The fall of two Great Sorcerers in exchange for the demotion of a rank 5 God …
Although this kind of thing was unimaginable, it was very likely a bloody reality that no one dared to face.
None of the Great Sorcerers who could advance to rank 5 and step out of the dimensional barrier were rookies. They were all elite Sorcerers who had stepped over the corpses of millions and walked out of a bloodbath. But it was a pity that he was still a disposable chess piece in the schemes of those in power.
It all depended on whether the value of the exchange was high enough.
The God of Hatred, Enus, had luckily escaped with his demigod body and escaped the fate of being destroyed along with his Divine Kingdom. However, after demoting to a demigod, he had lost most of his divine power, as well as the ability to create clones and projections.
If he wanted to fight again, he could only do so with his true form at rank 4, and the chances of him dying were almost 100%.
If he did not fight and relied on the remaining believers in the planes of faith, he might even be able to ascend the throne and return to his Divine Kingdom in a few hundred years. However, if he wanted to maintain the divine power of believers in several planes as a demigod, he would only become a black hole of divine power in the next few hundred years. He would need the divine power of the other Orc Gods to support him.
Hence, in the later stages of the Divine War, not only would Enus not be of help to the Orc God System, he would instead be a burden to the other Orc Gods.
He was too weak.
With the body of a demigod, he still retained part of his divinity, divinity, and divine domain. In the eyes of the Sorcerers and the other gods, the God of Hatred, Ernus, was like a delicious cake that had lost its protective power. Everyone wanted to devour it.
If they did not belong to the same God System, the other Orc Gods would probably tear him apart and eat him.
Grimm, who had returned with heavy injuries, was forced to remain silent. He hid in the secret room of his residence and did not take a step out, beginning a difficult and painful process of recovery. Fortunately, while he was infected by the broken laws, he used the Divine Fire Orb to protect his soul, preventing the laws of mutation from invading his soul.
Otherwise, his journey as a Legendary Fire Wizard would come to an end, and he would no longer be able to advance further.
Even so, Grimm's injuries were unusually severe.
He had rested in the Boulder Fortress for three years, and only then did he barely recover to the level he had before he went to war.
This time, he had used up all the divinity that he had previously obtained.
Most of the divinity was used to repair the damaged body, while a small portion was used to nourish the star beast bloodline. By now, Grim had also discovered that it was very difficult for super rank wizards to fight like low-rank wizards, where they could endlessly switch between attack and defense.
Battles between super rank Magi were even more terrifying and intense. Victory and defeat were often decided in a split second or two.
This meant that the sorcerers who participated in the battle had to have enough trump cards and real experts. Only then would they have the upper hand in the cruel and intense battle. Otherwise, once he was suppressed by his opponent, it would be extremely difficult for him to turn the tables against the wind.
When Grimm returned to the Duty Hall, he immediately attracted the attention and welcome of several great wizards. Even the Great Wizard Gleeson, who had always been cold, pulled him aside and chatted with him enthusiastically.
"Have you recovered from your injuries?" Gleeson asked enthusiastically.
"Thank you for your concern, my lord. I've more or less recovered," Grimm replied politely.
"That's good, that's good …" Gleeson's face revealed a trace of a smile, "You should know that while you were recuperating, many people came to me to ask about you!"
Hearing Gleeson's words, Grimm's heart skipped a beat.
Many people … For a great rank 6 Magus to care about someone at rank 5?
What exactly was it that made those great rank 6 Magi start to care about him?
Grimm pondered, pretending to be curious as he asked, "I wonder which great ones care about me? I'll find a chance to pay them a visit and thank them! "
"You don't have to worry about that. In short, there are many …" Gleeson's expression was unfathomable, "Now that you've recovered, the timing is just right. In the near future, we'll be launching our final attack on the orcs. You can take this opportunity to reap some benefits! "
"Final attack?" Grimm was surprised, "As far as I know, our progress over the past three years hasn't been too smooth. Of the seventeen orc gods, apart from the rank 5 God of Hatred, Ernus, who was beaten down to a rank 4 demigod, only the rank 6 God of the Hunt, Hall, was beaten down to a rank 5 weak god … With such results, I don't think it's possible to get rid of the Orc God in a single battle! "
Gleeson laughed involuntarily, "Looks like you still haven't adapted to the rhythm of life as a great Wizard. With our tens of thousands of years of life, is it worth it to fight the orcs to the death just for some secondary planes? That's why Lady Barbara launched the war against the orcs, not for territory, not for resources, but for the origin of divinity in the orc gods! "
The origin of divinity was a rather general term, but it actually referred to divinity, divinity, and divinity.
