[Second Update]
What Salin thought wasn't impossible. Since gods could create clones, so could humans. As long as one mastered the method to obtain the Origin Power, it wouldn't be a problem to create as many clones as possible.
The level-17 Divine Spark was sent into the center of the magic array. The core of the temple became strange. The core material wasn't dissolved by the magic grid. The environment where Salin stood didn't change much.
The Divine Spark was embedded. This time, the carvings on the walls seemed to come to life. They moved faster and faster. Salin and Jason stopped training and began to observe the changes on the walls.
Nelis and the Winged Skeleton had also stopped their training. Everyone above Level-14 had noticed the entire process of the change. However, what everyone saw was different.
Archers would see God Race archers fighting against all kinds of enemies. The warriors, on the other hand, saw the Protoss' combat techniques of using cold weapons. What surprised Salin the most was that he saw the process of Protoss controlling magic.
Of course, these were all illusions. They must be tricks left behind by the creator of the Hall of Gods.
As long as one's soul power reached a certain level and there was enough energy in the magic array, this function would be activated.
Salin felt that these images were firmly imprinted in his mind and would never be erased again. All kinds of advanced Mage fighting techniques were absorbed by Salin. He could digest them with enough time.
The one who gained the most was not Salin, but Nelis.
Nelis's body kept changing. Luoluo Galo's various forms showed that the skills of the Hall of Gods were different. The Temple of the Gods was created by the combined efforts of Level 18 powerhouses. Skills below Level 18 were well represented in these relief sculptures.
The Winged Skeleton saw the attacks of undead gods. Although there wasn't any undead magic, there were more undead rules and some physical attack techniques.
This was more like the Winged Skeleton's fighting style. The Hall of Gods was like a huge treasure trove. There was endless information waiting to be unearthed. Holding the Scythe of Nether, the Winged Skeleton couldn't help but follow the movements.
It was difficult to learn these things at level-14. The Winged Skeleton had a strange golden heart. The power contained in its body couldn't be fully released even after it had strengthened it hundreds of times. Learning these skills would give this strange energy a way to be released.
The Winged Skeleton's golden heart once again channeled energy into its body. Every time it imitated the Undead God's movements, the Winged Skeleton's golden heart would release powerful energy to transform its body.
The Winged Skeleton originally thought that it would not be able to evolve its body anymore, but now it had undergone a new change.
Flesh and blood began to grow on his bones. The strength of this flesh and blood was not even comparable to that of a high-level giant dragon.
What Shika saw was a strange sight. It was a nebula of primal-chaos. A greyspace had been born, and within the nebula, countless natural laws appeared, spreading out in all directions. The greyspace expanded, and countless planes were born.
Shika could see that there were a total of 12 Laws, and 144 low-level Laws were derived from these 12 Laws.
The Priestess was a profession born from these 12 Laws.
Shika's path as a Nature Priestess had also come to an end. Ever since she was born, the knowledge that she had learned was incomplete. She had only been able to progress to her current level because of her talent. Of course, with the help of the metal totem pole, Shika had not been left behind by Salin.
The Laws came from the creation of the greyspace. The power formed by the greyspace had been passed down through the bloodline of the Gods, and then extracted by the Mages. Any profession could see the knowledge they needed from it.
Dante saw the process of a God's advancement. It was a mess of killing, seduction, forbearance, arrogance, and other things entangled together. With desire as the core, it was ignited, and that was the Divine Fire.
To become a God, one had to have great desire.
Dante did not know where his desire came from, but he had become a God. He, the God, had been created by Salin. Seeing the contents of the relief, Dante fell into deep thought.
If abandoning Salin could help him become a Supreme God, he would do so without hesitation. But his core origin was in Salin's hands. He couldn't even threaten Salin's safety, not to mention talk about killing Salin. Perhaps Salin already knew what he was thinking.
Becoming a God was a path of no return. As long as one walked on it, there was no possibility of stopping. Even someone as strong as Myers could not change the fate of a God.
Salin was still distracted at this time. He said to Dante, "If you want to leave, I will not punish you."
Dante was stunned. Salin continued, "As long as you do not make an enemy of me, I will not control your origin. You can decide now whether to leave or not."
Salin's voice was very calm. Dante stood up, but he heard Neris call him an idiot in a low voice.
