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Of course, Salin didn't want to leave any dignity for the Tanggulas Empire royal family. He didn't attack because the Druidic Order's occupation had no legitimacy.
Back then, the four empires had agreed not to attack each other. If the Tanggulas Empire didn't fall, it meant that the empire still existed. If the other three empires wanted to take advantage of the situation, Salin would destroy them justifiably.
This theory was useless for the strong, but it was the truth for millions of ordinary people.
Salin didn't know what was the point of insisting on this so-called justice, but from the perspective of fate, it made sense. If millions of people believed in you, you could gain power. If millions of people hated you, they would hurt you.
In the history of the Tanggulas Empire, there was no lack of tyrants. Every single one of them had a tragic ending. Moreover, these tyrants all died mysteriously. Some went crazy and harmed themselves, while others had their souls split while training. There were also emperors who were killed by their own sons.
Salin didn't want to be toyed with by fate. He kept a balance at all times. This was what a mage should do.
It was only when spring came that Salin and Raphael stepped on the Purple Angel's Golden Dragon and rushed to Black Prison Island. In the territory of the Tanggulas Empire, Black Prison Island had always been an independent existence. Salin did not mobilize the navy, nor did he want his warships to remain silent for no reason. There were many natural obstacles near Black Prison Island that were hard to overcome, and they were constantly changing.
Salin didn't want to observe slowly. He had Boder's Gate anyway. He just needed to fly over.
Purple Angel had a new problem now. He liked to chat. Of course, he didn't dare to disturb Raphael. His target was Salin. As long as Raphael heard his voice, everything else didn't matter.
Purple Angel didn't know that Raphael was immersed in training and didn't listen to what he was saying. Angel Armor. This was something that the gods had forged for angels. After Salin's modification, its attributes had decreased slightly, but Raphael liked it very much.
This Angel Armor had many external weapons. They were all long-range attacks with great destructive power. Angels were originally combat weapons, but this kind of armor was used by Angels to charge and break through enemy lines.
Even a god would find it hard to break this armor in one hit.
Zola and Su, on the other hand, were simple. They both used weapons Salin had previously refined, but their armor had been completely changed. Originally, a twelfth-level Zenith True Martial didn't need any armor, but there were too many mages on Black Prison Island, especially those from the Inquisition, who were best at prophecy.
The Inquisitor's Prophecy Spell leans towards Curse Spells. No matter how strong your True Martial Sword Qi is, it will still be affected.
Not to mention Zhenwu, even the God of Light's doppelganger had lost the best opportunity to capture Sarlin because he had been struck by a small prophecy spell.
These two sets of armor were specially made by Salin for his two followers. For these two sets of armor, Salin had spent nearly half a month observing the two True Martials with his Eye of the Soul. Su and Zola's bones, sword energy, habits, and other things were all things that Sarin already understood. Wearing these two sets of armor, the two of them almost didn't feel any weight, as if they were still wearing cloth clothes, and their movements weren't affected in the slightest.
This was the benefit of following a mage. Otherwise, even if you could buy a magic armor, it wouldn't have such an effect. Some warriors even had to change some of their habits to adapt to the strong attributes of the armor. Only the warriors themselves knew the pros and cons of this.
Because changing some of their habits, some warriors would even affect their advancement speed. The advancement of a warrior was originally harder than that of a mage. This way, the drawbacks of the magic armor were also revealed.
For the sake of his two followers, Salin continuously observed them with his Eye of the Soul for more than ten days. This wasn't something an ordinary mage could do. His Eye of the Soul had actually reached the peak of Level-15. If there were any changes, it would be an advancement.
Eye of Truth, that was an ability above Level-16.
Along the way, the Purple Angel spoke dully, and Salin listened dully. Just like that, they arrived at the seaside unhurriedly. Across the sea, the huge island was dark and gloomy, showing boundless pressure.
Salin and the others didn't hide their tracks. The people at the seaside had already seen a Golden Dragon flying over. On the back of the dragon stood four people. One of them wore heavy and huge armor and was more than five meters tall. As for the other three, one was a mage, and the other two were swordsmen.
Not many people knew that the Purple Angel had transformed into a Golden Dragon. The prison guards of the Inquisition were also terrified when they saw the Golden Dragon. This high-level creature was almost immune to curses, prophecies, and physical attacks. Therefore, the Dragon Plane was the place that the gods were least willing to visit.
If your enemy could nullify most of your skills, and reduce the power of the remaining skills to less than half of their usual power, you would be quite depressed. Everyone understood this. Therefore, when they saw the Golden Dragon flying over, the prison guards simply hid in the fortress.
