Reborn with Infinity Skill Points, I Enslaved All Universes
Chapter 70 -70-The Abandoned Chapel

Chapter 70: Chapter70-The Abandoned Chapel

Human Emperor’s Castle.

Odin sat back against a plush sofa, clearly weary from the day’s affairs. In one hand, he held his communicator, scrolling through the global reports and intelligence briefings his secretary had compiled.

It was then that the device vibrated gently in his palm.

A new message.

From Daniel.

Odin’s brows furrowed slightly—messages from Daniel were rare. And the contents of this one left him visibly stunned.

Daniel was requesting a full-scale evacuation of the southern territories?

Why now? What urgency could possibly justify such a drastic action?

Before he could formulate a reply, another message arrived—this time with a weight far heavier than the words themselves.

"There’s no time to hesitate. If we delay, it’ll be too late. I’ll explain the reason afterward."

Odin’s gaze sharpened. He had ruled long enough to know sincerity when he saw it. Daniel wasn’t the type to make reckless declarations. More importantly, the one behind Daniel was very likely a true god.

After a moment of contemplation, Odin asked,

"Is this... divine instruction?"

Daniel’s reply didn’t confirm nor deny. He simply doubled down on the urgency:

"You must act fast—there’s no other way."

"Also, I have a personal request: I need you to help me track down any information on the Favored."

"Preferably those located near Castle Mington."

Odin stared at the messages for a long second before responding:

"Understood. I’ll have my secretary begin the investigation on the Favored immediately."

A divine warning. A mass evacuation.

It was the Day of the Millennial Apocalypse, no less.

Odin didn’t dare take this lightly.

He stood up and, in the name of his imperial authority, issued an emergency order to the entire human race:

[Global Announcement – High Priority!]

"By decree of Human Emperor Odin, all human citizens residing in the Southern Borderlands are to evacuate north immediately. No excuses, no hesitation. Abandon all else—your lives are the priority!"

When Daniel saw the announcement go live, he finally exhaled in relief.

The rest, now, was out of his hands.

How many people could escape in time... would depend on Odin’s will and the people’s response.

Daniel remained in Castle Mington, too far away to influence the evacuation directly. He could only do his part—and leave the rest to fate.

Retracing his steps with the precision gained from already living this timeline once, Daniel proceeded with maximum efficiency. Having already experienced this chain of events, he wasted no time on aimless wandering.

Upon re-entering the Challenger’s Labyrinth, he immediately began farming phase bosses. After opening over a thousand treasure chests, Alice finally appeared with the skill book he needed.

He eliminated the final boss and headed straight for the Star Upgrade Hall, triggering the quest needed to reach 2-star status.

When all was said and done, he was a full half hour ahead of his previous timeline.

Human Southern Borderlands.

Following the emergency declaration from the Human Emperor, the entire administrative system roared into motion.

Mass mobilization began.

Hundreds of thousands—millions—began evacuating northward as fast as possible.

Despite inevitable logistical chaos, the overall efficiency was exceptional.

Every available transport vessel—freight carriers, airships, rail cars—was repurposed into emergency evacuation tools. People were crammed inside by the dozens, even hundreds, their only goal to escape what none of them truly understood.

Then, a message came through on Daniel’s communicator.

It was from Odin:

"Daniel, the entire human race is now on the move—because of your warning."

"The resource expenditure is enormous. I hope this decision proves worthwhile."

"As for the Favored—you were right to ask. We’ve found traces of their presence at a ruin west of Castle Mington."

"It’s a dangerous area. My administrative teams had previously sent personnel to investigate, but the results were minimal. Be cautious."

Daniel read the message, a flicker of seriousness flashing across his eyes.

According to imperial standards, any official Awakener allowed to serve as law enforcement had to be at least Level 70.

If even such seasoned professionals failed to deal with the situation... then the Favored in this ruin were clearly not to be underestimated.

He composed a response:

"Thank you for your trust. I promise you—what you’ve done today is the correct decision."

"In half an hour, you’ll understand exactly why this evacuation was necessary."

"Also, thank you again for the intelligence on the Favored."

Daniel put away the communicator. There was no need for further explanation. In just thirty minutes, Odin—and the entire world—would see the truth with their own eyes.

As for the gnome race... despite their longstanding alliance with humanity, Daniel lacked the means to warn them.

Even if he tried, the signal blackout surrounding Terra Fortress would prevent any message from getting through.

And even if communication had been possible, Daniel knew the pride of the gnomes. They would not believe him.

He wasn’t powerful enough to change their fate.

At least, not yet.

So for now, Daniel had to focus on one thing: growing stronger.

He opened his map and pulled up the coordinates Odin had given him. The ruin wasn’t too far.

He set off immediately.

Godfall Ruins.

What once had been a grand city was now nothing more than crumbling debris and broken stone.

According to ancient legends, the city was destroyed in a battle between gods. One god had fallen here, and with him, a massive apocalyptic event unfolded—wiping the city off the map.

Since then, the Godfall Ruins had become a lawless wilderness, overtaken by beasts and corrupted flora. Dangerous creatures roamed freely.

But today, something even stranger was happening.

Inside a long-abandoned cathedral, sinister phenomena had begun to manifest.

Unintelligible glyphs—written in blood—were scrawled across the walls in sprawling, chaotic patterns.

At the center of the altar lay a horrifying pile of sacrifices, including what appeared to be human corpses.

The air reeked of blood and despair.

As Daniel stepped into the Godfall Ruins, he immediately felt a wave of discomfort.

Something about the land itself felt wrong, as if the very soil rejected his presence.

Exploring deeper, he quickly spotted the desecrated cathedral.

Drawing his weapon, he cautiously entered.

And what he found stunned him.

A crowd of black-robed cultists had gathered within the shattered halls, surrounding the altar with almost sacred reverence.

The moment Daniel stepped inside, their heads whipped toward him.

Dozens of burning, fanatic eyes locked onto him.

Each of them clutched blood-soaked daggers, trembling with anticipation.

Then, one of them began to speak in a maddened, ecstatic tone:

"A divine revelation! The god has answered!"

"Kill him! Offer him as sacrifice!"

"The god is calling me—I can feel it!"

Daniel narrowed his eyes.

He had found the Favored.

But it looked like they had been waiting for him all along.