"Mobilizing all the gods to ostracize me together…"
Inside his divine domain, Leilin wore a cold smile. "So this is the latent power of the Goddess of the
Recalling
"Threatening me, demanding I reveal
Recalling Mystra's demands, Leilin stroked his chin with great interest. "It seems Mystra harbors a deep fear of Shar… And she's apparently convinced that Shar is hiding behind me, plotting something… Well, after I displayed my mastery of the Shadow Weave, it would have been foolish of her not to be suspicious…"
Leilin couldn't help but recall the information he had read before.
Before the Twilight of the
Of course, in the subsequent Council of the Gods, Mystra had obtained a new divine portfolio—the Weave—and ascended to the rank of Greater Deity, declaring herself the ultimate victor!
"Right now, her attention has shifted entirely to Shar, and she believes I know Shar's whereabouts…"
Leilin found this rather amusing.
"A pity… Even if I told you that Shar is in the Shadow Plane of the Astral, you wouldn't be able to leave the Crystal Wall of the Divine World. And even if you somehow made it out, you'd inevitably face the siege of numerous Rule-tier Wizards…"
For certain reasons, Leilin's avatar rejected her offer without hesitation.
"The matter doesn't end here… I'm afraid it hasn't stopped yet…"
Leilin's eyes flashed, and an avatar had already arrived beyond the membrane of his divine domain.
Rumble…
At the borders of
Spectral mages clad in magnificent robes wore solemn expressions as they formed an enormous spell formation. The light of various combination spells and hybrid spells constantly flickered into existence.
Alchemical constructs of a futuristic design, their surfaces adorned with intricate rune patterns, aimed their menacing barrels and weapons toward Leilin's divine domain.
At the forefront of the magical army, the figure of a goddess materialized.
She possessed a face of exquisite beauty, with skin so fair and delicate it seemed it might break at a breath, and eyes like blazing stars. The majestic aura of a powerful deity, blended with resplendent light, constantly emanated from her form.
"Goddess of the Weave, Mystra! Expelling me from the Pantheon wasn't enough to quell your fury?" Leilin's avatar transmitted his voice.
"I can no longer endure this… God of Slaughter,
Almost the moment her words fell, a terrifying layer of spell fluctuations appeared around the Chanters under Mystra's command.
With the unrestricted support of the Weave, each of them possessed the strength of a high-level mage. Their spell slots and costs were entirely subsidized by Mystra's divine power, with no concern for exhaustion whatsoever.
"A threat? That's certainly your style…"
At this moment, Leilin could be said to have reached his most desperate hour.
His faith in the Material Plane had been struck down by his enemy. The souls of ordinary believers had been intercepted by
And now, after expelling Leilin, Mystra had the audacity to come knocking at his door.
In her view, for a divine domain of this caliber, with her accumulated power, the cost of forcing Leilin to submit would be negligible.
Unfortunately, not everything develops according to the will of gods.
What's more, Leilin had long since prepared himself for everything back when he was still in the Pantheon.
"Submit!"
"Submit!"
"Kneel before our master!"
Facing the Greater Deity Mystra, Goddess of the Weave, along with her legendary Chanters and even the roar of the Saints, Leilin shook his head slightly and spoke solemnly: "Mystra… I sincerely urge you to reconsider. Are you certain you want to start a war with me? The consequences may be beyond even your ability to predict…"
"How could that be?"
In that instant, Mystra's mind—as vast as an ocean or a mountain—suddenly wavered, as though she had sensed some terribly ominous premonition.
But as a deity—a Greater Deity at that—she immediately felt an overwhelming surge of humiliation. 'How could I possibly fear a Lesser Deity? Even if he's connected to Shar, and entangled with the legend of the Nightmare Serpent… Damn it!' The hesitation lingered in Mystra's mind for only an instant.
Then she recalled
"Very well! If you insist, then it shall be war!"
Mystra waved her hand. The power of formidable legendary spells—or even power beyond the legendary tier—began to coalesce slowly.
