Sunset Plane.
Saint Giles stood inside Anse's tomb, patiently waiting for the phone to boot while following the sound of prayers to look at the believers in the Radiant Church.
Regardless of distance, a demigod could hear the prayers of believers, see the scenes around them, and respond to them. A demigod could also bless believers, but had to do so face-to-face. However, a demigod's blessing was merely an enhancement from divinity, not Divine Arts.
Saint Giles grasped the Divine Fire floating before him.
With the help of the Divine Fire, he could possess part of a deity's might, grant Divine Arts from afar, and accomplish things other demigods could not.
Of course, this consumed a great deal of divinity.
"Divinity..."
Saint Giles sensed the state of his soul after its transformation. His soul had been completely remade by divinity, and in essence, he was no longer a mortal.
This divinity was powerful and extremely overbearing.
It filled every part of his body. His blood, muscles, and bones had all been transformed by divinity, turning him into a divine creature.
Before ascending to demigodhood, Saint Giles had reached level 34 after nine Soul Transformations and possessed an immense amount of Holy Light Power. Now, all of it had been assimilated by divinity. Every wisp of Holy Light Power contained overbearing divinity, and its effects and might had increased across the board.
Divinity improved one's strength in every way!
Saint Giles looked at his palm. His strength had broken through the Level 20 limit, his skin had become tougher, his defenses had soared, his stamina was endless, and his magic resistance was unbelievably high. Ordinary Ninth Circle Spells could be endured head-on without suffering too much damage.
Even if he was injured, he could rapidly recover as long as his divinity