Chapter 1387

: Divine Kingdom Fragments (Part 1)
Saleen and his party massacred tens of thousands of demi-angels in the Abyss of Light. Saleen could not be bothered to use Thundering Sound to purify these pitiful creatures. Even after purification, they would still not become the disciples of any god.
On the contrary, the demi-angels’ nightmare would continue. It would continue even after death.
Saleen regretted not bringing Nailisi along. Her Purgatory of Purification could have made these demi-angels disappear. Without the presence of a god, the divine kingdom Fycro had promised them could not exist. In other words, after these demi-angels died in battle, they would continue to exist in this Abyss of Light, whether their souls were complete or not.
It was a futile effort. These demi-angels were hoping to end it all in Saleen’s hands.
The Abyss of Light had been created from fragments of a divine kingdom, which were bigger than the Myers Continent. The size of these fragments was at least 500 kilometers. Fycro had concealed his army in the Abyss of Light–and then he quietly sneaked into the interdimensional space.
Saleen didn’t need to get his bearings. He flew upward for more than 4 hours and at last saw a cramped and narrow crevasse.
This crevasse was an abyssal entrance atop the Abyss of Light.

Master, a lot of places in this Abyss of Light haven’t been searched. It’s bigger than you think,
Rafel said suddenly.

No need to hurry. I’ll think about it after I destroy Rafel’s castle.
As Saleen spoke, he flew to the skies from the Abyss of Light and released his Lightning Constellation, enveloping white castle behind the abyss.

Rafel, this place is the key to Fycro’s resurrection. None shall be spared!
Saleen warned, and he urged the Violet Angel to retrieve the War Drum of Fear.
The remaining strong people left in the white castle inside the Chaotic Swamp used to be very scarce. When the Violet Angel struck the War Drum of Fear, most of them lost their combat power. The sound of the war drum reverberated within the white castle. Some disciples went insane and began to attack their own side.
The War Drum of Fear was truly a product of Saleen’s genius. It was not only a beneficial item in times of group battles, but it was even more effective when attacking a stronghold. After all, the quality of soldiers on the battlefield was higher. From within the city, there would be all kinds of people.
Once it set in, panic and disorder would spread uncontrollably.
The Winged Skull summoned about 1,000 skeleton knights from the spirit space. These were powerful warriors he had newly cultivated. With the experience of creating the jade skeleton, the Winged Skull created these skeleton knights. Each had a fixed level of intelligence, but their combat power was even greater than the death knights’.
Also, the Winged Skull did not hesitate to divide up the blood in the Golden Heart and give some to each of the thousand or so skeleton knights. This allowed the bodies of these skeleton knights to radiate a golden hue.
Golden skeletons were the strongest skeletons under the Skeleton King. Each one was equipped with a Nightmare by the Winged Skull.
A Nightmare was a powerful death creature. Even if its level was low, it still had a huge capacity for butchery. The Winged Skull seemed to have exhausted all of its resources to create these 1,000 or so cavalry soldiers. The level of these Nightmares had already advanced to level-9. The golden skeletons might not have such a high level, but as their number of battles increased, they would be able to consume soul power.
In the midst of the 1,000 or so golden skeleton knights, there were a few jade skeletons whose intelligence was fully engaged. These were the properties that the Winged Skull had saved up bit by bit. As a deadly creature, this was not so easy to do. If not for its excessively powerful Soul Flame, it would not have the ability to create so many intelligent skeletons.
The skeletons were more valuable than the Nightmares, which could ultimately be summoned. Plus, their advancement was easy. It would have been problematic if these skeletons wished to advance.
Rafel rushed into the castle and did not see them. If she did, she would have sighed in admiration. The capabilities of the Winged Skull were already similar to that of the measures used by the gods. If it was willing to become a god, there would be no problem to become a death god or a darkness god.
The 1,000 or so cavalry soldiers could travel by land and sea. It didn’t matter how treacherous the environment was. Their speed could also reach that of a level-9 professional in peak condition. They were the army of Saleen’s dreams. Unfortunately, there were only a few of them.
It was sufficient to deal with the white castle. The Winged Skull released the 1,000 or so cavalry soldiers at the outer periphery of the white castle, preventing the people inside from escaping.
Although he was aware that Fycro still had many disciples on this plane who could not be wiped out, Saleen still didn’t want to spare all the people in the white castle. The people here were different from the warriors who had attacked the interdimensional space. The forces in the white castle were used by Fycro to transmit the faith to himself.
Every person was capable of creating more disciples. Their combat power might not be strong, but the power they could provide to Fycro was greater than a million knights.
If these people were allowed to leave, they might even secretly develop a religion greater than the Nature Faith.
Saleen was determined to get rid of every last one. Those who were by chance able to fly would be killed by Rafel and the Winged Skull. The ones who were outside the castle walls and wanted to break through the siege would be killed by the golden skeletons.
The speed of the golden skeletons was not exactly slow, and they were even riding the Nightmares. The professionals below level-9 could not outrun them at all.
The Winged Skull again released a ton of death spirits. At this time, some guys were more savage within the group. For example, there were those like the Boneless Dragon specialized in causing the human body to decay and absorbing the soul power of the corpses.
The white castle became a hellhole. Saleen no longer felt much remorse. Having seen the hundreds of thousands of demi-angels in the abyss, he had already made his decision.
Fycro might not be as oppressive as the Lord of Glory, but he was far more indifferent toward life.
When creating the demi-angels, the souls of some magic beasts had been too weak and required many magic beasts to be meld. Mages also analyzed souls, but they would never do such a thing. A lone soul who eventually was able to attain peace but had an amalgamated soul was the equivalent of being judged to receive the worst ending.
Even abominations were not as tragic. The demi-angels’ existence was precisely one of the excuses that humans had used to attack the gods’ kingdoms in the beginning.
Of course, Saleen did not know that Fycro had already been revived. He just could not reignite his divine fire.
Attacking the white castle had taken around six hours. Rafel felt extremely satisfied with this battle. She also detested the god who created the demi-angels.
The fates of demi-angels were all miserable. When Rafel was an angel, she had no feelings. After the Metal God’s death, she deeply understood what it meant to be without a god’s protection.
When these demi-angels were created, the god had had no plans to take care of them.
It was already winter and bitterly cold in the Chaotic Swamp. Even the ground had frozen over. But in the white castle, all the ice on the ground had melted and could not be frozen. Bloody water flowed. At this time, the Violet Angel commanded the pests to rush down and devour the souls of the disciples.
Pests loved souls. They were after all things that had been formed from soul fragments. The more souls they consumed, the higher the level of the pests. Saleen had originally been unwilling to use this power but now that he was dealing with Fycro’s disciples, he hated the fact that there were too few pests.