"In that case…"
Leilin's avatar slowly vanished into the void, replaced by the true body of the deity—a figure draped in golden robes, holding a peculiar disc in its hands.
"What are you doing?"
Mystra's eyes were filled with wariness. After all, a deity's true body leaving its divine stronghold was something virtually unthinkable.
Moreover, from that strange disc, she sensed a power that made her heart tremble.
"You want war? Then I shall give you war…"
Leilin's divine avatar smiled, though to Mystra, the expression was as ferocious as a demon's.
At this moment, outside the Divine World, numerous Rule-tier
"According to our previous agreement, the first batch of wizards to be projected through will be jointly decided by the Earth Mother and Leilin. No objections?"
Enositt hugged an enormous bone-bound dictionary and looked around at the many wizards gathered there.
They came not only from the Wizard World but also from the Inferno, the Frost Realm, and other planes. Leilin even spotted the Filth Bird, the Eye of Judgment, and the Forgotten—beings recorded only in the ancient texts of wizards, thought to have vanished entirely from the river of time.
"No objections!" "I agree!"
The other Rule-tier beings assented one after another. In exchange for deciding this first batch of names, Leilin and the Earth Mother had already reaped considerable rewards and gained enormous benefits, making the aura emanating from Leilin appear even more unfathomable—no one could tell exactly what level of power he had reached.
"It begins… a destiny spanning millions of years… the end of the War of the Gods…"
The numerous beings murmured in awe as a rift resembling a wormhole appeared on the surface of the Crystal Wall.
Powerful and malevolent wills merged above the wormhole. With a cold roar, over a dozen Rule-tier Wizard figures plunged without hesitation into the Crystal Wall.
"You want war? Then I'll grant your wish!"
Outside Leilin's divine domain in the Divine World, he now gazed at Mystra, a trace of faint sympathy and pity in his eyes.
"O Mand's Disc… reveal your power to connect worlds…"
Leilin tossed the wondrous artifact into the air. The Mand's Disc—made far more complete through his numerous repairs—immediately burst forth with boundless radiance.
Vast amounts of milky-white light even formed a passageway that extended outward, reaching all the way to the Crystal Wall.
Then, under the disbelieving gaze of Mystra and the other deities, the Crystal Wall—which had seemed eternal, reinforced by the will of the gods and their Supreme Deity, and was supposed to be indestructible—actually began to slowly melt away, revealing a passage leading outward.
Countless powerful auras, carrying malevolent intent, surged directly through.
"Haha… It truly is the Divine World!"
"I smell the scent of deities… and these souls… they're more exquisite than any Spirit Bird…"
"Kill… the blood and divine portfolios of gods shall become the soil for our growth, until we reach truth and eternity…"
"What's happening?"
In that instant, nearly every superior being in the Divine World turned its gaze here.
Those evil and eerie auras stirred the ancient memories they had buried deep within!
"Those are… WIZARDS!! WIZARDS!!" The Knowledge God Ogma was the first to cry out. "Heavens… is the ancient Twilight of the Gods about to repeat itself?"
In an instant, shrill alarms rang out through every deity's divine domain. Even the devils and demons in the hells and abysses were filled with a sense of dread.
"Wizards! You're a Wizard!!"
Mystra's eyes went blank. It wasn't until she saw Leilin's true body—a Seventh-Rank Rule-tier Wizard—also arrive in the Divine World, standing behind his divine avatar, that she finally reacted, letting out a shrill scream that nearly tore the sky apart.
"In the name of the Wizards…"
Leilin's divine avatar solemnly stepped forward. Terrifying primal force began to gather around him, carrying the will of the Wizard World and the roar of numerous Rule-tier Wizards: "I declare—the Second War of the End has begun!"
In that moment, upon the Supreme Throne of the Pantheon, the World Crystal began to tremble. The entire Divine World shook and wailed…
Naturally, the one who felt this most acutely was Mystra.
She stared at Leilin's true Wizard body—the familiar aura, the sensation that filled her with dread—it made her wish she could turn and flee immediately.
But it was already too late.
Ding! True body