Dante slowly sat back down, his three heads showing different expressions.
"Master, I can't go. I saw the path to godhood with your help. Unless you die before me, I will not leave. "Dante's tone was firm. He did not need to make a vow. Salin could decide whether he lived or died at any time.
Neris pouted. Dante could live if he followed Salin. If he gave up on Salin, he would probably be eaten by existences like the Goddess of Nature.
Currently, the Goddess of Nature still had deep feelings for humans and would not casually destroy any plane. But to the Gods, the Goddess of Nature, of course, regarded them as food.
Dante understood this. He had followed Salin for a long time. Even if he was not smart enough, he knew how to choose now.
Salin said, "I have no intention of restricting your development, Dante. Do you understand this?"
"Yes, Master. If I do not attack the Myers Continent and only choose to wander, Master will let me go and give me freedom."
Salin nodded. If Dante could understand this, he would not leave. Because if he left like that, it would be impossible for him to advance even if he wanted to. If he followed Salin, Salin would become stronger in the future. Perhaps he would attack the distant Holy Kingdom. In that case, he would still have the hope of advancing. It would be difficult for a Level 16 God to die. If he advanced to Level 17, he would be close to eternal life.
If no one killed a Level 18 God, he could live until the Crystal Wall was destroyed.
The best of the Level 18 deities would have the opportunity to enter a higher-level crystal sphere just like humans and search for an opportunity to continue advancing.
By Salin's side, Dante was the only trouble. After Dante expressed his loyalty, Salin continued to forge his equipment and train in Magic String.
His teacher, Jason, only sat in meditation every day. Apart from solving his physiological needs once a month, eating something, and going to the toilet, Jason was like an ascetic, staring at the wall of the Hall of Gods in a daze.
Behind Jason, the Rings of Water and Fire floated. These two magic amplifiers had fused together when Jason advanced to Level 15. The Water Flame and Fire Flame were perfectly fused, turning a little gray and almost transparent.
The Level 17 Divine Spark continued to be consumed. There was no day or night in the Hall of Gods. In the magic grid outside the Hall of Gods, a large number of humans and Demons were also training.
Among the practitioners closest to the Hall of Gods, some Great Demons advanced early and became Level 13 Demon Gods. However, these Demon Gods did not grasp any rules and were much weaker than the Ancient Demon Divinity.
The advancement of human Warriors was as fast as ever. Salin no longer needed soldiers like the Ancient Warriors. Most of the Warriors had advanced to Level 9, but only a small number were Golden Sword Saints.
Cultivating sword energy also required special talent. Once one became a Golden Sword Saint, one would have the ability to threaten a Level 10 Great Wizard.
Salin's rule was very simple. As long as one advanced, they could continue training within 200 meters of the Hall of Gods. Every two hundred meters or so, the flow of time would speed up a little.
At first, there were more Demons near the Hall of Gods, but as time went on, the number of human Warriors gradually increased, and Mages also began to appear. Assassins, archers, and some fallen mages also participated in the advancement frenzy.
The closer these people got to the Hall of Gods, the faster they advanced. Salin's method was to let nature decide.
Those with good talent would have more opportunities. Training in the Hall of Gods would make it easier for people to grasp the skills and rules of their own profession.
Two thousand three hundred years was shown in the All God Palace. Among the twenty-six squares closest to the All God Palace, only one thousand one hundred and fifty years had passed, and so on and so forth. The further one was from the outside, the slower the flow of time. Only one month had passed in the outermost square.
Salin stood up. He had only broken through to the fifteenth rank on the one thousand and eight hundredth year. As for his teacher, he had long reached Level 16 and was at his peak.
His teacher's advancement speed had finally slowed down! Salin realized that his advancement speed was as pathetic as ever.
That was because almost all the Mages in the Hall of Gods were below Level 14. Although he was at the peak of Level 15, Truman was also at the peak of Level 15. Most of his trusted Mages had reached Level 15.
These Mages did not have equipment like the Universe Ring that could increase soul power, so it was more than ten times harder for them to advance. They had to jump two, three, or even four ranks to catch up.
Fortunately, he had gained quite a lot in terms of soul power. Salin was now sure that if the God of Light dared to appear in front of him, he could rely on his followers and trusted Mages to end the battle within a minute and leave nothing of the God of Light behind.
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