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Chapter 215 - 184 War God Saiama

Chapter 215: Chapter 184 War God Saiama

Even though the God of Mountains and Craftsmanship ultimately failed to destroy war, His actions clearly violated the covenant established by the Gods.

In the court of the Gods, Divine King Shan En issued a final verdict, the God Wills imprisoned Hiris in the prison of the Country of Divines, sentencing him to a full one thousand years.

At this time, for some unknown reason, Shan En showed a rare mercy.

He ordered Water God Angel to go upon the Earth to bury Shanon’s body and bring Hiris’s wife to the Celestial Kingdom.

According to the order among the Gods, mortals are not allowed to set foot in the Country of Divines.

Thus, Divine King Shan En had Water God place Hiris’s wife on the Star of the Mountains and Craftsmanship, and allowed this centaur to visit her imprisoned husband every seven days.

All of this was done in secret.

As the God of War and Death God awakened, Divine King Shan En and Kagawus realized, they were drawing ever closer to the future when the Primordial Will would awaken.

Yet, to this day, they could not know how the Primordial Will would awaken, which stars would follow it, nor where it now slumbers.

For this reason, Prophetic God Kagawus attempted to prophesy multiple times, but without exception, all attempts ended in failure.

As time passed, the brows of Divine King Shan En grew ever tighter, war was imminent, and they knew almost nothing about their enemies.

And Kagawus’s heart was filled with a fear far deeper than Divine King Shan En’s.

"Divine King, if the Primordial Will once again pushes out the pale power from the Celestial Kingdom to become rain, what will become of the races of the Gods on Earth?"

According to the histories they had observed, the pale sudden rains created by the Primordial Will brought unimaginable changes to all the species in the world.

Just like the Logos people of old, who suddenly shed their ape-man fur and became remarkably long-lived.

Kagawus’s concern, however, was the uncertainty of the pale sudden rain.

If an ape-man could shed its fur and gain longevity after encountering the rain, was it possible further, even more terrifying mutations could occur?

Perhaps going from docile to crazed, or from intelligent to barbaric.

Moreover, what Kagawus feared the most was...

The great flood from thousands of years ago that nearly destroyed the entire world.

How could so many Divines, who had poured their hearts into their own races, willingly allow the Primordial Will to destroy everything?

"Kagawus, I am here," said Divine King Shan En, looking directly at Kagawus.

"Once, the stars were manipulated by the Primordial Will, used for its purposes.

Now every star has a soul, it is by no means as powerful as it was in the past."

Kagawus saw the resolute look on Shan En’s face, and the panic in his heart slightly subsided.

He nodded slightly and asked:

"Then Shan En... are you ready?"

The Divine King Shan En stepped out from the Temple, surveyed his entire magnificent realm, and murmured:

"Kagawus, we built the Country of Divines to... combat the Heaven that will inevitably come."

"It seems that now, we must first confront the Primordial Will."

Kagawus looked at Shan En in astonishment.

Only to hear Shan En say flatly:

"This Country of Divines is all the preparation there is."

...

War God Saima gazed out at the world beyond the Celestial Kingdom.

His eyes, blood-like, saw countless heroes upon the Earth.

"Adrian, Kars, Baird..."

Fixing his gaze on one hero after another, the hands of the God of War trembled with excitement.

The War God was fervent and thrilled by war, and to Him, these towering heroes were like the most precious of sacrifices.

Saima held his great sword, peering at each hero.

Within the Celestial Kingdom, nearly every Divine had their own way of doing things.

For instance, Dragon God Endora revered the strong, the God of Mountains and Craftsmanship was engrossed in metal work, the Wine God obsessed over brewing.

War God Saiama yearned for a grand war.

Even...

A war that could destroy heavens and earth.

Saiama was scrutinizing the heroes, selecting a mortal worthy of His own renown.

He longed to descend upon the battlefield, bringing bloody slaughter to both sides.

"Adrian? Too old."

"Kars? Too weak."

"Baird... Hmm... He is never addicted to war."

...

Saiama’s gaze swept over each hero until, at last, it fell upon a dragonborn.

The man was clad in sturdy war armor and carried two spears on his back; his dazzling dragon wings and robust dragon scales signified the grace he had received from Dragon God Endora.

Claudiu.

At that moment, he stood upon the battlefield, where severed heads from his chariot tumbled—one after another—enemy commanders, with Claudiu undefeated, his spears whistling through the air chilling the hearts of countless soldiers.

Claudiu reveled in the slaughter, pursuing each fleeing enemy; the bloodthirsty excitement tensed his muscles as his speeding chariot crushed the bones of his foes into dust.

Saiama gazed intently at this hero obsessed with war.

"He is the one."

War God Saiama’s lips curled into a frenzied smile.

His hand slowly pointed at Claudiu.

On the body of Saiama, a blood-colored wind surged, slowly gathering at His fingertips.

Each Divine had their own way of doing things.

And Saiama, He would infuse a fragment of His own soul into Claudiu.

He stripped away a part of His soul, which gathered at His fingertip, turning into a drop of fierce blood plummeting down towards Claudiu, who raced across the battlefield.

A fragment of Saiama’s soul invaded the mortal’s shell.

This mortal named Claudiu would not perceive that his soul was being tainted, transformed, and eventually dominated by the soul of the War God.

Like a ship that, day after day, year after year, has its deck, Dragon Bone, and sails continuously replaced...

Slowly, he would no longer be just Claudiu.

He would become the incarnation of War God Saiama in the Mortal World.

Saiama looked on with satisfaction.

However, losing a part of His soul, His figure dimmed slightly.

The War God was no longer complete.

Like a jar full of clear water that has encountered a void.

On the floor of the War Temple.

An imperceptible, formless darkness crept towards the incomplete Saiama.

That darkness, ancient and long-standing, flowed into Him through the soles of His feet, silently restoring Saiama’s missing soul.

War God Saiama was oblivious to all this.

The darkness wormed its way into the depths of His soul, and under its dark influence, His soul began to emanate a pale hue.

Without delving deep into one’s soul, this anomaly would escape detection.

The newly born War God Saiama,

Yearning to start a grand war,

Set out to dominate a mortal hero’s soul, to taint, transform, and finally control it.

Little did He know,

As He relinquished part of His soul,

That unseen ancient darkness,

Sought to taint, transform, and ultimately control His soul as well.

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