Of course, Salin didn't want Raphael to leave him. At this time, he had to deal with the Vatican, the Golden Plain, and the Ironblood Duke. Although he had a lot of people, he had a lot of power.
If anything happened anywhere, it would be a huge loss.
Metatlin City would be fine. Even Faka didn't want to attack it. But what about Guderian City? What about Nature City? And Lone Star City, Ceylon City, New Demon City, and Daliang City. These were all important cities that Salin couldn't give up.
There was also Rex's Bitter Water County. The Bitter Water County was now recruiting Mages, and it was starting to take shape. Even if Rex didn't become the emperor, he wouldn't lose too much.
At the very least, he had obtained the magic grid. With Rex's temper, he had probably swept through the palace's storeroom once, and whatever that could be used would be kept in his God Sieve Ring.
Salin needed to guard an area. Raphael wasn't, but Nelis had the ability. He could entrust the Winged Skeleton to her. He needed help, and Raphael was the best choice.
Seeing Raphael return to the Magic Tower, Salin was too lazy to kill in the forest. He said to the purple angel, "I know you're capable. Kill everyone above level-10. It doesn't matter how injured you are. I'll heal you."
With that, Salin turned and flew back to the Magic Tower.
The purple angel was depressed. Everyone had left. He was the only puppet left here. Luckily, he still had the Drum of Fear. Huh? Master's lightning star was still floating in the sky. Inside it, Dante was resting with his eyes closed.
On the Myer Continent, he'd rashly ignited the divine fire and didn't seal his power. As a result, he was seriously injured and hadn't recovered yet.
However, there were 500,000 lightning warriors in the lightning star. They couldn't be killed. With Dante's power, these lightning warriors could be resurrected repeatedly.
Faka had just become a god. If he created angels, Salin wouldn't have it so easy.
The gods could create an endless number of angels for battle. It was said that the Supreme Gods could create more than a trillion angels, and the superior gods could create tens of billions of angels. Even the God of Light, a low-level god, had hundreds of millions of angels in his hands.
Every battle angel was like Raphael. They had no souls. They lived to fight and died to fight.
If a hundred million level-ten angels attacked, Salin could only surrender. No matter how strong his Soul Force was, it could not withstand the devastation of the Angel Army. The reason why Salin wanted to kill Faka was because Faka was his closest enemy. He was a newly advanced false god. If he didn't get rid of him, when he built his God Kingdom and the Angel Army, he could only defend to the death. It would be difficult for him to attack.
Moreover, the people living in this demiplane were the family members of Salin's trusted aides, as well as the oldest batch of soldiers.
These people had already paid a high enough price. Salin had agreed to let them rest and recuperate here. The descendants of these people would also receive better care. Those who were suitable for magic cultivation would definitely have a teacher to guide them, and those who were suitable for swordsmanship would have the guidance of a Sword Saint from the very beginning.
This half-plane was equivalent to Salin's lair. How could he allow Faka to establish a Divine Kingdom here?
The Divine Kingdom had taken shape, but it still needed a demiplane to expand it. The place that Faka chose happened to be one that Salin was not allowed to touch.
It was impossible for an army of a million to gather together. Outside the forest, countless troops were marching into the forest. Only the generation that Faka had opened up had the least troops.
Before Salin arrived, Raphael had already killed many people. It was not that Raphael was tired of this kind of thing, but that she was not interested at all.
If Salin did not give the order, she would not even fight with these people.
Even though she hated these believers from the bottom of her heart.
In Rafael's Magic Tower, the teleportation array between it and the Myers Continent gradually returned to normal. Faka had used the power of a divine artifact to disrupt the spatial coordinates. If he tried to teleport at that time, he would be sent to an unpredictable place.
It might be a safe zone, but it was more likely to be in the endless starry sky.
Faka was vicious, but the arrangements in Metatlin City were orderly. As soon as the teleportation array had a problem, the mages had already calculated it. If a reckless person entered the teleportation array, it would be equivalent to having half a foot in hell.
The teleportation array could not be used immediately. It would take about six days before it could be considered stable. The mages did not dare to let Salin take the risk, so they simply sealed the teleportation array and opened it at a fixed time every day to teleport some items to check whether the spatial coordinates were stable.
Even so, the teleportation array could not be used. When Salin returned, he would have to build a new one.
The teleportation array itself was mysterious. Faka could stop the teleportation because he knew the coordinates. If Faka left any tricks inside, when he resurrected, the teleportation array would be destroyed at any time.
If Salin caught up with him inside, he would be dead.
