The stone spikes blocked his retreat, and the two men began to battle around the huge ruins. This was a real battle between wizards.

In addition to Blood Witchcraft, all kinds of other witchcrafts, which were based on casting materials, appeared in their hands. In the aftermath of volleys, fireballs, and huge flames, the ground had been charred black. Another section of the ground was covered by a thick layer of frost, the space's low temperature being enough to cause the rock face to splinter instantly.

The sound of explosions intertwined with the echoes of collapses and rapid footsteps. While attacking each other, the pair continued to use illusions to interfere with each other's judgments. As such, a tiny mistake was enough to determine the entire outcome of the battle.

Edward suddenly pulled out a long sword from his robe, then forced Adonis into close-quarter combat. Adonis immediately reacted by drawing two short blades from his sleeve.

Edward swung down with a heavy blow, while Adonis parried him with a single arm. The sword was diverted, sending out a loud clunk and a trail of light, which resulted from the friction.

Adonis pushed Edward back with one hand, while he sliced towards Edward with the other. Edward retreated, so Adonis chased after him.

Both of them were proficient at Blood Witchcraft, as they were fellow disciples who had accepted Bohr's inheritance. As such, they had both transplanted the bloodlines of magical beasts to gain strong bodies and heightened endurances.

Moreover, they had awakened nearly ten kinds of bloodline abilities. These abilities were not necessarily the strongest, but they were chosen to match each other as perfect combos. No matter their strength, speed, perception or reaction, their mastery over their bodies was raised to the limit.

Thus, ordinary long-range attacks could only delay them. Even so, it was still quite difficult to actually launch those attacks on them.

The two men were fighting in close range right now, signaling that the testing phase was over. While they were in close range, they also used witchcraft constantly, with Edward manipulating the sand and Adonis controlling his blood.

Adonis made a solemn face, then said, "You have made great progress. Though the power scale of your mind power is the same, your control over your mind power is far better than mine."

Because of his cultivation of dream witchcraft, Edward's accuracy and precision had improved and he was able to control a large number of sandstones to swirl and collide with Adonis' torrent of blood. After the two forces cancelled each other out, the two of men clashed in the center. They moved fast enough to leave after images via passing flashes of special abilities and witchcraft. It was a dizzying sight.

Edward, having suddenly found an opportunity to use the sword to his advantage slashed at Adonis, who immediately stabbed a short blade into the gravel to avoid being blown away. Edward then used the trick that Lu Zhiyu had taught him, levitating two huge stone palms from behind Adonis and holding him down.

As Adonis was tightly bound, his unique blood witchcraft activated. A large number of blood-red ribbons suddenly extended from his back, instantly tearing the stone palms apart.

Adonis jumped up and, as the dense blood-colored vines behind him began to surround Edward, he shouted, "Enough!"

Edward looked at Adonis, intensifying the usage of his dreamcraft. He was on the verge of materializing his artificial dream space. Then, as black mist was appearing from his Edward's dreamspace, Adonis' face changed.

"Curse witchcraft? How would you know of it?" Adonis asked.

At that moment, a steady stream of powerful curses poured out from Edward's dreamspace and enshrouded Adonis. Although Adonis fought hard against this, it was already too late. This persistent mind power chased after him like the most bone-chilling poison. To make matters worse, it was continuously being released from Edward's dreamspace!

Screams of regret echoed within the skies, each of them filled with cold malice. Adonis fell from the sky, his entire being clouded in disbelief.

"What is this?" Adonis roared, while looking at Edward in fury.

"You were the one who told me that a prepared wizard is invincible. Since I dared to seek you out, of course I have prepared some countermeasures!" Edward looked at Adonis, then added, "The so-called curse power is just a variant of mind power that interferes with reality. In the macro scale, it can manipulate and change the laws of the world. In the micro scale, it is derived from the inner strength of each person, such as their inner feelings and resentments."

Edward continued to explain. "I arrived late because I was at the central tower of Babus, collecting the curses of all of your victims who died while still harboring resentments towards you. When people die, their awarenesses are broken down and their souls disappear. But, their residual emotions will remain for a brief period of time. Can you feel that? Those are the curses of every victim in Babus!"

The curses aggressively whittled down Adonis' mind power and invaded his awareness. Adonis heard the anger and resentment of over a million vengeful souls in his head. This hatred and resentment was aimed at him alone!

Adonis felt his own awareness dissipating, while his control over his body faded. His mind power and awareness were also being polluted and destroyed.

Adonis felt his death approaching. Strangely, this made him suddenly become calm. As he got closer to death, he seemed to even surge with a sense of delight.

"So this is death?! Ah, Death! How beautiful! This is true eternity!" Adonis stood within the ruins, ranting like a madman.

He was filled with a sense of morbid appreciation of the death and destruction around him, as his body was being eroded by the curse. Then, as his awareness could no longer withstand it, he gradually collapsed. The mythical cells of the Mortuus Magna died and his flesh began to follow suit.

Adonis did not seem to care, however, as he was immersed in his own world. He held his hands high and looked through his fingers at a fireball descending from the sky. It was heading straight for the city of Babus. The fireball radiated intense heat and had a long tail that left a trail of rolling black smoke in its wake.

The huge fireball continued to fall and got closer and closer. Soon, it covered the entire sky above Babus. The huge shadow obscured the sun's rays and caused Babus to descend into total darkness.

This phenomenon wasn't a fireball, but a huge star. It was an ancient star that had fallen from the sky to accompany Adonis' death, as if it was some sort of celebration of his destruction.

Adonis seemed to go completely insane at that moment, letting out a maniacal laugh. "I found it! This is the feeling and the true meaning of death! It's beautiful and lovely. Hahaha, it's truly beautiful!"

The power of the curse spread all over Adonis, causing his flesh and blood to disappear, leaving only bones. All of the Death Knights and ghouls in Babus also ceased to exist.

As Adonis' awareness completely dissipated, his power over the Mortuus Magna also disappeared. The Death Knights within the palace fell like dominos and the thousands of troops of the undead legion fell to the ground as true corpses.

All the ghouls lost their abilities, as the control over them had now disappeared. They fell to the ground, then followed Adonis in death.

Not a single person cheered for the defeat of Adonis' undead army. This was Babus was still sitting in the darkness, quivering in fear. As everyone raised their heads and looked at the fireball towering over Babus, they saw that it was heading straight for them.

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Chapter 172: Salvation from the Gods

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The star fell from the sky in a beautiful arc, descended millions of miles. The arc of light in the sky was as beautiful as it was shocking.

As it rapidly approached Babus, it grew bigger and bigger. All of the people saw the burning flame and the star hidden inside the flame, which were both beautiful and deadly. This tremendous power completely exceeded everyone's imagination. Although it was stunning, there was an eerie destruction hidden within the beauty.

They had just escaped Adonis' undead army, only to see this dangerous scene before them. All of them fell to their knees, many hiding their faces and crying in despair.

All of the surrounding streets were burning. Many people fell to the ground, terrified by the descending asteroid. Even though they were petrified, they seemed to have accepted their destiny. A large number of believers of the Church of Light kissed the silver coins they wore around their necks, while silently reciting prayers.

"This is a punishment from God for our sins."

"God, I repent for my sins, please forgive me and allow me to enter your Kingdom."

Many of them could not accept this cruel turn of events and descended into a state of crazed lunacy. One such old man stripped off his top and exposed his thin ribs. He then ran down the ruined streets, which were littered with corpses, like an orangutan, laughing and crying in hysterics.

Houses burned in the backdrop as he ran. He then extended his arms and faced the asteroid at the city gate.

"Dead… Hahaha… Everyone is dead!"

"We're all going to die! All of us!"

"This is not a punishment, this is fate, fate! It is the destiny that God has ordained!"

His sharp and frenzied voice was heard all around, causing a sense of desolation and despair to well up in the hearts of many at the scene. These people fell to the ground in tears after hearing his hopeless rant.

Within the palace, the surviving aristocrats had yet to recover from their elation upon hearing of Adonis' death, when they discovered this new existential threat. Some fell down, as their knees had given way, while others cursed in anger.

Even more cried and screamed. Finally, they all settled down and the priests began to sing hymns. They then began to repent for their past sins and reminisce about their lives.

Edward was holding Adonis' body, while he stared at the asteroid. He suddenly remembered what the great Sage Anthony had said before he had left…"If Babus transforms into a city of the dead, in order to make sure the situation does not get out of control, I will personally destroy the entire city."

Is it already too late?

Edward's eyes had lost their luster and he cast his head down. His throat was trembling. He swallowed again and again, yet could not get rid of the acrid taste in his mouth. He could not believe that, even after doing everything in his power and giving up so much, this was all he had gotten in return.

"In the end, I could not save Babus!" Edward's tears gushed down his face

"Adonis, you were right, I could not save a single person!"

"I should die with you here!"

Edward held Adonis' corpse and straightened the crown on Adonis' head, then stood in the middle of the palace to welcome his last moments with everyone else. Many onlookers saw this and could not help but voice their surprise.

"Look, what is that?"

"My God!"

"Lord above, what is going on?"

The asteroid that was originally headed straight for Babus had suddenly diverted from its target, as if a mysterious force was guiding its trajectory. Just before it was about to hit Babus, it had deviated from its course, hitting the mountains nearby instead.

BOOOOOOM!!!!

The earth quaked and the impact of the huge asteroid instantly vaporized everything within dozens of kilometers of ground zero, setting off a violent chain of explosions that reached ever further away. Countless trees and mountain ranges were destroyed and smoke and ash were blown in all directions as the flash blinded all of the bystanders.

The violent impact even affected Babus, as half of its lakes evaporated into mist from the impact. A lot of lake water then fell back into the city like rain, dousing many burning houses.

Everyone looked into the distance at the scene. The shock numbed them for awhile, until they were finally overwhelmed by a sense of relief and joy. The sudden whiplash made them feel as if what had happened before was all a joke.

"We have been saved! Praise be and long live the Gods!"

"This was a warning from God and his salvation! Everything belongs to the Gods!"

"Our sins have been redeemed!"

All of the people let down their burdens and ran down the streets in wild abandon. For the time being, there were no distinctions based on rank or class, no slaves or nobles. All of the people were shouting with joy, while they celebrated their near brush with destruction and more importantly, exulted in having received God's mercy and salvation.

Many mothers held their children tightly, overcome with tears. Elderly fathers hugged their sons. As they did so, the rain drenched all of them, as if it was providing them a holy baptism.

In Year 60 of the San Calendar, The Church of Light records show that the Undead Prince Adonis sold his soul to the devil. He then sacrificed his father and siblings in order to summon a deathly army from hell. Saint Peter then summoned the power of the gods and destroyed Adonis' army, banishing him back to hell at the cost of his own life…

The crater of the asteroid had now formed a lake. When paired with the original lake under Babus, they two appeared like a pair of moons above the earth. They were known as the Lake Tír na nÓg and were considered to be symbols of the light of the stars and the Gods. However, most people just referred to them together as the Holy Lake.Edward selected a plot in the corner of Babus' cemetery. The original gravekeeper, Old Chuck, had died. So, at this moment, the entire cemetery was vacant.

Due to the heavy casualties in Babus after most of the buildings had burned down, an urgent reconstruction was underway. Perhaps it was due to the redemption from the gods or because of the hope borne from the fluctuation from despair to salvation, but the city did not wallow in sorrow for long. Instead, the people quickly buried their dead and started to build a brand new Babus.

What Edward hadn't expected was that Adonis had not killed all of the royals. He had left his youngest sister, Aisha Monar, alive.

She had been found in a corner room of the palace. In order to stabilize the situation of the Mara Kingdom, and more importantly, to benefit the Church, the new Cardinal had appointed the little girl, who was barely ten years old, as the Queen of Mara.

Edward finished digging the grave and had placed Adonis' remains into an irregularly shaped coffin. It was only then that a silvery-white, diamond-shaped crystal, which was about the size of a bean, fell from the chest of Adonis' remains. Edward immediately recognized the crystal.

A Philosopher's Stone! Adonis must have managed to steal its manufacturing method and then succeeded in creating it by himself!

This was one of the most highly guarded secrets within the tower. It was also a very difficult witchcraft to master. Many Instructors could not master it, so his single-handed creation of the stone was a testament to Adonis' genius.

Edward sighed, not daring to remove it. Instead, he put it into the coffin with all the other belongings of Adonis and buried them all together in the cemetery. He didn't notice that this Philosopher's Stone had let out a faint glow as it made contact with Adonis' bones, almost as if it was about to literally merge with the remains.

Edward kneeled on the ground and fashioned a tombstone for Adonis, yet he did not write a name on it. He only signed his own name in the lower right corner as being a relative of the deceased. The inscription read: Erected by his brother, Edward Kelermo.

Edward stayed by Adonis' tombstone until the sun set, then he finally stood up and left Babus. He never returned to the city again.

Time flew by, until 10 years had passed..

In an unmarked plot in the cemetery, the ground suddenly shook. Then, a mound of soil was quickly kicked up and the sound of a smashed coffin rumbled from below it. A pale hand of only white bone broke through to the surface.

Creak, creak!

Dundun!

The tombstone collapsed and crumbled as a skeleton with a crown emerged from the grave. It stood in the darkness of the knight within the cemetery, buffeted by the frosty winds. In the background, the ravens shrieked among the shadows of the trees.

The skeleton had a sinister green fire within hollow eyes. Its bone structure was different from that of a human's, as it had a metallic color to it. Its joints were also wrapped in a strange layer of bone-like tissue, which allowed it to freely rearrange itself at will.

The monster looked around in a daze, yelling aloud to no one…

"Where is this?"

"Who am I?

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Chapter 173: Domain

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"Master, you seem to be very happy!" Eva stood in an old building, wearing a gray scarf that covered her silver hair, her mouth, and her nose.

She also wore a simple long skirt. At the moment, she was sweeping a room near the stairs. They were in Virginia, the capital of the Crete Empire.

Compared to Lu Zhiyu's last visit thirty four years ago, the city had become far more prosperous. The previous emperor, Vortigen, had passed away a few years back. The current reigning Emperor was Zolman II, who was the son of Vortigen and great-grandson of Zolman I.

During his reign, Vortigen had gradually weakened the influence of the Church. He had also minimized the presence of the Church of Light within Crete and weakened the gentry class in order to consolidate the imperial family's power.

Although the Church of Light still had men stationed within Crete, received religious taxes, and retained the power to surveil the nation, Vortigen's rights and freedoms had been much greater than those of Emperor Elliott VIII before him.

He was also much more capable than his brother Elliot VIII had been. Vortigen had pushed the Crete Empire to develop both its economic and military strength, his power increasing gradually as the empire prospered. The signs of his achievements could still be seen all over Virginia.

However, his ultimate goal to cancel the garrison and taxation by the Church of Light, which zoned the districts within his empire, had never been realized. So, when his son, Zolman II, inherited his throne, he also took on his same ambitions. However, Zolman II did not possess the same abilities as Vortigen, who was a ruler who defined an entire era.

In fact, at the time of Vortigen's death, his designated successor wasn't Zolman, but rather his younger brother, Owen. Sadly, Owen suddenly died of the same illness as Vortigen.

Zolman was then pushed to the throne by his uncle, the Prime Minister, Tembor. Right after ascending the throne, Zolman killed many of the other princes, his own brothers, which caused an uproar among many nobles.

After that, he dictated many new decrees and bills that courted the displeasure of the public and lost their respect. Tembor then took the chance to solidify his own power. As such, the situation within Crete was quite volatile and unique.

Lu Zhiyu stayed for a few days by the border of Crete, then headed straight for the capital. He decided to stay there for a while before departing with a caravan towards the desert empire of Batko.

Further to the east, past Mica Province, two mountain ranges and the Sea of Death, was the Great Kafra Desert. Only the top caravans could cross the Sea of Death because it required not only navigation through the vast area, but also the fortitude to adapt to the climate and also to survive the sandstorms.

Within the desert, there were also various magical beasts and monsters. Hence, no ordinary person would be able to survive.

This special route to the Batko Empire was named the Golden Road, since anyone who could pass through it would receive tremendous wealth. As such, only the wealthiest and strongest caravans would dare brave it.

Lu Zhiyu had booked one of these caravans. However, they needed some time to prepare before departure.

During the meantime, Lu Zhiyu would stay where he was. In this era, it was quite difficult to cross between provinces and countries merely for the sake of tourism. As such, people who wished to cross almost half of the Alen Continent for leisure, like Lu Zhiyu, were quite rare.

Lu Zhiyu then recalled that he actually had a house within the city. He had bought quite some time ago while he was traveling the world with Verthandi. It had been a long while since he'd been back there. So, Lu Zhiyu immediately had Eva bring the suitcases to his old mansion on the southern outskirts of the city and settled in to stay for the time being.

Of course, once they'd arrived, Eva did most of the cleaning. Lu Zhiyu started enthusaistically working in the study, drawing blueprint after blueprint. The entire desk was soon covered in his notes and ideas.

The Kingdom of God in the skies, Gaia, was not only God's Kingdom, but it was also Lu Zhiyu's sub-brain. The stronger it got, the more his calculation abilities would improve. Every time he came up with an idea, he would forward it to Gaia, which would process the likelihood of its success and projected progress rate.

Lu Zhiyu had been working on his mid-level mythical creature template in order to break through as a Level Eight mythical wizard. As mid-level mythical creatures possessed metallized cells, with stronger and better rounded abilities, this placed them on a different tier compared to low-level mythical creatures. This difference is made even clearer by their ability to absorb stronger ability templates, which then allows each of their cells to process a larger amount of information.

Lu Zhiyu had been considering several designs for the template. To improve upon the original single or multiple special abilities possessed by low-level mythical creatures, he was aiming to develop complex and dynamic skill sets that would allow a higher degree of control. Also, as the current low-level mythical creatures could only affect some of the atoms, he wanted to allow for his new design to affect wider areas and control entire zones with their mind power.

Domain?

This was Lu Zhiyu's initial thought after observing the battle between Edward and Adonis through Gaia. He found that the battle between the two seemed to be less of a competition of techniques and more of a fight to control each other's domains. They had continuously invaded each other's mind power control range and probed these domains for weaknesses in order to land that one fatal hit.

Wasn't this sort of ability equivalent to having achieved the mastery over the movements of atoms within an entire domain? If so, it could be honed to allow the formation of a personalized dominion, where all of the atoms would be free to manipulate!

Lu Zhiyu's dreamspace was also moving towards the direction of being a domain, yet he felt that, at present, it was merely a dimension of information and awareness. It was the mid-level mythical lifeforms that would be able to control atomic laws within the physical realm.

At this point, Lu Zhiyu was bursting with excitement. He had been stuck for quite a long time, so this tiny breakthrough was tremendous!

As Lu Zhiyu was beyond himself with delight, he was interrupted by Eva, who was cleaning the room. Lu Zhiyu looked at Eva and suddenly remembered that she was a metallic lifeform.

Her brain was completely made of metallic cells, so unlike regular lifeforms, she naturally had the disposition to ascend to Level Eight mythical status. Yet, she had not undergone any witchcraft training, nor did she possess mind power. However, to Lu Zhiyu, those were not big issues.

Lu Zhiyu immediately stepped towards Eva, who was standing below the stairs. He smirked deviously at her and asked, "Eva, do you want the power of God?"

Eva stared at Lu Zhiyu in confusion. Her innocent eyes could not detect his ill intentions, so she quickly replied, asking, "The power of God? Is it useful? Can you eat it? Oh right, Eva doesn't need to eat!"

"Eh?" This was not the answer Lu Zhiyu had expected…

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Chapter 174: Freezing Time

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Lu Zhiyu knew that atoms could exist as gases, liquids, or solids. Generally speaking, simple molecular control concerned only the movement of those atoms.

A much more difficult task would be the manipulation of the atom's internal rotations and vibrations, which could occur in various patterns. Those complex manipulations were still too hard to realize as of yet. Even mid-level mythical creatures did not have that capability since the rotation and vibration inside molecules occurred simultaneously in a linked and inseparable process.

Hmm, so suppose a user has complete control over all molecules. That would grant the user the ability to stop all molecules from moving. So, practically speaking, if the motion of an ordinary life-form was frozen, wouldn't that be the same as freezing it in time?

Lu Zhiyu thought to himself about the possibility of creating a temporally static pseudo-domain based on this hypothesis. At the same time, he also thought about a design for a phase-change ability, which would allow the change between solids, liquids, and gases.

After he finished the first template, allowing the incomplete ability to stop motion, Lu Zhiyu named it the Time Freeze Domain. However, it would not yet allow a true mastery over time, since he still wasn't able to freely modify the laws of physics as he wished. To complete this ability, Lu Zhiyu would have to gain total control over all atoms and the 62 elementary particles.

But, even without God's omnipotent grasp over time manipulation, at this point, with this ability, a Level Eight mythical wizard should be able to exert some degree of control over the laws of space. By using this mythical template, a wizard would be able to modify the laws of time within their own domain.

Metallic life-forms truly are quite impressive!

Lu Zhiyu looked in front of him. Eva was using her mind power to make a large number of silver coins dance before them. He curled up by the windowsill, soaking up the warmth of the sun as he watched her demonstrate the new abilities that she had just learned.

Eva was wearing a long black dress, and her short, silver hair was blowing messily in the air. A row of silver coins was dancing delicately in the air, trailing behind Eva's dainty figure.

He wasn't sure if this monstrous learning ability was a strength that was common to all metallic life-forms or if Eva was just particularly gifted due to the modified metallic cells that he had inserted within her. Certainly, her awareness was far stronger than any ordinary person's.

With just a little guidance, Eva was already on par with Level Four wizards who had been training for decades. This discovery of her brilliance was almost as unnerving as when Lu Zhiyu had found Sakun and his spontaneous generation of a soul though brute strength!

Yet, even though Eva demonstrated promise, the weakness of metallic life-forms in general was their incapability of spawning through natural means. It was far more difficult for this process to occur naturally, at least when compared to carbon-based life-forms.

Even Lu Zhiyu's creation of Eva was based, in part, on some level of luck. This luck had been necessary, even though he had a cheat level mind power ability to process information.

After watching Eva complete her dance with an elven grace, Lu Zhiyu couldn't help but clap in admiration, declaring, "It's beautiful and amazing! How wonderful!"

Eva bowed to Lu Zhiyu and replied, "If Master desires it, I will perform again for him at any time."

"No hurry. In the past few days, you have extracted enough mana from the magic network for your awareness to transform into mind power. Now, you are at a very critical juncture. You must completely merge your mind power and awareness. This is an important step within Level Four."

Then, Lu Zhiyu suddenly stood up. He took out a fist-sized, silvery-white, and diamond-shaped crystal from his chest area.

The crystal had a light transparency to it and looked as if there were mountains and clouds contained within it. It was almost as if there were countless magnificent scenes and secrets sealed inside it. The crystal also generated a deep sense of desire within the hearts of all who observed it.

These qualities became even more prominent when a light was shone upon the crystal. The refraction of the light rays created countless shadows that covered the surroundings with a layer of silver and white illumination, which gave out soothing waves like a pulsing and life-filled ocean.

Eva crossed her arms and stood in the middle of the living room. She looked curiously into Lu Zhiyu's hand at the crystal, then asked, "What is that?"

Lu Zhiyu replied, "A Philosopher's Stone. It is something Level Four wizards must use in order to break through."

Lu Zhiyu looked at Eva, the corners of his mouth curling up and his eyes dancing. "Even if you break through Level Four, you will still be far from a mid-level mythical creature. You will not receive immortality either. But, as a metallic life-form, you should have no problem with mastering some of the domain control abilities soon."

Eva looked at Lu Zhiyu and said obediently, "I will do anything, as long as it is useful to Master. I am your possession."

Lu Zhiyu replied, "You would have reached this step in the future anyways. Evolution does not stagnate. It always moves forward. Eva, you are the first metallic life-form that I have made, so you have been born with an almost eternal life and superior capabilities for evolution. Of course, I also have my own selfish motives in pushing you toward this path, as I hope that you can stay with me forever as my assistant on my long journey to explore evolution."

Eva's eyes showed a glimmer of light as she nodded, then said, "I am more than willing to do this!"

The level up went very smoothly. The mind power stabilizing formation, which was drawn on the ground, streamlined Eva's mind power as the Philosopher's Stone glowed and floated in the air. Lu Zhiyu's mind power could sense Eva's mind power as it diffused like rays of light and poured into the Philosopher's Stone. Her awareness and mind power stimulated the powers inside the Philosopher's Stone.

Finally, after all of her mind power had been activated, it poured back into her brain. The original metallic cells then eroded and synthesized into mythical metallic cells.

