A thin layer of moisture hung over the entire sky above War Song Plateau, like a veil of mist. It was a sight that had never appeared on War Song Plateau before.
Yet every barbarian on War Song Plateau was prostrate on the ground, praying devoutly. None of them paid attention to the strange phenomena—or rather, they had already been drawn into a peculiar state by the changes triggered by Doff and could not break free.
Elder Youjin sighed as he marveled at this rare sight. Even during the Age of Gods, he had witnessed such a scene only a few times.
Under normal circumstances, when a god condensed a divine body, they would not establish a land of faith at the same time, because a god without a divine body was not powerful.
Establishing a land of faith while condensing a divine body created too much commotion and could easily attract the attention of enemies.
Abel simply did not know any of this. He was only following the process described in the inheritance knowledge he had obtained from the Spirit Stealer Milton. Besides, he had the protection of the dragons, so he was not particularly worried about accidents.
If he had been without protection, he would have been extremely cautious. Before such a grand spectacle appeared, he would have stopped the process of condensing the divine body.
In the distant Erwo Forest, in the void above the Goddess Temple, a woman dressed in a pure white gown and wearing a silver circlet suddenly lowered the book in her hands.
She was, of course, the Moon Goddess—the guardian deity of the Elf race and the most active god in this world.
"Someone actually dares to become a god in this era?" The Moon Goddess raised her head, revealing an astonishingly