Chapter 153: Divinity

The great one, a hidden existence.

Ai O's existence, Naimi Xisi had actually heard of it long ago; whether Ou Ge Ma or Selennye, both keep that existence shrouded in secrecy.

The only thing Naimi Xisi knows is that in the Tianyu Realm, even one as towering as a deity must obey that one's commands.

And Kua Erte's remarks at this moment proved his conjecture.

"Created the Tianyu Realm?" Naimi Xisi pondered.

In Frelen's mythic records, many versions of the Genesis myth circulate, but most are fabricated by various churches to promote their own deities.

For example, the most famous creation legends of Selennye and Saar, as well as the Earth Mother Shang Ti Ya's creation myth, and so on.

However, for most scholars, these various Genesis myths each contain more or less flaws that prevent them from being self-consistent.

Yet a fact personally certified by a deity is clearly a stronger piece of evidence than those myths.

The so-called Tianyu Realm is actually the crystal‑sphere system where Frelen resides.

The entire Tianyu Realm is almost the size of Naimi Xisi's previous life's solar system, with one sun, eight planets, and numerous moons.

And the planet where Frelen dwells—Tuo Rui Er Planet—is one of the eight major planets in the Tianyu Realm.

His Majesty Ai O is the creator of the entire crystal‑sphere system of the Tianyu Realm.

Kua Erte gave a brief introduction to Ai O, then continued the story.

"His Majesty Ai O descended his magnificent power, locking the gods of Maztek in the heavens—well, more precisely, locking them outside the atmosphere of Tuo Rui Er Planet at a place called Ji Xing Yingzhang."

"Thirty thousand years of imprisonment—that is their punishment."

"And I became the only deity still walking on the Maztek continent."

"Then how did you fall..." Naimi Xisi phrased, unable to find words to describe the other's situation.

"Destitute?" Kua Erte chuckled lightly.

"Because I, too, was stripped of power by His Majesty Ai O."

"Aren't you curious where my draconic lineage comes from?" Kua Erte whispered.

"When I was born, the stars in the heavens all cheered for my birth, yet the brightest among them was a star called Shi Wang Xing."

"I am a dragon born from nothing, a testament to the True Dragon race's propagation on Maztek; even my parents held no hope for my birth, for they knew my power source stems from the benevolent aspect of the ancient nine‑faced dragon deity Ao—the platinum dragon god Baha Mut."

Naimi Xisi was stunned speechlessly.

Kua Erte is a descendant of the platinum dragon god? Wait, doesn't that mean Ku Ku Er wore a green hat?

Seeming to see my thought, Kua Erte gave a wry smile and explained, "It's not as you think."

"Deities bearing offspring differ from mortals; the union is largely symbolic."

"As a top‑tier race in the Multiverse, the True Dragon concept spreads across every crystal‑sphere system, and I am the embodiment of the benevolent dragon concept on the Maztek continent, manifesting with the aid of the Mother God's power."

"However, precisely because I am, in a sense, a descendant of the benevolent dragon god, thirty thousand years ago, when the platinum dragon god recklessly unleashed an apocalyptic disaster upon the Frelen continent, I was also implicated."

"His Majesty Ai O stripped me of divine power, returning me to an ordinary dragon form devoid of strength; at that time I was almost a mere mortal."

"After years of arduous cultivation, slumber, and evolution, I finally regained a quasi‑divine state, but by then Zha Ertaike and his followers' faith had already dominated the entire Maztek continent."

"Even though they remain sealed, the whole Maztek continent no longer has a place for me."

"Under millennia of relentless defamation by those churches, I've become a complete joke; had I not sensed in the distant forest a secluded tribe still chanting my name, I might have fallen from the divine throne again."

Naimi Xisi clicked his tongue; Kua Erte's plight is truly tragic—a baseless disaster. The platinum dragon god being expelled from the Tianyu Realm is one thing, but dragging him back to his original form is another.

"So that's why you cooperate with the colonizers? To reclaim faith?" Naimi Xisi boldly asked directly, having realized that this deity, after speaking so much, clearly seeks something; thus he decided to lay all his questions bare.

"That's only part of the reason," Kua Erte replied bluntly.

"Eradicating faith is merely the first step; the thirty‑thousand‑year term is approaching. When Zha Ertaike regains freedom, the entire Maztek continent will once again be drenched in blood and war."

"All believers must choose a side; the obstinate and unyielding shall be slain without mercy," Kua Erte's voice grew cold.

"They may choose not to worship me; whether Heim or Wokun, I've already made deals with them. Even if they embrace the entire faith, it matters not—when the Maztek continent is filled with their followers, can they still stand by as Zha Ertaike's slaughter unfolds?"