There weren't many fortresses by the seaside. They were only used to maintain a port. This was a passage between the Black Prison and the Inquisition. It was about a few hundred meters wide, and there was no danger for ships to pass through. This was the effect of the divine runes that the mages of the previous generations had set up.
Salin looked down at the fortresses. They were all abnormally sturdy, and seemed to have thousands of years of history. He couldn't be bothered to deal with these small fries. Instead, he let the Purple Angel fly through the narrow passage.
This place was the closest to the Black Prison Island. It was less than twenty miles away. Not to mention Salin's Eye of the Soul, even Zola and the others could see the outline of the island.
Other than darkness, there was nothing else to say. The Black Prison Island was really dark. The color seemed to have absorbed all light, or perhaps it was an island formed by dark elements.
Salin's heart skipped a beat. An island formed by dark elements?
This was just a description. To be exact, there was a dark elemental passage here. It might be connected to another plane, or the legendary dark elemental void.
However, there was no such indication on the plane map. He didn't know the reason.
Salin straightforwardly let the Purple Angel dive into the water. He didn't really intend to land on the Black Prison Island. His plan was based on the characteristics of the Black Prison Island.
This waterway was the safest place. Salin arrived at the seabed about a thousand meters away from the Black Prison Island. He chose a flat area and placed Boder's Gate there. The tall Boder's Gate shot out yellow light. That was the power of the Gaia Gaia.
In front of Boder's Gate, the area that extended all the way to the coast became a flat road.
This was Salin's plan. All of his soldiers could fly and fight underwater. There was no place on the Black Prison Island that was safe. Any flat land that could accommodate soldiers could easily be covered by divine arts.
Salin didn't dare to be rash. Raphael told him that the war between the gods was the bloodiest. There were no restrictions on the use of divine arts. With the help of the gods, the angels and the ordinary gods could use divine arts to cover each other's positions. There were no blind spots to speak of.
There were six divine weapons in Boder's Gate. They were the Gaia Gaia, the Galaxy Well, the Dimensional Staff, the Blazing Torch, the Dark Night, and the Tear of Light.
Because Salin had the help of Juno, he could use these six divine weapons in Boder's Gate. Even if it was just a small function, it allowed Salin's battle tactics to become more flexible.
At least half a mile of Boder's Gate was within the range of the divine weapons' attacks. When he retreated, he wouldn't be chased. The only regret was that Boder's Gate wasn't a moving equipment. He needed to find a place to set it up.
After Salin set up Boder's Gate, he was prepared to escape here if he couldn't handle it. With the help of the six divine weapons and Juno, Salin could definitely rely on Boder's Gate to withstand the attacks of the God of Light's doppelganger.
This was also why Salin had to use the scroll on the Warden. The God of Light's advancement was much slower than the Warden's. If the Warden was given time, he might surpass the God of Light in a hundred years.
The potential of humans surpassed that of gods. Salin's method of getting rid of the humans first and then the gods wasn't to strangle any genius. The Warden was an absolute enemy. If he was an enemy, he had to get rid of him as soon as possible, starting with the strongest.
The Warden was Salin's strongest enemy in this dimension. After getting rid of the Warden, he could peacefully advance and cultivate the skills in the Book of Thunder and Lightning. He could refine the six divine weapons and advance to the Spear of the Thunder Dragon. If he could reach Level 15 and completely control the three divine weapons, Salin would go to the Giant's Graveyard to collect the Moon of Thunder and Lightning.
With the Moon of Thunder and Lightning, Salin believed that even Goddess Myer wouldn't be able to reflect his skills.
The effects of the Moon of Thunder and Lightning left a deep impression on Salin. Those gods who surpassed the God of Light were all imprisoned by the Moon of Thunder and Lightning for more than ten thousand years, unable to escape.
After Salin finished his preparations, he hurriedly led his troops out of Boder's Gate and landed on Black Prison Island.
Black Prison Island was strong not because of the large number of prison guards, but because there were too many Divine Arts. The people imprisoned on the island were also very difficult to deal with. If it was a normal prison, opening the cell first was a good strategy. However, on this Black Prison Island, if you opened the cell door, you might be killed by the people in the prison.
It was the first time the Evil Demon Army had come to Black Prison Island. The five meter tall Evil Demons were wearing the Demon God Decaying Body Armor made by the Floating-Space City and wielding huge battle axes. Their footsteps sounded like thunder as they rushed up the beach in an orderly manner.
The entire beach did not have a single enemy. On a mountain peak not far away, dozens of black-robed Divine Arts watched this scene in shock. Such a strong army? How could it be!
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