Salin was a little annoyed. He asked Sicar to look after the child and turned to leave the Magic Tower. The purple angel was still killing outside. He beat the War Drum of Fear, and most of the Vatican soldiers could not resist it. Because the god had died, the high-level mages were also filled with panic, anger, sadness, and other emotions. Once the War Drum of Fear stirred them up, how could they cast any divine spells to help their comrades?
"Purple angel, stop." Salin withdrew the Lightning Stars and did not let the lightning warriors kill those believers.
The purple angel did not know what Salin meant, but he could only stop. Under Salin, his position was similar to that of the mechanical undead. Although Salin thought highly of him, he would not let him get a high position.
The purple angel wanted to please Salin, so he worked hard. Salin did not let him continue killing, so he immediately stopped.
Salin pondered in the sky. Below, the believers were still charging into the forest. These people firmly believed that with everyone's strength, they could finally kill their way into the Magic Tower, occupy this half plane, and avenge the god.
How was that possible? If it was really possible, Faka would not have died.
Back then, when humans went to slaughter the god and destroy the Holy Kingdom, did they do this too? Salin felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the crazed looks of those believers.
How could people be like this? For the god, they did not care about their lives.
They … were not worth saving!
Thinking of this, Salin began to recite the Code of the Goddess of Nature. Salin had participated in the compilation of this code. He recited it with his thunder skill. Within a hundred miles, the hearts of all the believers rang with this shocking voice.
Salin did not care about the result. He just recited it again and again in the sky. Most of the believers calmed down and listened to Salin. The Code of the Goddess of Nature was very calm and full of logic.
After the madness in these believers' hearts was soothed, they began to think. Of course, this was the effect of the thunder skill. If Salin tried to persuade them face to face, he might not be able to change any believer's mind.
Salin did not care how many of these believers turned back. In fact, even if they turned back, these believers would also change their faith and believe in Myers. Salin used to think that magic was omnipotent, but now it seemed that even the believers of the god could not change. In this world, there were still things that could not be solved by power.
In the sky, Salin's voice was transmitted through a magic amplifier. The range was getting larger and larger. At least a hundred thousand people were listening to him reciting the code.
Salin did not believe in the Druidic religion at all, but suddenly, a familiar power was transmitted from the believers below. It was the power of faith.
Salin used the thunder skill to turn some of Faka's believers into believers of the Druidic religion.
He had only been reciting for a little more than an hour, but the thunder made people confused and unable to rely on themselves.
Salin thought that if he wanted to become a god, well, if he wanted to become the god of lightning, he would not have to worry about a lack of believers. This thunder skill made people lose their minds, and it was easy to gain the faith of ordinary people.
This was no longer a trick, but a coercion.
The Power of Faith was continuously sent into the sky, and Salin transferred it to Dante, who was in the magic booster. Although Dante was the God of Lightning, his skill could purify the Power of Faith of other gods for his own use.
The power of faith entered the lightning stars, and after being filtered by Dante with dense electric currents, it was transformed into power that he could absorb. Dante's injuries were quickly recovering.
Salin originally wanted to save these believers. If they continued to believe in Faka, he could only kill them all. If they changed their faith to the Goddess of Nature, he could still keep them.
Salin suddenly had a compassionate thought when he saw Sicar playing with two children. The God of Light advocated abstinence. Even so, among so many believers, some would have children, right?
If he could not kill them, he would not kill them.
Salin's spiritual power was enough for him to keep reciting like this. His thunder skill was not used to attack, so the power released was extremely weak. He could only affect low-level believers with the magic amplifier. As for high-level believers, when they saw this, they also panicked.
With Faka's death, these people's faith was not too firm. They had gone crazy just now because they knew that the sorcerers here would not let them live.
Battles between gods and sorcerers had always been extremely cruel.
These people had long heard from Faka that humans could ruthlessly kill trillions of creatures to destroy the divine kingdom.
Salin recited the code, and before they knew it, a day and night had passed. Sicar saw what Salin did in the magic image and smiled.
As a nature priest, she did not advocate killing. If there was too much killing, this plane would degenerate sooner or later. A plane full of resentment would also face destruction.
This involved the knowledge of nature priests. When a nature priest cultivated to the end, they could clearly control the laws of the plane.
If the plane was angry, everything would be destroyed.
Salin recited for six days and six nights, resting for three hours every day. Just like that, millions of believers were summoned by him. They threw down their weapons and walked into the depths of the forest. These converted believers were no longer attacked by the magical beasts. The divinities who persisted in fighting were killed by the spirit of Salin's magic amplifier.
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