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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Ruby
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The Silmaria Continent
Yuma confirmed with his own two eyes the mythical power rising from the ground.
The mythical power that rose like a heat haze from the land of the Valcares Empire.
Divine status.
Yuma’s current divine status had reached such heights that even he could not easily gauge it.
The source that formed Yuma’s divine power was half of the divine status of the god Incrinew and the entire divine status of the war god Barbatos.
Those two divine statuses of ‘hierarchy transcendence’ had interlocked and been recreated into Yuma’s divine status.
It was because the achievements Yuma had built up in the middle realm were so clear that the vessel of divine status could be formed so enormously.
Along with the previous two, there was one-fourth of the divine status of [Omerta, the God of Flames and Sorrow], one of the Eight Evil Gods.
With that, Yuma’s divine status vessel was being maintained in a state just before overflowing.
It was a moment when it was confirmed that killing the gods who had invaded the middle realm was definitely of great help in increasing the mythical power of the middle realm.
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Yuma turned his body.
And he looked at his companions approaching him and the members of the Valcares Empire.
Prince Ricardo, the third prince of the Valcares Empire, approached Yuma with his blonde hair fluttering.
Ricardo bowed his body toward Yuma.
The being called Yuma before his eyes definitely seemed to be a god.
If not, there was no way he could have drawn such a scene as just now.
Ricardo hesitated for just a moment, but the hesitation was brief.
Ricardo knelt toward Yuma.
Knight Ragnarok who was beside Ricardo and the mercenaries and soldiers around them all knelt down.
Ricardo slowly opened his mouth.
“Great, great being…”
He had spoken aloud those words that were universally used for beings beyond dragons.
Yuma slowly shook his head. “Rise, it is a useless act.”
Those who were here now had all acknowledged him as the supreme god of the middle realm.
So he felt no need to perform more ceremonial formalities of being revered here.
Ricardo and the people of the Valcares Empire maintained their kneeling for a while even as Yuma gestured with his right hand in the air, telling them to rise.
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After a moment, Ricardo and the others stood up.
Their gazes remained fixed on Yuma.
Golden radiance was flowing from Yuma’s right hand.
Yuma thrust that radiant banner into the ground.
Ku——oong
Golden waves spread widely from the ground.
A holy sound echoed in Yuma’s mind.
Yuma had declared this place, the Silmaria Continent, as the second holy land.
Both gods who were the source that spread the remaining monsters on the Silmaria Continent had died.
The remaining monsters would be dealt with by the celestial beings who had crossed over simultaneously with Yuma, or by the Lycanthropes, without Yuma needing to step forward.
The holy sound related to the holy land declaration just now would not reach the divine realm, but it would reach the three gods who had invaded this middle realm and were now unable to return to the divine realm.
From their perspective, it would act as an infinitely intense warning.
Yuma approached Prince Ricardo, who was still trembling.
“Is the Valcares Imperial Palace still standing?”
At Yuma’s words, a dark shadow fell over Ricardo’s complexion.
“It has mostly collapsed, and would be in a state where its form has crumbled.”
“I see.”
Yuma called the being who was at the very front among the people following closely beside him.
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“Hestia.”
He called Hestia, the cat-folk swordswoman and high priestess.
She was the feline race who had become a true high priestess through very successful missionary work to other races.
“Yes!”
The cat-folk with crimson cat ears answered very brightly as she looked at Yuma.
“I’m thinking of making Prince Ricardo the emperor. I would like you to help with that task and with restoring and making this empire prosper again.”
Hestia understood perfectly what Yuma was saying.
“And spread missionary work about Yuma widely in the process?”
“…Yes.”
As expected, she was very quick to catch on to these aspects even without detailed explanation.
Light flickered in Hestia’s green eyes.
There was even determination dwelling in those eyes.
“War god war god, Yuma Yuma.”
Hestia said those strange words again.
Then she strongly patted Prince Ricardo’s right shoulder with her right hand.
“Let’s go, Third Prince. We have to rebuild the nation.”
Ricardo opened his mouth wide and followed behind Hestia.
“…Yes, yes! I understand!”
He should have maintained a solemn attitude as the third prince of this land, Valcares, but the situation was not one where he could maintain such dignity.
‘Among those who invaded the middle realm, three gods remain.’
