"We need to hurry." Wizard Shen Yu pondered his next move.
But just at that mont, his maid hurriedly knocked on the door.
"Master, Her Highness Aivlette is here in disguise, she seems very anxious, master..."
"Aivlette..." Shen Yu’s eyebrows lifted slightly.
This was the Third Princess of the Violet Duchy he lived in now, and also, his fiancée.
Five years ago, he was sent by his ntor to this country to serve as a court mage.
It wasn’t a particularly high status—there were at least hundreds of mages like him throughout the duchy.
However, Shen Yu relied on his previous life’s knowledge to make waves in the domain of business.
Even if he didn’t have much technical advantage, just a grasp of basics like promotions and trade had allowed him to build up a sizeable business group in just a few short years.
And, throughout the process, he’d grown closer with Aivlette, until the King of Violets simply betrothed the Third Princess to him, establishing an engagent.
Yet now, before the marriage could happen, such an unimaginable and catastrophic event had taken place.
"Ao Yu, Ao Yu, are you there?" Aivlette’s voice ca straight from outside the door.
"I’m here." Shen Yu pulled his thoughts back and opened the door directly.
Outside stood the Third Princess, dressed as a palace maid, her exquisite beauty impossible to hide.
"You must leave at once. I know you have a way out." The mont she saw Shen Yu, Aivlette spoke imdiately, her urgency plain as day, "I overheard a court eting. Father has decided to follow the joint orders of the Church of Gods and purge the mages. Your wealth will make you the first target—you have to go, now!"
"Purge the mages?" Shen Yu glanced downward, "So, the King of Violets truly has grown old."
Just two days ago, on the third day of the divine oracle from the gods, all the major churches released a joint proclamation.
Claiming mages had shown disrespect to the gods and angered them, and that the gods’ decision to destroy the world was because of this.
All mages must be purged to appease the gods’ fury.
But such a proclamation—what a laughable thing.
If mages had truly angered the gods, with the gods’ power, why not punish the mages directly?
This plane is ho to a Magic Empire.
If a clear target like that doesn’t get struck by divine punishnt, yet they’re to wipe out the whole world—logically, it’s impossible to understand.
"Father really is old." Aivlette’s eyes held deep despair as well, "In the north, in Duke Erlin’s Territory, a terrifying plague has broken out; whole villages wiped out overnight, and it’s spreading at an astonishing rate. That’s the main stronghold of the God of Disease and Health. If mages truly angered the gods, why would the gods kill their own believers first?"
The stronghold of the God of Disease and Health had beco ground zero for an unprecedented plague.
The gods’ speed in destroying mortals, their grim resolve, left everyone completely unable to respond.
Purge the mages?
It’s nothing but desperation grabbing for any flimsy straw.
But this will only weaken the nation’s strongest resistance.
Without mages, and relying only on demon warriors to physically strengthen themselves, what hope would there be against such a plague?
Yet what made Aivlette truly despair was that she knew, clearly, she couldn’t change her father’s decision. The only thing left to do was secretly warn her fiancé.
"I really regret learning all that knowledge, all those ways of thinking from you." Aivlette looked at Shen Yu, eyes reddening, "If I didn’t know any of that, I could just spend these final days praying; clinging to impossible dreams like everyone else, instead of being painfully aware of the hopelessness."
Even so, the love and longing in her eyes still made Shen Yu’s heart tremble slightly.
This fiancée was indeed taught entirely by Shen Yu.
From thirteen till now, she had grown into exactly what Shen Yu had hoped for.
Yet, in the midst of such upheaval, reason and insight truly do bring greater pain.
Even Shen Yu himself, before, could only comfort himself through self-deception.
"Aivlette." Shen Yu took a deep breath and said gravely, "The gods are not invincible!"
"..." Aivlette froze, staring blankly at Shen Yu.
Just these words—until now, no one had dared to utter them.
Because "The gods are supre beings; they cannot be defied, cannot be disrespected"—this notion is imprinted on the very foundation of everyone’s understanding throughout the plane.
Even mages believe that.
The gods had shown their miracles ti and again, shaping an iron truth.
If soone shouted "the gods are not invincible" in public, it would be blasphemy of the highest order, punishable by death on the spot.
This is a world with gods high above, looking down on humanity and scorning all things.
Even Shen Yu himself, up till now, maintained awe toward the gods.
But—he was never truly of this world.
And right now, Shen Yu had the Gray Mist Space behind him!
Yet, seeing Aivlette’s expression, he knew—standing against the gods was almost unimaginable for people of this world.
Even the godless fear Divine Power!
Shen Yu could already foresee that this may prove his greatest challenge, standing against the gods and saving the world.
If those being slaughtered can’t even muster the courage to resist—if they don’t struggle at all—even the association will be powerless.
Nonetheless, Shen Yu already had a plan in mind.
Now, in fact, an excellent opportunity had arrived.
The Magic Empire would not retreat, and the Violet Duchy was close to it. There were plenty of mages here—it made for an ideal test case.
To try rallying resistance.
"Aivlette." Shen Yu locked eyes with her, his expression growing serious, "For mortals, maybe the gods are invincible, but what I an isn’t mortals—what I an is gods as well."
"But all gods are..."
"All gods in this plane’s domain, yes." Shen Yu interrupted her, "But what about those beyond?"
"What’s ’beyond’..." Aivlette was still confused.
Most nobles here know a little about the existence of different planes, but their knowledge is shallow.
Let alone the true multiverse.
Shen Yu reached out and gently cupped Aivlette’s face.
"You always wanted to know where I learned all my knowledge? Now I can tell you—my soul cos from a much farther place. And, since the gods announced world-ending judgnt, I’ve been trying to contact the gods of my holand. Just now, I succeeded."
In the next mont, Shen Yu consud a portion of the Gray Mist.
Aivlette felt a boom in her mind.
Her soul seed to enter an unimaginably grand world: before her eyes, countless vast halls appeared and faded in the Gray Mist. Even a fleeting glance sent waves of supre oppression her way—no room for doubt; she understood the imnsity at once.
—That was Divine Power. That was the realm of the gods!
So much so, that as Shen Yu let go of her, Aivlette stumbled two steps back, gasping for breath.
"What was that?" She was flushed, voice trembling, reverence in her eyes, "Never have I felt such boundless Divine Power."
In this plane, anyone in front of a statue or inside a church could sense Divine Power.
Especially where miracles appeared.
Sotis, the god’s will would even descend directly.
But just as Aivlette said—
The Divine Power she’d felt in the past, compared to just now, was like the difference between a star and the Great Sun!
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