Lu Zhiyu stood in front of her and watched the mind power flow into her witchcraft space. He then branded the Time Freeze Domain template into Eva's metallic cells.

Immediately, all of the metallic cells began to assimilate with the life template into each of her mythical cells. From that moment onward, Eva possessed the Time Freeze Domain, which could already be called a godly power. Eva had officially become an existence that could interfere with the laws of God as naturally as she could breathe.

When Eva opened her eyes, a violent light shone out of her jewel-like eyes. It shone through the room and created a powerful force field that instantly covered the entire courtyard.

Thump!

With a crisp sound, two exquisite clocks appeared in front of her pupils. They were both fixed at zero, as the moment that the forcefield appeared, everything in the space had stopped moving. The mosquitoes, the flies, the worms on the ground, the birds in the sky, all of them stopped moving, as if they had been frozen by the clocks.

A frog in the backyard had just leapt into the air, and the splashes it left were now frozen specks of ice in the air. Everything was motionless. The wind in the sky, the flow of the air, every single movement from molecules had halted, as if all beings were in a snapshot.

Tick-tock!

The clocks suddenly began to move. After a slight stutter, they began to move faster and faster. The water in cups began to evaporate and all of the birds and beasts died instantaneously, then began to decompose immediately. All sorts of objects, including the furniture, the stone walls, the gold and silver tableware and the candlesticks, began to destabilize as well.

Lu Zhiyu tapped Eva's shoulder, urging her, "Wake up!"

Eva finally regained her bearings and stared at Lu Zhiyu and everything around them. If Lu Zhiyu hadn't stopped her, the clock would have rotated clockwise and she would have accelerated the time inside the space. Then, everything inside the space would have been destroyed!

Eva looked at Lu Zhiyu, completely at a loss. "What was that power?"

The corners of Lu Zhiyu's mouth crinkled. "The Time Freeze Domain!"

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Chapter 175: The Ambassador from the Holy Seville Empire

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Eva was picking out Lu Zhiyu's clothes. She chose a light red pullover with a belt, which she then paired with a white undershirt, white trousers, and black boots. It was a very popular style in the capital.

Eva then brought him breakfast. Though Lu Zhiyu had no real physical need for food, the habit of eating had remained with him, so he continued the ritual regardless.

"Master, where are you going today? The National Library again?" Eva asked, while she poured him a glass of wine.

The National Library was the largest library in the city of Nia. As such, it had collected some books within the last few years that Lu Zhiyu hadn't yet seen. This was why Eva had assumed that he might be heading there.

"Not today. Let's join the fun in the streets instead," he replied.

The streets within the city were very lively. This was because the ambassador from the Orc nation, the Holy Seville Empire, was coming to meet the Crete Empire Emperor Zolman II.

This would be the first diplomatic meeting held between the Crete Empire and the Holy Seville Empire. It would also be the first diplomatic meeting between human and orc countries in many years. The meetings were intended to help the two sides ease the tension between their races, so everyone present was in a great and hopeful mood.

Since the formal exchanges between their countries had been almost non-existent, trade had only been carried out privately by individuals. As such, both sides wished to improve the situation by negotiating a series of border trade regulations, as well as a series of bilateral cooperation initiatives.

At the same time, the Holy Seville Empire was struggling to combat the orc slave trade. This time, the ambassador had come with the added goals of having the Crete Empire ban orc slavery in exchange for the return of a large number of enslaved orcs.

However, this goal would affect the profits of many stakeholders in both the Crete Empire and the Holy Seville Empire. A small minority of the orc nobility also engaged in the slave trade by secretly trafficking some of the weaker orc ethnic groups to the humans. As such, these slave traders had amassed a large fortune by making a huge enterprise. It's also worth noting that, at the same time, many human slaves were also imported into the land of the orcs.

Added to all of this, the upper echelon of the Crete Empire intended to establish diplomatic relations with the Holy Seville Empire in order to exert further pressure upon the Church of Light for more concessions and compromises on their part.

As this was the first diplomatic meeting between the humans and the orc kingdom, there was naturally a large amount of interest. The Holy Seville Empire was a powerful dynasty, as it was the first ruling power to unite all of the orcs in the northern Alen Continent.

A large number of civilians stood on the streets, awaiting the arrival of the ambassador and the meeting with King Zolman II. In the early morning, the gates of the city had opened early, and the crowds had immediately streamed into the streets.

People were everywhere, in the streets and alleys, and on the houses and roofs. Many women huddled together, shouting down from their perches above street-level.

The last war between humanity and the orcs had taken place forty years ago. At that time, the Crete Empire and the Church of Light had joined forces and invaded the Kingdom of Menkaure. It had taken less than a month to ransack the country and terrify all of the orcs. None of the orcs had dared to venture south since then.

Since that time, forty years had passed. Among the orcs, there were still some who were hostile towards humans, yet humans had long forgotten the threat of the orcs. For them, the lands of the orcs were merely some distant cold, barren, and desolate regions in the north.

They also considered the orcs as being a weak and barbaric race. Compared to the prosperity of the humans, the orcs could only play a supporting, minor role.

This arrogance and contempt was present in the hearts of all the members of the Crete Empire. This time, they were not here to witness the arrival of the ambassador, but to see a vassal nation pay tribute!

They had long forgotten that the orcs were an intelligent race that had formed city-states long before humanity had even heard of civilization! In fact, a thousand years ago, the orcs had almost pushed humanity to the brink of extinction.

If the first emperor, Golden King Ahenaten, had not united humanity and defeated the twelfth orc king, Wolf King Costa, at the Red River Plains, humanity would never have even had the chance to develop!

Instead, the orcs would have likely invaded the south and occupied the entire Alen Continent. In that case, humans would have become either a marginalized vassal state or been completely annihilated!

At the moment, a large number of soldiers blocked the road and were maintaining order at the gate. This was in preparation for the reception of the orc ambassador.

Although the Crete Empire looked down upon the orcs, the Seville Empire was still a powerful dynasty that had unified the entire race of the orcs. Also, its army numbered within the hundreds of thousands! So, no matter how much the humans looked down on them, they paid careful attention to etiquette, so as not to offend the other side.

The gates opened and many armored lion-people knights advanced inside. They entered the city in a striking and imposing manner. The rows of the human soldiers standing at the sides could sense the battle-hardened aura that was being emitted from the lion orc knights from the north. They were stunned.

As the people of the city also witnessed the cavalry entering the gates, they gazed in awe at the hundreds of knights marching in unity. They held their breaths until the procession had passed, then began engaging in fierce debates.

"Was that the cavalry of the orcs? It seems like they're about to eat us!"

"Yeah, I heard that these savage orcs actually love eating humans."

"That's so scary! The orcs aren't as weak as I thought!"

"They don't look too different from us. Their faces are a bit hairier though."

"The leading general is also an orc? I couldn't tell at all!"

Their leader was Allen Yi Wensi, one of Verthandi's original Holy Knights. He was a direct subordinate of Verthandi, and was one of her earliest followers, ever since the conquest of the Amos Icefield on the quest to slaughter the dragon Frost. He was also one of the greatest generals and central figures of Holy Seville.

Moreover, unlike Verthandi's other Holy Knights, Allen Yi Wensi was a human being. As such, he had a very unique position within the upper echelons of the orcs.

He was chosen this time precisely because of his status as a human being and his illustrious career. By sending a high ranking official like him to Crete, Holy Seville was demonstrating its commitment to building a relationship between the two countries.

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Chapter 176: Return of the Devil

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Lu Zhiyu and Eva stood in the crowd and watched the brown-haired middle-aged knight pass by on the King's Road. There was an air of gravitas and dignity about him as he headed to the palace.

As the group traveled along, the crowds surged forward, trying to catch a glimpse of the legendary Holy Knights and the famed Northland Cavalry.

"Master, do you know the person at the front?" Though everyone else was watching the cavalry and the Holy Knights, Eva's focus was on Lu Zhiyu's suddenly changed facial expression.

Lu Zhiyu tilted his head and looked at Eva. "You know me very well! Did you guess by looking at my expression?"

Eva nodded. "Master is usually always smiling. However, when something is on your mind, or you are reminiscing about something from the past, you tend to have a placid expression no your face."

Lu Zhiyu wasn't too happy to hear her words. "Hmm? I smile from my heart, so it sounds I seem insincere in your opinion…"

Eva didn't speak, her silence basically affirming this notion. Lu Zhiyu then rolled his eyes and said, "I have met him once before. At that time, he was just a very young boy, but…"

Lu Zhiyu's words trailed off, then he was silent for a long time, while watching Allen Yi Wensi pass by. Allen Yi Wensi did not lower his gaze or notice the two. Lu Zhiyu looked on as Allen Yi Wensi headed towards the palace, then he finally spoke.

"Looks like the Crete Empire will be thrown into a flurry!" he said.

Lu Zhiyu had met Allen Yi Wensi, while he was a guard for Elias' merchant caravan. Elias had taken pity on him, hiring him when he was less than twenty years of age and had a face that seemed worn far beyond his years. Now that the man had become middle-aged, he seemed sharper and more reserved than ever.

The owner of the caravan, Lu Zhiyu's old friend Elias, had long since died. Since then, Allen Yi Wensi had become a Holy Knight of the orc's Holy Seville Empire and the Commander of the Northern Army. He also just happened to be one of the leading figures of the land of the orcs.

Moreover, Allen Yi Wensi was the youngest son of Count Yi Wensi, the former prime minister of Crete Empire. Count Yi Wensi was once an influential figure of the Crete Empire during the reign of Elliot VII. After the ascension of Elliot VIII, he had been promoted and given a generous pension. During the entire reign of Elliot VIII, he had been the prime minister of Crete and stood among the top powers of the Crete Empire.

However, he had participated in the Gathering of Nobles and launched a conspiracy against The Church of Light. In the end, he had been made a scapegoat, being sold out by Duke Vortigen.

After the coup, Duke Vortigen successfully took over as the emperor, while Count Yi Wensi followed Emperor Elliot VIII into death. Most of Yi Wensi family was also slaughtered, with only two of Yi Wensi's sons surviving. The older son, Pazak, died in an accident in the empire of the orc, which left only the young Allen Yi Wensi to carry on the family legacy.

Allen Yi Wensi had often dreamed of returning to his home city, as Nia was where he had grown up. Yet, at the same time, this place was the origin of his nightmares, the reason why he woke up in horror amid so many sleepless nights.

Looking at Nia, he was flooded with memories. Since his childhood days spent there, many decades had passed. Countless buildings had undergone renovations. The difference was immense. Even the King's Road had been expanded, although traces of its old form could still be seen.

Allen·Yi Wensi had thought about his return many times, but he had never thought that he would return to the Crete Empire as an ambassador of the orcs. Right now, he felt like a complete outsider, as he was not representing the humans, but the orcs empire.

"The Holy Knight leading the orcs doesn't seem to be an orc!"

"I heard that the ambassador is a human!"

"How is that possible? How could a human being become a dog of the orcs?"

"Why else? For the sake of power! Some people would even sell their parents for power, so why would it be strange to sell out to the orcs?"

After finally arriving at the palace, Allen Yi Wensi dismounted amid the fierce murmurings of the crowd. His eyes were filled with a sinister darkness as he looked upon the magnificent palace hall and the prosperity of the kingdom.

The faces of all of his slaughtered relatives appeared before him, the bloody faces of his father, uncle, aunt, mother and brother. He had never forgotten the grievances that the Crete Empire had dealt upon House Yi Wensi under the rule of Emperor Vortigen and the persecution from the Church of Light.

Allen Yi Wensi remembered clearly how Vortigen had ascended the throne by stepping over the dead bodies of his family, and how the Knights of Light had hounded his mother and brother, forcing them to flee to the lands of the orcs. Finally, he could not forget how his mother gave up her life in order to save him and his brother.

Each memory was like a knife stabbing into his heart. In fact, these acts of injustice were the driving forces for his continuous advancement. He had been working hard for decades, awaiting this very moment.

As he crossed the King's Road, Allen Yi Wensi's mouth curled up. His head lowered as he remembered the deaths of his mother and brother. His brother had uttered these last words before he had perished: "When I return, darkness will hang over the entire Crete Empire. The earth will be torn apart, and blood and fire will stain the heavens!"

The closer he got to the palace, the more genuine the smile on Allen Yi Wensi's face became. His mount was stopped at the palace entrance, where the Prime Minister of the Crete Empire, Tembor, stood waiting to personally receive him at the top of the palace steps.

Allen waved his hand, and all of the knights dismounted neatly in sync. At the same time, Allen took off his gloves and walked up the steps to greet the waiting Prime Minister Tembor.

"Hello, Lord Holy Knight Allen, His Majesty is waiting for you." Tembor was a fat middle-aged man, but he was charismatic and polite.

Allen Yi Wensi looked at Tembor and recognized immediately that he was the real power behind the current Crete Empire. In fact, it was already commonly said that he had more power in the Crete Empire than even Emperor Zolman II himself!

"Duke Tembor. Our Holy Seville Empire came here bearing the flag of friendship. We hope to resolve the trade dispute and thus end the friction between our two countries. This is a win-win situation for both of us. As such, we hope to get the full support of the Duke," Allen said, while he shook Tembor's hand.

Duke Tembor replied calmly. "Of course, His Majesty also hopes to be a friend of the Holy Seville Empire. He will be hosting a banquet for you tonight. We hope that you will attend."

Allen Yi Wensi nodded happily. "I would be very honored!"

"Great, the emperor is waiting inside!" Tembor said.

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Chapter 177: Canal and Slavery

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Crack!

"Hurry up, we're approaching the deadline! If you can't finish by the end of this month, you'll be used to fill the canals as sacrifices to the gods!"

"Work faster!"

As the guards yelled menacingly from above them, the scorching sun was hitting a large number of shackled slaves at the foot of the mountain. They were digging stones and carving out a canal under relentless whippings.

Thousands of slaves were working on this incomplete river canal day and night. It was a grand canal, the construction on which had been started three years ago. At that time, the Crete Empire had gathered nearly 200,000 slaves from all over to use for free labor.

The grand canal stretched from the south of Crete and led all the way to the Red River Plains. Ever since the beginning of its construction, it was doomed to be a river made of blood and tears, as it was the flesh and blood of countless slaves that fueled the huge project.

The bodies of slaves were littered along every stretch the road within the construction site. It was as if the blood and tears of these hundreds of thousands of slaves had stained its every corner.

This was also the largest man-made project in the history of the Alen Continent. It was created under the auspices of Prime Minister Tembor. Once completed, it would connect the southern Nami River with the Red River in the north, then pass through Crete. The three major lakes in the territory would then form an essential transportation route that would link the northern and southern regions of the Crete Empire.

Salt City, which was located not too far from the Red River Plains, was also enveloped within the scope of this canal, as it was the largest salt producing area in the Central and Northern regions. In fact, it was a natural salt field.

As all living beings required both water and salt, if the migration patterns and settlements of the ancient tribes were tracked, it would be clear that they had migrated along both the sources of fresh water and the salt production areas. After all, without salt, it would have been too difficult for them to survive. Hence, since ancient times, salt has been seen as a necessity for survival, making it like a true currency, comparable to gold!

The Red River Plains were the largest natural salt field in the middle of the continent. Since ancient times, the orcs and the humans had launched repeated wars and massacres, fighting over control of the salt field.

As such, the ownership of the Red River Plains changed constantly throughout history. It could even be said that the war between Golden King Ahenaten and the Wolf King Costa had stemmed from the conflict over this area.

The establishment of the canal was due, in part, to the geographical location of Salt City and the increasing demand for salt in the Crete Empire. The original salt transportation route spanned several thousand miles, so even if the Crete Empire specially built roads for transporting salt, they could not satisfy the needs of the entire empire. For this reason, many business-minded merchants began to transport salt for a living. However, even then, they still could not meet the growing demand.

After decades of peace, the population of the Crete Empire grew exponentially, finally exceeding 15 million! However, the Crete Empire still had no major salt production sites besides Salt City.

In order to meet the growing demand for salt and increase the connection between the northern and southern regions of the Crete Empire, thus developing commerce and trade, Duke Tembor issued a project to build the canal. At the same time, in order to win popularity with the people of Crete and most of the nobles, Tembor released the bloody and inhuman Orc Slavery Bill.

Originally, a large number of half orcs had resided within the empire. After the emperor and the prime minister signed the bill, all of them became slaves.

As a result of the bill, hundreds of thousands of orcs inside the Crete Empire went from living within a negative environment of rejection and suppression to being held captive as slaves, having all of their freedom and rights stripped from them overnight. As this occurred, a large number of those orcs were shipped straightaway to the construction site of the canal.

These slaves were brought in with ropes and shackles. Day after day, they built the project that would bring happiness and development to the humans of the Crete Empire. Yet no one would remember the tears and misery of these orc slaves.

No one had ever thought that their happy and stable lives had actually been built upon the pain and sacrifice of others. The humans were drunk on the glory of their own lives, unaware that every drop in their feasting cups was stained with the blood of the slaves!

Jorkins was a hard worker from a family of cat half orcs. At his tender age, he should be at home helping his mother do farm work. Instead, three years ago, after Tembor had signed the Orcs Slave Bill, earth-shaking changes had occurred in Jorkins' world. He was sent to build the canal with his father and younger brother, while his mother and younger sister were sent to other places to serve as slaves of the Crete Empire.

Two years ago, Jorkins' father had died because his aged body couldn't keep up with the workload. Six months ago, Jorkins' younger brother was struck in the head by a falling boulder, which killed him instantly. Jorkins knew that it would be his turn next.

If it continued on like this, he was sure that he would definitely die here. He was already deemed as a replaceable product, as no one treated the orc slaves as people. It was impossible to change their destinies, unless…

Jorkins immediately remembered the orc slaves that had contacted him a few days ago. They were different from the other orc slaves, as there were quite a few of them. They were tall and had strong muscles and the eyes of tigers and wolves.

If they are not slaves, how did they get in? What are they here to do? Jorkins was sweaty and felt dizzy from fatigue. He felt like a zombie. At this moment, he remembered these words: "Orcs will never be enslaved!"

This sentence was like a quiet scream, bringing peace to his mind. The notion gave a rush to Jorkins, one that worked its way through his entire body. He trembled involuntarily and echoed the line in his mind repeatedly. It was like a slogan that reignited the passion in his heart.

It was already late at night, but there were still lights illuminating the way. Many people were lurking in the shadows, all of them still busily working on the canal. This was because the deadline for the project was near, and if they could not finish it on time, most of them would be killed.

Moreover, the guards and officials responsible for the river project would also be punished. As such, over the last ten days, the humans had been working them non-stop, urging them on angrily with whips and lashings.

Many slaves could not bear the burden of such relentless labor, so overworked and diseased corpses were strewn all over the site. These bodies would be dragged into the pits and discarded, whether the beings themselves were dead or alive. After all, it made no difference to the guards, as all of those who couldn't keep up would be treated as dead bodies.

In light of such harsh circumstances, no one dared speak up. They just continued in their drudgery, as the construction workers and soldiers stared at them like vultures. Their slightest move would be treated as an act of rebellion and swiftly suppressed.

It was because of this horrible mistreatment that Jorkins could sense a hidden anger within everyone's hearts. They only needed a small spark, and everything would instantly detonate, releasing all of that hidden anger and resentment!

"Fire! Fire!"

Suddenly, a fire appeared in the distance. Everyone looked up and looked towards the flames, shouting and causing a real ruckus!

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Chapter 178: Rage and Shame

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"The camp is on fire! I wish all of those abominable human soldiers would burn to death!" Someone from the crowd suddenly rushed towards the river and pushed one of the soldiers into it.

He then stole the sword of that soldier with his other hand, immediately turning around to slash the throat of the chief supervisor! One by one, the other slaves followed his lead and wrestled the supervisors beside them to the ground.

If they had been ordinary slaves, with no formal military training, then even if they revolted, it would be difficult to organize an effective resistance within such a short amount of time. In that case, if they had attempted to do so, they would have been defeated by these well-trained troops in an instant.

However, this was not the case, as the slaves who started the revolt had planned it out meticulously. Thus, they were able to easily kill the trained soldiers. Even the blood knights were quickly dealt with!

"Kill them all! I won't be a slave!"

"For freedom!"

"We must avenge our brothers and sisters!"

Jorkins picked up a rock and smashed it into the head of a middle-aged human, whose head caved in immediately. The blood splattered all over Jorkins' face. As it did so, Jorkins recalled the deaths of his father and brother, which only fueled his rage.

It felt as if all of the grievances and fears that he had accumulated throughout the past few years converged, and he howled out loudly. Then, countless other orcs joined his howl.

The chaos quickly spread through the surroundings, as all of the orc slaves continued to kill their human guards and steal their weapons. In fact, the entire canal project region was out of control, as tens of thousands of orcs slaves rushed out of the river area towards the camp.

Once the arrived there, they killed the troops stationed there, then armed themselves with their weapons. Several of the leaders brought men down to the other canals to liberate the other slaves.

It was clear that this slave rebellion would be a sensation all over the Crete Empire. Specifically, the slave rebellion of millions of slaves would bring a storm to the Crete Empire, which had been peaceful for many decades.Capital of the Crete Empire

A drizzling rain was falling upon the city. Inside the palace, a fierce quarrel was taking place.

Allen, the messenger of the Holy Seville Empire, had reached an accord regarding the border trade regulations, as well as a series of bilateral collaborations with the Crete Empire. Yet. they remained at an impasse over the issue of slavery.

Allen had delivered a handwritten letter from Lion Emperor Will of the Holy Seville Empire to Emperor Zolman II of Crete. He had passed along the word that Emperor Will hoped that Crete would abolish the Orc Slavery Bill. In this case, the slaves would either be given corresponding rights, or the Holy Seville Empire would accept these slaves for an appropriate price.

Emperor Will hoped that Crete and Holy Seville would severely crack down on the slave trade between both sides. Only then would a measure of equality and fairness exist between the humans and the orcs. This would also enable the facilitation of smooth trade and fair regulations between the two countries.

However, this request was strongly opposed by the nobles of the Crete Empire. Duke Tembor, in particular, completely flipped out. He said that, although the other conditions could be fulfilled, this one was absolutely impossible.

The reasoning he gave was that the canal investment had been going on for three years and involved the interests of many people. In particular, this project was promoted by Prime Minister Tembor himself. As a result, he had gained a lot of public support from the nobles and the upper class.

Hence, if the Orc Slavery Bill was abolished, it would deal a severe blow to his authority. As such, it was absolutely impossible for Tembor to allow the passage of Allen's proposal. This was why Tembor had voiced such vehement opposition to it.

Allen stood in the middle of the hall, which had long tables that were filled with Crete's nobles on both sides. Emperor Zolman II sat on the throne, like a statue.

He was idly watching the dispute between the Prime Minister and Allen. The friendly scene of peace and harmony was gone. Clearly, the Emperor was almost a complete puppet in Duke Tembor's hands.

As the aristocrats on the sides were having hushed discussions, Allen pointed at Duke Tembor, agitated. He then said, "My apologies, Duke, but in order to cooperate with the Crete Empire, we must have a guarantee that every orc in the Crete Empire will receive fair and equitable rights."

He paused for a moment, then continued. "As I can't see any trace of goodwill in your Orc Slavery Bill, it appears that you are simply using orcs as slaves, treating them as mere property or goods. Furthermore, within the Crete Empire, there are all sorts of measures that discriminate against orcs. As such, we can only cooperate when we are all on an even playing field."

Duke Tembor completely tore off his amicable mask and arrogantly ripped Emperor Will's letter to shreds. He then disrespectfully tossed the pieces onto the ground, saying, "Sorry, I don't think you know where you stand."

Duke Tembor then turned and looked around, spreading out his hands. "Humans are the lords of this land. You orcs are just some barbarians on the borders. In fact, you are weak races that are unworthy of even our consideration!"

Duke Tembor looked at Allen, then added, "Did you forget how our iron steeds crossed the Red River Plains and destroyed the Kingdom of Menkaure? The fire in the capital of Menkaure burned for three days and three nights. We gallivanted through your lands, while your people cowered like pigs!"

He gave him a withering look, then continued his tirade. "The weak are not worthy of discussing equality with us. We have shown you our generosity and toleration, however, you are ignoring our goodwill. Report back to your Emperor, then hopefully he will be able to face reality."

When Duke Tembor finished speaking, the nobles on both sides roared with laughter. They were looking at Allen as if he was a clown, all of them snickering among themselves…

"How dare the orcs try to impose conditions upon us?"

"Yes, we have already been so magnanimous, but these animals actually want more?"

"If they annoy us, we can always slaughter our way into their lands again!"