"However, there is another matter I need to ask of you," Kua Erte turned the conversation.

"This pyramid was actually built by me; over ten thousand years I constructed five pyramids in total, each suppressing a ruler of the ancient Naike Su Empire."

"These five rulers are the divine‑son bloodlines of Zha Ertaike that have spread abroad; should Zha Ertaike fall, they become the backup for his resurrection."

"I need you to help me eliminate them."

Naimi Xisi frowned, asking with some doubt, "Can't you handle them yourself? Those so‑called Naike Su Empire rulers don't seem very strong." Kua Erte sighed, "That's only because they've been suppressed by the pyramids for ten thousand years, their power nearly drained away."

"These five pyramids are both cages imprisoning them and their sleeping chambers; if left untouched, they would gradually be drained of power in endless slumber, fading to ash."

"But if someone like you breaches the cavern, those within the pyramids will be instantly awakened."

"Back then I lost divine power, unable to slay the divine sons, so I could only imprison them. Now, because three reckless gods from your Frelen continent four hundred years ago have had all deities barred from projecting power on the continent, let alone killing the five Legendary ones."

"Legendary? That Mummy is a Legendary?!" Naimi Xisi exclaimed in surprise; he had killed a Legendary? Though, as Kua Erte implied, the opponent had almost no power left.

"Yi Pa Na San Shi is the weakest among the five rulers; the remaining four grow stronger one after another—you must not underestimate them," Kua Erte warned gravely.

"Why approach me?" Naimi Xisi, now calm, asked rationally.

Among the Golden Legion there are many powerful candidates, even the living, unweakened Legendary "Flowing Gate" Baolisi and Grand General Kodel.

How could it not be my turn?

To his question, Kua Erte gave an answer.

!

"Consider it a bit of care for our kind," Kua Erte smiled.

"Care?"

"The Golden Legion members are unaware of the divine sons; if those two Legendary knew, they'd race to search without hesitation. Do you know why?" Kua Erte asked.

Naimi Xisi shook his head.

"Because of divinity."

As Kua Erte spoke, the gem atop the pyramid's tip seemed summoned, drifting before Naimi Xisi, a faint golden glow flickering at its center.

"This is Divinity, the precious thing Zharthek bestowed upon his divine sons; I extracted it and sealed it within the Myriad Treasure Diamond."

"What use does this Divinity have?" Naimi Xisi asked curiously, having almost no understanding of the world of deities.

"What use?" Zharthek burst into a hearty laugh, as if something amusing had been said.

"You should ask, what wouldn't it be useful for."

"To forge Artifact, even high‑grade Artifact, raise Legendary rank, completely overhaul six‑dimensional attributes, and, most importantly, the threshold for a Legendary to advance to quasi‑god—igniting Divine Fire."

"All of those require it."

"Unfortunately, this thing is already useless to me. Zharthek's divine office is too bloody and dark, which clashes greatly with me; I simply cannot absorb his divine office, otherwise I'd surely let him taste the feeling of his divine office being torn apart!" Quarlte said with some resentment.

"So… such a precious thing… you're giving it to me?" Naimi Xisi asked, a bit surprised.

Quarlte chuckled lightly, "Preciousness also depends on who the recipient is."

"For mortals, this is an exceedingly rare supreme treasure, but for deities, this thing is merely a lower‑tier substitute for Divine Fire."

"If mortals could bear the power of Divine Fire, Zharthek would probably have to share Divine Fire with his divine sons as well, since in his eyes they are merely spare bodies for his resurrection."

"I understand."

"So, my kin, are you willing to accept this commission? I won't deceive you; the remaining four kings are certainly stronger than Ipaná III, but likewise, great danger brings generous rewards." Quarlte said in a tempting tone.

"What is the time limit?" Naimi Xisi asked cautiously.

"One hundred years."

"This is the final deadline: after one hundred years, Zharthek will return from the Polar Star Camp, and his divine sons will awaken, gaining power comparable to quasi‑god. I suppose you also cannot ascend to quasi‑god within those hundred years, right?"

Naimi Xisi breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the 'one hundred years' limit.

Only a hundred years—he didn't believe it. Even with the aid of a power gem, within a hundred years he still couldn't acquire the strength to defeat a group of frail, sick, and Legendary foes.

Then he'd rather just die!

Clenching his teeth, Naimi Xisi agreed.

Quarlte nodded, satisfied, and left.

"Remember, my kin, you have only one hundred years. If by then you still haven't killed them, leave this continent and never return."

As the dragon‑shaped light faded, Quarlte's final whisper drifted on the wind.

I'll write 6000 today; at least I got a recommendation, time for a salted fish to turn over.

(End of Chapter)