Since he would inevitably have to stay here for about three days, Yuma climbed onto the griffin Ethan.
Ermel climbed onto the seat behind Yuma.
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The divine realm.
The side of the main divine realm where the remaining five of the [Eight Evil Gods] resided.
[Malphas, the God of Malicious Fortress Construction], opened a massive white door.
As soon as he opened the door, what was visible was a white wall blocking a massive space.
The giant crow looked at the wall and spoke.
“…Two gods among the five who descended to the middle realm have died.”
Another star in the divine realm had set.
No voice was heard in response to Malphas’s words.
Malphas eventually had to add more words.
“At this rate, the mythical power of the middle realm might really become powerful enough to force open the doors of the divine realm.”
Malphas added more words.
He had to somehow draw out words from the being beyond that wall.
“Somehow a method…”
A thick, cave-like voice was heard from beyond the white wall.
— “You just need to stay still, Malphas.”
That heavy voice continued.
— “Don’t you think your role was also significant in causing this situation? Malphas.”
At the chilliness contained in the voice, Malphas gulped down his saliva.
He had expected it.
That he might hear such words from the being beyond the wall now.
— “Wasn’t it you who unnecessarily sent the war god Barbatos down to the middle realm, playing the biggest role in that human Yuma achieving divine status?”
“…At, at that time he was human. Of course I thought Barbatos would kill that bastard Yuma.”
— “And then next, you again used that mouth of yours to entice those god bastards who were in heat about raising their own divine status to go down to the middle realm. It was also you who caused the loss of Omerta, the God of Flames and Sorrow, who belonged to the Eight Evil Gods.”
Malphas could say nothing.
Because ultimately, what the being beyond the wall was saying was correct.
Although Incrinew, the lowest-ranked god among the Eight Evil Gods, had brought about his own death, the other two who died at Yuma’s hands had indeed headed toward Yuma led by his words.
— “So…from now on, don’t do anything and just stay quietly holed up in your holy land. If you go down and die for no reason, the mythical power of the middle realm will soar even higher.”
— “Unless you foolishly go down to the middle realm yourself, that War God Yuma will have no way to drag you down to the middle realm.”
Malphas felt fear toward the god beyond, but he couldn’t help but feel his mouth itching.
“Shouldn’t we kill him for the variable to completely disappear?”
— “Correct. I have a method to kill the War God Yuma, so there’s no need for you to worry about it.”
Malphas persistently asked.
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“…May I ask what method that is?”
— “I will strengthen one of the three who are still remaining in the middle realm into a sharp blade to kill Yuma. Even if that fails, a method to kill him exists. You should stop worrying about the War God Yuma and stay still.”
After a brief pause, the being beyond the wall continued.
— “If you again incite other gods to go down to the middle realm, then you will die by my hand first. Malphas.”
Malphas rolled his black eyes and gulped down his saliva.
It was not something he could ignore.
The being beyond the wall was not one to spout empty words.
— “If you understand, then get lost.”
A firm order of expulsion was given.
Malphas, who trembled his giant crow-shaped body briefly in shame, opened the massive door again and went out.
Beyond the white wall.
A man with pure white hair was looking at several windows floating before his eyes.
They were windows similar to hologram screens made through magical engineering.
There, scenes of a man wielding a sword to deflect enemies’ attacks were contained.
A scene was drawn in a square transparent window.
The scene of Yuma deflecting the dragon breath of the Black Dragon [Elcam—Akreon] with a parry.
The windows multiplied numerous times.
The scene of destroying Incrinew’s divine domain, [Termination].
And the scene of killing the great sea calamity [Leviathan], who had been a subordinate of the war god Barbatos.
“…Counter-attack technique.”
The scene of overwhelming and finally killing the war god Barbatos, who had three spare lives.
“In the end, if I just remove the power to deflect attacks with this sword, you will become nothing.”
Divine domain, life-or-death battlefield.
The white sword form that appeared according to that power was also an irritating existence.
However, he was confident he could withstand this level of divine status attack.
A few times, at least.
If he just erased this counter-attack technique, this guy would be nothing.
The man, the greatest being among the Eight Evil Gods.
Eltines, the God of Void, continued to watch the scenes of Yuma performing parries.
“I can kill him sufficiently.”
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