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Chapter 179: Overcast Clouds

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All of the people around Allen laughed wildly, while Duke Tembor stepped on the letter that his master had written in his own hand. They all held their bellies and jeered at Allen.

Allen was furious. As he unsheathed his long sword, a white light flashed across Duke Tembor's body. The marble floor was instantly split like tofu, a crack over ten meters in length opening on the ground.

The scene suddenly became silent, as Duke Tembor felt a chill creep upon him. He fell to the ground, unable to stand up for a long time. Several people immediately shouted in unison, "Protect the Duke!"

At that moment, a large number of soldiers rushed in and surrounded Allen. As they did so, Allen sheathed his sword inside its scabbard and exclaimed, "I am a Holy Knight of the Holy Seville Empire. As such, I represent not only the emperor, but also the gods! His highness obtains his powers from the gods. If you dare insult the authority of my king, you will be smited by the gods."

Allen looked at the soldiers around him, then demanded, "What do you want to do? Do you want to fight the Holy Seville Empire? Hundreds of thousands of our troops are currently stationed in the northern border…"

At this time, Emperor Zolman II stood up and said, "Let it go."

Duke Tembor stood up, stared at Allen, then finally said, "Return!"

Allen turned around and walked down the steps of the palace, surrounded by the elite knights. Later that same evening, Allen immediately took his elite guards and fled the city before the gate closed.Dark days followed, as the capital was barraged with wet weather. It drizzled for several days. Amid the deluge, a merchant caravan with a rose insignia approached the city.

The caravan was quite large, and upon entering the city, it went directly to a dilapidated old castle in the south district. This castle was originally the ancestral home of an old noble family.

The home had been sold to the merchants after the family had fallen on hard times, and had thus become their main base ever since. There were many elderly and women taking care of it, while the men conducted business outside.

A large number of armed young men immediately unloaded the caravan's goods and entered the castle. The entire caravan held nearly 100 people in it. As it was such a large envoy, men and women of all ages came to watch.

"Be careful to not let it get wet, you little daredevils! These goods are worth more than ten of your lives!"

"Hey you! Be careful!"

Among the shouts of the caravan's workers, Lu Zhiyu found the leader of the merchants. He was a large man, who looked somewhat shifty.

His image did not fit the impression given off by the team's rose insignia. However, when Lu Zhiyu handed him a letter and a few gold coins, he smiled and agreed to let them accompany the caravan.

Lu Zhiyu's goal was to travel to the desert empire Batko, while observing the local customs along the way. He also wanted to let Eva gain actual experience beyond the textbook knowledge in her head.

Lu Zhiyu thought that this would be more conducive for the development of Eva's wisdom and education. Currently, although she was quite intelligent, Eva had a tendency to do some very stupid things because of her lack of common sense.

"You must travel around and gain more life experience to become wiser! That's what I did with Verthandi, and she became the emperor of the Holy Seville Empire!" Lu Zhiyu said to Eva.

The leader of the merchants, after agreeing to allow the pair to join them, said with a wide grin, "We will leave in three days. Come over before dawn, and I will arrange a carriage for you, with two meals per day."

The leader of merchants looked Lu Zhiyu up and down, then commented, "You look like a nobleman or scholar. Why are you going to the Batko Empire? I can tell you this will be a hard and dangerous journey, and it is definitely no place for someone delicate to fool around."

Lu Zhiyu laughed. "I am a scholar. I want to go to the Batko Empire to learn about the culture and customs of its people, then bring what I learn back to share with everyone. Also, since I am an awakened Blood Knight, I think I'll be able to help you."

The owner's face brightened immediately upon hearing this. He then said, "That's even better! You are welcome to join our Rosa Bianca Caravan. Our merchants are very powerful, as our team belongs to the Kingdom of Rosa d'Oro. As such, we can definitely give you a great experience!"

Lu Zhiyu took a closer look at the logo on the carriage, seeing the insignia of the Kingdom of Rosa d'Oro. But, after looking around, all he saw were elderly and weak people, as well as a few guards who had undergone only basic training. Although there were many merchants, there was not a single person that had awakened bloodline abilities. Many thoughts began to run through his mind at that moment…

How could such an insignificant merchant team be related to the Rosa d'Oro royal family?

The leader of the Rosa Bianca merchants did not tell me the full truth, but it doesn't seem to be a complete scam either…

Apparently, their merchants had no direct relations with the royal family of the Kingdom of Rosa d'Oro. Instead, it was a small team that was operating under the umbrella of the actual Rosa d'Oro royal caravan that had gotten affiliated to the actual team after paying a lump of money. As such, it was not weak, but it was also worlds away from being the actual Rosa d'Oro caravan!

Although their use of the Rosa d'Oro royal flag was a flagrant violation of the rules, the insignia was really useful. In many places, no one dared to offend the royal family of the Kingdom of Rosa d'Oro, so it saved them a lot of money and also protected them from many dangers.

Lu Zhiyu had trouble wrapping his mind around the thought that this unreliable looking caravan wanted to challenge the Gold Route, even though the leader of the caravan had apparently once led other merchants through the Sea of Death. Now, he was mustering up his courage to lead his own little team to brave the road to gold and fortune!

Despite his past experience, Lu Zhiyu knew that the man had drastically underestimated the dangers of the Gold Route. After all, just being familiar with the route was not enough, as the dangers and the sandstorms in the Sea of Death were things with which small caravans could not cope.

Lu Zhiyu had not imagined that the team that he had just found would be inexperienced, this being their first time braving the route. It was for this reason that he was almost certain that, once the team set out, they would be destined for complete annihilation in the Sea of Death…

Lu Zhiyu looked at the large number of the old and weak, who were now living in the dilapidated castle, then turned to look at the sly but well-intentioned big man in front of him. Despite his many misgivings, he agreed to travel with them anyway.

"Do not worry, we will protect you and your little girl. Our merchants are the best in the industry!" The leader confidently patted Lu Zhiyu's shoulder.

Lu Zhiyu couldn't help but smile. "Okay, I believe you."

As he was leaving, Lu Zhiyu suddenly remembered something and said, "If you trust my words, then you should try to return the elderly and the very young in this castle back to the Kingdom of Rosa d'Oro."

"Why?" The leader asked, puzzled.

Lu Zhiyu replied, "A war between the orcs and the humans is likely to erupt soon!"

The man immediately frowned. "Even if there was a war, it would not spread here. After all, this is the imperial capital of the Crete Empire, its most impregnable city!"

Lu Zhiyu said no more, only nodded. He then turned around and left, Eva following close behind him.

The brow of the merchant furrowed, as he contemplated Lu Zhiyu's words for a long time. For some reason, Lu Zhiyu was very convincing and had gained his trust easily. Due to the recent state of affairs in the city, as well as some bad news that he had received, the merchant leader began to also have some doubts…

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Chapter 180: Dream Lord

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"Open the city gate!" In the early hours of the morning, a soldier who had rushed for three days and three nights on horseback finally arrived at the capital, calling out to be let in. He was allowed inside after showing his credentials.

Panting, he handed over a letter from the governor of the northern Urabell province, which was controlled directly by the royal family. The letter was immediately sent to the palace.

Apparently, in the middle of the night, all of the top officials of the Crete Empire were notified about the uprising of hundreds of thousands of orcs slaves, as well as the chaos that had ensued in the aftermath.

The governor of Urabell quickly mustered thousands of his troops in an attempt to suppress the orcs before they could completely organize, but his men were defeated by the rebel leaders, who led tens of thousands of mutinous slaves. The governor had been killed in the chaos, and as a result, the entire Urabell province had fallen.

Emperor Zolman II and Prime Minister Tembor had held an emergency meeting overnight, within which, Emperor Zolman II seemed extremely agitated. He kept demanding for troops to be sent out immediately in order to silence the rebellion at Urabell.

His urgency could be explained by the fact that the Urabell province was an important source of tax revenue for troop recruitment. In recent days, Emperor Zolman II's power had been severely weakened due to a series of bad political maneuvers on his part. As a result, his uncle, Duke Tembor, had seized power, even gaining partial control over the military.

In addition, Zolman II's relationships with most of the royal family were strained at best. So, if he lost these royal territories, then he would fall completely out of favor with them. Although it had not been long since the last emperor, Vodigan, had passing away, Zolman II had already destroyed the progress he had made during his reign.

However, during the meeting, the Duke of Tembor and the other nobles were not as impatient as Zolman II. The way they saw it, this was only a rebellion that had been started by mere slaves. Among these slaves, there was not even a single trained soldier, much less any Blood Knights!

Instead, two hundred thousand peasants had simply picked up weapons, divided themselves into several factions belonging to different forces, and launched a revolt. In light of this fact, they would only need to send some of their knights to easily suppress them!

Moreover, these slaves were not human, but were only some orcs! As such, they would never be able to get any support in the Crete Empire, nor would they get any sympathy from the commoners!

Most importantly, the current chaos had not occurred in their territory, as most of the participants of the conference were direct allies of Duke Tembor. As such, they were more than happy to see the influence of Emperor Zolman II weakened. At the same time, this matter also dealt a major blow to the prestige of Duke Tembor, who immediately began looking for a scapegoat.

In actuality, this group wasn't worried about the rebellion of the 200,000 slaves, but rather the attitude of the empire of orcs in the north. The diplomat from the orc empire had taken a strong stance against Crete, which had ended in discord. Soon after, these slaves began a rebellion, which now posed an unbelievable coincidence.

"We must first suppress the rebellion initiated by these darn orcs!"

"Yes! No matter what conspiracy the orc empire is orchestrating, whether they have sent troops to our empire or not, we must first suppress these slaves!"

"Who are we sending to clean this mess up?"

"Have the nobles from the nearby territories sent troops? Ask them to annihilate these rebels in the name of His Majesty the Emperor!"

Amid a wealth of commentary, several documents, which had been signed in the name of the Emperor, were immediately distributed from the capital. Within a day, most of the people in the city had learned of the slave rebellion.

"I heard that the slaves had rebelled! There were 200,000 of them! They scorched and looted the province of Urabell. The entire Urabell province fell, and even the governor was killed." People continued whispering everywhere, even in pubs and alleyways!

"They're only mere slaves. The emperor and Lord Tembor have sent troops that will quell the rebellion soon."

"What about the orcs empire? Some time ago, the messenger of the orcs empire had asked us to release the orc slaves, which led to a dispute. A small misstep in this situation is likely to lead to a war."

Meanwhile, Eva changed her outfit, putting on a cloak and a hat. She then dutifully followed Lu Zhiyu, listening to the chatter en route.

"Master, why do humans have strange things like war?" she asked.

After looking at Eva, Lu Zhiyu said, "Because of their desires. Since human beings have desires, they will have disputes and differences, which will lead to wars. As long as desires exist, wars will as well."

Eva frowned at Lu Zhiyu, then thought for a long time. Although she had some thoughts on the subject, she did not fully understand it.

After entering the old castle of the Rosa Bianca caravan, they saw that the merchants were all packed up and ready to go. Many people, who seemed to have been living in the castle, were also packing up their things. In fact, it seemed like they were leaving the capital.

The leader of the merchants had heard about the recent rebellion and the conflict between the Crete Empire and the Holy Seville Empire. So, he had chosen to abandon their base here to return to their hometown in the Kingdom of Rosa d'Oro. Lu Zhiyu would be travelling with them through the Mica Province and the Sea of Death to the mysterious desert empire, Batko.

Lu Zhiyu was careful to not interfere with the war between the humans and orcs. After all, he was solely focused on his breakthrough to level eight mythical wizard and the mid-level mythical life template design.

After Eva had gained the ability to interfere with the Time Freeze domain, he was finally able to move this agenda along. Although Eva's Time Freeze domain was very powerful, it was still inferior to the abilities of a mythical wizard. As a level four wizard, her degree of control, her range, and her environmental effects were heavily restricted.

However, it was clear that this sort of mid-level mythical ability was formidable. In the range that she could control, all of the special abilities of the other party were completely neutralized. Thus, she was the master and ruler of her domain!

For comparison, Lu Zhiyu could utilize the Divine Kingdom Gaia in the sky to create an impossibly huge domain. Lu Zhiyu was going to upgrade his low-level mythical life template, Dream Control, to a mid-level mythical template.

Lu Zhiyu would then combine this area of effect ability with his ability over dreamspaces, since they were extremely compatible. In this way, the originally intangible dream space could directly change the real world by interfering with reality and manipulating the laws of the world!

This was not the same as the previous dream field, which had been created from his awareness and was based on the information plane. Instead, this one was based on a true interference upon reality. As such, its existence was projected upon reality. Now, Lu Zhiyu's ability was finally both illusory and real!

Lu Zhiyu was going to call this ability Dream Projection, and then name the mid-level mythical template Dream Lord. The Dream Lord mythical life template was still based upon the calculations of the Sub-Brain on Gaia in the Divine Kingdom.

This meant that, as soon as the construction of the template was complete, Lu Zhiyu could finally become a level eight mythical wizard!

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Chapter 181: The Winds of War

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After the decree from the Emperor of Crete, the counts and viscounts of several large territories in the vicinity immediately organized all of the local nobles to gear up and dispatch soldiers. The knights then mounted their war horses and charged together.

Under the command of the emperor, they began their bloody campaign. As the lords led an army of cavalries and soldiers, many merchants followed along to sell their products.

The logistical support team followed behind them in a long line. These merchants were tasked with handling all of the materials that were consumed, the properties that were looted, and all of the needs of the soldiers. As such, every war yielded them a significant profit.

The cavalry took the lead. Close behind them were the infantry, the archers, and the spearmen, who wore chainmail. They all marched in neat rows, the sound of their footsteps thundering across the earth.

As they moved, dust rose up, kicked up by both the horses' and the men's footsteps. An oddly oppressive and tense atmosphere was created by the clanging of the long swords against the shields as they marched. Their flag fluttered in the dusty skies, as the army crossed into the borders of Urabell and opened the curtains of the war.

Simultaneously, in the province of Urabell, chaos and violence was erupting. All of the cities and towns were closed off, while all of the young people in the city were being mobilized to guard it.

"Hurry, let us in!"

"I heard that the orcs slaves are coming soon."

"Can we defend the city?"

All the civilians from the towns and villages took their families and all of their belongings to flee to the cities, hurriedly congregating at the gates to enter and hide. Soon after this, a large orc army appeared in the distance. As they travelled, they cut down trees, quickly building various siege weapons out of them in order to attack the city.

As soon as the orc army arrived, they crazily mounted the city wall, thus starting a fierce struggle against the armed self defense forces led by the youths. The ordinary people within the city hid and shivered in fear.

The village was soon burned, flames lighting up the skies. The thick black smoke could be seen from dozens of miles away. The 200,000 orc slaves had broken free from their shackles, only to return to suffer a thousand times over in the Crete Empire! As such, many of the crazed orcs were filled with hatred and anger, leading them to slaughter and loot everyone and everything that came into their paths.

A large number of cities were destroyed amid the crazy frenzy. The orcs seized an abundance of wealth as they burned and looted the towns. Currently, the slave army was now surrounding the Urabell Governor in the provincial capital of Maples.

Seeing that the slave army had completely spun out of control, the group that had secretly planned and instigated the rebellion disappeared into the night. Their hearts were grieved to see that they brought such a huge disaster upon the entire Urabell province.

The army that entered Urabell did not rush to face the orcs. Instead, they began to route some of their smaller forces elsewhere, scattering them around the outskirts of the city. Thus, the areas that the orcs controlled were gradually eroded away. The orcs' options were beginning to shrink rapidly, as nearly 200,000 orcs had jointly attacked Maples for more than half a month, yet the city still refused to fall!

A large number of bodies had been left, piled up by the city wall.The whole situation immediately seemed to have tilted in the favorable direction of the Crete Empire.

Sensing this shift, the slave army was in the final throes of madness. A large number of surviving orcs formed scattered temporary regiments, armed only with the weapons that they had stolen.

They began to look at Maples again, seeing it as their last hope for survival. They also sent messengers to their home base, the powerful Holy Seville Empire, in search of aid and reinforcements.Meanwhile, back in the Holy Seville Empire, a large number of generals and noble knights in Sarga City were crowded in the palace hall. They were all extremely excited. However, the Emperor Verthandi was not among them.

"Do these darn humans think that we are still the same as we were a few decades ago?" A wolfman slammed his fist down on the stone table.

"How dare they humiliate the emperor this way? We cannot tolerate this! It is time to release the decades of hatred that we have accumulated since the destruction of the Kingdom of Menkaure. They took the lives of hundreds of thousands of orcs, after all!" a leopard man proclaimed.

As he spoke, the generals seated around the table all showed a deep hatred in their eyes. The leopard-people would never forget the damage that the Crete Empire and the Church of Light had dealt upon their homeland.

"It's time to decide the fate of the humans and the orcs! Who is the real master of Alen Continent? We have to show them how we have changed! We are no longer little powerless beings that they can bully. We are the powerful Holy Seville Empire!" a man from Verthandi's own race, an old lion noble, shouted out, then added, "We shall slaughter our way up the entire Red River Plains! This has continued for far too long. It is time to restore the glory of the orcs from the ancient times!"

Everyone was exuberant. The Holy Seville Empire had long been eager to start a war against humanity, but had only lacked a good enough reason. The suppression of His Majesty the Emperor had finally supplied one!

Verthandi had been thinking about establishing diplomatic relations with the Crete Empire, which would enable them to start trading, to cooperate in maintaining peace, and to suppress the war mongers in the Holy Seville Empire. However, after Allen was sent to the Crete Empire, the situation had completely changed.

The arrogance of the Crete Empire, coupled with the sudden rebellion of hundreds of thousands of orc slaves, made the voice of the main war party much more compelling. A large number of Holy Seville civilians were sympathetic to the plight of these orc slaves, and they hoped that the empire could save their enslaved brethren. As such, they pleaded with the empire to send troops.

Verthandi stood in the lounge behind the palace hall, where eight of her personal Holy Knights were standing by. She had gained control over the entire Holy Seville Empire with their support.

The armored Knights dared not say a word. They simply sat on the long table in the lounge, gazing at their emperor as she leaned on the window, a troubled expression on her face.

Verthandi wore a skirted armor, with a gorgeous cloak. A crown laid upon her golden hair, which she tied back from her face. Her white skin and soft face were creased in a solemn and dignified expression. Her beautiful golden eyes looked at the clouds in the distances.

She knew that she had to make a big decision. Even the emperor would not be able to ignore the voices of so many nobles and civilians in the Holy Seville Empire. She also knew that she could not abandon the hundreds of thousands of orc slaves…

However, she also was aware that, if she decided to engage in war, it would mean sacrificing the lives of countless humans and orcs.

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Chapter 182: The Fall of Maples

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Outside the lounge, a rush of footsteps could be heard approaching. The guards tried to stop the intruder, but were forcefully brushed off.

"Stand down!" All of the Holy Knights stood up immediately, yelling out in unison.

They looked at the door in fury. Yet, they relaxed when the armored intruder entered and took off his helmet. As they saw that it was actually a blonde wolf girl with crimson ears, each of the knights fell silent and sat back down.

It was Delmedi. She was already fourteen years old! She had grown so much since when Lu Zhiyu had first seen her.

She was much taller and more beautiful now, yet she still had a masculine temper, just like Verthandi had when she was young. Only, Delmedi was brasher and far more unruly!

As soon as Delmedi came in, she saw Verthandi standing in front of the window and exclaimed in anger, "Respected father, we should immediately declare war on the Crete Empire. Those who dare to tarnish your glory should all…"

Verthandi's slender eyebrows wrinkled as she looked at Delmedi, then commanded, "Get out. Who allowed you to enter? Take off that armor. It is not yet your turn on the battlefield."

The dispute between Delmedi and Verthandi ended with Delmedi's storming out, but during their discourse, Verthandi had made a decision.

As such, she turned and headed out. The Holy Knights opened the door to the lounge and followed her into the hall, where a large number of Holy Seville nobles and knights were waiting.

Since Verthandi was clad in her full gown, the Holy Knights immediately knew that the Emperor had made an important decision. All of them stood up in her presence accordingly. Everyone looked up and were chattering as Verthandi took her seat on the high throne.

"Everyone, rally your troops. We are going to welcome our compatriots." Verthandi drew the Sword of the King behind her back.

The crowd cheered and all of the orcs roared in approval. The Holy Seville Empire was an empire of iron that Verthandi and the Holy Knights had built with the support of the Faith of the Sun. In order to weaken the relationships that the people had associated with tribal powers, as well as to promote the integration between the various ethnic groups, she had governed the country by the strong rule of law. As such, the Holy Seville Empire had been completely transformed into a large and sophisticated machine.

After the emperor's order was issued, the entire Holy Seville Empire was mobilized. The Eight Holy Knights Corps had a total of 160,000 men in its cavalry. With the addition of regional regiments and the private armies of the nobles, a total of 400,000 troops headed south and crossed the Red River Plains, soon arriving at the border with the Crete Empire.

This was the first time in centuries that the orcs had started a war against the humans. A large number of orcs were wielding long spears. They looked like a dense forest from the distance.

The horses brayed as fully armored cavalry shone in the spring sun. The infantry had their long swords hidden in their scabbards, with their shields polished till they shone like mirrors. The flag of the Holy Seville Empire fluttered in the skies, and under the guidance of its holy banner, the army descended on the border.

The Crete Empire had not fought a war at its northern border in many years. However, the structure of defense at the border was an ancient fortress that was built over a hundred years ago. Thus, the soldiers who were stationed there now were no match for the original elites!

"It's a cavalry! The orcs are attacking!"

Foghorn sound*

"The orcs are coming!"

Above the city wall, the sleeping guard, who had discarded his sword on the side, immediately woke up and saw the invaders. He started shouting and sent out a warning horn blast. The news of the invading Holy Seville army immediately spread throughout the northern region.

The smell of smoke from the border spread throughout the northern border cities of Crete. As it was clear that war was on the horizon, the Holy Seville soldiers awaited with their arms pointed straight at the Crete Empire. As long as Crete made one wrong move, the two sides would immediately launch into an all out war.

This war might even involve the largest number of people in the Alen Continent's history, with the greatest amount of troop variations present! The Crete Empire had reached great heights within the last two hundred years. On the other hand, the Holy Seville Empire was the first unified empire of orcs. As such, it was widely known that to have huge war potential.

In the spring of the sixty-first year of the San Calendar, the Holy Seville Empire sent 400,000 troops to the border of the Crete empire, where they asked for the unconditional release of the 200,000 orcs slaves who were trapped in the Urabell Province, the abolishment of the Orc Slavery Bill, and for an official response from the signer of the Orc Slavery Bill, Prime Minister Tembor.

With the mobilization of such a huge force and the expenditure of this many resources, the Holy Seville Empire demanded that they must gain something. This was the decision that was made by the top officials of the Holy Seville after much deliberation with the Emperor.

An emergency letter was immediately dispatched to the capital, detailing the arrival of the orc army at the border overnight. Concurrently, the war in the Urabell province had reached a climax.Blood stained every corner of Maples, which was the administrative capital of the Urabell province. The 100,000-strong slave army had fallen into a deep despair. This was because the army of 30,000 Crete soldiers was marching towards them. They had defeated all of the slave regiments that were stationed at the cities en route and were about to arrive.

The entire Urabell province was an endless flat expanse. In fact, only Maples was located in a valley at the foot of the mountain. As such, its terrain was dangerous. Since the Cretan army currently had a great amount of siege equipment, the city was extremely vulnerable.

Moreover, there were only a few thousand defenders in Maples, along with a few thousand youths and a large number of old and weak citizens. They had held the city for a little over twenty days under the fierce attack of the 100,000-strong slave army.

The severity of the casualties had greatly affected Maples. Countless bodies of the defenders were strewn everywhere and almost all of the survivors were injured.

All over the the city, the screams and moans of the sick and injured sounded day and night. A heavy price was also paid by the slave army that was camped outside the city.

More than a dozen miles outside of Maples, the main camp of the orcs had been posted. All of them were mourning, as no one had thought that Maples would be such a difficult conquest. Although they were not elite soldiers, they had attacked the city over ten times, hoping that they could attain victory by sheer numbers. However, the city still hadn't fallen, even after 20 days.

This had caused a huge blow to their morale, especially as the army that was led by Cout Tito was pressing hard and steady at their heels.

At this moment, they had no way to retreat. If they did not take the city, they would die here.

The slave army, which had been created as a temporary fix, had its morale completely crushed. If Count Tito had not been pushing them to the brink of despair, they might have already scattered.

Inside the camp, everyone was despondent. They looked completely different from the crazed army that had been rampaging towards war just days ago. All of them seemed to now be recalling the fear that the Cretan army had instilled within them before.

