The power of the Myriad Law Tower Group, along with the gods' desire, once again shook the entire Infinite Plane.
The gods who had originally cultivated mages increased their investments, often doubling them or even multiplying them tenfold.
Some gods were even dissatisfied with Plato's Infinite Plane University's large-class lectures and paid high prices to commission Supernova to create exclusive courses suited to their own believers.
As the magic teachers lectured, they suddenly realized that they seemed to be earning more than many merchants. Knowledge really had become wealth.
The gods who had originally opposed mages also began cultivating them one after another. Even the orc pantheon was swept up in the unhealthy trend of cultivating orc mages.
After several days of recuperation, the Norse Twilight War resumed, and the Twilight Legion once again pressed its massive army against them.
The Northern Gods paled.
The Twilight Legion's High Gods had all emerged!
More than a thousand High Gods gathered together. The moment they stepped out of the Twilight Tower, heaven and earth trembled.
A translucent phantom appeared above the battlefield.
Within the phantom, ancient translucent statues slowly emerged one after another.
The surfaces of those statues were charred black, their details rough and their forms rugged. Their limbs were not separated from their heads or bodies; they were composed entirely of light-gray lines, yet those lines were exceptionally graceful.
The heads of those ancient statues occupied half their bodies. Their features were indistinct, and at first glance, they seemed ordinary.
But with tens of thousands of ancient statues hanging high in the sky, solemn and desolate, it was as though the ruins of an unknown race had been summoned here.
"It's the Old Stone Group..."
The Northern Gods sighed one after another. Even after experiencing the Creation Land, the Northern