Chapter 11: Desli's Divine Spark Lin Lei and the others understood one thing clearly.
You needed matching strength to hold any territory!
The faction that had seized the
It had to be remembered that the Yulan Empire's land area and population far exceeded those of the
The Yulan Empire and the
Anyone bold enough to seize the Yulan Empire—Orsop's forces were definitely no weaker than 'Ogavin's.' Ogavin himself possessed two Mid-Level God clones, enough to fight Tarosha to a standstill. How could Lin Lei and the others dare to make another enemy of Orsop?
"Catherine, you need to refine that Mid-Level God divine spark you obtained as quickly as possible," Tarosha ordered. "Di Lin, you also need to focus on your cultivation—work on applying the laws you've comprehended more effectively to your attacks, and raise your offensive power in a short time."
The Grand Priestess and Di Lin both nodded.
"Lord Belute has recently opened the Tomb of the Gods, so he's unlikely to open it again anytime soon. That means… the chaos among the gods will persist on the Yulan Continent for quite a while," Tarosha said. "As for us, we'll cultivate in peace. If others don't provoke us, we don't need to provoke them. And if someone comes after us, we won't need to hold back."
A cold glint flashed through Tarosha's eyes.
"All right. I'm going to the Baruch Empire's capital now. If Ogavin and his people are there, I'll drive them out," Tarosha declared. In truth, Tarosha hadn't used his full strength in the battle just now. After all, he was one of the managers of the first eleven floors of the Tomb of the Gods.
Tarosha had extraordinary means at his disposal.
"Lord Tarosha, I'm worried about one thing," Lin Lei spoke up.
"Go ahead," Tarosha said with a smile, looking at Lin Lei.
Lin Lei frowned. "If we stay here, what if that
After all, Lin Lei hadn't attacked him first.
But Ogavin had come anyway. That made Lin Lei worry that one day Adkins might, on a whim, show up to deal with them as well. That would be terrible.
"Don't worry," Di Lin said with a laugh. "Lin Lei, High-Level Gods have their pride. Unless you provoke a High-Level God yourself, a High-Level God generally won't lower himself to deal with you. Even Mid-Level Gods usually won't stoop to fight you."
In the world of gods, there was an unwritten rule—only fighters of the same rank clashed with each other.
For example, a Low-Level God, as long as he wasn't out of his mind, wouldn't go provoking a Mid-Level God, and the Mid-Level God wouldn't hunt him down. Of course, if someone crossed the line and offended a higher being, that higher being would show no mercy.
Belute had already decreed that no divine-level or Saint-level experts were permitted to slaughter and destroy within the eighteen northern duchies. If any divine-level expert went there anyway, Belute would naturally flex his power slightly and simply swat those Low-Level Gods flat!
A High-Level God dealing with a Low-Level God could absolutely kill him with a single slap.
The gap was simply too vast.
"That's a relief," Lin Lei said, feeling reassured.
At the same time, he recalled the scene when Ogavin had arrived. Back then, Ogavin hadn't attacked personally either—he'd clearly considered it beneath him. Instead, he'd sent his subordinates to fight. This was how things worked wherever powerful beings gathered. It was like two factions going to war.
The leaders faced the leaders, and the foot soldiers faced the foot soldiers.
"Tarosha, be careful when you go after Ogavin," Di Lin teased with a laugh. "Don't let Ogavin beat you instead."
"Joke!"
Tarosha snorted dismissively. "You think I'm some freshly minted Mid-Level God like you, easy to push around?" Without waiting for Di Lin's reaction, he flew straight out of Dragon Blood Castle's hall, streaking at top speed toward the capital.
"That guy," Di Lin muttered under his breath.
Lin Lei looked around at the large group of people gathered there, and a smile spread across his face. Everyone was safe now, and Dragon Blood Castle had returned to its former peace. A deep sense of satisfaction filled his heart. He looked up through the hall's doorway toward the horizon. "
"Boss, why don't you come live with me in the
This was Bei Bei's idea!
After the Ogavin incident, Bei Bei had grown worried too.
"It's fine now, really," Lin Lei said with a smile. "Tarosha and Di Lin are both here, and they're both Mid-Level Gods. With them around… at least Mid-Level Gods won't be able to threaten us anymore. As for Adkins—I don't think he has any reason to come after a Low-Level God like me."
Bei Bei thought about it and agreed that Lin Lei made sense.
Even if Adkins wanted to kill Lin Lei, even if Lin Lei moved to the Forest of Darkness, Adkins could still come when Belute was away. Besides, why would a High-Level God lower himself to deal with a Low-Level God?
"But still, this time was really close. Just a hair's breadth," Lin Lei sighed.
If Di Lin hadn't acted at that last moment, both he and
"What's so close about it?" Bei Bei said. "Actually, Grandpa Belute was already at Dragon Blood Castle before any of them arrived. He just couldn't be bothered to step in. If Di Lin and the others hadn't made it in time, Grandpa Belute definitely would have acted."
Lin Lei couldn't help but feel surprised.
"If Grandpa hadn't lifted a finger even at the very end, I'd never forgive him," Bei Bei said, a touch of irritation in his voice.
"After all, your Grandpa Belute is a High-Level God, and I hear he's even a Messenger of a Chief God. With that kind of status… how could he act casually?" Lin Lei defended Belute. Bei Bei huffed a couple of times but said no more. Despite everything, Bei Bei still adored Grandpa Belute.