Their thin, bony bodies huddled next to the fires, as they stared at the silver moon in the darkness. They did not know what their futures held.

Several of the leaders were arguing in the tents. Finally, a tall tiger-man stood up and roared. He then said, "The Holy Seville Empire should have received our request for help by now. The Empire will not give up on us. Our emperor will not abandon us. Right now, we only have one goal, and that is to take down Maples. That is our only chance for survival. "

The next day, the 100,000 cornered slaves attacked Maples like madmen, leaping upon the siege ladders and descending upon the city. They desperately pushed past the lethal waves of rolling wood and falling rocks, past the flaming oil and boiling water, their comrades falling on all sides. They charged forward like crazed beasts.

Maples stood under the assault of the nearly 100,000 slaves. It was like a leaf fluttering in a huge storm. Several orc leaders led the soldiers into the city on the frontlines, as both sides engaged in a fierce battle on the wall.

As the sun rose, a bright red cloud seemed to cover the top of the city. Blood was splattered everywhere.

The tiger-man was the leader of this carnage. He waved his broad sword, slashing through several soldiers. Then, after his sword pierced through a young human soldier, he pushed his body off the wall.

After the endless stream of orcs climbed up the wall, fewer and fewer soldiers were left alive to defend it. Finally, the gates of Maples were pushed open. The city had finally fallen.

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Chapter 183: Slaughter of the Orcs

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In the capital of Crete, a large number of high-ranking officials were having a tense discussion. Many people were arguing about the contents of the intelligence report, particularly the demands posed by the Holy Seville Empire. Crete needed to make a decision fast.

Prime Minister Tembor was quite concerned about the situation. After all, he was the main advocate of the Orc Slavery Bill that the Holy Seville Empire wanted to abolish. As such, he would likely be held responsible for the whole debacle!

No one would remember that many people had benefited from the passage of the bill. They would only remember that Tembor had brought war and strife upon them!

While many of the nobles were expressing their displeasure with Prime Minister Tembor, the emperor was also secretly trying to undermine him. The emperor had no sentimental feelings for his uncle.

In fact, he only felt complete hatred towards him. Moreover, as soon as there was the slightest chance, Zolman II would immediately remove Tembor to regain his full power.

On the central table, there was a map of the Crete Empire that showed the troop movements of the Holy Seville Empire. Many generals and nobles crowded around the table, trying to plan out the possible routes that Holy Seville would use for their invasion.

One of the officers took the lead, saying, "Holy Seville claimed that they mobilized an army of 800,000 troops. According to our intelligence, there should be at least 340,000 men there. Of those men, there are over 100,000 knights. Against that many elite troops and such a huge army, it would be very difficult to face them without adequate preparation."

He continued. "With three or four hundred thousand troops, these two places would be the only possible routes. No other places can accommodate such a military advance without being vulnerable to our interceptions. Thus, the route that they are most likely to take is the one along the Red River Plains, right by the Depps Grand Canyon."

Someone immediately replied, "But, we have a dozen unbreakable fortress cities blocking that route. As soon as we mobilize for war, we can send enough soldiers to deal with them, so that we would then have nothing to fear from the Holy Seville Empire!"

"Yes! We have strong soldiers and legions, and we are the powerful Crete Empire. We are not afraid of anyone!" At this time, Cardinal Leon from the Church of Light stood up in the back.

He wore solemn red and black robes that were embroidered with the sigil of the sun on the front and back. He looked at everyone, then said, "I am here today on behalf of the Pope to declare that the Church of Light will not participate in this war."

This declaration caused an uproar. The Church of Light's support was very important to the Crete Empire. As the Church of Light had directly announced that it did not support the war, Crete had just lost a powerful ally!

Emperor Zolman II stood up, immediately asking, "Why should there be a war at all? Have you all considered the opinions of the nobles and civilians in the entire Crete Empire? What we need is peace and stability. Why should we make such stupid choices for foolish reasons? We can choose to live in peace with the Holy Seville Empire instead!"

As Zolman II strongly criticized Prime Minister Tembor, most of the nobles also began to whisper among themselves.

After all, it was not in their interests to launch a war. In fact, it was completely unnecessary.

Though many of them were the confidants of Prime Minister Tembor, they also had their own interests to consider.

At this time, a guard rushed in. He was holding a letter from Urabell.

"It is a letter from Count Tito! What happened with the slave rebellion in Urabell?" The emperor immediately took the letter from the guard.

Count Tito was Tembor's nephew and a cousin of Emperor Zolman. He was a stalwart ally of Duke Tembor, so he had been placed in charge of suppressing the rebellion.

As such, he had steadily annihilated the rebellion in Urabell. However, while doing so, he had also weakened Zolman II's power within the province.

By the time he finished this conquest, it was likely that the royal family would have lost complete control of the province. This made Zolman II hate his own cousin quite a bit.

But, when he saw his letter, he began to laugh. As long as Count Tito pacified the rebellion enough to negotiate the exchange of the 200,000 slaves with the Holy Seville Empire and weakened the power and influence of Duke Tembor enough to drive him away, Zolman II would be delighted.

However, after reading the letter, Zolman II's face turned blue. The letter slipped from his fingertips, while a sinister smile appeared on Duke Tembor's face.

Duke Tembor picked up the letter, looked at it, then passed it to the other nobles around him. He tapped the gem above his cane and said, "We are past the time for negotiations! The war between us humans and the orcs is unavoidable. Since we have received this letter, the orcs at the border should have also received this news. As such, they will immediately cross the border and launch the war."

He paused, then said urgently, "We have no time to hesitate! I strongly suggest that we draft a war mobilization order immediately to deal with this war."Maples was a low-lying city that was located near the lower reaches of the Nami River. It was originally a beautiful and large city that overlooked the mountains and the river. Yet, right now, the whole valley within a radius of a hundred miles had been reduced to a soggy marshland.

Countless dead bodies floated in the water. They were pale and bloated and emitted a putrid stench.

These bodies extended all the way to the horizon. There were so many of them, it was impossible to row in and out of the city without dragging along the clothes of the dead.

Several fishing boats carried more than a dozen soldiers into the city. Along the way, they paddled past hundreds of thousands of dead bodies.

Even the sun seemed dimmer here. It was as if the entire population of Maples had been eradicated.

The group stood up and saw the peaks of Maples' city wall in the distance. It stood in the center of this vast swamp, surrounded by piles of the dead. There was not a single living soul in sight.

The water for the city had been diverted. The city was originally the last stop that was connected to several large lakes that passed through Crete and ended by the Red River. Count Tito had redirected the canal and flooded the entire city, thus drowning all of the orcs that were inside it.

Without sacrificing a single one of his men, Count Tito had easily killed more than 100,000 orcs. If they had engaged in direct combat, it would have taken far longer and resulted in far greater casualties. Thus, Count Tito had gotten rid of his enemies with the most expert method.

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Chapter 184: War and Glory

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Above the Red River Plains, the soldiers of Holy Seville stood in the setting sun, mourning the dead. Many soldiers were beating their shields with their long swords, as if trying to summon the souls of the departed.

A large number of clergy from the Faith of the Sun and their Temple Knights were kneeling on the ground. They kissed the sigil on their necks as they prayed in the direction of the sun. They were praying for the forgiveness of the gods, urgently hoping for a response from the divine.

"Why did they do this?" Jorkins was wearing the uniform of a Holy Seville soldier, a sleeveless chain armor. He had a shield on his back and a long sword at his waist.

As the initiator of the original rebellion, he had garnered considerable respect within the rebel army. But, since the beginning of the rebellion, he knew that they would continue to be pressured by the Crete Empire, so he had negotiated with the other leaders to lead a small number of his own followers away in the dead of the night.

They had snuck through the border of Crete to ask for help from the Holy Seville Empire. Then, after Holy Seville began sending troops, he had also volunteered to join them, thus becoming a captain. He then led 10 men and followed the mighty army back to the border.

Jorkins had hoped to meet his hundreds of thousands of compatriots back in Crete, but they had all been killed, dying at the hands of the Cretan nobility. Jorkins recalled each painfully familiar face, while he also thought of his father and younger brother, and of his mother and sister, who were still missing.

The memories washed over him like waves, filling Jorkins' face with tears. His eyes were bloodshot, too.

"I will never forgive them. I want them to pay!" Jorkins slashed his arm with his long sword, then raised his bloody arm into the air with fury. "This debt must be paid with blood!"

The anger within the army was ignited by his act, sending everyone into a fit of roars and battle howls. Each of them raised their weapons and roared in unison, "An eye for an eye!"

All of the Holy Knights and the nobles were huddled in the command center. All of them looked at Verthandi with red-rimmed eyes, hoping for her immediate command to dispatch the troops to hold the Crete Empire accountable for their heinous crimes.

"Your Majesty, send troops!"

"Do they think we are the same as we were decades ago? This time, they shall pay the price for the decades of humiliation that they have caused us!"

"We can't tolerate any further disgrace. They murdered hundreds of thousands of orcs right in front of our eyes. This is a clear declaration of war. They can only repay us in blood!"

At this time, a loud roar was heard from outside the tent. Everyone was immediately alarmed and stopped shouting. They walked outside and saw the excitement of the crowd.

As Verthandi, whose brows were already knit in consternation, heard the fury of thousands of her people, she could no longer suppress her own wrath. She drew the Sword of the King and pointed it in the direction of the Crete Empire.

Her golden pony tail was swaying and her golden eyes burned with anger. She then yelled, "We're moving out. They shall repay us in blood!"

All of the Holy Knights and the nobles howled in approval. The anger of hundreds of thousands of people resounded through the heavens. It seemed to set the sky itself on fire.

All of the soldiers in the camp packed their bags and arranged themselves into neat formations. They were divided into clear combat units under the control of their respective officers and lords, awaiting for the command of their emperor.

Verthandi, riding atop a white horse, led the Holy Knights to the very front of the army. All of the soldiers and knights looked at their emperor in awe.

As the Emperor had rescued the orcs from war and disaster, they had no doubt that she would lead them to a future of peace and prosperity. As such, they would always follow her, even to the ends of the earth.

It was clear that all of the soldiers had unconditional trust and admiration for Verthandi. It was as if the blonde figure in front of them was their faith and their everything!

Verthandi held the Sword of the King high as she passed her men. The streamer on its hilt fluttered in the breeze. Wherever she passed, cheers resounded like thunder.

"Long live the King!"

"Long live the King!"

"Long live the King!"

The cheers continued all the way to the horizon, as the passion of the men had been ignited. The only thing in their eyes was the figure before them. The world seemed so small and so insignificant beneath her rule.

"We will fight for justice! We will judge their sins!" Verthandi only said these two short sentences, yet all of her men seemed to take them as profound wisdom. Their eyes glistened with unabashed tears and they trembled with excitement.

After receiving Verthandi's orders, the army immediately launched into action. The troops crossed the Red River Plains and broke into the Crete Empire.

Smoke and war swept over the earth. Once again, the millenium of conflict between the orcs and humanity had resumed.In the capital of Crete, thousands of people were gathered around the palace. Many soldiers had been recruited, and the knights were spread across the square in front of the palace.

Even more civilians were standing off in the distance. They watched as Duke Tembor signed the war mobilization order. Afterwards, Emperor Zolman II also signed the order with an ashen face. He was clearly under extreme pressure.

At this point, this war was absolutely inevitable. The ordinary people of Crete were divided into two camps. One was extremely worried about the upcoming war, while the other thought that the orcs were complete jokes before the might of Crete.

The nobles and soldiers of the dominant war faction were still soaked in the might and glory of their bygone days. They cheered impatiently after the order was signed.

Duke Tembor raised the war mobilization order high in the air, the ink on the gilded paper still wet. He stood at the front of the stage, soaking in the cheers of the crowd.

The soldiers longed for the glory, titles, and riches that they had been promised. They knew that this war was their only way to obtain those things.

Prime Minister Tembor waved the document under the fluttering flag of the red bull of Crete, as he shouted, "This war is righteous, so we will win the ultimate victory! We will show those barbarians that we are the real masters of this land!"

Tembor's passionate speech inflamed the soldiers to cheer again. They screamed to the rhythm of Tembor's swaying arms.

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

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Chapter 185: A Battle for the Epics

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The skies of the Depps Grand Canyon were completely covered by a horde of black crows and vultures. The Canyon seemed to be covered in a gray mist that obscured everything in the darkness of the dusk.

Amid the smog, countless scavengers were preying on the piled layers of bodies. The birds of prey were constantly hovering over the air space, cackling with endless, terrible cries.

Human bodies had been dumped everywhere. The banners of Crete and its various noble families were scattered among the bodies, having been placed beside their dead masters.

Bohr and his protege Edward had rushed over and witnessed this shocking scene. They couldn't help but stand there, completely dumbfounded.

The tragedy and the sheer number of deaths from this great war between the humans and the orcs was terrifying. The total casualties from all of the wars in the previous centuries together paled in comparison to the catastrophes in Urabell and the Depps Canyon!

After they heard about the war, they rushed over to witness the power of the divine artifact, but they were too late. The Crete Empire had already been destroyed!

Edward stood at the entrance to the canyon, staring at the mountain of corpses and the countless vultures and scavengers circling over it. He looked to the left and right in shock.

Bohr also frowned, while he watched the scavengers feast on the mountain of bodies. He then said, "Crete is doomed. Its 300,000 coalition forces were surrounded by Lion King Will. Other than the cavalry that was led by Count Tito, which escaped by abandoning the rest of the troops, the rest were all obliterated. In fact, almost all of the elite troops of Crete have been completely annihilated."

He then added, "Crete is now unable to defend itself against the advance of Holy Seville. Humanity's largest empire, its most powerful cultural and political center, has been destroyed in this battle!"

Meanwhile, Bohr Kelermo rode his horse across the canyon. He looked at the bodies of the young soldiers, which were all stinking carcasses now.

In the center of the battlefield, a fan-shaped gash gouged through almost a kilometer of space. The entire ground was leveled and stripped away in this section, immediately attracting their attention.

Bohr dismounted immediately to observe the phenomenon, then asked, "So, this is the divine artifact, the Sword of the King? How such a seemingly arbitrary tool can hold such power is beyond my imagination!" Bohr carefully observed the traces left by the artifact, while he continued to mumble faintly.

It was clear what sort of impact this attack had made when it had first descended on the battlefield. When the two sides clashed, the white light of the sword fell from the sky, then ran through the entire enemy army.

It had even swept away the vanguards of the army! Moreover, this was not even the primary ability of the artifact! Bohr had also heard rumors that the sword was linked to the kingdom of the gods, and that it allowed its wielder to borrow the power of God Himself!

Edward followed his teacher Bohr. He couldn't help but recall the comet that the great sage Anthony had summoned. That was a true apocalyptic power.

"There is nothing to see here, so let's go to the capital!" Bohr drew the reins and turned his horse around.

Edward immediately asked, "Will we tell them to evacuate?"

Bohr shook his head. He had already looked at the information that had been passed along via the wind ravens, so knew the situation.

He replied, "No, they have already received the news of the defeat of the coalition forces, which was distributed by a messenger. It has likely already spread all the way to the Kingdom of the Church of Light to the ears of Pope Hodap by now. The army of Holy Seville is surely already at the capital's doorstep, en route to completely destroy the Crete Empire, thus occupying the most fertile place on the Alen Continent."

He then added, "Pope Hodap has issued a declaration that the entire Kingdom of the Church of Light will send troops to assist the Crete Empire. Even Saintess Kelly has promised to step out of St. Sarl City."

He took a breath, then continued to explain in a monotone and report-like manner, "Various other monarchs will send troops. Dragon Tamer Rooney of the Kingdom of Rosa d'Oro has already crossed the Moore Province and entered the Kingdom of the Church of Light. The coalition forces will enter Crete Empire and head to the capital in a few days."

Edward was shocked by these two names, as they were figures from myths and epics to him. "The Dragon Tamer King Rooney? And Saintess Kelly, who never leaves St. Sarl City?"

Hearing these names, Edward realized that this was no longer a war between Holy Seville and Crete, but a war between humanity and the orcs! Edward calculated that the army of Holy Seville had only departed yesterday. So, in order to reach the capital, which was in the south, they had to cross several provinces. This would slow down their progress quite a bit.

If the Holy Seville Empire took the capital, control over the Crete Empire would completely transfer to them. The power of orcs would then grow exponentially, thus destroying the current balance of power between the humans and the orcs.

Such a strong orcs empire was something that no human being desired. As such, it was no wonder that the other countries took the initiative to send troops. In any case, the Crete Empire could not be captured by the Holy Seville Empire. This battle would set the tone between the orcs and humans through the entire Alen Continent.

Both the Holy Seville Empire and the human allied forces had already mobilized their most powerful forces. Now, the Holy Seville Empire was going to seek revenge by seizing Zolman II and Tembor, since they were the ones who provoked the war, as well as Count Tito's entire family, since they murdered 100,000 orcs. In the meantime, they would also move to occupy the Crete Empire.

If they managed to subdue the Crete Empire, the Holy Seville Empire would rush out of the cold and barren north. The size of their territory would be doubled. After achieving political and religious unity, a vast and unimaginably powerful orcs empire would appear in the Alen Continent.

Getting access to the rich and fertile lands in the center of the continent would lay the foundation for an entire continental conquest, and the Holy Seville would become the nightmare of all human beings!

At the same time, this was a battle of faith between the Church of Light and the Faith of the Sun. The Church of Light had declared the Faith of the Sun to be a heretical sect over twenty years ago. As such, no believers or preachers were allowed into the human kingdoms.

Thus, the Church of Light and the Joint Human Alliance were going to try to stop this development by driving the Holy Seville Empire and the Faith of the Sun back to the north. They were hoping to destroy the ambitions of the Orc Empire and its crazy expansion! If not, all of humanity would be embroiled in an endless war!

Bohr and Edward became extremely solemn, while they goaded their horses onwards to chase the tracks of the Holy Seville troops.

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Chapter 186: A Battle for the Epics (II)

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Inside St. Sarl City, within the Temple of Light…

The church had hired talented artists to paint murals on the walls. These murals were intricately designed and very beautiful. It was as if they depicted the solemn benevolence of the kingdom of God.

In fact, the whole temple seemed like it was the center of the kingdom of God, with all of its tall statues and beautiful murals. Standing inside this pure white space, one would feel as if his entire soul was being cleansed.

At this moment, a beautiful fairy-like maiden was standing barefoot in front of the statues. She was dressed in a simple, long robe, and she had long black hair and the face of an angel. Her tall stature and feminine grace made her appear to be a specimen of flawless perfection.

Saintess Kelly was also standing in front of the statues. Before her was the Goddess of light Maria, as well as the statue of the legendary archangel. Her eyes shone like the starry sky and could entrance countless people.

However, at this moment, her starry eyes were focused only on the archangel statue. She had been looking at the statue and praying in the temple for decades. After all, decades seemed like mere days when you spent every moment praying and waiting for a response from God.

"In the eyes of your excellency, our desires and conflicts must be pitifully laughable. I created a heaven on earth for you. Can you see it? Yet, the ugliness of sin still exists on this holy ground. Salvation can only be received within your kingdom." Saintess Kelly stood alone before the statue, exposing her most inner thoughts, believing wholeheartedly that God could hear her.

Kelly had a dream about the idyllic village that Lord Faross had shown her. She recalled the beautiful town by the mountain slope that he had talked with her about, all while they sat under blue skies. He had then disappeared from her dream…

Whenever she recalled that dream, she could not help but tremble. The corners of her mouth would also starting to curl up, while her face would show a rarely seen expression of pure bliss.

Kelly knelt before God and finished her prayers. Slowly, she put on the mask of Faross and walked out through the corridor of white pillars. The doors of the temple slowly opened as she stepped outside.

Outside of the temple sat the upper echelons of the Church of Light, including Pope Hodap and all of the cardinals and priests. They were all wearing elaborate robes and waiting respectfully to greet Kelly as God's blood kin on earth.

On the platform stood rows upon rows of fully armored Knights of Light. All of them had swords and shields that were engraved with the sigil of the Church. Even some monarchs and guards from surrounding nations were present.

Although these rulers and knights may not have been happy with the political interference of the Church, their devotion to the faith remained genuine. Many of them were devout believers, so they were fans of Saintess Kelly, as she was the kin and messenger of God.

Saintess Kelly stepped into the hall wearing the Mask of Faross. The noisy scene quieted down immediately. The silence throughout the hall was so pervading, you could hear a pin drop.

All eyes concentrated intently on Kelly, as if the people present could not wait to kneel at her feet and pray. This was St. Sarl's City, the city of God's descent. It was also the capital of God's kingdom on earth!

"Defend the eternal glory of God! In God's name, advance!" These words of Kelly's were enough to ignite the passion of the entire city. Everyone cheered and yelled in a frenzy, while they raised their swords and shields.

"By God's name!"

"Advance! Everything is for the Lord!"

"Move out! Move out!"

Even the elderly Pope Hodap had joined in the cheering. Hodap was already well past one hundred years old. Although he was a master of divine incantations, his innate talent was weak.

As such, he had not managed to breakthrough to increase his lifespan. Thus, he was well on his way to returning to God's Kingdom. So, the church had started the preparations for the selection of a new Pope.

A large number of knights and soldiers flowed out of St. Sarl's City, then regrouped with the army outside. They started moving out of St. Sarl's and towards Crete, setting off towards the essential battle between humanity and the orcs.

The alliance army and several of the church's priest corps set out to meet with Holy Seville's army. This was a war between two ideologies and a supernatural faceoff between the Church of Light and the Faith of the Sun.

The most anticipated battle was between the Saintess of the Church and the Emperor of Holy Seville. This war would show which race God favored, as both were fighting in the name of God and glory.

This is also the war that affected the most people on Alen. There were a million soldiers who were fighting in the war. This was also the first major military conflict that involved special abilities.

As such, the tensions were high as Holy Seville and the Church alliance army were quickly converging upon the capital of Crete…Within the capital of Crete…

Although the empire focused its efforts on a cover-up, news that 300,000 elites had died in the Depps Grand Canyon at the hands of Holy Seville had already been leaked. Hundreds of thousands of orcs were headed straight towards them.

Originally, Holy Seville was coming for revenge. However, its aims had changed a bit since then. Part of the reason for that was that supplies to Crete had increased greatly after the orc army took over more cities.

This led Holy Seville to offer the nobles of Crete two paths. They could either adopt the faith of the Sun to become citizens of the Empire, thus receiving equal rights, or Holy Seville would enter the city by force, enslave all of the nobles, and subject the civilians to heavy taxes.

All the cities en-route had fallen swiftly under Holy Seville's assault. The capital was in chaos and the arrogant Cretans, who looked down upon Holy Seville, were now trembling in fear.

Many of the civilians tried to escape. Even the royals abandoned their estates. The highest commanders had split into two parties, one was in favor of reconciliation and the other wanted to surrender.

By now, neither Emperor Zolman II nor Prime Minister Tembor held any control. They had lost 300,000 elites and the trust of their people. Even the common folk were disparaging their names.

Within the city, countless families had lost their sons and husbands, which sent them into deep depressions. As a result, all of the nobles began distancing themselves from them.

Suddenly, the Church's army appeared under the leadership of Cardinal Leon. The guards opened the city gates and allowed the robed knights onto the King's Road.

They surrounded the Cretan palace and stormed in. They then took control of the city in one night. The Cardinal took some knights and stormed the room where the other vigilants were meeting and surrounded them.

Tembor stood up and looked at Cardinal Leon, asking, "What are you doing?! This is the royal palace of Crete!"

Leon kicked Tembor and waved an order from the church in the air, terrifying the crowd. He then announced "In the name of the church and God, we are excommunicating emperor Zolman II. He shall be judged here and now."

Leon looked around, watching as the knights behind him moved out. He then added, "Zolman II, Tembor, and Tito. You are now under arrest and shall face the judgement of God."

The young emperor Zolman II slid onto the ground from his throne as Tembor shrieked. Only Tito, with his blood stained hands, was peaceful in his surrender.

He had always known that retribution would eventually come for him. All three of them were then dragged out, the ruler of the Crete Empire officially changing at that very moment.

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Chapter 187: A Battle for the Epics (III)

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Cardinal Leon had temporarily taken control of all military power in the capital. As such, he directed the guards on the city wall personally. If he had not done so, all of the guards would have been paralyzed by fear.

The arrogant Cretans had been completely demoralized by the recent news from Holy Seville. If the Cardinal had not brought 20,000 soldiers as reinforcement and personally reassured the people that the pope and saintess would send help, the capital would have fallen already.

