Chapter 617 - Each with Their Own Plans (2/2)

The huge with a huge figure, the tone of the figure… Everything looked as if a god had come to the mortal world.

Glyn had been far away. To him, the fight between the Ferde lord and Molina had seemed more like the representatives of two gods fighting rather than divine punishment.

“No, no, no. That was only a spell,” Molina explained. “He just made it fancier. It was around the pinnacle of Level-17 and didn’t contain any divine power. I could feel it.”

This shocked Glyn even more. “Pinnacle of Level-17? He’s already at the pinnacle of Level-17? This…”

Reaching Level-17 using divine power and reaching it on your own were two totally different concepts.

The former was like a regular person getting a magic fire gun. They could easily kill a regular person. Even a strong figure might not be their match. But their weakness was obvious too. They couldn’t use the spell to the max.

The latter was like a person with strict training who had a magic fire gun. Their combat ability could make someone feel hopeless! A Level-17 Magician was someone who could make others feel despair. Glyn had Level-16 power in the Abyss, but he could only look up to someone at the pinnacle of Level-17. He could only worship those in Level-19, just like how he worshipped Nozama.

If there really was this powerful of a human, there was no point in the war anymore. The Army of Destruction should just disband, the demons returning to the Abyss, Nagas retreating, Dark Elves back to the Dark Hell, and High Elves back to the Isle of Dawn. Everyone should hide and try not to get destroyed, waiting painfully until this Legendary figure died.

Glyn suddenly felt the urge to go back to the Abyss and never come back to Firuman.

Molina shook her head. “No, he isn’t that strong. I could feel that he used some divine gear to temporarily reach that strength. It can’t be maintained, and he must pay for it somehow. I could feel some unknown chaos enter his body. Of course, he is still a force to be reckoned with.”

Glyn was slightly relieved, but he still wasn’t sure. “Really?”

Molina nodded lightly. “Yes! God gave me power and also blessed me with superhuman perception. Right now, the Ferde lord should be at the pinnacle of Level-12. That is power, but not undefeatable. There will be a way to deal with him. Even if we can’t, Princess Ellie will be able to. She’s very strong.”

Glyn finally relaxed. He was really mentally scarred from seeing Link’s performance against the Saint. After thinking, he said, “But that guy is truly strong. In the windstorm, he could even dodge my sneak attack and attack immediately. He almost killed me. No, my wound is too serious. I must rest for a while.”

He had to report the princess’ situation to his master. Nozama had been missing Princess Celine; he would love this news. He had to report today’s battle too so his master could be prepared.

With that, his body vaporized into black fog and disappeared into the mountains. Even Molina didn’t know where he went.

Seeing Glyn leave, Molina cursed, “Tricky bastard. You run fast, huh.”

She couldn’t stay here any longer either. After a short rest to recover a bit, she ran towards the Black Forest. Princess Ellie should learn about the situation.

There was still a lot of divine power within her. After a while, her wounds were mostly healed, and she’d sped up too. Traveling like this, she reached the Skeletal Fort in the north of the Black Forest by noon of the next day.

After finding Princess Ellie, Molina reported the battle in detail.

At this time, Eugene had been reading in the Skeletal Fort. After listening to Molina, his body shook in disbelief. “Even the divine punishment was useless?”

Molina didn’t answer. After all, this humiliated the God of Destruction.

Eugene tapped against the bone table and fell silent. A few minutes later, he asked, “You said that Link was hurt?”

“Yes.”

“Can he recover soon?”

“Probably not. These injuries pertain to the power of the principles. The Ferde lord isn’t that strong.”

“Oh.” Eugene fell silent. A few minutes later, he asked again, “So can we do a divine punishment again?”

Molina froze, her expression darkening. “Your Highness, please watch your language! We mortals should be humble before the gods!”

This divine punishment had used up so much divine power, but this person wanted to do it again. Did she think that a god could be used like a tool? This was blasphemy.

If they really did it, Molina would punish her first!

“Okay, okay, we won’t talk about that. I’ll think of something else,” Eugene quickly said. She knew that fervent believers had no logic. They would throw away all logic for their religion.

Squinting her dark eyes, Eugene’s thoughts whirred. Finally, her gaze landed on Morpheus, the Shadow Walker in the South.

That guy is an upstart, but he’s still powerful. Maybe I can borrow some power from him.

At this time, Eugene didn’t know that Link had finished cleaning up the ruins and reached the crack barrier. Link was also thinking something similar.

…

Very good, Army of Destruction. I can’t be fooled by you every time. This time, you can taste my power!

With that in mind, Link started contacting Aisenis.