1451 Weak Part 1 (1/2)

Saleen easily found the entrance to the temple at the center of the Purgatory Dessert.

A vibrant, colorful world could be seen beyond those tall pillars in the lone temple. Saleen remembered the place to be very perilous.

He was shocked after walking into the world of the central hall, as the seal inside his body unraveled automatically. The rules there, different from the ones on Myers Mainland, allowed powers beyond level-13 to exist.

With that said, the power of the Goddess of Myers had grown beyond level-12.

Saleen looked at the expansive mountains and pondered if he should head there.

A gentle female voice was heard above the mountains while Saleen was still steeped in thought about the pros and cons. ”You're already here, Saleen. Why not just come up here?”

He knew that the voice could only belong to a god. The gentleness was laced with firmness, yet the combination did not feel out of place. The voice was on the low-pitched side, but it still felt charismatic.

The Violet Angel shuddered at the sound of the voice, however. It still turned to look at Rafel, but said to Saleen instead, ”Let's meet the god, master. It's better that we look sharp after all.”

Saleen nodded, and the Violet Angel went all fours on the ground, taking its golden dragon form and letting both Saleen and Rafel step on it.

The Violet Angel felt very uncomfortable about someone stepping on it. It then took to the air and flew to the mountains.

The Goddess of Myers chuckled. Then nothing more was heard from her.

Saleen's mind calmed. It's just a goddess. We'll deal with her when we see her. He had been the one to resurrect her, so there was no reason to fear her now. He knew that Myers would have definitely known about his murderous intentions back then.

He didn't believe for a second that a goddess who had just been resurrected would have level-15 powers.

If she was at level-14, it would still be possible for him to escape.

Saleen relaxed completely after realizing that there was no immediate threat to his life. He was high in the air with the Violet Angel beneath his feet. He was already a level-13 grandmaster and was no longer a mage trainer. He was able to tell a thing or two about the rules of the new world. He hardly felt any resistance when they passed through that river, crossing it easily.

It was only when they came to the mountainside that Saleen realized that the mountains had become taller. Despite the Violet Angel's best efforts to climb in altitude, they were still unable to reach the other side even after several hours had passed.

Exasperated, Saleen said, ”I'm Mage Saleen. I've come to seek an audience with you.”

”Come up then.”

As the sky brightened, Saleen spotted a tall stone tablet with some written names on it. The contracts of the past were no longer there.

The Violet Angel laid prostrate before the tablet while Saleen listened to the Goddess of Myers. ”That is the divine grave. The angels who followed me ages ago rested there. I have come alive, but they...”

She didn't continue but instead opened the temple gates.

Saleen had the Violet Angel wait outside while he took Rafel and entered the temple of the goddess.

Everything inside had changed. The first thing he saw was Myers. She was standing next to a table, looking at the projections on top of it.

Myers looked just like she did in the murals. She was wearing a light dress, and her hair fell loosely behind her shoulders. She was barefoot. Apart from a red wooden bangle, her arms were bare.

Rafel stood at the gates but didn't dare enter. She was still fearful of gods. If the Goddess of Myers became hostile, she would have risked her life and barged in anyway. From the look of things, though, it seemed that Myers only wanted to talk with Saleen. Rafel had no intention of waiting in an area where divine might was at its most powerful.

Saleen took a couple of paces forward before stopping in front of the table.

A magic projection was seen on it. Saleen didn't expect Myers to be able to use magic after her resurrection. Gods did not have magic chords, and the manipulation of elements through the power of rules was considered a divine art.

Is the Goddess of Myers still not a god at the moment? If she's not, how is she able to make a decree?

She looked at Saleen's doubtful expression without bothering to explain anything. She only said, ”Thank you, Saleen.”

He had no idea what to do next. He was able to see that there was a divine beast behind the goddess's back glaring at him with angry eyes.

Yeah. It seems that the beast has divulged everything about me to Myers.

Since they had nothing more to say to each other, Saleen rested his eyes on the contents of the magic projection instead.

He was startled by what he saw: The two-meter-square magic projection on the table was a three-dimensional map of Myers Mainland. The map was extremely compressed. Everything, from the atmosphere way above the land to magma flowing deep underground, was seen from within. The width of the map was such that even the nations of the East Sea were visible from inside.

The only reason Saleen was able to sense those details was that he was watching from above. His power of soul at the moment probably would not have allowed him to see them otherwise.

Being that Saleen knew what the projection was, the goddess smiled slyly and said, ”What happened to your bonded creatures? Why aren't they here?”

Saleen shrugged and said, ”This is between you and me.”

The goddess was momentarily dumbfounded before nodding and saying, ”It is indeed between us, Saleen. You took many things from me and then you resurrected me. In truth, I suffered no loss. But then again, you destroyed many temples of mine just to gain the luck I left behind. Wouldn't that be...”

”I'm of the highest priority. Resurrecting you comes in second place,” Saleen answered, laying his thoughts bare.

Because of the effects of his lightning territory, the divine might barely exist in him. As such, whatever Saleen intended to say would have never fallen under the goddess's influence.

”You've seen what a god can do, and yet you still have an attitude. Sigh...” The goddess sighed but did not seem at all irked.

”You were a mage once.” Saleen did not say more. He knew the goddess understood what he meant by that remark.

”Indeed. I was once a mage, which is why I intend to spare you.” While the goddess remained smiling when she said that, Saleen felt a chill nonetheless.