In the last few days, they had received intelligence that the Holy Seville Empire would arrive today. As such, they had taken their weapons to attack the capital.

Leon knew that the human alliance army was heading over. However, if they could not arrive before the Holy Seville army, he knew he could not hold this city with less than 100,000 soldiers.

Moreover, the other side had the holy knights and a divine artifact with a power far beyond common weaponry. So, he knew how terrifying it would be if Saintess Kelly personally led the priests into battle.

Dong Dong Dong!

The emergency bell sounded. However, it was unnecessary, as all of the guards on the wall could already see the huge army looming on the horizon.

"They're finally here!"

"So, that is the army of Holy Seville!"

"Lion King Will is coming. That legendary king of the orcs, who was chosen by God to wield the Sword of the King!"

All of the people on the city walls were looking at the black dots on the horizon. Many knights were carrying banners with countless infantry following behind them. The lines stretched as far as the eye could see.

The enemies were like waves in the ocean, covering all of the earth with dense formations of pointed spears that gleamed in the sunlight. Many of them held flags denoting the various militias and families within the orc nation. The flags fluttered in the wind menacingly.

The most eye-catching flag was the flag of the emperor. It depicted a golden lion on a scarlet flag and it was flown high above the others. Verthandi's holy knights of the north were grouped around it.

Once again, the city was overcast by clouds. Even though this was just another cloudy day, the citizens in the capital felt personally forsaken by God. Neither light nor warmth reached them and they found the oppressive atmosphere to be suffocating.

Cardinal Leon stood on the city wall, clothed in red and gold. He had a battle scar on his face that emitted an air of authority and intimidation. But right now, even he felt a deep sense of uncertainty.

"Emperor of the Holy Seville Empire, Will Eranbell!" Someone in the crowd shouted, as the sound of hooves stampeding from afar and the screams of the warhorses travelled across the plains. As the hundreds of thousands of soldiers descended, they generated a massive dust storm. No one had ever seen such a terrifying scene before, including Cardinal Leon.

No one believed that the troops within the city would be able to defend against this attack. As all of the elites were killed in the Depps Grand Canyon, other than the reinforcements from the church, the soldiers were new recruits. After witnessing the march of the hundreds of thousands of enemy war veterans, the recruits' knees were weak and shaking.

One young man, who had just donned his armor for the first time, said despondently, "We're all going to die here."

A middle-aged soldier kissed the ornament on his chest and said, "God have mercy."

A teenager, who had yet to grow a beard, dropped onto his knees and clutched his head as he repeated to himself, "Don't be scared. Don't be scared."

Cardinal Leon sighed. It seemed the human reinforcements would not make it on time. As the Cardinal of the Church of Light and the highest commander within Crete right now, he could not retreat. After all, he was the defender and representative of his faith, so he could only die here fighting the infidels!

Leon drew his sword and roared, "FOR GOD!"

Across the wall, all of the soldiers of the Church drew their swords and also screamed, "FOR GOD!"

The atmosphere then stabilized, as most of the troops accepted their impending deaths and reignited their faiths. The rest of the troops also settled down, gaining immeasurable courage from their religious beliefs.

Just as everyone braced for the attack, the army in the distance stopped. The defenders became confused for a moment, but then they heard noise coming from the other side.

"What is that?!"

"It's the reinforcements! They're here!"

"The knights of the Church of Light and the allies of the human country!"

"There are the allied nations, the Kingdom of the Church of Light, the Kingdom Rosa D'oro, and the Duchy of Creer!"

On the horizon, troops carrying flags with the insignia of the sun had just appeared. Countless human knights finally rushed over, while the huge army appeared by the southern hills.

The Holy Seville army had also seen the incoming human army, which is why they had stopped. As the capital was situated on the largest plateau within Crete, it was on a very flat area. As such, you could see armies coming in from all directions.

No one thought that both armies would arrive at the exact same time! The human allied army had barely made it in time to stop the advance of Holy Seville!

"Our allies are here!"

"The reinforcements from the Church have arrived. Her holiness has led the army outside the city."

"We are saved!"

When the guards within the capital received this news. All of them were so relieved, they burst into tears. Many of them cheered as they walked outside. All of the soldiers hugged each other and thanked the Lord, the Church, and the Saintess.

Outside the city, both sides now amounted to over a million troops. At this moment, on the Sumerian plains, the armies on both side were marching towards each other.

Standing on the city wall, everyone felt excitement coursing through their veins. They were watching the birth of a legend! The people were beyond themselves, exclaiming loudly…

"Are they going to fight?"

"This will be a war that will become the stuff of legends. We are witnessing the creation of history!"

"Fight! Fight!"

Many knights from the Church Corps within the city wanted to open the gates, so that they could go out and join the human allied army under the banner of the Saintess. They felt ready to fight the barbarians and the infidels!

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Chapter 188: A Battle for the Epics (IV)

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"The commander of the Allied Coalition wishes for an audience!" A cavalry arrived under the banner of Verthandi and bowed to her.

"We accept!" Verthandi wore a pure white cloak with a silver skirted armor. Countless knights and soldiers of the Holy Seville Empire gathered around her. The entire scene resembled a mythical epic.

The two sides glared at each other, as dark clouds loomed in the sky. The wind above the plains blew and screamed, causing the battle flag to wave rigorously. Then, the horn sounded, signaling the beginning of the war.

The two sides faced off around the city. The neutral zone in the center divided the forces for several kilometers. They looked at each other across the horizon, while their forces spread out across the hillsides.

Within the oppressing atmosphere, people could not help but swallow hard as they held their weapons and shields. The number of troops had now become meaningless.

In the middle of the two sides, dozens of cavalry units rushed out. Their long cloaks that dragged behind them fluttered like banners.

Their horses neighed as they continued to accelerate and gallop towards the center of the battlefield. Verthandi pulled back on her reins and waved her hand. Immediately, the cavalry pulled to a stop.

Under the watchful gazes of both armies, the Saintess of the human army and the supreme commander of the Holy Seville Empire met. The two women eyed each other.

This was the first time they had met in person. The Saintess Kelly wore a human-styled armor under her scarlet gold-rimmed cloak. The sigil of the sun was engraved on the white mask, which covered Saintess Kelly's face and made her look quite mysterious.

"So, you are her Holiness, Saintess Kelly of the Church of Light?" Verthandi clutched the reins tight, while she looked at the mask on Saintess Kelly's face. She immediately recognized it as the legendary divine artifact, the Mask of Faross!

Saintess Kelly looked at Verthandi's face and the Sword of the King at her waist, then said, "Emperor Will Eranbell of Holy Seville Empire? You look different than what I imagined!"

Verthandi frowned, then looked at Saintess Kelly and said, "I hope you can retreat. This matter is between the Holy Seville Empire and the Crete Empire. You don't have to be involved."

Saintess Kelly shook her head. "No, this is not just a matter between you and the Crete Empire. You have done enough. I can assure you that the Crete Empire, Emperor Zolman II, Tembor and Tito will all be punished accordingly. I hope that you can stop here and lead the army of the Holy Seville Empire to withdraw from the kingdom of humankind!"

Verthandi shook her head. "That's impossible. Not only will Zolman II, Tembor, and Tito be executed, but the Crete Empire will belong to the Holy Seville Empire."

The expression of Saintess Kelly gradually became cold. "You are the Orc King, chosen by God, but this is the kingdom of mankind. You should not get involved. Retreat, or there will be war!"

The tension in the atmosphere increased exponentially. The plains were so quiet, one could hear the sound of the wind and the fluttering of the flags.

The two women remained silent. The wind picked up under the dark clouds, while everyone watched the negotiation.

What happened next depended solely on the choices of these two commanders. One had the blood of God and the other was an Orc King with the divine authority to rule. They were the protagonists of this war and heroes of this continent!

"I refuse!" Verthandi insisted.

She couldn't possibly ask her impassioned troops to retreat right now. After all, the orcs had been suffering in the barren northern lands for a long time, and the fertile land of the center plains had long been coveted by Holy Seville.

Saintess Kelly nodded and said, "I hope you won't regret this!"

The two sides immediately returned to their respective sides, accompanied by dozens of knights. After that, the two armies immediately prepared to charge.

The soldiers drew their swords and readjusted their helmets, then kissed their sacred ornaments and offered prayers to God. The knights covered their visors and adjusted their spears.

Both sides knew that this war was inevitable. One could see a myriad of expressions on these soldier's faces, ranging from passion and fear to fanaticism and piety. Regardless of whether they were orcs or humans, no one knew if they would survive or how this war would end.

After all of the preparations were made, both armies charged forward. A wild stampede ensued, the thundering of the horses' hooves feeling like the very continent beneath their feet was being torn asunder. Thus began the biggest war that Alen had ever seen!

"For God!"

"In the name of God!"

"Defend God's Glory!"

Both sides uttered their battle cries as the enemy side approached. All of their eyes filled with murderous intent as the two sides collided.

The cavalry was positioned at the front, and many knights fell from their horses or got wounded while riding upon their steeds. The long spears interspersed with each other, while flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The infantry then caught up and made a second wave attack. Their round shields smashed against the enemy's square shields, while battle axes and the broadswords interlaced. Whenever any of the soldiers was cut down, others rushed up to fill the space.

All of the troops met at the center, the entire regiment of the army constantly slamming together, like the top and bottom jaws of a tiger, split between humans and orcs. It looked exactly like the battle from a thousand years ago that occurred between Golden King Ahenaten and Wolf King Costa. Once again, this had re-initiated a battle of destiny between races.

In the middle of the battlefield, the first major battle was fought between the Priest Corps under Saintess Kelly's command and the Northern Knights, who were led by Verthandi. This were followed by a battle between the Knights of Light with their Church Corps against the Holy Knights Corps that were led by eight Holy Knights.

Saintess Kelly was the first to collide with Emperor Verthandi of the Holy Seville Empire. The flag of The Church of Light on Kelly's spear stood still, and a golden streak shone at the center of the battlefield.

Verthandi's cloak danced in the breeze and the Sword of the King lit up with mysterious runes, emitting a radiant light that tore through the sky.

"The Realm of God!"

"The Realm of God!"

As the two sides shouted the exact war cry at the same time, a spiritual domain unfolded instantly around them. The clash of the powers had clearly caused a dramatic meteoric impact, which had caused the entire area to be torn apart.

A large number of knights were killed immediately, while another group of Holy Knights and priests used divine incantations to protect themselves. With the protection of Verthandi and Saintess Kelly's areas of control, they had managed to preserve their lives.

All of those people who were standing inside the capital were amazed, their jaws agape. The power of these two was as clear as day! Then, occupying the center of the entire battlefield, the crowd saw two giant balls of light collide, sending up a puff of smoke and that covered the entire battlefield.

"Is this the power of God?"

"Oh my God!"

"Bless Her Highness Saintess Kelly!"

Looking at this shocking scene, everyone began to fear for their lives, since it would only take one of those hits to erase the city from existence! After all, Verthandi and Kelly were far stronger than when they had first obtained the artifacts. However, since their powers seemed to stem from the same source, they negated each other.

As the soldiers on both sides of the battlefield were shrouded in dust, the fighting paused. No one knew what to do. They looked to the center of the battlefield at the fight between Saintess Kelly and Verthandi. Then, the smoke scattered, revealing the two, standing in the sky.

The pair's Realms of God overlapped, then pushed against each other in undulating waves. Images of golden chains appeared in the sky behind Saintess Kelly, which she shaped into a writhing, interlocking platform.

"Chain of God!" she yelled, as chains surrounded and entangled Verthandi from all directions.

Meanwhile, Verthandi's realm slowly revolved around her, forming a pulsing white light. Under Verthandi's command, the Sword of the King shot through like a burning comet, breaking through the chains. The two then shot through the air, constantly intertwining with and attacking one another, while piercing through the dark clouds like living Gods.

At this point, Bohr Kelermo and his protege Edward arrived. They now observed the flashing blurs in the sky from a distance, finally witnessing the power of these divine artifacts.

"Perhaps only a level seven mythical wizard can match their powers!"

"Can a divine artifact alone really increase a person's power to this level? Into the realm of the gods?"

"As wizards, we aim to discover the truths of this world, but there is still such a long journey ahead of us!"

Although Bohr Kelermo had reached level four in his witchcraft, if he were to join the fight, he was sure that he would not be able to withstand a single normal blow from either of two, not to mention their signature attacks from the Realm of God or the Judgment of Light! Thinking about how limited his witchcraft was, Bohr Kelemo suddenly recalled Instructor Anthony's words.

He had asked, "Who do you think you are? Who do you think God is? Do you see yourselves as being the followers of God? Do you think God needs your prayers? To God, you are nothing. Do you think God would care about whether ants looked at Him with respect or rage?"

Bohr sighed and lowered his head, then mumbled, "We have a long way to go on the path to the truth!"

In the skies, the powers of the gods criss-crossed as they lit up the earth. The clanging of the chains echoed as the Sword of the King continued to clash with them. The war continued fiercely on the ground, while the humans and the orcs fought each other to a standstill.

The priests and the Northern Knights showed the fearsome powers that were held by military forces with special abilities. White light flashed everywhere as they tore through the battlefield. Though they were few in number, the intensity and danger level of the battle here far surpassed all of the other areas of the battlefield.

On the other side of the battlefield, another fight attracted the attention of a large number of people. It was a battle being waged between an armored knight, who was wielding a long spear, and an old king, who was riding a black dragon.

Delmedi had been in charge of a small platoon of Holy Knights. As soon as she saw the huge black dragon, she arrogantly chose it as her opponent. As such, the huge dragon immediately pulled her into a difficult battle. In order to protect her, as she was the child of the emperor, the Holy Knights joined the battle.

"Roar!"

"I'll kill you!"

The roar of the dragon, followed by Delmedi's furious battlecry, officially began the battle. Delmedi's forehead shone brightly and the surface of her body was covered with a layer of white scales. She was clearly stretching the power of her dragonglass to its limit.

The dragon spewed a scorching flame, which was immediately blocked by a huge ice shield. Delmedi constantly rushed forward, her silver spear aimed directly at the black dragon.

The black dragon's flame and its ability to control fluids instantly killed many knights and their horses by quickly drawing out their blood. Yet, these tactics were useless against Delmedi, who had strong dragon-like regenerative powers that allowed her to resist them.

Delmedi then used her immense abilities to forcefully battle the dragon, without losing the advantage. In fact, she found it surprisingly easier for her to deal damage to the dragon due to the flexibility of her small stature.

Large ice spears and ice shards continually fell from the sky, piercing the closest human soldiers. The old king Rooney, who was riding on the dragon, could not keep up with her. He had tried to hold off Delmedi and the huge amount of charging Holy Knights, but could not.

In the end, Delmedi rushed onto the dragon and pierced her long spear into Rooney's skull, hitting him right between his eyes. The legendary king, Dragon Tamer Rooney Elvis, had died on the battlefield!

The soldiers and knights of Kingdom of Rosa d'Oro all stared at the body of their legendary king in its pitiful state. They were so filled with emotion, they roared…

"Kill her!"

"Avenge the king!"

"Kill her!"

"Revenge!"

The human knights and soldiers of the Kingdom of Rosa d'Oro rushed forward, determined to kill Delmedi.

"I am the child of the Holy Seville Empire Emperor, Will Eranbell, and I will be the next emperor of the Empire! You seek to tarnish my father's glory. Go to h*ll!" Delmedi tossed the body of Dragon Tamer Rooney down and laughed wildly.

She then continued to fight with the soldiers of Kingdom of Rosa d'Oro, while the Holy Knights fought closely by her side. The Black Dragon then took Rooney Elvis's body away, soaring off into the horizon. This legendary king, who seemed to always have destiny on his side, had finally died!

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Chapter 189: A Battle for the Epics (V)

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The light of the sunset had turned the sky into a burning orange color. It was shining from the end of the sky and reflected upon the thick stormy clouds and on the earth.

By now, the war on earth had escalated to an unimaginably brutal stage, and mountains of corpses were strewn all over the place. Their blood flew across the field like a streaming crimson creek.

Especially in the center of the battlefield, where the bodies were piled up like a small mountain, blood was everywhere. Countless people charged in and stepped on the corpses, only to later become a part of this mountain of corpses themselves!

Everyone was killing each other, vengeance and madness surging in their hearts. Normally, when a war progressed to this stage, there must be a side that couldn't stand it anymore and would start to have a major break down and run away.

However, even though the battle between the two representatives of the Gods had reached its critical moment, no-one would dare to retreat or give up. At this moment, everyone had turned into the most devoted mad believer, so regardless of whether it meant the spilling their blood or the loss of their heads on the battlefield, nothing made them fear anymore!

Everyone was shouting the name of their Gods at the tops of their lungs and were holding the flags of their Gods. Then, one by one, they charged into battle.

"For Will! For His Majesty!" An orc chanted as he charged in.

He was Ibu, the holy knight of the orcs, and he was already full of scars at this moment. As he slaughtered his way across the human army, while holding a knight's long sword and standing on thick piles of corpses, he shouted with all his might, "We are going to be victorious! Long live the Holy Seville Empire!"

Every temple knight stood in front of the orc army and was stopping them with their lives. Their armor and cloaks were all dyed red with blood and the sigil of the Sun that was there before was now barely visible.

"Kill them all! Avenge the majesty!" This shout was heard coming from one of the remaining elite knights of the kingdom of Rosa d'Oro.

The Royal Guard of Verthandi had been gradually separated and eliminated during the charge. The last remaining few were still chanting altogether, "For the honor of Northland Cavalry!"

In the sky, Verthandi and Saintess Kelly were both covered in blood. Verthandi saw that the battle under the Virginia capital had gotten more and more heated, with both sides fighting to the death. In fact, the ratio of casualties had increased to a shocking extent.

As everyone here in the battlefield had been raised by her from Holy Seville Empire, and every one of them had marched tens of miles to get here, with dreams and faith in her as their motivation, seeing such a vast number of casualties disturbed Verthandi greatly.

Both of the their suits of armor had been broken beyond repair, and their clothes had been dyed red with blood. Moreover, their hair, which was tied behind their heads, had become untied and was now fluttering messily in the wind.

Clank!

Clack!

The chain and the sword kept colliding, and at this moment, the distance between the two were no longer than twenty meters! The flag spear that Saintess Kelly was holding had been entangled by the chains, and her body was also surrounded by many chains. However, the pair just kept charging at each other, trying to crush each other!

In this close proximity, any mistakes that either of them made would surely mean their death! The pair's movement was so fast, only moving stripes of white light could be seen between them. Moreover, Verthandi's sword light was flashing and her attack speed was so fast, one could see that the chains been continuously separated and entangled.

Between the two of them, Saintess Kelly was the one with less battle experience, as she had spent more time worshipping and praying to God. Therefore, compared to Verthandi, who had always been focused on conquering, while travelling around the world on her horse, Saintess Kelly's experience was pitifully little. Now, this difference in experience was pushing her closer to the danger zone!

Moreover, because of Saintess Kelly's continuous usage of divine incantation and the realm of God, she had almost reached her limits. Seeing how Verthandi kept throwing herself at her, she decided to release her last attack.

As the chains that were surrounding her started loosening, Saintess Kelly put on her mask and opened both of hands, while her cherry red lips started to move beneath her mask.

"Sacred advent!" The whole mask suddenly separated, then dissolved into her body in the blink of an eye. Saintess Kelly's body had turned into light and transformed into a demi-mythical creature!

Moreover, that creature had inherited a part of its ability of Lu Zhiyu! In this form, she could even borrow the power of Lu Zhiyu from his Divine Kingdom!

Meanwhile, a giant shape appeared in the sky. Then, a large wing spread out behind Saintess Kelly. It was as if it the sky was raining down rays of light, and a blinding light was shining like the sun.

At this moment, everyone was shocked, as this was no longer a form that belonged to the human realm, but was the form of a god that was used by Saintess Kelly, who the representative of God! This phenomenon had all of the believers who were fortunate enough to witness it tearing up.

"Oh God! God is coming!"

"Oh My God!"

"Bless us!"

"Victory to the humans!"

All the peasants within Virginia also saw the giant shape in the sky, and every one of them fell on their knees. In their eyes, she was no longer a deity on earth, but an angel of God from the sky!

Even Bohr Kelermo and Edward were shaking in excitement. Bohr Kelermo looked up to Saintess Kelly in her current form, and he was so shocked, his face was twitching!

"So, this is the mythical creature form? It is the very one that the teacher taught us about, the form that surpassed the limitation of the human realm!" he exclaimed.

Edward didn't catch a bit of what his teacher had said, but was only mindlessly wondering at the presence of Saintess Kelly, with his mouth opened wide. He then mumbed, "Mythical… God's form?"

Amid all of the dazzling lights, Saintess Kelly made her first appearance. Her divinely pure face was like the angel of God. As the giant wings of light moved around her, an endless amount of extraordinary power followed. Then, Saintess Kelly extended her slender finger and pointed towards Verthandi.

"Divine Judgement!" she yelled.

Then, an intense light, just like a sword of God swung from the sky, suddenly surging on her hand and continuously enlarging until it formed a pillar of intense light that was heading straight towards Verthandi!

The surging light from the pillar shook intensely and straightaway pierced the sky. Now, even Verthandi could sense the threat of death when facing this attack. It was as if she was receiving a punishment straight from God.

This completed surpassed the limit of what any ordinary person could ever imagine! At that moment, the Sword of the King started to dissolve on its own, rushing into her body.

She could feel the same feeling that she had felt when she was first given the Sword of the King by Lu Zhiyu. It was as if the old man's voice started to ripple in her ear once again, "Humble, justice, mercy, heroic, fair, sacrifice, honor, spirit! Verthandi, are you willing to accept the Sword of the King and become a true ruler, protecting all of the people who need protection?"

All of a sudden, countless shapes of swords rushed out of her body, forming her unique realm of God, while a long shape was also extending from behind her. The demi-mythical creature form of Verthandi was an illuminating long sword in her hand.

Verthandi's realm of God resisted valiantly against the divine judgement attack from Saintess Kelly and was pushing up against the current of power. All that was remaining in Verthandi's body were her battle instincts and her desperate wish to end this war.

As the sword flashed, before Saintess Kelly could even react, her realm of God had been torn and the sword had pierced through her chest. Saintess Kelly was so stunned by the sight of Verthandi's divine sword piercing through her chest, her mind went completely blank...

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Chapter 190: A Battle for the Epics (End)

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How could this be? Has my mission already been completed?

As Saintess Kelly's angel form was slowly fading, her wings of light were retracting bit by bit. Finally, they broke down into tiny pieces of feathers, then completely faded away.

As for Verthandi, her realm of God had been deactivated as well, and she was tightly holding the Sword of the King that had just pierced through Saintess Kelly's chest. As Saintess Kelly looked towards Verthandi, she had a sad smile on her beautiful face. She then immediately turned pale, and blood was leaking out from the corner of her mouth.

"Maybe, you are the one who is more beloved by God!" Saintess Kelly then suddenly smiled a smile that was full of happiness, then looked up into the sky and wondered aloud, "Lord Faross, am I coming back to your kingdom now?"

This representative of the gods, who had single-handedly raised the Church of the Light to its peak, then slowly closed her eyes drew her last breath. The mask of Faross was separated from her body and was dropping down from the sky along with her.

At this moment, all of the conflicts on earth suddenly stopped, as everyone was stunned by this scene in the sky. No one could believe that this legend on earth, the purest of all humans, had just fallen in this battle.

The entire human force had just lost their will to continue the battle. In this battlefield that was covered with flesh and blood, everyone was badly injured. However, no one even cared about their own well-beings anymore. They just looked blankly into the sky and felt as if their faith had been broken.

The soldiers in the center of the battlefield all felt like they had lost all their strength, lowering their long swords and shields. It was as if their faiths had been destroyed, and they all fell on their knees and cried out in agony and regret…

"The Saintess … She's dead?"

"How could this be? I can't believe this!"

"No way!"

"Why am I here, then? What was the purpose of this slaughter and war?"

While this was happening, dozens of miles away from the battlefield, Lu Zhiyu was taking a nap in a horse-drawn carriage, as it was already nighttime in the eastern part of the world. An unsettling feeling suddenly came across his mind, which caused him to wake him up in a cold sweat.

Lu Zhiyu quickly stormed out of the carriage and looked towards the west, his face full of denial. He suddenly felt like he was completely surrounded by nothing but loneliness.

Underneath the city of Virginia, the Sumerian Plain seemed dark and depressing. Add to that the doomsday-like battlefield, and it looked like a scene straight out of a mythical legend.

