A world's elemental concentration and environmental laws had their own strict order.
It was not as though the elemental concentration of an entire world would rise out of nowhere.
A 6% increase in elemental concentration was already no small amount!
In fact, over the past half year, the overall elemental concentration of the Faelun Continent had been steadily rising.
Saine had kept himself cooped up in the laboratory for so long, with all his attention fixed on those Truth Arcana, that he had overlooked the slowly increasing elemental concentration around him.
The Saint Calamity that came once every ten thousand years was accompanied by danger, but it was also an opportunity.
This referred not only to those Level-3 lifeforms who longed to become gods, but also to the ordinary gods cast down from their divine thrones.
A blessing in disguise.
The gods might have seemed to be cast down from their thrones, but did that mean they could gain no benefits?
In truth, as a closed world, the Faelun Continent's rate of advancement and birth of native gods did not seem to lag far behind that of ordinary Star Realm Civilizations, even without the pressures of Civilization Wars and external survival environments.
The total number of gods in this world even far exceeded that of the average Large World in the Star Realm.
Why was that?
The Saint Calamity was one of the greatest reasons!
As the plane's elemental concentration continued to rise, once all the gods had been cast down from their thrones and the entire Prime Material Plane descended into chaos and upheaval, this world's elemental concentration would not be much lower than that of the Wizard World, even if it was inferior to it.
Saine had truly never seen a world with a higher elemental concentration than