The Oakland Continent.

Fifty-two years had passed, and twenty-three Deities had been revived one after another.

Among them were three with Powerful Divine Power, seven with Medium Divine Power, and thirteen with Weak Divine Power.

This rapid recovery was possible for two reasons. First, the immigrant population from the Karte Continent had exploded, allowing the various Religious Countries to more effectively spread their faith.

Second, under the rules governed by the True Game, the Mana Will of the Oakland Continent was also covertly pulling strings. It siphoned the faith meant for other fallen Deities and concentrated it on reviving those with the least Spiritual damage, hoping to bring back every recoverable Deity as quickly as possible.

Covertly manipulating the power of faith was an unusual move, even for a Mana Will.

However, this was all orchestrated by the True Game, so it wasn’t considered a major issue.

At this moment, these twenty-three Deities were gathered together.

In fact, they had spent most of their time together since their revival.

They were studying the Black Flame lingering in the dilapidated ruins of the Oakland Continent’s Star Realm, while also discussing how to design more powerful Magic for a Space Seal Barrier.

Their goal was to prevent the potential crisis of Black Flame Creatures reopening the Star Realm’s Star Gate.

"The power of the Black Flame is too strong. Its corrosive nature instantly drives one’s Spirit into a frenzy upon contact, even creating a desire to devour all life of flesh and blood."

"As things stand, any mortal below the Saint Tier who comes into contact with the Black Flame’s power is instantly assimilated. Those at the Saint Tier or above can resist for a time, but if they are noticed by a Deity within the Black Flame, they too will be quickly corrupted."

"Even we so-called Deities, if tainted by the power of the Black Flame, will have our Spiritual essence polluted and even assimilated if we do not self-destruct in time. Ultimately, even if we fall, we will be unable to revive through the will of the world."

"After all, once we are polluted, our connection to our native world is, in a sense, severed. Naturally, we can no longer be resurrected."

The God of Truth and Knowledge, using his Divine Power to contain a fingertip-sized ball of Black Flame, spoke with a grave expression to the Deities seated before the massive round table.

"So, Zolan, after all this time you’ve spent researching the Black Flame, you’re just going to tell us things we’ve known for years?"

"If this is all you have, it’s hardly justifiable. You should know that our research into the Star Realm’s spatial barrier is already starting to show results."

A Deity with the head of a deer and the body of a man spoke in a stern tone from one side of the round table.

The God of Truth, Zolan Stein, responded with a faint smile.

"Of course I wouldn’t waste time on such nonsense. After all, I spent a great deal of time researching the power of the Black Flame several thousand years ago."

"This time, I was fortunate enough to be revived, and with the added assistance from the Master of Truth’s power. As things are now, we no longer need to fear the power of the Black Flame as we once did."

"This is because the Black Flame’s corruption primarily affects our Spiritual essence. And right now, Spiritual pollution is what we have to fear the least."

"The Master of Truth can help us self-destruct at will, and with the Ancient Inheritors currently being cultivated by the Master of Truth according to the will of the Dragon Race, we can be rapidly revived at any point in the world’s river of time."

"Furthermore, the most crucial point in resisting the Black Flame’s corruption is that we must possess extremely strong Spiritual Power to continuously fight against its corrosive force."

"Therefore, the simplest solution is for us to have enough believers. As long as we have sufficient Divine Power Crystals and our path as Deities is smooth, all these problems will naturally be solved."

As the God of Truth spoke, a Demon God scoffed.

"After all that talk, wasn’t it still just nonsense?"

"However, with the Master of Truth’s help, constantly initiating wars of civilization to capture countless worlds and living beings as believers... that’s certainly one path."

"But are you so sure the Black Flame World won’t discover our intentions? What if they follow our trail relentlessly? We conquer a world, they destroy and corrupt a world. Wouldn’t that just become an endless race?"

"A race to see who’s fastest? Who will be the first to fall on this endless path of conquest?"

The God of Truth was not angered by the Demon God’s sarcasm. Instead, he smiled peacefully and said:

"Have you all not yet understood this principle?"

"Although we are gods, we are merely the gods of a single planet, a single world. In the face of the innumerable worlds in the Star Realm, who knows how many other gods like us exist."

"Across the entire Star Realm, how are we so-called gods any better off than mortals?"

"Mortals have their wars, and Deities naturally have theirs. The universe has always been this cruel. What’s more, according to the truth revealed by the Master of Truth, the war of civilizations is the fundamental rule of our greater world. If we do not walk this endless path of conquest, what other choice do we have?"

"Furthermore, the Deities of the Black Flame World have clearly surpassed the limits of a single world’s Deities. From Weak Divine Power to Powerful Divine Power... according to the information revealed by the Master of Truth, our own path as Deities is merely the beginning. After Powerful Divine Power comes the Main God, as you all know."

"We once believed that Main God was the limit of the divine path, but how laughable that seems now."