At the exact moment that Saintess Kelly's body was dropping down from the sky, along with the mask of Faross, the clouds suddenly cleared, leaving only a holy light that was shining down on Saintess Kelly's body. Suddenly, as everyone lifted their heads up and looked at the sky, a ginormous projection of a Divine Kingdom appeared on the top of the clouds.

The clouds separated and covered that entire edgeless kingdom. This blinding light, brightened up not only the kingdom, but the whole world!

Bong!

The sound of the bell from the kingdom above spread across whole world. Countless people rushed outside of their houses, forming a sea of people in the street, all of them looking up at the projection of the kingdom in the sky. The crisp bell continued to ring, as if it was announcing something big or welcoming someone special!

"The Divine Kingdom!"

"The kingdom of the gods is arriving upon the earth!"

"Oh Lord, so is this your kingdom?"

Whether it was believer from the Church of Light or the Faith of the Sun, they all kneeled and were singing and praying together. Underneath the city of Virginia, everyone had dropped their weapons and gotten down on the ground at the same time, while in the city, everyone walked out of their houses, taking to the streets and praising the gods.

Amid the ringing of the bell, the gate of the Divine Kingdom was slowly opening. It was so huge, only a very small portion of its bottom half could be seen. As it was now held within that ray of holy light, Saintess Kelly's body began to become radiant once more.

Her scars had slowly disappeared, and as her body slowly faded, a holy spirit walked out of it. The spirit was wearing a pure white robe.

Her clever eyes opened once again and were looking at the stairs that led to the gate. The staircase then miraculously extended, slowly stretching down from within the kingdom above to appear directly before her feet.

Meanwhile, the mask of Faross and the Sword of the King had also dissolved into particles of light and had slowly been absorbed into the gate of the Divine Kingdom.

While Saintess Kelly was stepping up the staircase to the Divine Kingdom, her beautiful and sacred face beamed with a smile that was full of happiness. As she was walking up towards the sky, with every step she took, the staircase shortened.

Within the Divine Kingdom, the angels were singing and rushing out, eager to greet her with laughter and joy. She slowly walked up above the clouds, then finally reached the Divine Kingdom.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and craned their necks, trying to see what the inside of the Divine Kingdom looked like, but no matter how hard they tried, all they could see was Saintess Kelly being welcomed by thousands of angels at the entrance.

The moment Saintess Kelly entered Divine Kingdom, the gate that had filled up the entire sky slowly closed and completely vanished, along with the rest of the world below.In the spring of the 61st year of the San calendar, a crusade took place in the Sumerian Plain. After Saintess Kelly fell in the battlefield, the Divine Kingdom arrived to welcome her ascension into eternal life and joy.

The gods were angered by the war that had been triggered by the mortals. Therefore, they took the Sword of the King and the mask of Faross back from the ungrateful beings.

As for the army of the Holy Seville Empire and the alliance of the humans, as both sides had suffered extreme losses, they had signed a peace treaty between the humans and the orcs under the city of Virginia's authority. Soon after that, the Holy Seville Empire's forces had retreated from the Crete Empire, and the remaining forces followed lion king Will Eranbell to return to the Northland once again.

In the same year, the Crete Empire had dissolved, as the Church of Light had lost its ability to control the empire and the central province was once again separated. The establishment of small nations and the uprising of the royal families had made the province fall into chaos.

Meanwhile, a large number of orc slaves and orc tribes had started entering the central province, making this province a bit of a special region.

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Chapter 191: Level Eight Mythical Wizard

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Above the clouds, although there was no sun, dazzling lights shone from the pale blue sky, reaching every corner of the Divine Kingdom. A crowd of onlookers gazed in awe as Saintess Kelly slowly ascended above the kingdom in a holy white robe.

Many prayers were being offered, as the onlookers lowered their heads in respect and devotion. The God's body looked down and gazed at Saintess Kelly, as Lu Zhiyu's mind instantly connected to the sub-brain of the Divine Kingdom, his consciousness now appearing inside of it.

Saintess Kelly looked up at the God's body of Lu Zhiyu, but could only see the giant seats that were levitating and orbiting around the sky, like small islands. Despite this, Saintess Kelly could still sense that he was the god that had made her the descendant of God, Lord Faross. This had been the second time they had encountered each other, as the last time was in her dream.

Saintess Kelly had thought of this moment countless times, wondering what she would say and so on. But now, all she had in her mind was a feeling of complete peace. Besides, simply being near him would already be an honor that could never be surpassed by anything else.

Lu Zhiyu was sizing up Saintess Kelly, as she was the first believer to ascend to the Divine Kingdom in spiritual form. Today's situation was unexpected, as normally, to climb up to the God's seats, level seven had to first be reached, thus completely transforming the individual into their mythical creature form.

The sudden death of Saintess Kelly had completely interrupted this plan, but since Lu Zhiyu was no real god, he had to not be too controlling and unbending. After all, only gods could control everything, especially fate!

"By my name, you are now the leader of all of the angels. You must guide the ascended ones to the Divine Kingdom and guard the gate!" Lu Zhiyu pointed his giant finger that was condensed by light towards her forehead.

"Your will is my everything!" she eagerly agreed.

The light of the Divine Kingdom quickly condensed around Saintess Kelly's body, then transformed her into a holy angel form, as she was now in charge of a part of the Divine Kingdom's authorities, as well as the gate of the Divine Kingdom. Most importantly, through the control of these authorities, Saintess Kelly could now strengthen her soul.

Lu Zhiyu hoped that she could one day reach the God's seats by herself, thus being able to take on partial authority over Maria's World's. This meant that she would be helping him maintain and run Maria's World, while also strengthening his Divine Kingdom. As for now, this leader of the angels position was merely a stepping stone.

Saintess Kelly flapped her wings and orbited once around Lu Zhiyu's God's seat, then stood in front of his God's body, staring into his eyes. As Lu Zhiyu nodded at her, a joyful smile blossomed on her face.

She was the first angel in the kingdom of Lu Zhiyu, and she was also the embryonic form of the angel, making her the level 7 mythical creature that Lu Zhiyu had envisioned from the beginning! Once Gaia improved even more, these angels would even have the chance to be reborn into brand-new forms!

Meanwhile, the whole inner part of the Divine Kingdom of Gaia was also undergoing some changes. Lu Zhiyu's middle tier mythical creature template, the Lord of Dreams, had finally been completed.

Also, after the death of many priests, temple knights, and a few saints, their ascensions had further strengthened and improved the Divine Kingdom. Now that the kingdom had its first generation of archangel, Saintess Kelly, who possessed a complete soul that would enable her to assist Lu Zhiyu in managing and protecting the Divine Kingdom, the mind power scale of the Divine Kingdom had reached near ten thousand!

The mythical metallic cells of the Lord of Dreams had been constantly replacing the original Gaia, as it was also constantly consuming the silver moon, wanting to modify the entire silver moon with metallic cells. According to Lu Zhiyu's calculation, it would take about a thousand years before Gaia could consume the whole moon and replace the silver moon in its current form. By then, Gaia would become a giant object, floating in between the sky of Maria's world and the bitwall, just like a moon!

However, when that time comes, it will be an even more unbelievable task for Lu Zhiyu to transform the entire silver moon into its mythical creature form by enhancing the metallic cells within it. This was because the current Divine Kingdom of Gaia only had a very small portion mythical metallic cells.

To be able to consume the whole silver moon, then have it undergo metallification to prepare it for use in the completion of the Divine Kingdom, that is too astronomical!

Lu Zhiyu had his doubts, but was determined to stay positive.

Currently, the process of replacing the old template with the new one had been underway in the inner part of the Divine Kingdom of Gaia. The ability to project the Divine Kingdom before, meaning projecting the kingdom across the sky above the Elan Continent, was made possible by the power of the new template, the Lord of Dreams.

Even though most of it was unreal, Lu Zhiyu could feel that it could already influence the material world. Once his mind power scale had reached a high enough level and the Divine Kingdom had become strong enough, he could even summon the true Divine Kingdom into the material world!

Moreover, with this progression, Lu Zhiyu's Divine Kingdom, as well as the hypothesized divine system, had been improved drastically. In the future, the Lord of Dreams would drastically improve the divine incantation of the temple knights and the priests!

Unlike before, they could only simply borrow part of the power given by Lu Zhiyu's deified cell template to channel simple healing, the judgement of light, and other minor abilities that were brought by the dreams. If they were faithful enough, they could then directly link to the Divine Kingdom and project some strong abilities to it in order to aid them in battle. They could even summon the gate of the Divine Kingdom or some strong prayers into the material world!

As the replacing processes came to an end, the entirety of Gaia was illuminated with an intense light, and with the power of projection, it overshadowed a large region of the silver moon. If one were to look at the silver moon from the earth at that moment, they could see that it had slowly changed from a crescent moon to a full moon!

This meant that Lu Zhiyu had advanced from level seven to become a level eight mythical wizard!

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Chapter 192: Sea Of Death

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Sea of Death, Great Kafra Desert—

The Great Kafra Desert was at the edge of the core region that belonged to the Crete Empire. It was also a border line between it and the legendary Batko Empire.

A hundred years ago, the existence of the Batko Empire was just a legend to the humans that were living in the southern and the western parts of the world. The desert empire in the legend was full of mysteries.

According to legend, people in the Batko Empire lived in the desert. Many people in the central province thought that, as they were living in such a poor and lifeless land, they had to have a special bloodline that enabled them to survive.

It was during this time that the talented and genius first emperor Yip Ima Batko had assimilated his tribe and clan into the surrounding smaller tribes, infusing them with power. Under Yip's command, they conquered and united the whole Batko area, then built this huge nation, which is now known as the current Batko Empire.

However, the Batko Empire had been decaying for over a century. This was no real surprise, as it was only natural that an empire that was maintained and controlled by tribes and bloodlines would decline as generations passed. As such, the emperor was no longer capable of holding the entire empire together.

During this time, many tribes had risen up and declared their independence and were starting to refuse to follow the king's orders. They even stopped paying taxes. Soon after this, the city of Fanse from the Tuten Dynasty invaded the Batko Empire.

The Tuten Dynasty was an alliance of cities, the city of Fanse being the most powerful of them all. In the 46th year of the San Calendar, an alliance was formed by the city of Fanse, which had been killing and robbing their way, pillaging all the way up to the political center of Batko, the city of Baber.

In a short period of time, they took over the city, officially marking the end of the Batko Empire. They burnt down the palace, killed the last emperor, and took everything from the city.

The death of Batko's royal family and the loss of the city of Baber had spelt the end of the dynasty of the desert empire. The Batko area had now returned to being governed by tribes and families.

The tribes constantly fought and killed each other, fighting over the limited sources of water and farmland. The chaos and conflict soon spread across the entire area.

Meanwhile, as The Church of Light had just started their own uprising, there were many other religions being formed. Since these newer religions were isolated and harshly suppressed by The Church of Light, the believers of these new religions had gradually escaped from the central province and the west, fleeing to the Batko area and other exotic nations in the south.

As for the Tuten Dynasty in the east, due to the way that the nation was being governed by the alliance of cities, their special religious and cultural structure made it very difficult for these religions to fit in. In the following dozen or so years, these religions were slowly integrated into the tribes and clans of the Batko area.

In fact, religion was the only thing that had seemed to bloom in this poor land, as people began to crave something to believe in even more when faced with suffering and disastrous conditions. As such, many temples were erected, which added an unique dynamic to the area.

Presently, Lu Zhiyu was riding on a camel, while Eve followed along behind him. Both of them were wearing cloaks and had cloths over their faces. The desert was not completely lifeless, as they would occasionally see cactus and shrubs appearing, some of which were actually special landmarks that the traveling merchants used for navigation.

Everyone in their group was spiritless. Back when they had just entered the desert, some of the people had found the surroundings new and refreshing and were be constantly asking questions. However, that newness had now faded, and the entire group was just moving forward like mindless drones now, having fallen into a dead silence.

As of now, Lu Zhiyu and the Rosa Bianca merchants had already been in the desert for a month. If Lu Zhiyu hadn't found an oasis with the special water finding method that he read from a book, they would surely have died of dehydration and exhaustion in the Sea of Death already! Fortunately, aside from encountering a magical sand snake beast that kept attacking them, plus a guard's being stung by a scorpion, they hadn't encountered any real dangers.

As for Lu Zhiyu and Eva, they had been treated with the utmost respect. In fact, many of the people from the group thought that this couple was as pretty as a painting.

However, as the journey progressed, everyone was reaching their limits. It also didn't help matters that all that they could see the whole day was just an endless amount of sand.

At first, one was drawn in by the unique beauty of the desert. Yet now, all they could feel was fear and terror.

Every step they took, their feet sunk down into the sand. Then, as they would try to extract their feet from the sand, the movement of lifting their feet up and down made their feelings of heaviness and lethargy even worse! Many of them soon drifted into daydreams of delusions and despair…

Where are we?

How long will it take before we can get out of this desert?

Why does this place feel so familiar? Are we walking in circles?

Everyone felt sweat trickling out of every pore in their bodies. They were so exhausted, anyone could pass out at any moment. In fact, a few of them were already showing symptoms of heat stroke.

However, at this moment, someone started screaming. This was because a strange noise had just been heard, coming from the rear of the flank.

They looked towards that direction, only to see that a yellow dust had covered the sky! What's more, it now rushed towards their direction, like a monster with an open mouth!

"What is that?" someone asked.

"Sandstorm!" someone else shouted in reply.

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Chapter 193: Another Group of Merchants

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The arrival of the sandstorm scared a lot of the horses, which bolted. This turned the entire group into a chaotic mess, as many people were running away to escape the affected region.

"Do not run away! Everyone, stay calm! Stop them! Do not panic!" Grumman, the owner of the merchants, shouted as he attempted to stop the runaways.

It was an extremely foolish idea to try to escape the massive sandstorms, anyway! After all, one's escaping aimlessly would only lead to his getting lost and ultimately dying in the storm!

While Lu Zhiyu was hurrying the camels along, he said to Grumman, "We need to find some cover, anything that can shield us from the wind."

Grumman nodded and shouted, "You're right! We need to find something like that. Let's head this way, then once we get over the sand dunes, we should be able to find a hiding place."

"Follow us, do not fall behind!"

"Everyone, look around yourselves, do not fall behind!"

As Grumman and his guards shouted out orders, the merchants immediately headed in the opposite direction of the sandstorm. However, it didn't take long before the storm caught up to them and the whole group was swallowed by the yellow storm!

Everyone covered their noses and ears faces with cloths, while the wind and the sand swallowed the whole world. The yellow sandstorm took over all of the visible space, making them all feel like their ears had been placed next to a roaring sound machine!

They then lost their eyesight and hearing, and all their skin that was exposed to the storm was in agonizing pain. In fact, it felt like it was being cut by countless little knives!

The merchants were moving away, while hurrying their camels and horses along. The camels were trying their best to keep up, while the bells on their necks were ringing constantly in the wild sandstorm. Everyone was focused on sticking with the group, because they knew if they were to fall behind, they would surely die.

At that moment, Lu Zhiyu and the many merchants, including Grumman, noticed that a group of blurry shadows had appeared within the sandstorm, coming from another direction. At first glance, no one had any clue as to what they were, but as the shadows came closer, they realized that it was another group of equally unfortunate merchants that had been caught in the sandstorm."amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;*@"

They shouted in some language from the Batko area, desperately trying to communicate with the Rosa Bianca merchants, but their language and accents didn't make any sense to the western merchants.

"They are the Batko merchants! They are speaking the language of the Pusuote Clan! So, that means that they must be among the tribes of Pusuote!" Grumman thought might have understood their language, so he quickly answered back.

The Batko merchants also had a big group of camels and people, so the two groups combined forces and kept moving forward together. As the sandstorm had grown even worse, their visibility had also gotten worse.

Also, the sky had gone completely dark. Then, a hurricane that was carried in by the sandstorm almost blew them off their feet!

"Get up! Get up! Run, you godda*n animals!" one of the merchants screamed. Now, even the camels refused to move, as they sat completely still on the ground, no matter how hard the merchants whipped them.

Grumman asked anxiously, "What do we do? I remember there was a rocky area around here before, so why is it not here? Oh my God! Maybe we went in the wrong direction amid all of the panic!"

A man who was wearing a hood and was wrapped in cloth explained to Grumman loudly in his strange language, then proceeded to hold his own head as if he had gone mad. Lu Zhiyu happened to be around and clearly understood the man in the language that had branched off the Batko languages.

"The rocky hills here were buried under the desert! We are doomed!" another merchant shouted out.

Everyone had fallen into despair, as ordinary humans were no match for the power of nature. The wind speed had reached one to two hundred kilometers per hour, and many people started to feel dizzy and began to suffocate.

"We are all going to die here!"

"This is the God of the desert's will!"

Those from the Batko group had one by one given up and accepted their fates. It was as if they had lost their wills to live.

However, Grumman still ordered everyone to form a circle with the camels and horses. He was trying his best to lead this group to survive this sandstorm. But, looking at the situation now, it did not look good.

Eva followed closely behind Lu Zhiyu. When she saw the slight change of expression on his face, she quickly asked, "Master, would you like me to block the sandstorm?"

Grumman had fallen into painful despair by now, when he just happened to hear Eva's voice.

Grumman moved towards the two of them with great difficulty amid the sandstorm, as he tightly pressed the cloth against his mouth and nose and asked furiously, "What are you two babbling on about? Go hide somewhere quickly!"

He then put his hands together and said, as if praying to the gods of the skies, "Please, let us survive this disaster!"

Lu Zhiyu looked at Eva and Grumman, squinted his eyes, then patted Eva's shoulder and said, "Let me handle this. Your ability is not fit for a situation like this!"

Within the sandstorm, the wild wind was still constantly carrying sand, but as Grumman saw Lu Zhiyu open his arms wide, the power of the middle tier mythical creature Lord of Dreams' realm quickly started covering the surroundings! Soon, the whole earth was covered in mind power force fields!

"Projection!" Grumman shouted in awe, as he looked at Lu Zhiyu as if he was weaving the fabric of the world!

Huge stones orbited around, surrounding the merchants. They then accumulated to form thick walls. The sandstorm had been blocked, as the stone walls were erected and the harsh sand and wind that was torturing everyone could not penetrate them!

Suddenly, everyone looked at Lu Zhiyu. This kind of control over the world amazed them all, causing most of the people cheer joyfully!

Grumman took off his cloth and was blankly staring at Lu Zhiyu, as he never would have thought that this noble-looking young man who had been alongside him throughout the whole expedition had such great power!

This power far surpassed his imagination. It was almost as if it was the power of the gods!

Many of the Batko merchants had all kneeled down, and their leader, who was a skinny middle-aged man with short hair, even thought that Lu Zhiyu must be a prophet of the God of desert. Hence, he had knelt down on the ground before him.

Then, right before everyone's eyes, a stone castle-like structure was built around them. For Lu Zhiyu, this was something that he would have easily been able to do before, but was not such an easy feat in his current form.

His abilities of realm and projection, since his becoming a level eight mythical wizard and the Lord of Dreams, now allowed him to edit the rules of the normal plane within the realm at will. So, if he knew the working mechanisms of the rules, then he could freely control and edit nature, as this was only the most basic of applications.

Lu Zhiyu opened his arms, manipulating the walls like he was playing a piano. The walls built up higher and higher, and finally, as his hands closed together, a luxurious white stone castle appeared in the middle of that crazy sandstorm!

As for the Rosa Bianca merchants and the Batko merchants, they were now all under this castle's protection. The sandstorm was still ravaging outside the castle, but everything and everyone within it was calm and safe!

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Chapter 194: Origin

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The sandstorm continued to blow through, but when it reached the stone castle, only the sound of the wind blowing through the stone wall could be heard. However, it was clearly getting more severe, as it showed no signs of stopping.

Inside the huge stone castle, torches and a bonfire were lit. Unlike the fears that had filled it in the past, the stone castle was now filled with cheers. Everyone was relieved that they barely escaped with their lives. Laughter could be heard everywhere.

Slowly, more people started looking at Lu Zhiyu and Eva with great curiosity, as well as shock, fear, and even respect in their eyes. Nobody expected that Lu Zhiyu would have such power!

Merchants who had been in contact with with Lu Zhiyu before were now too scared to come and greet him. They only looked at Lu Zhiyu from a distance, avoiding eye contact.

They did not even have the courage to discuss Lu Zhiyu's power and identity. It was almost as if they were afraid that he would hear them with his superpowers.

Grumman, the owner of the Rose Merchants, stood behind the campfire near Lu Zhiyu and Eva, yet dared not approach the pair. However, when he met Lu Zhiyu's gaze, he plucked up enough courage to sit distance across from Lu Zhiyu.

Lu Zhiyu smiled at Grumman, who was bold and a bit aggressive. He looked nervous.

"Who are you, anyway?" Grumman finally opened his mouth for the first time to ask the simple question.

He found this so-called scholar, who had paid a lot of money to follow him to Batko, was quite mysterious. Grumman did not know his true identity, but he did know that he was absolutely not a nobleman!

After all Grumman was not an ordinary villager! He had some knowledge of the world, as he had traveled to the south and north, which were journeys that revealed many secrets of the world to him.

"Are you wizards?" When Grumman asked this, he was trembling.

The existence of wizards, for ordinary people, was a major terror. Just hearing the words was enough to make people shiver.

Lu Zhiyu couldn't help but laugh. "Is this important?"

Lu Zhiyu bowed his head and played with the fire embers. "I pay, and you take me to the Batko Empire. We have a contractual relationship. That's all, isn't it?"

Grumman listened to him with relief. "I understand. Thank you for your help in explaining. Both I and the Rosa Bianca merchants will always remember your kindness!"

At this time, the Batko merchants, who had suffered through the sandstorm together, took out some dried meat and shared it with the others. Then, everyone ate the food and laughed together.

As they were eating, a teenager in a ragged shirt was holding a silver plate that was filled with meat. He kneeled in front of Lu Zhiyu, offering him food and goat's milk.

Lu Zhiyu hesitated, while he looked at the leader of the Batko merchants in the distance. At that moment, Grumman was looking at him piously, then bent his head down to salute him. After seeing this, Lu Zhiyu nodded and accepted the food that the teenager had just offered him.

Lu Zhiyu looked at the teenager, who was a typical Batko citizen with dark skin, dark brown hair, yellowish pupils, an extremely thin body, and a mark of slavery on his clavicle. The teenager, with fearful and longing eyes, looked carefully back at Lu Zhiyu.

What had just happened before had led all of the Batko people to believe that Lu Zhiyu was the messenger of the god of the desert. This was because, in their minds, only the messenger of such a god could have such power.

This was also because the people in Batko had never seen church priests, and even wizards hardly came around. So, when they see magical beasts that have extraordinary powers, they believe that they were sent as punishment, living disasters that were brought by the gods.

Lu Zhiyu asked the boy, "What's your name?"

The teenager heard Lu Zhiyu, then pointed anxiously to his ears and mouth. Only then did Lu Zhiyu discover that the teenager was deaf and mute.

"Don't move. Just relax!" Lu Zhiyu looked at the teenager and put his hand over his ears. The teenager's back muscles tightened up immediately, as he was too nervous to move.

Lu Zhiyu was using the Body Modification Technique, which was the first witchcraft that he had created, as well as the first witchcraft of the Blood Wizards. The whole structure of the teenager's brain immediately appeared in Lu Zhiyu's awareness, while the teenager closed his eyes.

At this time, everyone around Lu Zhiyu was watching him with this deaf and mute person. They did not understand what Lu Zhiyu was doing.

When Lu Zhiyu released his hand, the teenager immediately felt that something shocking. It was something that he had never felt since his birth, and it was pouring into his head constantly! It was sound, wonderful sound!

People's voices, the sounds of the flames cracking, and even the sound of the wind rushed into his consciousness. All of these sounds were so beautiful, he could not help but tremble.

The teenager opened his eyes and looked around him. All of the voices kept coming into his ears. He stood up in the middle of the castle. It seemed as if the whole world was spinning around him, its myriad sounds constantly in his ears.

"Ah! I, I hear…!" The teenager constantly adjusted his voice until he could finally say a complete sentence.

Everyone began talking at once, as they were amazed at what they had just witnessed. For the ordinary people of this era, being deaf and mute was considered as a punishment from the gods that could not be cured. Watching Lu Zhiyu cure the teenaged slave was like watching someone break god's curse on them!

The Rosa Bianca merchants and the Batko merchants immediately knelt on the ground and saluted Lu Zhiyu. The young man just looked at Lu Zhiyu in amazement, not knowing what to say.

He was not very tall, so he only reached Lu Zhiyu's shoulders. At the moment, his eyes were filled with tears. In his view, Lu Zhiyu was the incarnation of the gods, the one who had come and rescued him from hell!

