But today, Linley understood.
“If I were to use this Sovereign’s Might when executing the ‘Bewildering Shadow’ attack, how powerful would it be?” Linley wondered to himself.
The strength of an attack was usually dependant on three factors; the divine artifact, the energy level, and the profound mysteries. Actually, if any one of the three factors were freakishly strong, the attack would be very powerful.
For example, if the understanding of the profound mysteries was at the Paragon level, then one would be nearly invincible.
If the energy level was at the Sovereign’s Might level, then naturally it would also be terrifying.
If the divine artifact was a Sovereign artifact, then one would also be able to dominate the Infernal Realm.
But of course, if one was strong in one aspect, one couldn’t be too weak in the other two aspects either.
Linley’s divine artifact was a Highgod artifact, ‘Bloodviolet’. His energy source would be ‘Sovereign’s Might’. As for profound mysteries, he had fused two different ones. With the three combined, he might not yet be able to be much of a threat to a Paragon-level Highgod, but he should have some confidence in dealing with the likes of Elquin.
However…
It would be at the cost of expending a drop of Sovereign’s Might.
“Unless the situation is absolutely critical, I cannot use it. When used at a critical moment, this is a treasure that can save lives and alter fate.” After having encountered so many life-and-death struggles, Linley naturally understood the importance of this Sovereign’s Might. Sovereign’s Might couldn’t be used wantonly; rather, it had to be used to preserve one’s life at a critical moment.
Linley returned to normal, and as he did, he discovered that Bebe and Delia were staring at him.
“What are you looking at?” Linley laughed. Actually, Linley was currently in a fine mood.
Anyone in this dangerous Infernal Realm who suddenly acquired a monstrously powerful item such as this ‘Sovereign’s Might’ would be in an excellent mood. This was a true trump card!
“Boss, you were standing there without moving and grinning. Did something good happen?” Bebe asked.
“I grinned?” Linley’s laughter became all the more brilliant. When something happened to someone, of course one would be delighted.
“Hm? Elquin has given up?” Linley suddenly raised his head, and Bebe and Delia heard the words from up above as well.
From within the cave, although Elquin was rather unwilling, in the end he still nodded. “Salomon, don’t worry. I, Elquin, am not so greedy as to try and seize your Sovereign’s Might. I trust you can’t bear to use it either.”
Of course he couldn’t! If he used it, it would be gone. This was something he had exchanged his entire clan’s fortune for.
“If you force me, then I will have no choice.” Salomon said.
“Phusro, open the tunnel of this volcano range. Let them out.” Elquin immediately ordered.
The little golden kitten in his arms let out a gentle call. “Meow….” Immediately, a massive valley appeared in the middle of the entire volcano range, connected to this cavern. Salomon raised his head and looked up at the already darkening skies. Clearly, it was almost nightfall.
Salomon, in his heart, let out a sigh of relief. “Fortunately, Elquin didn’t force me to use this Sovereign’s Might.”
“Nisse, let’s go.” Salomon turned his head to look at Nisse.
Nisse turned to look at that golden pool of magma. That golden pool of magma was still bubbling and boiling, emitting that astonishing heat. Nisse couldn’t help but once more begin to cry.
“Stop looking.” Salomon said softly.
“Bebe…” Nisse raised her head to look at the straw hat in her hands, then lowered her head. “Let’s go, big brother!”
And then, Nisse and Salomon immediately flew out through the enormous valley, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye into the desolate wilderness.
“All that work for nothing!” Elquin let out a low snort. He had a belly full of suppressed anger right now. He had thought that the fortune of the Boyd clan was about to fall into his hands. Unexpectedly, the so-called fortune was a drop of Sovereign’s Might! This was indeed a treasure, but it was one that was hard to acquire.
He could only watch as Salomon left with it.
Inigo suddenly set up his Godrealm, preventing any sound from leaving them. Elquin couldn’t help but glance suspiciously at him. Inigo said softly, “Lord Elquin, I know that the one called Bebe is currently within that pool of liquefied Goldflame. The weapon Bebe is wielding is a treasure. If we seize it, this trip won’t be considered a loss.”
Although Inigo hadn’t been present at the time, Phusro had informed Inigo of everything which had happened through innuendo.
Elquin now understood. No wonder Inigo had blocked out sound; he was afraid that Linley’s group would hear them.
“Bebe’s weapon? That is indeed a treasure.” Elquin let out a sigh. “That is a weapon which only Beirut is capable of forging…a weapon which is completely forged out of divine sparks. It is tough and sharp! Its power far surpasses any ordinary Highgod artifact. It’s only slightly inferior to a Sovereign artifact.”
A godspark weapon!
Beirut’s trademark, which only he, Beirut, could forge. Divine sparks were indestructibly tough, and only Godeater Rats were capable of digesting them. Currently, Bebe was only capable of digesting them and was not yet able to refine them, but Beirut was. In the Infernal Realm, a single godspark weapon had an astronomical price!
“But for Lord Beirut to give Bebe a weapon like this means that their relationship is extraordinary. If I killed him, then that would be offending Beirut. You should know how terrifying Beirut is.” Elquin was rather hesitant.
Inigo cursed inwardly.
How could he not know how terrifying Beirut was? Beirut, who had suddenly sprang to prominence out of nowhere, was someone which perhaps ordinary Deities might not be aware of, but those larger clans and those reclusive, hidden experts all knew about him. If one had to use a single word to describe Beirut, then that would be…
Brutal!
Many people believed that in the Bloodridge Continent, aside from the Bloodridge Ruler, the number one expert was Beirut.
“Milord, I know that Lord Beirut is terrifying, but even someone as mighty as a Sovereign can’t know the past or the future. As long as we kill this Bebe while destroying his corpse and all proof of his existence, how would Beirut find out that it was we who did the deed?” Inigo said hurriedly. “If you are afraid that his godspark weapon is too dangerous to keep and runs the risk of Beirut finding out, then you can just go and sell it off at the Blacksand Castle. By then, nobody would know who the killer was. This godspark weapon is worth an astronomical price!”