The complete death of the Demon Lord of Fear felt as though it had lifted a massive mountain from Soren's heart.
He was finally able to breathe a slight sigh of relief at this moment, because history had been completely altered by him. The Witch of Fear, Lillian, had not died at the hands of the Lady of Silver Moon, and she had even taken over the portfolio of Strife. As for the Lady of Silver Moon, she had fallen into a war with the Lady of Night. The two ancient goddesses who had fought for countless years were already fighting fiercely, leaving only the need for both sides to personally manifest and fight.
The Goddess of Agriculture returned to the mainland after the Harvest Festival.
Before leaving, however, she sought out Soren for a brief, private conversation, and gave him a deep look as she departed.
Port Nyanzaru had now become one of the most powerful forces on the material plane. Although Vivian was still learning how to become a true god, receiving faith, and granting divine magic, the power of the Demon Lord of Fear had already converged upon them. As deities of medium divinity, their combat strength was already quite astonishing!
As for Soren himself, he was also in an important stage of accumulation at this moment.
The divine power of the Demon Lord of Fear still required him to thoroughly fuse it, and the over thirty million slaughter experience he had acquired still needed to be allocated. Soren's strength required a period of accumulation before it could break through once more.
Time passed in the blink of an eye, taking a week.
Soren, who had returned to Port Nyanzaru, busied himself with controlling the new divine rank power, and the first thing to receive a boost