Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

Abel felt his heart settling after seeing the hopeless god of fire brought wrapped around by the god bounding chain.

He turned to the sky and sensed dangerous energy that had just appeared.

Thief god Milton immediately flew upward. Since the god of fire was no longer in control, Thief god Milton was even more invincible.

But of course, Abel was still the one directing the god of fire.

Since the god of fire was trying to connect to his temple, its hidden state was defused, and Thief God Milton soon tracked down its location.

However, Abel could sense the scary fire element within the temple even through Thief god Milton’s body.

The surface of the temple was etched with strange patterns. It was unlike any other temple. Although Abel had not seen many main temples, he knew most of them were made with defense in mind, according to the goddess of the moon. But this one was made for attacking.

Abel felt a chill running down his spine. If his angel body did not make a move quicker, he might be in big trouble.

But still, he used the penetration spell before smoothly entering the temple.

The inside of the temple was completely empty. Not a single collectible could be found.

Which made sense considering how dangerous this temple was.

But in the center of the temple was where the glowing ruling orb was.

Thief god Milton changed his scent again and jumped through all the holy text magic circles.

They were normally much stronger than magic circles, and even the most powerful magic circles makers could not wrap their heads around their complexity.

Maybe there was no one other than thief god Milton who could do something like this.

Thief God Milton smoothly arrived in front of the glowing orb and placed his hand on top. At that instant, Doff exited his battle with the flaming elves with a flash.

Through Abel’s soul chain and the hand of Thief god Milton, Doff’s soul was carried to the glowing orb.

There was a strand of soul left over by the god of fire within the orb, and it immediately turned into a flaming giant when it saw Doff’s soul entering.

But there was one thing the god of fire’s energy did not notice, Thief God Milton’s soul had also entered. Unlike Doff’s soul, Thief God Milton was totally in one with the soul of the orb.

During a battle between souls, Doff would be at a huge risk since every damage he took would be permanent.

As the god of fire’s soul charged towards Doff’s soul, a black dagger suddenly appeared in mid-air and penetrated the god of fire’s soul.

Immediately, it began to fade away.

“No!” The god of fire roared within the god bounding chain.

Although he was expecting to lose, he still couldn’t bear the pain when it actually occurred.

This was his kingdom, and he had gone through countless struggles to reach where he was from a normal dwarf.

He trampled on the corpses of many, laid out countless evil plots, and finally avoided the holy war to become one of the few surviving gods in the era of wizards.

However, those things were all history from now on.

“Abel, I will return to burn you to the ground!” The god of fire roared.

It was at that moment Doff’s soul began to corrode the glowing orb, and a strange bloody red glow appeared above the god of fire’s kingdom.

“It’s the dawn of a new kingdom!” Abel mumbled calmly.

The red glow sent all the dwarves into a frenzy as they picked up their hammers and speeded into the battlefield.

The god of fire felt his energy draining. He knew he would soon fall into an eternal slumber.

But he was not afraid. He was a god. He still had a godhead.

As long as the professions of blacksmiths still exist in the dwarves, he would rebuild his body with time, even if it took tens of thousands of years.

The red glow soon faded, and Abel sensed that the god of fire’s kingdom was now his.

The 4 holy servants and the 5000 dwarf knights stopped their attacks. They’ve won!

The angel’s body let out his human form angel and disappeared.

“The god of fire, you lose!” Abel smiled.

“Yes Abel, I’ve lost, but you still can’t kill me!” The god of fire still retained his pride until the last moment.

“You are wrong. Just wait until I’ve taken all of your followers!” Abel replied with confidence.

At that moment, the thunderous voice appeared in mid-air.

“Follow me. I am your only faith in this world!

I am the nutrition to live!

With me around, no one will ever be hungry!

No one will ever be thirsty!

Follow me. My followers will live on until eternity!”

Those hapless followers were almost defenseless, so they immediately accepted Doff.

Abel got a rough idea of how many blacksmiths dwarfs there were in this kingdom.

Around 32,000. Abel was stunned.

Not because it was too much, but it was too little

The god of fire was a god from the era of god. How come he had so few followers.

Little did he know, all of the god of fire’s followers were professionals, and professionals tended to be less faithful.

The god of fire was already not one of the most respected dwarf gods during the era of god due to how hard it was to be a blacksmith, and since the wizard union took over, many dwarves have given up the blacksmith profession for wizardry.

This was why he only had 32,000 followers. But Abel soon discovered something even more shocking.

This time was for the better. Within those 32,000 blacksmith dwarves, 5000 were grandmasters, and all the others were masters.

“The god of fire, I’ve never seen so many Grandmasters before. I’ll give you my respect!” Abel couldn’t help but say.

A bittersweet look emerged on the god of fire’s face. Each of those grandmasters was his blood and bone.

He tried all kinds of tricks to attract master blacksmith to become his follower, and this process was more difficult than anything anyone could imagine.

But it was also because of their help, he could make that god bounding circle with those 600 holy cards.

His kingdom was basically a factory, and he was always able to trade secrets.

Therefore, his master blacksmiths had endless amounts of resources and endless amounts of forgery to do, which was how he ended up with 5000 Grandmasters. This was more grandmasters than the dwarves have ever had since the era of god.

In order to guarantee each blacksmith in his kingdom could become a grandmaster, he rejected every blacksmith below the master rank from entering.

At that moment, all of those efforts were taken away one by one right in front of him.

His heart was in pain. All he wanted was to kill Abel.

But at the same time, he knew he had brought it onto himself by being too greedy.

“The god of fire, you know, I’m a grandmaster blacksmith as well. I’m happy to get so many grandmasters by my side!” Abel continued to provoke the god of fire.

“One day I will take everything back!” The god of fire grunt.

“Doff, let’s go home!” Abel turned away and said.

“Yes master!” Doff’s voice then emerged beside Abel.

Afterward, the 3 merged kingdoms began to travel in that strange dimension. Since their size has increased, their speed has been noticeably slower.

“The god of fire, now let’s finish our business!” Abel then turned back and smiled.

“There is no way you can kill a god with your rank!” The god of fire continued to sound confident.

Abel was only a legendary rank. A god could kill him with a finger.

Abel smiled and reached out his golden dimension force from his soul.

“Dimension force? How?” The god of fire was stunned.

But he was actually exaggerating.

His holy body was almost destroyed, so he was betting that Abel didn’t know that a god’s godhead would be freed once their holy body was fully destroyed.

Still, dimension force was something even a god couldn’t control, let alone a legend. Although most gods could use dimension force to expand a kingdom or do teleportation, it was a completely different story compared to using it as a weapon.

By that point, the god of fire just wanted Abel to hurry up and destroy his body. He didn’t want to end up like the other gods and get trapped forever.

It was basically worse than death..