My lord, if the white castle is cleared out, how do you plan to deal with it?
Rafel asked curiously. She was now curious about more and more things. She always wanted to try to understand the thinking of humans.
Humans had once been so powerful they surpassed her god, but they had also been swiftly defeated. They appeared to be an interesting race.

Rafel, can you collect these divine kingdom fragments?
Saleen asked.

I can, but my lord needs to reach level-13 for it to work.

Seeing Saleen’s unpleasant expression, Rafel hurriedly added,
Your subordinate gathering is the same as you gathering it. I suppose that my lord is worried that this spatial pathway will affect the safety of this interdimensional space, isn’t that right?


Of course. No more mistakes can happen in this interdimensional space. If Fycro is revived, it will definitely be easier for him to abscond with these divine kingdom fragments. I want to take them away directly. If they cannot be refined, I might as well destroy them.

Rafel said,
My lord, I know you definitely do not wish to become a god, but if these divine kingdom fragments are destroyed, it is really such a waste…


You want me to give them to you?
Saleem smiled slightly.

That’s not the situation. I know that my lord has lofty ambitions, but I really do not wish to be an angel or advance to a god. The divine kingdom fragments will only bring harm and no benefits to me. This item can be used by my lord’s subordinate Weapon’s Spirit. The magic amplifier’s Weapon’s Spirit cannot ignite divine fire because he is lacking in power. If he can absorb these divine kingdom fragments, creatures can be carried into my lord’s magic amplifier. It can also contain infinite magic nuclei and have huge magic arrays installed…


Okay, I get it. But do you think there are any other areas within these divine kingdom fragments that have not been searched?


My lord, Fycro was only a pseudo god. When he advanced, it was probably after he had entered this interdimensional space. If someone advances in divine kingdom fragments, the divine fire must be consumed by the divine kingdom fragments. That’s the equivalent of letting off the god who has already fallen lightly.

Rafel did not go into detail, but Saleen knew what she meant. These divine kingdom fragments were themselves a part of a god’s body. If Fycro chose to ignite his divine fire here, he would undoubtedly not receive the punishment of the Myers Continent’s plane’s rules but would be taken advantage of by the fallen god. If the divine kingdom fragments absorbed divine fire, this could also allow the fallen god to be revived.

Fycro was anxious to attack this interdimensional space, thus he only used the divine kingdom fragments to create the abyss and corroded out a planal pathway. There are still traces of a divine kingdom within these divine kingdom fragments that can be searched.

Saleen’s heart sank on hearing Rafel’s words. In a god’s kingdom, there would not only be items that were manufactured by the god themselves but also those they had plundered. Also, in the war between humans and gods, there would also be items left behind by humans within many divine kingdom fragments. These were all the equipment of powerful ancients. If he were to get his hands on one of them…
Saleen suddenly calmed down. His clan badge, Thunder Dragon Blaster, as well as this set of magic robes and magic amplifier, all of these already would not lose in exquisiteness to the ancient humans’ equipment.
The ancient humans’ equipment won out in materials because the humans at that time were too strong and would not really rely on these items. As the power of humans decreased, the equipment they created became more and more meticulous, and more and more vicious.
Thus, the equipment of the Second Dynasty was more powerful than that of the First Dynasty. And the Third Dynasty’s equipment was also more delicate than that of the Second Dynasty. Whereas in the Fourth Dynasty, because the power of humans had fallen too drastically, equipment had become exceedingly complex.