Guild Wars - Chapter 1113: The Divine Realm

｢Name: Draco

Class: Abyss Eternal

Race: Hybrid (Human/Ultima Sunt)

Rank: Demi God (5)/True God (???)

Level: 245

Exp: 4%

Law Rank: Basic || Intermediate || Advanced || Master

Divine Essence: 915,363/10,000 || 915,363/100,000 || 915,363/1,000,000 || 915,363/100,000,000

Str: 255 (Current Total = 510,000)

Dex: 255 (Current Total = 510,000)

End: 255 (Current Total = 510,000)

Int: 255 (Current Total = 510,000)

Spr: 255 (Current Total = 510,000)

Cha: 255 (Current Total = 510,000)

Lck: 271 (Current Total = 542,000)

Law(s): Law of True Destruction (Master), Law of Attack Velocity (Advanced), Law of Movement Velocity (Advanced), Law of Damage Avoidance (Advanced), Law of Malevolent Darkness (Intermediate), Law of Damage Enhancement (Intermediate), Law of Energy Fusion (Intermediate), Law of Energy Barrier (Intermediate), Law of Mystic Damage (Intermediate), Law of Mental Suppression (Intermediate), Law of Energy Restoration (Intermediate), Law of Vitality Appropriation (Intermediate), Law of Spirit Suppression (Intermediate), Law of Soul Defense (Intermediate), Law of Vitality Restoration (Intermediate), Law of Item Replication (Intermediate), Law of Dexterous Boost (Basic), Law of Racial Control (Basic), Law of Aspect Swapping (Basic), Law of Dark Afflictions (Basic), Law of Mystic Revival (Basic), Law of Dimensional Expulsion (Basic), Law of Alchemic Conversion (Basic), Law of Nature Summoning (Basic), Law of Warrior Summoning (Basic), Law of Elemental Empowerment (Basic), Law of Energy Empowerment (Basic).

Combat Skills: Omitted.

Non-Combat Skills: Omitted.

Tradeskills: Smithing (Semi-Divine), Alchemy (Semi-Divine), Enchanting (level 100, 0%), Magical Engineering (level 76, 21%), Scrivener (level 85, 64%), Privateering (level 72, 32%), Dungeon Creation (level 34, 40%), Skill Fusion (level 34, 40%), Refinement (Level 0, 30%).

Draco was filled with endless confidence. He had gone from a fledgling True God with no backing and no right to speak since he had only a Basic Law to one who was just one Rank below the necessary qualification to join the literal Supreme Pantheon!

Not just in any Law, mind you, but Destruction!

With this, he sighed and decided to fulfill his plans. He put away the Pantheon Establishment Token, the Origin Crystal Bundles and sent the Angelic Dao Source into his Inner Universe for Eva to deal with. Once he was done with that, he chose to leave the trial space.

Tomodachi appeared and spoke in a typical robotic monotone. “Noble God, you still have a chance to attempt a new level. If you leave now, you will automatically forfeit this chance. Are you sure?”

Draco confirmed and Tomodachi bobbed. The next moment, he disappeared from where he was seated and entered the teleportation passage. Draco immediately noticed form his bloodline that he was not headed back to the Main Plane which he entered from, but rather to a new location.

He naturally hoped that this was the Divine Realm, and not only should it be the Divine Realm, but somewhere safe from the assault of the Grey Rot. Otherwise, he could have just used the Tower of Babylon to get there in the first place.

The moment Draco appeared, he immediately activated various defensive measures, combining his equipment, items, Laws, skills and even bloodline abilities. It could be said that apart from the time he was facing Caelo in the Paragon of Destruction Class Up Quest, Draco had probably never gone this hard before.

However, when he looked around he was speechless. He found himself in a lobby that was currently sparsely populated. The lobby looked much like the one within the Divine Trial, though not as grand. This one was still neat, but there were signs that it had not been visited in a long time.

Draco receded most of his defenses but left a few up for safety’s sake. He then frowned and cast out his Void of Perfection to its maximum range, which was about the size of a continent in Boundless at the least and almost enough to cover the entire Earth in reality.

He noticed that his Void of Perfection was slightly suppressed here. It was about a 3% suppression at best, and if Draco exerted more effort, he felt like he could break through that.

The suppression was the typical Rule of higher worlds, being more solid and complete than lower worlds, so if you could lift 50kg on the Main Plane, you would only be able to lift 5kg in the Divine Realm.

The only way to be free of it was to have a Divine Source Origin or a Divine Law, preferably both. Right now, Draco had the former and the latter, not to mention that his Void of Perfection was technically at the Divine level.

Since it was the main binding agent for the True God Tradeskill methods he had, Tier 6 Control had long been speculated to be equal to the early stage Divine level by Draco. This reaction proved it since he did not imbue his VoP with a Law, but the suppression was still low.

However, in the end, while the VoP was technically Divine, it wasn’t in actuality, which was why there was a tiny bit of suppression left. However, that didn’t stop Draco from gathering a strong image of his surroundings.

Draco’s expression became weird as he walked to the entrance of this chamber and pushed it open. On the other side was a street that was paved with golden-white bricks and shone with Divine Energy.

