Kaidheim

Kaidheim Realm

This was a realm belonging to the gods—the so-called divine realm in the hearts of many mortals.

Ever since the World Tree created the world.

Many divine races—or races that called themselves divine—had existed here.

But as time flowed on, most of them had fallen one after another.

The waves behind the Yangtze River drove the waves ahead; the waves ahead died miserably on the beach.

Each new generation replaced the old.

That was more or less the feeling.

The title of "divine race" had been utterly useless during those transitions.

It could not even grant them a dignified death.

Most of them had departed anything but peacefully when power changed hands!

And now, as the ruler of the World Tree's many realms—or at least its nominal ruler.

The race known as the Scoti Pantheon governed everything here.

At the very center of Kaidheim Realm.

The Hall of Gods.

This was a vast complex situated between mountains and sea.

Faint White Light and mist coiled around it as though alive.

The main body of the complex was made from a special kind of white stone, all of it mined from deep beneath Kaidheim Realm.

Not only was it exceptionally hard, it also possessed considerable resistance to spells.

After being repeatedly reinforced with countless runes.

It had reached a state of near indestructibility.

Ensuring it would not be destroyed by the gods' careless everyday actions!

At the top of this complex were numerous beautiful golden roofs fashioned from rare golden metals.

The emblem of the Scoti Pantheon stood at their peaks, endlessly flashing with eye-catching radiance.

Its glow was so intense that it could be clearly seen even from the borders of Kaidheim Realm.

It satisfied their vanity as well, symbolizing their current glory and power!

Inside the Hall