Chapter 1536: Last Angel (part 1) (2/2)

“We know little of the secrets of Baldur’s Gate,” the goddess responded concernedly.

“Anyone who dares to side with that mage, we’ll kill every last one of them,” A pale, tall man then answered.

“Kill every last one of them? There are a good number in my Nature Faith who are his supporters. Don’t underestimate this puny mage. He has pinnacle combat capacity at level 16 after all, and that would make him someone even back in our time.”

The goddess was able to assess accurately. While Saleen had indeed blitzed through the levels, his combat capacity looked to be at the pinnacle of level 16, and many level 16 professionals would not be his match.

“How is that possible?” A professional who looked like a child looked at the goddess with a shocked expression. The people all held unparalleled reverence to the goddess, and they found it unbelievable that there were believers of the goddess who had more faith in the mage.

“Don’t you think it’s a good thing? Believing in a mage is more meaningful than believing in a god,” the goddess smiled and added.

The followers were all rendered speechless. The eldest mage among them asked, “what should we do now then, my lady?”

“When my Nature Legion resurrects, I’ll negotiate with him. We’ll need a place of our own, after all, and I don’t want to stay on Myers Mainland any longer,” the goddess answered.

They were all silent. It was obvious that the goddess saw Saleen to be an adversary worthy of respect.

Few knew about the Nature Legion, the Goddess of Myers’ personal army, even in those years. The Nature Legion was more powerful than the angel armies of any god. The units of the lowest levels in the Nature Legion were at level 13, which made them equal to pseudogods.

“Alright, get yourselves prepared, everyone. My Nature Legion will be able to all resurrect in about 100 years or so. More planes will appear by then that can directly connect with the mainland. Sigh, seems like getting resurrected is boring, with us still having to fight wars with no end.” The goddess sighed and waved her hand. The 12 powerful followers excused themselves from the temple, leaving the goddess and her divine beast behind.

The war on Myers Mainland continued even though the gates of the divine kingdom were sealed. Saleen’s followers led grand armies and took over all the passages leading to other planes, and they proceeded to conquer all those planes.

That was the advantage of being the main plane. The rise of powers in subcontinent planes was extremely slow. They would not even advance without being connected to the main plane.

As such, when the planes became connected, the pinnacle professionals would basically be level nine, which was the lowest requirement for a plane.

The advantage afforded by Saleen’s wealth was finally seen. His personal armies were all armed with the best equipment, even those ahead of their time. With the several alchemy factories of his toiling day and night, even the armies not under his personal command had been able to gain absolute edge in battle. The nobles who refused to submit were slowly ground down and assimilated, effectively rendering the clans extinct.

The nobles who sided with Saleen the earliest were the ones to gain the most.

100 years was hardly considered short. Myers Mainland was constantly at war. To many common folks, the 100 years were insufferably long, and that period of time was the darkest and most painful of times in their history.

The Nature Faith struggled to maintain itself, as the goddess never gave another decree ever again, resulting in the faith being splintered into two factions—one electing to only believe in the goddess, while the other believed in Saleen.

Saleen was never seen again, but his children and wives were fighting wars everywhere, gaining renown wherever they went.

Some minor gods also appeared, and the Nature Faith would, of course, pounce on them, annihilating the minor religions. If gates of divine kingdoms opened, the Kingdom of Metatrin would be the first to respond by deploying troops to the gates.

The Fifth Dynasty gradually stabilized, but the wars did not stop. It was as if the Lord of Glory’s curse had been realized. Many would have definitely thought the century to be the darkest era of Myers Mainland.

Saleen was helpless to change any of it. He had been spending his time on the Floating City during the century.

The Floating City flew everywhere in the divine kingdom, attacking any resistance forces found. Saleen’s level was stabilized at level 17 due to his constant training. With the use of divine personas in the Hall of Gods, he also gained corresponding time.

The Lord of Glory left too many divine personas behind, with every single double harboring a level 15 divine persona in them. The divine persona of his own was even more shocking, as it was an amalgamation of over 100 level 15 divine personas.

The Lightning Moon hovered quietly above the Floating City. All of the enchanters managed to advance with Dante’s help. Having fought 100 years, Dante had ended up razing almost all of the resistance forces in the divine kingdom, gaining believers in billions along the way.

Among those believers, there were those who chose the faith of power, and then they were those who chose the faith of magic. There were some that chose to believe in lightning.

Regardless of the type of faith they took up, all provided massive amounts of power of faith to Dante. The weapon spirit god managed to advance to level 16 in 100 years, a speed which was considered phenomenal, as even the Lord of Glory failed to advance even after working on it for billions of years.

Saleen looked below him, feeling rather lonely. It was the last hidden city of angels below the Floating City. It was the last bastion of faith in the Lord of Glory’s divine kingdom.

He had no need to do anything, as he simply needed to wait and see if anything unexpected was happening.

The one to lead the charge was Abyrus, who had once been an angel, and at present, a servant god.