After wiping away the tears on his face, the young man knelt on the ground to kiss Lu Zhiyu's boots. He then stuck his head to the ground respectfully. This was the most pious courtesy that could be shown.

"My name is Cetisius," the teenager said.

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Chapter 195: Rumor in Pusuote

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The wind lasted for most of the night, only stopping when the sun was about to rise. It took more than a month for Lu Zhiyu and the Rosa Bianca merchants to leave the sandy and deadly quiet of the Great Kafra Desert to reach the Batko border.

Once they arrived, they saw small oases, large palm-like jujube trees, and numerous Batko people. The men and women here either wore simple clothes, such as long gowns that were made with whole pieces of skin, or blouses with short sleeves and long skirts. Some of their unique clothing even exposed their thighs and belly buttons!

When the Rosa Bianca Merchants rode their camels through these small oases and villages, the hot women with bare thighs flirted with the merchants. As the women approached them, the guards all straightened their backs and puffed out their chests, as these beautiful women made them want to strut their stuff!

Lu Zhiyu quietly observed the people in Batko. Compared with the people in the western world, the people in Batko had much darker skin. Most of them were also very lean.

In fact, there were hardly any fat people there. This was not only due to the lack of food, but it was also because most of the people were not rich enough to be able to buy food, even if it was available.

When Lu Zhiyu designed had designed their race, he gave them different gifts from the West. In addition to those differences, long-term isolation from the West had also resulted in their being a very different race from the Crete Empire, the Golden Rose Kingdom, and the Mara Kingdom.

"Look, it's Pusuote! We Pusuotes are the largest tribe in this area. We have a large area for keeping cows, and we rule the place where the Hashe River flows. Hence, we're the strongest!" Anke pointed to the city in the distance.

The city walls were made of yellow earth, and the buildings in the city were made with a mixture of earth and stone. Some of the large buildings had been built with stone, while the houses of ordinary people were built with simple earth.

The Batko Empire had a unique architectural style. As such, there were few western-inspired wooden houses here.

Anke was a slim middle-aged man with short hair. He was a nobleman in Pusuote. Most of the merchants that he led were soldiers, while the rest were slaves.

As the group of merchants went into the city of Pusuote, a large number of pedestrians and camels were walking along the street. On both sides of the street, there were also many peddlers, all of whom were selling pots, gold and silver ware, fruits, and salt.

Today was the monthly market day, so the city was very busy. Everywhere, the sound of bargaining could be heard.

"Here we are. We will do business here, then go to the next city. After that, we return to the Church of Light. Do you want to come back with us?" Grumman asked Lu Zhiyu.

Lu Zhiyu got off of his horse and stroked its neck while letting it drink some water. "No, I just may stay here for a long time!"

Lu Zhiyu found himself somewhat fond of the unique culture here. He now preferred to be around a crowd rather than doing experiments in the laboratory alone.

Even looking at the bustling city, he felt instantly comfortable. Compared with being called a god, Lu Zhiyu much preferred to be called the explorer of life evolution!

His plan was to gradually complete the divine system here, improve the level eight Mythological Wizards, and intermediate the mythical creatures' and the Lord of Dreams' powers. In addition, Lu Zhiyu wanted to work with Eva to improve mechanical alchemy.

Back in the wizard tower's library, Pyros had collected a lot of ideas about the new generation of wizards and new witchcraft. Lu Zhiyu would often read through these materials. Although they were mainly about low level wizards, some of the fantastic ideas and creations always gave Lu Zhiyu unexpected inspiration.

At this time, the teenaged slave Cetisius stood behind Lu Zhiyu and said in a respectful way, "My master, Anke Pusuote Huru, would like to invite you to his castle in the city."

Ever since he had known of Lu Zhiyu, Anke both feared and revered him. As such, he dared not speak to Lu Zhiyu ever.

This was why he had relied on Cetisius to deliver his message. Pusuote was his surname, Hulu was his fiefdom, which was located in a small village in Pusuote.

Lu Zhiyu turned his head and looked at Anke, who immediately bowed to Lu Zhiyu. Then, he spoke to Lu Zhiyu for the first time. "Honorable messenger of god, I hope that you can accept my hospitality. It would be a great honor!"

Lu Zhiyu thought about it, then nodded. There was ecstasy on Anke's face, as everyone in Pusuote believed in the god of the desert and worshipped the ancestors of the other gods.

In Pusuote, there were many temples. The priests in these temples had great power in the city. In Pusuote, the tribal leaders, priests, and nobles formed the special ruling authority.

"Thank you. Everything is ready!" Anke said.

Anke's earth castle was similar to Crete's castle, but was much shorter, having only three floors. Aside from the temples, it was the main building style in Batko.

A large number of soldiers and slaves in the earth castle were busy unloading commodities for the castle's use. Anke quickly arranged for Lu Zhiyu and Eva to stay in the master room.

The spacious upper floor had a bathroom, living room, and bedroom. As they entered, several tanned, beautiful Batko maids opened the windows, through which they could see the scenery of the entire city of Pusuote.

After Lu Zhiyu bathed, several maids helped him change into white clothes that looked very similar to a large sacrificial robe. Lu Zhiyu found this fact quite interesting.

The Batko maids who changed Lu Zhiyu's clothes were clearly smitten with him. When changing his clothes, they even snuggled Lu Zhiyu's chest, while their faces flushed. All of this aroused Eva's discontent.

Both within the West and in Batko, nobles did not undertake manual labor. As such, household slaves and servants were responsible for every trivial thing, such as bathing, cooking, and so on.

In the evening, Anke sent Lu Zhiyu food and books that were related to the god of the desert. It seemed that Anke really regarded Lu Zhiyu as the messenger of gods, so he was being a very cautious and perfect host.

"This desert god's theological propaganda is full of Western style, but also with some local color. It is estimated that it was founded by a religious believer who escaped from the West. Now, it seems that it is still developing well." Lu Zhiyu flipped through the books, while he chatted with Eva.

However, Eva wasn't speaking. Lu Zhiyu closed his book and looked at Eva. "I didn't think you were learning to be jealous and angry. It seems that emotions come not only from the body, but also from memory and experience."

"I'm not angry. I just feel that the human women don't respect you." Eva sat stony-faced, while talking to Lu Zhiyu.

Lu Zhiyu laughed, then moved on in the conversation, giving her time to simmer down from her temper tantrum. "I like Pusuote. We'll stay here for a while."

After the return of Anke's merchants, rumors of the messenger of the gods spread throughout the city. Stories that were filled with a huge stone castle that suddenly emerged in the desert, a slave named Cetisius who could suddenly speak and hear, and other merchants that had seen the castle all proved to everyone who heard them that Lu Zhiyu was indeed this messenger.

In fact, everyone was talking about it! The common people, the slaves, businessmen and nobles spread the news. It even reached the ears of the senior priest of the palace of the god of desert and the leader of the Pusuote tribe!

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Chapter 196: The Palace of the God of the Desert

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The leader of the Pusuote Tribe was also the tribe's governor. Originally, this position was appointed by Yep Ima Batko, the early king of Batko, but in the later period, the tribal leaders naturally became the governors.

The original rotation system was thus abandoned, giving way to a lifelong inheritance system. However, it was not the offspring, but the young brothers who became the next leaders and governors.

The governor's house was like a palace. Within the palace, a large number of colorful murals covered the walls, each depicting gods and sacrifices. At this moment, the leader of the Pusuote Tribe was in a meeting.

Someone asked about the messenger. "I don't know if you've heard of the recent emergence of the messenger of the desert god?"

Several other tribal leaders and some of the noblemen in Pusuote were not interested in this topic of discussion. One of them said, The palace of the desert god should take care of it. Beliefs and sacrifice are their business, while the territory and the population are our concerns. This is the agreement we signed long ago!"

After all, this was not The Church of Light. Basically, since no one had witnessed any miracles here, there was no single, unified belief here.

This meant that religions and beliefs were not simple here. Instead, they were quite intricate. Moreover, apart from the common people, most of the others did not care so much about beliefs at all!

Someone else in the room piped up, "But, that was a miracle! He clearly had the power of god!"

After a long debate, the governor said, "Let the high priest deal with it. As for whether he really is the messenger of the gods, they will find that out!"

The palace of the desert god was luxurious, and it occupied several times the amount of space that the governor's house did. The palace was situated in the south, and its tall stone pillars were engraved with monsters, beast heads, and human bodies. There were also rows of kneeling statues that lined the aisles inside the palace.

The grand gate was inlaid with dazzling jade and gemstones. There was also statue inside.

The statue depicted a monster, which had a human body and hair like countless snakes intertwined. This was the legendary god of the desert statue!

If Lu Zhiyu came to see it, he would feel that it was someone with whom he was already familiar. This was because the statue monster looked exactly the same as the monster that he had created earlier, Medusa!

Although Batko was originally rich in gold, after hundreds of years of mining, not much gold remained. However, this tall statue was made of gold, which only made it more priceless. From the luxurious style of the palace, one could tell how much manpower, material resources, and money had been spent to build and furnish it.

Sadly, most of the resources that were used for the palace came from a large number of greedy priests, who would take a large amount of money from the lower class people every year. Those poor, faithful, and underfed people gave everything they had to them, which was how this palace had become so ornate and posh.

Now, in the side lounge of the palace, Hatton, the high priest, was in a rage. Rumors were circulating in the city that were very threatening to him.

Supposedly, a messenger of god had come along. As such, Hatton's authority to host sacrifices and explain the will of god would be severely threatened. If the lower class people and nobles in Pusuote believed this so-called messenger, it would greatly limit his power as the high priest!

What made High Priest Hatton even angrier was that, not only were the common people believing in the power of this liar, but a large number of nobles were also buying into the hoax! Even inside the palace, some priests secretly went to the messenger's residence to pray.

As these various legends continued to spread throughout the city, more and more people began to believe them. If the whole city believed that it was true, Hatton would be in an awful fix!

"Da*n that liar! I am the only spokesman of the gods, the one who was chosen by the god of the desert! Only I can represent the authority of God! That fellow is just a blasphemer. It's the evil god who sent him here to try to divide us!" Hatton was really having a fit now.

Hatton was a fat man, which was rarely seen in Batko, and he kind of looked like a person from the northern Crete Empire. At the moment, the fat on his face was jiggling as his cheeks shook with rage.

He then shouted, "I can no longer tolerate this demon that was sent by evil gods. I need him to know that the honor of the god of the desert is at stake!"

A bald priest next to him asked, "What should we do?" The Pusuote people agreed not to interfere with our affairs. Shall we go straight to catch the liar ourselves?"

On the other side, another priest said faithfully, "Yes, such a liar who defiles the god of the desert must be buried alive in the sand and suffer eternal punishment from the god of the desert."

Hatton wished that he could go right away! After all, he knew more than ordinary people and nobles in Batko. There were a lot of extraordinary people in the far western region of the Church of Light that he could recruit for his cause!

He defined extraordinary as one who transcended a bloodline's limitations. This was the power of gods and devils. It was something that mortals couldn't understand. Ordinary people, no matter how strong they were, couldn't hurt them at all!

Many within the Church of Light were considered to be extraordinary saints and priests. One of the most powerful of these was Saintess Kelly.

As some of these Church of Light members had gained their powers from the devil, they also claimed to be masters of witchcraft. But, Hatton was more convinced that they had simply traded wickedly with the devil in exchange for their powers.

In light of this fact, Hatton guessed that the liar was probably a wizard from the West. So, he dared not confront him.

Although Hatton claimed to be the spokesman of the gods, he knew that he was just bluffing and lying in the name of the desert god. In the face of evil magic, Hatton felt scared, and he dared not face it head-on!

Hatton thought for a moment, then pulled over several of his most trusted priests in order to make plans secretly. "You…And you, when the right time comes, announce this news to the whole city of Pusuote… Then, I will come out, and the swindler will have no place to hide, not within the entire city of Pusuote!"

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Chapter 197: Fear and Suspicion

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Belief and worship, and suspicion and fear were the same things. As such, ordinary people would naturally follow the masses. Basically, people tend to easily believe what others say, but it is difficult for them to stick to their own ideas.

A few days ago, when Lu Zhiyu stood near the window, he could see a large number of people coming towards him, including nobles and wealthy businessmen. When they arrived, they knelt down and wanted to get a blessing from him, but were stopped by Anke.

A few days later, the pilgrim-like believers dispersed like smoke. Not only that, those people who had respected Lu Zhiyu so much were now suspicious of him. Many people were discussing Lu Zhiyu in secret, most of their conversations being highly unfavorable.

On the third floor of the castle, Lu Zhiyu flipped through the books that he had been brought. He marked certain pages and highlighted others.

The structural drawing on the book was Eva's body structure. Lu Zhiyu made many notes about important data and things in need of attention.

Lu Zhiyu had been wanting to further improve Eva's metal alchemic lifeform for some time now. As she was the first super metal alchemic lifeform, her model obviously had its weak points.

Lu Zhiyu also wanted to know the requirements for the formation of alchemic lifeforms, as well as for the formation of awareness and wisdom in the brain of metal cells. This was because Lu Zhiyu had never succeeded again after initially making Eva.

Eva was sitting quietly beside Lu Zhiyu. If there was nothing to take care of, she would not move.

Eva suddenly without being asked a question, which was rare for her. "Master, don't you care about them? They are speaking ill of you in private!"

Lu Zhiyu simply bowed his head and said, "Don't bother yourself about them. They are just ordinary people who are following other people and believing gossip."

Eva then said, "Cetisius came to me yesterday and told me to be careful. There are rumors circulating in the city that do not bode well for you. It is likely that someone will do something bad to you! But, at least he and his master, Anke, still believe in you unconditionally."

Lu Zhiyu raised his head and asked, "Why do they believe in me? I didn't tell them who I was or where I came from…"

Lu Zhiyu paused, looked out of the window and said, "As for what happened in the city, don't worry. At least they are about to do something finally!"Within the following few days, many strange incidents happened in the city. Many people were killed.

What was even more strange was that every deceased man had his heart dug out! Their deaths were horrifying and terrifying. In this city with tens of thousands of people, this immediately caused a sensation, leaving everyone to murmur among themselves…

"They are devils who devoured their souls!"

"This man is no longer able to go to heaven."

"His soul is cursed, and he will always be tormented by evil."

People couldn't stop discussing what was going on. The businessmen, who watched as bodies that were covered in white cloths were carried away, looked pale.

They were thinking how sad it was that the hearts had been dug out, as the heart had a special meaning in Batko. Specifically, the people believed that their souls existed in their hearts.

Although many people might not be afraid of death, they believed in the world after death, which they called the afterlife. If the heart was swallowed up by the devil, people could not enter this world. This was the most frightening thing for them.

At this time, neither the common people nor the nobles dared go outside at all. Rumors about monsters and endless dark evils spread rapidly throughout the city.

"It is the evil being who ate their hearts!"

"The monster is still in town. It's staring at everyone, and soon it will devour you, or maybe me!"

"We have to kill this monster!"

Some people took this opportunity to spread all kinds of ill-intentioned remarks, which only heightened the panic.

"Why hasn't this happened before?" In the streets and alleys, many people ask this same question.

Immediately, someone seemed to know what had happened. "It's the man. All of these things only started happening when he came!"

Then, a series of unfavorable remarks about Lu Zhiyu spread throughout the city…

"Yes, he has been hiding in the castle and refuses to come out. He must have a secret."

"He's making evil plans. He's been sent here by evil gods!"

At this time, the priests of the palace came and preached to the people. One of the priests said, "The great god of the desert has sent down an oracle. He told his spokesman on earth, high priest Hatton, that this man was not a messenger of gods, but a blasphemer of gods!"

The square where they were at was crowded with people. After the priest's speech, even more rumors started to circulate in the city, instantly being accepted as truth in all of the people's minds. People who were already fearful immediately felt as if they had been fooled by Lu Zhiyu, and anger surged into everyone's hearts.

"That servant of the evil god was sent by the pagans. He will only bring disaster and death to us. This is only the first step of his abominable plan. If we can't stop him, the city of Pusuote will be ruined. All of our souls will fall into the abyss and suffer eternal torture." The roar of one of the priests ignited fury in everyone's hearts.

The crowd on the square was enraged! Many families of the victims came out and shouted…

"Burn the evil god's servant! He must be punished!"

"Yes, kill him! May the god of the desert bless us. We are not afraid!"

"Expel the evil villain."

Everyone held their fists high. They all had red eyes, as if they were all being controlled by something beyond this world.

"Here comes the high priest, Lord Hatton!" one priest announced.

At this time, Hatton, accompanied by a large number of priests, walked out of the palace. As Hatton came among the crowd, the entire square immediately became quiet.

"God told me that this villain will bring us disaster!" Hatton spoke with a loud voice that could be heard throughout the square. "We must get rid of him. Only by getting rid of him can we then return to our peaceful and happy lives. Then, the glory of god will shine on us again."

Hatton held up his golden scepter, his facial fat shaking. "I am god's spokesman on earth. In the name of god, let's go punish him!"

"Kill him!" All of the people in the square roared with Hatton, "In the name of god!"

The people then turned and swarmed the streets, heading straight for the castle where Lu Zhiyu lived. As every household had a weapon, each person approached the palace, armed and angry!

These people were like angry hooligans. Everyone was steaming mad and headed straight for their target, which was Lu Zhiyu!

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Chapter 198: Heavenly Palace

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"On no! The priests of the desert palace were stirring up people in the city, inciting them to kill you!" As Cetisius had run to the palace from a distance, he was out of breath when he arrived to warn Lu Zhiyu.

Lu Zhiyu put down his quill pen and saw Cetisius kneeling at the door. After saluting him, Cetisius looked up at Lu Zhiyu and said in a hurry, "Anke sent me to you to let you know that he has arranged a way for you to escape. Follow me now please. Now that everyone believes Hatton, there is no time to waste! However, you can rest assured that Anke and I have absolute trust in you still."

Lu Zhiyu did not seem worried. "Don't worry!"

Lu Zhiyu didn't care too much about this new piece of news, neither did Eva. So, Cetisius could only kneel outside the door.

In contrast, all of the other people inside the castle were in a panic. After getting the news, they all ran out of the castle immediately.

The maids accidentally smashed the pots that they had been holding, as they were in such a hurry to run away. The slaves hid in the cellar in the backyard. After all of the chaos, there were only three people left, Lu Zhiyu, Eva and Cetisius.

Soon, a large number of angry Pusuote people poured into the castle. Many of the people outside surrounded it. It was almost as if they were afraid that the evil guy inside might escape by some dark magic!

Thousands of agitated people filled the broad streets outside, all of them shouting, "Kill him!"

Under the command of several priests, people kicked down the wooden castle gate and broke into the castle. Those hiding in the dark trembled as they were listening to the roars.

The people who broke in came straight to the center of the castle, which was exactly where Lu Zhiyu was! Cetisius was very nervous at the moment.

He was guarding the door that led to Lu Zhiyu's room, holding a spear that had been hanging on the wall. He was trembling with fear.

As Lu Zhiyu heard some rushed footsteps, several big men ran up the stairs towards him, each of them holding either a dagger or an ax! As Cetisius recalled the moment that Lu Zhiyu gave him the chance to hear and speak, he became fearless and screamed, "You can't hurt him!"

As these agitated mobs would never be afraid of such a small fellow as him, they thought he was a mere twerp of a fellow who had turned to evil gods. So, they raised their axes at him immediately.

As the young slave rushed towards the group of men, a big man kicked him to the ground and pointed his sword at him.

That's it. I'm dead!

Cetisius had only one thought in his mind at the moment. It was too late for him to escape! He could only watch the shimmering dagger coming at his neck.

"Stop!" Suddenly, a voice, accompanied by a force that seemed to be coming from out of nowhere made all of the people stop. Even the grim looks on their faces were fixed and unmoving.

Eva, wearing a black robe, went out and saw a large number of people frozen. No one could move.

People who were just coming in from the outside were shocked. All of those people who had rushed into the castle in front of them now stood still like stone statues!

"Don't go in! It's the power of the devil!" an onlooker shouted in terror.

The crowds who were moving towards the interior of the castle trembled with fear at this strange sight, then quickly retreated back. Several mobs who were near the gate of the castle crawled away in horror.

A beautiful woman, who was much more graceful than any human being, suddenly emerged from the castle. The mobs, after seeing the strange scenes inside the castle, dared not to make any moves. Several priests outside wanted to flee, but they found that they could not move one step at all!

Eva held out her hand, then clenched it tight. As she did so, one of the priest's bodies shrunk in the middle. The squeaky sound of his shrinking, mixed with his cries, made all of the others' teeth tremble and their legs weaken.

Eva then looked at another priest. Like she was pinching the ends off of string beans, she pinched that guy to death too! Then, many others collapsed and screamed wildly.

"Don't kill me! I'll tell you everything! It was Hatton who made us do it. He made us kill people in the city, pull people's hearts out, then blame it on you!" The words of this priest confused everyone present, and all those who were agitated finally felt like fools.

"How could it be Hatton?"

"You killed people!"

"Liars! You are all a bunch of liars!"

Everyone felt that their beliefs and trusts had been violated. Realizing that they had been deceived, many people fell on their knees in despair.

After the third priest confessed, the other two surrendered. But, Eva still did not stop, but pinched all three of them to death! At this moment, everyone lost their trust in the desert palace and Hatton.

"Why did they deceive us?"

"Why did the high priest do this? Why did he kill my brother!"

"My child!"

Having hurried to the scene, Anke cried out from among the crowd, "Because the real spokesman of god is inside, Hatton is just a liar who is falsely speaking in the name of god!"

Anke pointed inside the castle, then said, "Look, that's the power of god! Can Hatton build a huge castle overnight in the Sea of Death? Can Hatton cause Cetisius to hear and speak? Can he save me and my merchants from the sandstorm? No! Only the messenger of god can do such things!"

As Anke's words were very convincing, everyone once again looked inside the castle, as if they had found meaning to their lives again. Then, they immediately cursed Hatton…

"That Hatton is the real blasphemer, as he deceives us in the name of god! His sins are unforgivable!"

"Yes, god's messenger is inside the castle. We need to welcome the real spokesman of god."

"Punish Hatton!"

"We need to listen to the commandments of the true god!"

As Lu Zhiyu hadn't shown up yet, the people looked to Eva. They immediately knelt down and worshiped her devoutly, as if they had completely believed Anke's words that Eva and Lu Zhiyu were the spokesmen of god.

Lu Zhiyu watched the farce outside quietly. He had achieved his purpose. When Anke invited him to stay here, Lu Zhiyu had a simple plan, which was to apply to the east of the Alen Continent an extraordinary power and divine system.

This was a desert of extraordinary power! Neither divine incantation nor witchcraft had been spread to this area. Wizards and priests seemed to have no regard for this barren and uncivilized region. Instead, they chose the prosperous central province as the core area for their own development.

With more and more ferocious magical beasts emerging here, people found no way to resist them. Even many religions worshiped magical beasts as gods now.

Moreover, the eastern population was no less than that of the West. Once the divine system spread here, the developmental speed of Lu Zhiyu's Divine Kingdom would be further accelerated, which was part of the reason why Lu Zhiyu had come to Batko.

Lu Zhiyu hadn't even had to make an effort, and the whole situation had turned out so favorable! Lu Zhiyu then joined Eva, and the both of them, dressed in a white robe and a black robe respectively, then went into the desert palace.

Amid all of the confusion, the clueless high priest Hatton had not yet figured out why he was suddenly surrounded by the same people that he had just incited to kill Lu Zhiyu. Hatton wanted to escape, but he was caught by the angry people and sentenced to the cruelest criminal punishment in Pusuote! He was cast alive, made into a kneeling bronze statue and placed in front of the palace!

Then, Lu Zhiyu, who had been previously denounced as the villain of evil gods, was greeted respectfully by the nobles, the tribal leaders, and the remaining priests of the desert palace in the city. Lu Zhiyu then became the spokesman of god on earth.

He soon had hundreds of thousands of followers. Then, Anke was chosen by Lu Zhiyu to be the new high priest of the palace.

In year 62 of the Holy Calendar, the desert palace was renamed the heavenly palace, and Randil, who was called the god of gods, ruled over all of the gods. A polytheistic sect now dominated Batko, and its unique belief system was vastly different from the Church of Light on the west coast of the Sea of Death and the orcs' Church of Light in the northern part of the Alen Continent.

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Chapter 199: The Emergence of Dream Wizards

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Within the wizard tower, a large number of wizard apprentices were in a hall on the second floor. Everyone was talking with each other.

There were many former apprentices who had graduated from the wizard tower that were sitting in the back seats. They had now become wizard staff members or mentors.

