Chapter 1447: Chapter 108: Unless you give me a Heroic Spirit to study

When Anthony’s Divine Soul first emerged, the Great Speaker almost burst out laughing: “That’s it? Isn’t this too weak?”

Individual Goddess of Beauty Fist and Purify techniques have low energy levels, so their strength had not been apparent, but if Divine Grace is of this level, isn’t it too weak?

After a while, as Anthony’s Divine Soul grew a bit stronger, the Great Speaker mused: “Is he converting the faith of new believers? That makes sense, having fled so far, their followers should be gone. Locally converting is quite reasonable, and it seems this Divine Technique is quite effective against the Light Disaster. I was worried he wouldn’t be able to complete the task.”

This plane alone has a population of four hundred million, and the Prime Material Plane with a similar populous count has eleven more under the Alliance, plus those inhabited Abysses, the whole Divine Light Alliance has at least three billion intelligent beings.

However, the Light Disaster does not only affect intelligent life; all flora and fauna are impacted, and over time, the balance of nature will collapse.

What is the natural balance? Long ago, the Lord of Life told the Great Speaker that if the insects in the forest die out, the frogs and snakes that feed on them will starve, and the eagles that eat the frogs and snakes will also starve, that’s the natural balance.

The Great Speaker had then asked, “What if the frogs and snakes started eating fruit, wouldn’t that work?”

“Yes, that would require frogs and snakes that eat fruit. Therefore, the more diverse the life forms in a world, the more stable its natural balance,” said the Lord of Life leisurely.

Therefore, the Great Speaker hoped to resolve the Light Disaster as soon as possible, at least to maintain the balance of nature. As for the death of a portion of humans and Elves, he didn’t care – as long as they didn’t all die off.

As the Divine Soul gradually strengthened and its power grew, a wailing, mournful wind suddenly rose in the sky, the sound was so chilling that it made people in the plaza somewhat panic.

The Great Speaker looked around in confusion and wondered: “Eh, why has the breath of death thickened so much? Can Divine Grace even stir up the breath of death?”

Beneath Table Mountain, a thick layer of Breathing Soil had accumulated, but regular winds couldn’t move it, settling halfway up. But now it had even whipped up countess Wraiths, the Breath of Death turned the wind into a dry howl.

The Great Speaker stamped his foot hard, and his soul vibrated. Boom! A soundless Soul Impact radiated from him, sweeping away the Wraiths in the wind. The wind was still blowing, but the wails had disappeared.

He mentally gave himself a pat on the back for looking cool, but once the ceremony was completed, the Great Speaker went back under Table Mountain and into the pit below, baffled to see a layer of Breathing Soil gone: “Where’s my Breathing Soil?”

The next day, when Anthony wanted to use the plaza at Table Mountain for the ceremony again, the Great Speaker refused at all costs: “Go away, find another place for your ritual. Oh, and go to another plane first, deal with the Light Disaster before you come back. Healing can wait; prevent the Light Disaster from worsening first.”

Anthony smiled: “Actually, it’s not me who dispels the Light Disaster, but the Lord of Life. Since this is the Lord of Life’s birthplace, why don’t you ask the Lord of Life to dispel it?”

The Great Speaker said, “The Lord of Life has gone off to the Friel Empire; where am I supposed to find it? You call it back.”

Scratching his nose and looking quite ‘flustered,’ Anthony said: “Great Speaker, as you can see, I am a follower of the Lord of Light and not very familiar with the Lord of Life.”

“Not very familiar and yet you can trigger the whispers of the forest?” asked the Great Speaker curiously. Of course, he’d noticed, but as long as Anthony had the capacity to resolve the Light Disaster, he didn’t mind.

Rubbing his nose, Anthony replied, “That’s because this happens to be the homeland of the Lord of Life, and the one who triggered the whispers of the forest is a companion of mine, a Priest of the Lord of Life.”

“I don’t care about that; you’ve taken on the task, and how you solve it is your business. If you can’t handle it, I’ll sacrifice you all and turn you into Zombies,” said the Great Speaker.

“No, no, no, I’m not saying we can’t solve the problem. What I mean is, the Light Disaster was resolved by the Lord of Life, so if we sprinkle the seeds of the Lord of Life across all planes, we’ll be able to resolve the Light Disaster.” After laying the groundwork, Anthony finally expressed his true intentions.

“You dreaming? If the seeds of the Lord of Life were that easy to grow, wouldn’t all planes have a World Tree by now? If it’s that easy, why didn’t I do it earlier? Is it because I don’t have the fruit of the Lord of Life?” the Great Speaker scoffed.

Anthony laughed: “Heh, so you also can’t grow the Tree of Life, but that’s not important. The Lord of Life has already found a method to germinate the seeds in the Friel Empire, these are its saplings.”

Anthony waved his hand, and an airship flew over, its deck filled with pots of World Tree Seedlings.

Watching Governor Tianya’s men carry all the seedlings away, transmitting them to each major plane to dissolve the Light Disaster, Negris could not help but ask, “You’re going to such great lengths, what are you really trying to do?”

Anthony whispered, “Trust, obviously. Do you think he will trust a Lord of Life he has lived with for a hundred thousand years, or us, the unfamiliar refugee deities?”

“Eh, I get it, you clever guy, this is just like letting him plant the World Tree for us, unwittingly handing over all the planes to us.” Negris gasped in shock.

That’s wickedly cunning, using the name of the Lord of Life to gain the Great Speaker’s trust, letting the other party comfortably spread the seeds of the World Tree for them. The most brilliant part is that they are indeed sprouted from the branches of the Lord of Life; theoretically, these seedlings are the offspring of the Lord of Life.

Impressed, Negris asked: “Has the Great Speaker been guarding against us all this time?”

“That I do not know. Whether he guards against me or not, it doesn’t hinder my effort to win his trust,” Anthony said with conviction.

Negris was speechless; if others heard this, they would think Anthony was utterly loyal to the Great Speaker, cleverly scheming yet faultless, that despicable Godman.

In the following period, Anthony focused on displaying miracles and spreading Divine Grace, gaining waves of believers, while the Little Saplings continued to ‘yaya’, indicating that more offshoots had taken root.

When the task was completed, the Great Speaker came to visit: “Not bad, I’m very satisfied with your work. As a reward, I specially grant you permission to propagate your faith within the territories of the Divine Light Alliance.”

Such good fortune? Hearing this, the likes of Silver Coin Gale all lit up, but Anthony calmly declined: “Let’s forget it. If we spread the faith, we might end up being slain by the Godslayers again.”

“On my turf, nobody dares to be a Godslayer, rest assured,” the Great Speaker guaranteed.

“Let’s just forget it. We’re not very familiar with Heroic Spirits. Their methods of slaying gods are tricky. If we fall for it again, it’s all over,” Anthony said.

Now everyone understood, subtly diverting their attention elsewhere, busying themselves with their own matters.

“What do you mean unfamiliar? Ask me, I know plenty about Heroic Spirits. Rest assured, I guarantee on my turf, no Heroic Spirit can harm you. Go ahead and confidently spread your faith,” the Great Speaker encouraged.

“Let’s just forget it.”

“We want it, we want it.”

After the Great Speaker persuaded him for a while longer, Anthony finally reluctantly said, “Unless… unless you give me a Heroic Spirit to study. I mean the kind that releases Faith Storms and obliterates all deities with just a flicker of starlight.”

“There are Heroic Spirits like that?”