When Draco stepped out, he looked back to see that he had been standing on a relatively small but important looking establishment. Around him were buildings of various types that looked like they came straight from Ancient Rome/Greece architecture, almost all of them painted white or grey.

What was interesting was the giant building in the distance towards what should be the center of the territory, which was basically like a huge church. It was a bit dilapidated and unkempt, but it radiated the strongest Divine intent Draco had ever felt. He felt it from his current position, despite being miles away.

Draco was a bit absent minded as he took in the scenario and reconciled it with his ideas of what would be here when he saw a group of five beings rushing towards him from the sky. They glowed with a brilliant white light and descended in front of Draco arrogantly.

“Halt! State your name and pantheon!” One of the glowing white forms demanded in a feminine voice.

Draco glanced at them with amusement and waved a hand. He casually swept the area with the Darkness Branch of his bloodline, causing the white mist surrounding these fellows to be corrupted and dissipate revealing their true forms.

The five glowing beings turned out to be five tall and slender Angels with bird-like wings, and a halo above their heads. They all had golden hair styled in different manners with two glowing golden eyes that were filled with disdain for all beings they did not recognize.

They wore white robes that were spotless and could be used for formal occasions and even be appropriate for battle. These Angels also wore whitish-brown sandals that were strapped around their ankles and between the big toe and seconds toe.

The moment Draco dispersed their cloud, the Angels were shocked and furious. Three of them were female while the other two were male. He noted with interest that the latter were the ones who stood at the back.

m One of the female Angels, the one who had likely spoken earlier, took out her weapon which was a golden halberd and pointed it at Draco.

“Vile being, how dare you touch us with that filth? Either explain your purposes or suffer our arrest!”

Draco rolled his eyes and pointed a finger. Sinister Shot imbued with Divine points fired out, and within was precisely the Intermediate Law of Malevolent Darkness. As for his Master Grade Law, he wasn’t going to use it for such a small fry.

“Be careful!” The Angel with short cropped golden hair in the middle shouted out as he manifested a bow and fired a golden arrow at the beam.

The Angel who was targeted had long golden hair that was tied into a valiant ponytail. Her face changed greatly as she sensed the aura of death upon her but she could only brandish her halberd and release all her holy energy to counter the attack.

The other Angels did not stand idly and manifested their weapons to help with the defense, but all they managed to do was reduce the power of the attack by less than 1%. Only the main Angel in the lead who fired the arrow could reduce the power of the attack by 5%, but that was it.

The valiant Angel’s face paled greatly as the attack bore down on her, and she was filled with fear and regret. They, the Angels, had always been able to do what they wanted in the Supreme City because they were the messengers and law enforcers of the Supreme Pantheon, who ruled this place.

As the last bastion of the Divine Realm against the Grey Rot, the status of the Supreme Pantheon had risen to absurd levels even compared to the old era, allowing even servants like them to be arrogant to True Gods who were below the Advanced Rank.

Normally, such True Gods needed to rely on the Supreme Pantheon to survive and be allowed asylum here, so while they would usually be unwilling, they would be forced to swallow their grievances, making the Angels even more arrogant and satisfied.

Who knew that there would actually be an upstart who disregarded all this and attacked the moment he was disrespected? The worst part was that whether it was the Supreme Pantheon or anyone else, they needed more True Gods to replenish their fighting forces and delay the Grey Rot.

Angels could not fight it because they did not have Laws. They were at best, slightly below a Titled God in terms of power and value. As such, even if Draco killed them all, the Supreme Pantheon would only frown, but would not literally pursue the issue in light of the grander problem at hand.

Rather it could be said that if they could trade one Angel to make a capable True God be in their debt and use it to twist his arm into fighting for them, they would happily make the trade!

Of course, as the one losing her life, this Angel was not willing.

“Have mercy!” The leading Angel shouted out as she took out a strange token and rushed to stand before the valiant Angel and covered her. The token in her hand exploded with a brilliant white glow, just like their bodies, and a shield enveloped them.

Draco frowned because he sensed that the shield was a skill mixed with an Advanced Divine Law. As such, when his skill struck, it forced the shield to crack and broke through, striking the two Angels in the torso.

However, it was no longer lethal enough to end their lives and only forced them to spit blood and be unable to get up. The other Angels displayed horror and rushed to their companions, casting healing skills on them to help them recover.

Their minds also trembled because that token was a Defensive Shield powered by an Advanced Defensive Law from a well-known Deacon in the Law Enforcement Hall of the Supreme Pantheon. Draco’s Law was clearly at the Intermediate grade, yet it could easily shatter such a shield and still strike its target and wound them.

Didn’t that mean that Draco could theoretically kill that Deacon of theirs?!

They rejected the idea firmly. It was impossible not only was it common sense, but the very fundamentals of how Laws worked stated that Laws of a lower rank could not defeat one of a higher rank. It was simply impossible and had never happened before.

Yet Draco just did it right before their eyes, so they were at a loss. Meanwhile, the commotion had alerted many parties in the city and many lights streaked over with various glows as they came to find out who would dare to cause trouble in Supreme City.