Edward stood in front of the stage to speak. Although he was young, he had already completed his courses in the tower, thus graduating from the tower to become a wizard. In fact, just a few days ago, he had successfully achieved level four!

But even so, he was still not quite qualified to stand here. This time was a rare exception, as he was giving speech on behalf of the Master of the Tower, Bohr Kelermo. The speech was to focus on some of his pioneering discoveries and progresses that were likely to pave an exciting new path for future wizards.

"Today, I stand here to talk about the idea that, in the future, there will be a new generation of wizards, the Dream Wizards! Most of what I'm going to talk about today comes from the teachings of Anthony, the founder of the wizard tower. Anthony's notes say that the origin of dreamcraft can be traced back to the divine incantation. It is related to the rules of origin and mind power interference in reality. Like the Philosopher's Stone, it relates to the mystery of mind power."

He took a breath, then continued. "Since the end of the war between the orcs and the humans, wizards have once again come into contact with priests and Holy Knights. Their divine incantations have developed, becoming more complex and flexible. They can now call up divine creatures and even powerful saints who have passed away. Priests, though they look weak, have great fighting power. They can actually interfere with reality via illusions, thus being able to cause harm to our bodies and kill us!"

As he watched the audience's eyes widen, he continued. "Their divine incantations are only becoming more and more powerful. In fact, they are not even inferior to our Blood Witchcraft! Also, the Church of Light, after the end of the war between the humans and the orcs, though it lost its artifacts and its beloved Saintess, didn't decline. Hence, in the face of such power, we are still at a disadvantage."

Edward gave some examples of this in order to illustrate the possibilities of dreamcraft, which immediately aroused the interests of a large number of wizards. As Edward was very young, even though he had earned some reputation among the students, in the eyes of most of the older wizards, he was only an apprentice with some gifts.

Most of the wizards who come here were just curious about the so-called new witchcraft, and they had also come out of respect for Bohr. As such, Edward was also under a lot of pressure to impress them.

Although his mentor, Bohr Kelermo, gave him high praise for his new research, Edward was not completely sure if he could get others to see its merits.

At the moment, everyone quieted down and became interested in what he had just said. He felt relieved and went on to discuss the main topic. "Dreamcraft is complex, and it includes illusionary techniques, curse witchcraft, and combining witchcraft with mind power force fields. It is a major research tool for all witchcraft. When done right, interfering with reality by using mind power is limitless. In fact, the only limits are our imagination!"

He went on, hearing amazed gasps from the audience, "We can project the scenes in our dreams into real life, thus involving everyone in our dreams. The stronger your mind power, the more powerful your illusionary technique will be."

He then concluded, "I believe that there are many techniques of dreamcraft that are just waiting to be developed. But, I can't do it all on my own. This requires numerous wizards to study and explore, just like Blood Witchcraft."

Everything Edward had just said caused the audience to erupt in a round of big cheers. Everyone seemed to be able to see the great future of dreamcraft. With such a positive reaction, it was very likely that it would become an important branch of witchcraft!

Many people were reading the brochure that Edward had handed out when they entered the stage area, which recorded the characteristics and applications of dreamcraft. Although Lu Zhiyu had given Edward's dreamcraft notes a glance and had offered a few insights, Edward had relied mainly on his his talent, as well as his contacts with and observations of the priests to complete the rest.

Part of Adenos' thoughts and research on the Ghost Witchcraft had also been included in Edward's notes. This was something that Lu Zhiyu had never thought of incorporating in his own practices. As such, he knew that Edward was a genius, and so was his fellow student Adenos.

A mentor suddenly stood up and said, "As far as I know, it's very difficult for a wizard below level four to have the ability that you have just described. After all, their mind power has not been activated. Although they can use curse witchcraft to impose physical harm, it's just a lie that one of their illusions could interfere with reality."

The mentor took a breath, then criticized Edward loudly, "It is impossible to achieve such a thing at all!"

Another wizard stood up. "It's not difficult for wizards to build perfect dreams and illusions, but dreams are like sandcastles, as they can be destroyed easily. Besides, it's not practical at all. Do you mean to tell us that every time you use dreamcraft, you have to make a lot of preparations in order to build your dreams?"

Many wizards immediately started to find loopholes in Edward's premise. After all, this was the wizard tower, where wisdom and knowledge was held above all. As such, any imprecise idea would not be recognized or accepted.

But, Edward didn't panic. He waited for all of them to express their opinions, then picked up a silver crystal that was the size of a bean.

"Here's the key!" As Edward raised the crystal, he immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. Some could not recognize what it was, but several of the mentors stood up and turned to look at Bohr.

"The Philosopher's Stone!"

"That's the Philosopher's Stone!"

Some of them shouted out at once, immediately recognizing the rare treasure. Everyone had heard of the magic stone! For the wizards, it was holy!

It could transform mind power and make people step into level four. It had originally been prohibited by the wizard tower, but after the return of Uruk, when Wolfe and Wendy went to Yala, the prohibition was rendered null and void.

For most wizards, this was the most prized artifact. Without it, wizards couldn't break through the significant threshold of level four, even if they were strong enough. Thus, it represented the dream and hope of all wizards!

When he realized that the audience did not understand what he meant, Edward went on to say, "Everything you said just now can be solved with what I have in my hand. Yes, it's the Philosopher's Stone, but not the original one, as it has been transformed!"

He waited a moment, while many people gasped, then said, "Like Blood Witchcraft that needs magical beasts' spellcasting organs and bloodlines, dreamcraft also needs something special. That is what I have in my hand! I call it the Stone of Dreams, and it has been made from the Philosopher's Stone."

He smiled, then continued. "The Philosopher's Stone can interfere with reality by creating an illusion, which immediately reminds me of dreams. I then use mind power to consolidate my dreams within the Philosopher's Stone, then transplant the stone into my body. Then, it becomes the Stone of Dreams, which allows my dream to be projected into reality. At that point, the dream that originally was only an illusion will now become a stable dream space!"

As Edward spoke, he pointed to the middle section of his forehead, between his eyebrows. This was where he had transplanted the Stone of Dreams and where his mind power emanated from his brain.

Immediately, a silver wolf appeared in the hall. It was being projected by his mind power!

The silver wolf's image was vivid, and it looked fiercely at all of the wizards, emitting a low roar. Even its fur was waving in the wind that was coming in from the open window nearby.

Many of the students were shocked and turned to discuss with one another what they were seeing…

"What?"

"Is this an illusion?"

"It's not a simple illusion. It really interferes with reality! It is really just like he said."

"This is dreamcraft?"

A large number of mentors and tower staff gathered around and carefully looked at the silver wolf. They watched him run around the hall and jump at Edward, just like a real wolf! But, while it was in the air, it turned into a silver light and disappeared! Only then did they know for sure that it was not a living creature, but an illusory projection!

Edward went to the front of the stage and bowed to everyone. "This is dreamcraft!"

A big round of applause issued forth from the excited crowd. This young man, along with his mentor Bhor, had pioneered a brand new wizard branch!

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Chapter 200: Bronze Statue Ghost

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Edward followed Bohr to the top of the wizard tower. He felt very excited. Now that he had the dreamcraft practice materials, he was ready to go to the tower library and convert them into points!

"Thank you, mentor. Without your help, I would never have been able to accomplish so much!" Edward said.

Bohr replied immediately, "Thank mentor Anthony. I didn't think you would be lucky enough to be chosen by him. Although he taught you how to practice dreamcraft, you have perfected the whole system, consolidated several basic theories, and lowered the threshold for learning and using dreamcraft. I'm also glad to see that you have created a new branch of wizards."

Bohr was very proud of his protege's achievements. Bohr looked forward to seeing wizards become even more strong and powerful.

Edward immediately recalled the mysterious man and the event that took place in the Mara kingdom. The encounter with Anthony, the great sage, and the beginning of his dreamcraft had transformed Edward from an impetuous little wizard to a real wise man. Edward felt that this was destiny at work.

They soon arrived at the gate of the tower library. The huge stone door of the library was open and the library floor was covered with carpets. Its luxurious decorations were quite different from before.

The library had a lot of partitions, which were finely separated by wooden shelves. Each partition was three or four meters high, ten meters wide, and had five layers. There were also many stairs and spiral ladders inside the library. The wizards would walk on these partitions, looking for the books they wanted.

This was a real world of books. The huge library was filled with the smell of the books and the taste of knowledge. This fantastic atmosphere made people feel like they were inside a paradise of wisdom.

In the middle of the entrance hall, a three-meter-high creature, which had a human head and a lion's body, was standing near the circular workbench. While responding to the inquiries of several wizards, the creature used its mind power to control other things. As the creature was working, several goose brushes were constantly writing, while all kinds of lists and files were flying into the cabinet behind it!

The lion-faced creature was Pyros. This creature was in charge of the tower library.

It was said that Anthony, the founder of the tower, brought Pyros back from the astral. Pyros was known for its commitment and responsibility. The creature was also as knowledgeable as wizards, with some wizards even accepting it as a member of the wizard group.

Moreover, it ran the tower library and could recite all of the books in the whole library. As such, Pyros was extremely important.

In fact, as long as Pyros existed, the inheritance of the tower would never be lost. Moreover, even if everything was lost, with its memory, a wizard tower could be rebuilt anywhere.

"Hi, Pyros!" greeted Edward.

"Hi, Edward!" Pyros smiled in reply.

As soon as Edward arrived, he greeted Pyros. It seemed that the two knew each other well.

"I need you to help me evaluate my witchcraft system. This is the fruit of my painstaking labor, a new system of witchcraft. Hence, it cannot be underestimated!" said Edward.

"Fairness is what we abide by. If you think my judgments are unfair, you can ask your mentor for a second opinion!" Pyros replied.

Edward leaned over the counter and said, "Okay, I'm kidding! Pyros, are you the only one left in your family?"

Pyros looked through the materials of dreamcraft and nodded. "Our family is unique in the Marian world, as we only have one member per generation, and each generation is the manager of knowledge."

The sun was setting, and boats floated pleasantly in the wide glittering Hashe River. Many strong young men were leaning against the wooden boats that were docked along the shore, enjoying the sunset. They had been busy working all day, so now was their time to explore the beauty and tranquillity of Mother Nature.

The Hashe River was a branch of the Assei River, which flowed into the territory of Batko from the south. It was this river that supplied fresh water to countless Batko people and nourished the barren land.

Pusuote was close to the desert and had been eroded by sandstorms throughout the year. The Hashe River was the widest and longest river in the vicinity, forming the largest human gathering place in this area.

On both sides of the river, numerous fields lot of barley and wheat had been planted, as these were staples in Batko. In fact, most people in Batko typically used these two commodities in every meal, along with fruits, such as dates. Meat, like beef, mutton, and fish could only be enjoyed by the nobility and the upper class.

The original desert palace had now been expanded several times, making it a truly beautiful palace. The high priest in the palace, Anke Pusuote, had claimed the royal rights of the original Pusuote family and turned the palace into the only true place of authority in Pusuote.

Currently, a large number of monks were busy compiling classics in cuneiform, which was a totally different language than those used in the Western world. Cetisius, who was the priest of the palace, was also present.

They were compiling the holy scriptures of the heavenly palace, as well as the legends of the gods. The whole heavenly palace had been completely renewed and rebuilt. Also, besides the addition of Randil, who was the god of gods, the gods of death, the wind, and the moon were also being added, among others.

In the deepest corner of the palace, Lu Zhiyu was sitting on the throne in a white gown. There were white stone slabs that were covering the ground, and the high walls were decorated with colorful paintings, which had a simple and wild style that was exclusive to Batko.

Rows of bronze soldiers with long swords on their waists stood at attention within the palace, as well as outside the doors. Several giant bronze statues of silver wolves were also placed outside the palace.

At this moment, these metal castings were shuttled into the palace, as if they were patrolling soldiers and guards. If there were any intruders or any strange occurences, they would immediately wake up and kill anyone who posed a threat. Even though they did not have any extraordinary powers, their invulnerability and lethality could rule the entire battlefield!

Their existence was actually a recent failure of Lu Zhiyu's. Specifically, he had attempted to create life out of metals, which had been totally unsuccessful.

This was because these creatures had no wisdom or consciousness. But, he was at least still able to use these monsters as guards and for general labor.

As long as the creatures were exposed to light, they could move and fight according to orders. Then, when they were not needed, they would become real statues again.

Lu Zhiyu felt that these creatures were somewhat similar to the legendary stone ghosts, yet they were not made of stone. So, Lu Zhiyu named them bronze ghosts.

Even though his creatures were useful somewhat as they had turned out, the successive failures still discouraged Lu Zhiyu. He could not think of a proper method for creating consciousness and wisdom. Originally, he had wanted to create real life by using metal, but in the end, he could only make a group of bronze ghosts to guard the gate!

Meanwhile, within the palace, several maids in the hall were playing harps. Pottery pots had been placed all over the palace, as well as a few lovely potted trees. Eva danced to melodic songs, which had become her hobby since she had first danced for Lu Zhiyu.

While Lu Zhiyu rested on the throne, a bronze statue ghost that was shaped like a lion was crawling beside him. It would raise its head occasionally to look around.

At this time, Lu Zhiyu suddenly realized that, since Pyros was a mythical creature, it could communicate with God. After the knowledge system was sorted out by the sub-brain Gaia of the Divine Kingdom, it would be transmitted to Lu Zhiyu.

Then, Gaia would timely remind Lu Zhiyu of some important information and knowledge. Moreover, any news of dreamland wizards and the new witchcraft system would be immediately transmitted to Lu Zhiyu as well.

"Huh?" Lu Zhiyu straightened up, startled.

His sudden movement stirred up a group of maids, who suddenly lost their rhythm. All of them then fell on their knees in alarm, and even the golden lion statue that was next to Lu Zhiyu roared.

Eva looked at Lu Zhiyu and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lu Zhiyu shook his head and said, "Nothing. I just thought of something….Can we interfere with spirits by using the Philosopher's Stone? I didn't think that was possible!"

The thought had just occurred to Lu Zhiyu. This gave him hope, as maybe, with a little inspiration, he could think of something truly brilliant!

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Chapter 201: The Underworld

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A few years after the Year of Holy Light, extraordinary powers began to emerge. In addition to this, wizards, priests, Holy Knights, magical beasts and others began to appear in Maria's World, and even more strange phenomena of spirit also gradually appeared.

Ordinary life forms lose awareness when they die, which is the most basic natural rule of the world, but these extraordinary lives were different. Their awarenesses were strong and stubborn. Even if they lost their flesh and memories, their awarenesses would stubbornly remain.

In the early days, this was not obvious, but with more extraordinary lives being extinguished, there were more and more awarenesses being born, especially those of level 4 and above, which had stable structures.

Their memory and awarenesses were thus tied together. As such, death was not their end, and their awarenesses could still stubbornly stay in the world.

In this way, the human world would gradually be full of awarenesses with the passing of time. Lu Zhiyu had thought about such a problem long ago, so he had tried to create an underworld, but had never succeeded. However, he found that Edward might be able to help solve this problem.

At this moment, a huge half bitwall was constantly forming and eventually expanding into the bitwall of Maria's World. In an instant, the entire bitwall became abnormal. The stars seemed to dim at this exact moment.

Although not many people discovered this scene, the astrologers in the various kingdoms and principalities were all very shocked by it.

"The stars have been hidden. Natural disasters are coming!"

"The moon and stars dimmed! This is a catastrophe!"

"Is there going to be a terrorist attack? Where will it be?"

People in the Kingdom of Mara were shouting. They all believed deeply in astrology, after all.

At this moment, the sound of rushing footsteps echoed in the court. Among them were the young queen's.

She wore a gorgeous long dress and her crown. She went to the top of the castle and leaned on the uneven wall to look at the dark sky. The stars and moon couldn't be seen at all, and everyone's faces became pale.

"My God, what is going on?" someone asked.

For the people of this era, the stars represented the gods and indicated one's destiny. All wizards, pastors, and wise men attached importance to the observation of stars, but no one could truly understand their meaning.

"Do you know what is happening?" the Queen asked anxiously.

Two astrologers wearing star patterned robes were flipping through their star maps and ancient records. They were sweating heavily. One replied, "Your Majesty, this has never happened before!"

"Never?" the Queen asked.

"Not since humans began to write," that same astrologer replied.

Meanwhile, in the cemetery outside the city of Babus, under the nameless tombstone that had been worn down by the wind and rain, a skeleton was undergoing a magical change.

The king of the Church of Light felt uneasy. Between the battle of the humans and the orcs a few years ago and the collapse of the Crete Empire, he was already fearful.

Other than the formation of the half bitwall, no more strange things happened, and at this time, Lu Zhiyu had already entered the half bitwall with Eva. She followed behind Lu Zhiyu, both exploring the area, only to find that there was nothing to it.

"Master, where are we now?" she asked.

Lu Zhiyu said, "It's a new half bitwall. Here is where the land of the dead will be."

When Lu Zhiyu reached out his hand, they both saw the light blooming in his them continuously. The last huge illuminant, which was made up of metal deified cells, formed, expanded, then flew into the sky.

Eva watched it into the sky, then stabilize in the sky, illuminating the whole world. She whispered with surprise, "Is that the sun?"

Lu Zhiyu shook his head. "That is the sun in the underworld, which is not the same as our sun in reality!"

Eva looked at the sky and put out her hand, then asked, "Because there is no temperature?"

Lu Zhiyu looked down. "The sun in Maria's World shines and gives warmth to the earth, the underworld's only projects images of the underworld!"

As Lu Zhiyu's voice fell, the sun of the underworld instantly burst into huge lights, and the projection appeared hundreds of meters under the ground. With the glowing of light, which was its assimilation of information, the whole world seems to be woven by countless lines, quickly forming into a seemingly real world.

Then, they immediately saw the dark and barren land, the flowing rivers, the mountains and the plains. The whole world was desolate, dark and full of feelings of death.

Moreover, the feeble light that glowed from the underworld sun did not have warmth. Instead, it only made people feel gloomy.

The two then walked in this underworld, through the land and along the river. The underworld was quite small, since it had just been formed. So, the two quickly traveled across the whole land.

Eva felt that everything was real, but the strange sun stopped her from trusting her instincts. She asked, "Master, is it real? Or, is everything just an illusion?"

Lu Zhiyu explained, "This is a world on the edge of reality and illusion. It is the place where the dead can stay and where reincarnation is started."

Based on the Stone of Dreams, combined with the Divine Kingdom of Gaia, Lu Zhiyu had created the sun of the underworld, which projected the underworld as a place between reality and illusion.

Since it was impossible to let all of the awarenesses and souls stay in the Divine Kingdom, he thought that it might be a good idea to project a world of the dead and put them all there. At the same time, these souls and awarenesses that were unwilling to leave would also be finally absorbed into the sun of the underworld, so the underworld could continue to expand.

Then, over time, the sun of the underworld in the sky would become more powerful and the underworld would expand to a massive size, just like a real world.

Lu Zhiyu stood in the middle of the initially formed underworld, looked at the sun in the sky, then meditated for a while and said, "The underworld needs a lot of management personnel to maintain order."

Lu Zhiyu immediately recalled the heavenly palace in Batko. He was considering its divine system in particular.

The inhabitants of Batko had many mixed beliefs and many gods, but they all had one interesting thing in common, their faiths and their devotions to death.

They believed in the afterlife and the world after death. Every god shared the power to govern the world of death and control souls of the dead. Even the recently compiled holy book in the heavenly palace recorded a god of death.

"You mean the divine system in the world of death? That sounds great! " Eva smiled.

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Chapter 202: Priests in the Underworld

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The sunlight came into the hall, and the golden murals shimmered. Although Lu Zhiyu was respected by many people as being equal to a god and countless believers were willing to give up everything to follow him, it was the first time that he had been worshiped as an incarnation of God.

This gave Lu Zhiyu a novel feeling. Lu Zhiyu had lived for almost a hundred years, which normal people couldn't achieve. Although there were no signs of aging on his face, time had still shaped his mind. For instance, he was no longer naive, and he had no sense of excitement while doing things that he used to like doing.

The foundation of the palace was ten meters high, so it could be seen by everyone in the city of Pusuote. if he was standing on the outer corridor of the main hall of the palace, a man could also see the whole Pusuote city.

He could also see the Hashe river, as well as merchant ships and fishermen who were arriving at the docks. The merchants and the tax officials of Pusuote could even be seen as they were putting different seals on shipped goods, which indicated that the proper taxes had been collected.

Lu Zhiyu looked at Eva, who was standing next to him. He then asked, "Who do you think I should choose as the lord of the underworld?"

Eva glanced at Lu Zhiyu, then answered, "I feel that master does not care about this matter. After all, the lord of the underworld is of no importance to you."

Lu Zhiyu smiled, It was as if Eva had read his mind. He then said, "You are right."

Lu Zhiyu turned around. Then, after a bit of thinking, he asked, "Eva, do you want to be the lord of the underworld and take control of the world of reincarnation and death?"

Eva shook her head and looked at Lu Zhiyu. "I don't want to, because where you are is where I want to be." Lu Zhiyu actually saw a slight smile on her face as she spoke.

Lu Zhiyu curiously asked, "Aren't you curious about who I really am? I have never told you, and you've never asked!"

Eva stood in front of Lu Zhiyu, blinking her jewel-like eyes at him. She then said, "You are my creator!"

Lu Zhiyu stood silently for a long time, wanting to say something. Then, he finally looked out of the hall and announced, "There are guests coming!"

Outside the main hall, young Cetisius was wearing a ritual robe. He walked up the high ladder, then bowed.

Immediately, he saw the statue ghosts, each with a rifle, step away. Cetisius passed through the bronze statue ghosts and went into the palace.

Cetisius had suffered a lot, but his experiences had only made him stronger and better able to understand the suffering of the lower-class. After all, he did really care about others.

Anke had been a generous and good master of Cetisius, and he had even allowed Cetisius to study with his son.

As a result, Cetisius really liked to read. Even before he could speak, books had been his whole world.

When he met the incarnation of god, Randil, he felt that his world was completely turned upside down. He had then begun to forge his own beliefs and go after his own pursuits. He had even found his life goal, which was to spread the belief in god to the entire Batko region and the entire eastern world!

"I've been saved by God, but that's not enough. Everyone in the world should be loved by God and should be the proof of a miracle! Compared with physical pain and suffering, the lack of belief is the most horrible thing. Everyone should have beliefs!" More than once, Cetisius had expressed similar musings publicly, both in the palace and in the city of Pusuote.

As a result, many poor people and laborers became his faithful followers, as they liked to listen to his speeches about God.

While he was awaiting the arrival of Cetisius in the divine palace, Lu Zhiyu stood on one side of the main hall. Cetisius arrived in a rush and greeted him with polite and proper etiquette.

Lu Zhiyu looked at Cetisius, a slave who had gradually become a young qualified priest. Compared to other priests, Cetisius was much more interesting.

Cetisius was a firm believer, but his belief was not only in God, but in saving all beings. He wanted to spread his beliefs throughout the world and build a country based on his ideals.

"I am confused, so please enlighten me. With so many gods, and each god having a different power and philosophy, then how can we find our own belief among them?" Cetisius asked Lu Zhiyu.

Lu Zhiyu thought a bit, then said, "The establishment of our god system represents the unity of thoughts and beliefs. Therefore, there may be many gods in the god system, but there is only one unified belief. This is why I asked you to compile the holy book. The inheritance of the belief is the foundation of the god system."

Cetisius then asked, "So, what kind of belief should it be?"

Lu Zhiyu said, "It is what you believe in your heart!"

Cetisius said excitedly, "You agree with what I believe!"

Lu Zhiyu said, "You are the inheritor of my will. You are guided by gods without fear, panic, or doubt. You must build an ideal nation, one where good will be rewarded with good and evil with evil, where people no longer seek pleasure and enjoy fighting, and where there is no prejudice or hatred…"

As Lu Zhiyu continued speaking, he gently stroked Cetisius' head. Cetisius bowed his head devoutly.

He found that the light in his hand brought a glow that covered his whole body, and a large number of mysterious characters also flowed over his body. A mark that was similar to the sun of the underworld then appeared on his forehead.

This mark was a divine incarnation, one that was much different than that of the Divine Kingdom of Gaia. This was because it was from the underworld.

The underworld divine system was established in accordance with the underworld rules. It had trials, curses, summonings of the underworld creatures, the projection of the underworld and the divine seeds that would gradually form a unique space in the underworld, each of which would have special powers.

After priests in the heavenly palace died, they would be absorbed into the sun of the underworld and become governors of the underworld. Now, as the underworld was currently empty, as more priests died priests, the whole underworld would continue to expand.

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