"What does that have to do with the final battle with the orcs?" Grimm was still somewhat puzzled.
"If we don't fight, where do we get the origin of divinity? Without the origin of divinity, how are we going to forge high-grade magic weapons? Witch Barbara has no enmity with the Orc God. The reason she chose the orc gods as her opponent was purely because they had a terrible reputation in the World of Gods. If we fight them, we won't have to worry about the other gods coming to help us! "
This time, it was Grimm's turn to be speechless.
Even though he had vaguely guessed this reason earlier, he still felt a little resentful hearing it from a great Magus.
It had nothing to do with ideals, justice, glory, right or wrong …
The Wizards had mobilized the power of hundreds of Planes, and the powerful lineup of more than a hundred Great Wizards, as well as the Orc God System, had fought and killed in nearly a hundred Planes. They had done this for no other reason than the coveted Divine Origin in the Orc God's body.
In this period of time, countless planes were destroyed, and the number of creatures killed numbered in the trillions. How could these unlucky fellows know that the lives of an entire small plane could not even compare to the value of three to five pieces of divinity?
How could those fellows who fought and bathed in blood in the planar battlefield know how cheap and lowly their lives were? The higher-ups behind the scenes were weighing them down and weighing them down.
Seeing Grimm's somewhat gloomy expression, Gleeson could not help but laugh coldly.
"With the power of the orc gods, if we push them too far, they'll retaliate, and the price we'll have to pay will be too great. So, it's best to stop while you're ahead. Bite off a few pieces of meat from their bodies and temporarily fill your stomach. "You … If you still want to gain something, I'm afraid this battle will be your last chance. If you miss this battle, it'll be impossible for you to find another chance to harvest the origin of divinity!
"Unless, of course, you dare to challenge a god single-handedly! Hahahaha … "
At this point, Gleeson seemed to find it extremely hilarious, and could not help but laugh out loud.
Since Gleeson's words were so clear, Grimm naturally understood what he was saying.
Seriously speaking, if one did not consider the factions and beliefs, Gleeson's words actually represented the thoughts of most Magi.
It was not that there was nothing better than the origin of divinity in the multiverse, but the price to pay for it was far greater and more expensive than waging war against the orc gods!
In comparison, the great Magi gathered together and used the wolf pack tactic to encircle an average-sized god, plucking some of the origin of divinity from their bodies. Such a thing that did not require much effort was in line with the interests of the Magi as a whole, or else it would not have attracted so many great Magi.
Grimm, on the other hand, had only suddenly become one of them, suddenly sensing the truth behind the scenes. For a moment, it was hard for him to accept it.
At the very least, he had witnessed the fall of two great Magi with his own eyes.
That was a Tier 5 Great Sorcerer!
In the planar world, they were great Magi who were on par with lesser true gods!
If they had died for some ideals or beliefs, Grimm would have felt better. However, if they had died for some 'trivial' benefits, Grimm would feel a little empty in his heart, as if his soul had been shattered.
However, as a great Magus, he had to accept the reality of this' cruel 'world.
Moreover, the origin of divinity was not 'trivial'. It was a top-grade resource that all great Magi would fight for. If Grimm had an endless amount of origin of divinity, he could forge eight or ten origin tools and nourish his bloodline to the limit. Would it be difficult for him to advance in rank?
Hence, even though he felt a little sad, he would not easily give up this last chance to obtain the origin of divinity!
"Sir, where will the decisive battle take place?"
"The Shaka Plane!"
"The Shaka Plane? That's … That's the origin plane of the Orc God! "Grimm could not help but exclaim in shock.
Most gods would regard the plane their main body worshipped as the origin plane, and the plane they conquered afterwards as the plane of faith. The status of the two could not be mentioned in the same breath.
Losing a plane of faith was not a big deal. At most, they would lose some worshippers and lose some power of faith. However, if the origin plane was broken through, it meant that the divine kingdom where their main body resided in would suffer as well. At best, they would be demoted, and at worst, they would perish. They had no choice but to take this seriously.
The Magi had chosen the Shaka Plane as the main battlefield. It seemed like they wanted to force the orc gods to accept the battle.
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