Desri’s Divine Spark
Linley and the others understood one point; if one wanted to occupy a large territory, one had to have an equivalent amount of power!
The side occupying the Yulan Empire was led by a full God, Oerph. However, how many Gods did Oerph’s side have? Was it just Oerph? For now, they couldn’t be sure.
It must be known that the Yulan Empire, in size and population, vastly exceeded that of the Baruch Empire.
The Yulan Empire and O’Brien Empire remained the two largest empires of the Yulan continent.
Oerph’s side definitely was not weaker than Ojwin’s, for them to dare take over the Yulan Empire. Even Ojwin had two divine God clones and was able to fight Tarosse to a standstill. How could Linley’s side dare to go irritate that Oerph?
“Catherine, for now, hurry up and fuse that God-level divine spark.” Tarosse instructed. “Dylin, you need to train hard as well and gain insights on how to apply the Laws in your attacks, so as to raise your combat ability in a short period of time.”
The High Priest and Dylin both nodded.
“Lord Beirut just opened the Necropolis of the Gods. He shouldn’t open it again in the near future, therefore…the current situation with many Deities causing chaos will continue here in the Yulan continent for a fairly long period of time.” Tarosse said. “As for us, what we need to do is to quietly train. If others don’t bother us, we won’t bother them. If others do want to deal with us though, then we don’t need to be merciful to them either.”
Tarosse’s eyes had a cold look flash past them.
“Enough. I’m going to pay a visit to the imperial capital of the Baruch Empire. If Ojwin is there, I’ll kick him out.” Tarosse said. Actually, during their battle just now, Tarosse hadn’t used his full force.
After all, for Tarosse to be capable of becoming the controller of the lower eleven floors of the Necropolis of the Gods meant that Tarosse had extraordinary abilities of his own.
“Lord Tarosse, I’m worried about one thing.” Linley spoke out.
“Speak.” Tarosse laughed as he looked at Linley.
Linley frowned. “Will that Adkins charge over to kill us at this place?” After having experienced Ojwin’s attack, Linley began to worry. Originally, he thought that Ojwin, having taken over his Empire, wouldn’t attack Dragonblood Castle.
After all, Linley had never attacked him.
Who would have imagined that Ojwin had indeed attacked. This caused Linley to worry that one day, if Adkins had the desire, he too would come to deal with them. That would be terrible.
“Don’t worry.” Dylin laughed. “Linley, Highgods have their own pride. If you don’t go irritate a Highgod, a Highgod generally won’t lower themselves to deal with you. Generally speaking, even full Gods won’t lower themselves to deal with you, much less Highgods.”
In the world of Deities, there was this custom; only Deities of the same level and status would fight each other.
For example, as long as a Demigod wasn’t so hotheaded as to go irritate a God, the God wouldn’t go kill him. But of course, if one violated the God’s will or irritated him somehow, the God wouldn’t show mercy either.
For example, Beirut had given the order that Deities and Saints were not permitted to engage in slaughter or cause destruction in the Eighteen Northern Duchies. If Deities came over despite that, then Beirut would naturally reveal some of his power, like how he directly killed those Demigods with one palm slap!
Highgods were definitely capable of killing Demigods with a single palm slap.
After all, the difference in power was enormous.
“That’s good.” Linley felt relieved as well.
At the same time, he thought back to the scene of how, when Ojwin had arrived, Ojwin hadn’t actively attacked him either. Clearly, he disdained from doing so, and instead had his subordinates attack…this was the situation in places where experts were common. For example, if two sides were engaging in warfare, the leaders would fight the leaders, while the soldiers would fight the soldiers.
“Tarosse, be careful when dealing with Ojwin.” Dylin smirked. “Don’t end up getting beaten by Ojwin instead.”
“What a joke!”
Tarosse immediately snickered. “What do you take me for? A new God like you who is easily bullied?” After speaking, Tarosse gave Dylin no face at all, immediately flying out of Dragonblood Castle’s main hall and towards the imperial capital at high speed.
“Jerk.” Dylin cursed softly.
Linley looked at the experts nearby, a smile hovering on his face. Now that everyone was fine and that Dragonblood Castle returned to its normal tranquility, Linley felt a sense of contentment in his heart. He raised his head towards the sky, staring at it through main hall’s door. “Bebe is about to arrive!”
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“Boss, how about, you come live with me in the Forest of Darkness?” Bebe suggested. “Don’t worry, Grandpa Beirut definitely won’t stop me from bringing you all over. When the time comes…you, me, and Taylor and the others will all live in the Forest of Darkness. I don’t think anyone would dare go to the Forest of Darkness.”
This was Bebe’s idea!
After Ojwin’s attack, Bebe was beginning to worry as well.
“Don’t worry. There are no longer any problems.” Linley laughed. “Tarosse and Dylin have already arrived, and they are all full Gods. With them present…at least Gods aren’t able to threaten us now. As for that Adkins, as I see it, he has no reason to come deal with me, a Demigod.”
Bebe thought about it, then agreed that Linley made sense.
If Adkins wanted to kill Linley, even if Linley decided to live in the Forest of Darkness, Adkins could wait for when Beirut wasn’t present, then head over…in addition, would he, a Highgod, lower himself to deal with a Demigod?
“But I have to say, this time things really did get quite dangerous. It was an extremely close one.” Linley sighed with feeling.
If it hadn’t been for Dylin acting at just the critical moment, himself and Olivier probably would have been finished.
“What was the danger?” Bebe rebutted. “Actually, Grandpa Beirut arrived at Dragonblood Castle before they did. Only, my Grandpa Beirut couldn’t be bothered to act if not necessary. If Dylin and the others hadn’t made it in time, though, Grandpa Beirut definitely would have intervened.”
Linley couldn’t help but feel surprised.
“If Grandpa had not intervened at the critical moment, even in death I would no longer recognize him as my grandpa.” Bebe said somewhat angrily.
“Your Grandpa Beirut is also a Highgod after all, and I’ve heard that he is a Sovereign’s Emissary. Given his status…how could he so casually intervene?” Linley spoke out on Beirut’s behalf. Bebe let out two sniffs, then no longer spoke. After all, Bebe still liked Grandpa Beirut very much.
He could feel Beirut’s love for him.
But Bebe, having never met his parents, naturally was closest to Linley.
Linley secretly said to himself, “So Lord Beirut really did arrive early on. Only, he didn’t intervene…it seems that Lord Beirut simply watched as Desri’s divine clone perished.” Linley was beginning to understand.
Beirut was a very proud person