Reverence

The Necropolis of the Gods, fifth floor, the Rock World!

Kolan didn't rush to venture into the sixth floor. Instead, he began using the Saint-level magical beast corpses from the fourth floor to create Saint-level undead lifeforms!

He couldn't summon Saint-level undead lifeforms from the Undead Realm, but he could make them himself.

Even the Saint-level Wind Dragon Kolan had cleaved in half became a complete Saint-level Bone Dragon once its parts were pieced together!

As for the dragon meat, tendons, and blood, Kolan either stored them away or ate the meat himself.

Baruch stood far away, watching Kolan make undead lifeforms, and shuddered with dread.

The thought of Kolan turning him into an undead lifeform if he died made Baruch's blood run cold.

By the time the other Saint-level experts arrived on the fifth floor, Kolan had already created thirty Saint-level undead lifeforms.

The other Saint-level experts looked at Kolan with fear.

He was terrifying!

If Kolan wanted to kill them, they wouldn't be able to escape him in the Necropolis of the Gods.

The Saint-level magical beasts, meanwhile, all had fear in their eyes.

Kolan could kill those Saint-level magical beasts and turn their corpses into Saint-level undead lifeforms. Naturally, he could kill them too and turn their corpses into Saint-level undead lifeforms.

They could befriend Kolan, but they absolutely couldn't offend him.

Otherwise, even death wouldn't bring them peace.

Kolan looked at his handiwork and was very satisfied.

These Saint-level undead lifeforms still had their original Saint Realm Magic Crystal Cores as their power sources, so they were hardly any weaker than they'd been in life.

And as undead lifeforms, they didn't fear injury or feel pain. They fought without fear of death.

"Hey, why are there five missing?" Kolan looked around. There were five fewer human Saint Warriors.

Baruch said, "Those five were unlucky. They died!"

Across the first four floors, excluding the second and fourth floors that Kolan had cleared out, the Saints had only ventured through two floors, and five of them had still died.

Kolan was rather surprised.

Without his handiwork, wouldn't ten or even more have died?

Looking over at the magical beasts, he saw that three Saint-level magical beasts had died. Evidently, they'd been unlucky too.

"Kolan, should we venture into the sixth floor together, or split up?" Baruch asked.

"Let's go together," Kolan said.

"But before that, let me treat everyone to a good meal!" With that, Kolan brought out some wine and dragon meat.

Saint-level Tyrannosaurus Puterode's mouth twitched. This time, it had entered the Necropolis of the Gods too.

As an old acquaintance, it could almost see Kolan eating its flesh and using its bones to make undead lifeforms.

Remembering that the two of them had once had a few disagreements, Puterode felt a shiver of fear.

The other Saint-level magical beasts didn't touch the dragon meat. They silently moved away from Kolan instead.

This human was too dangerous!

Kolan didn't mind. If they didn't want to eat, that was their choice!

The other human Saint-level experts, on the other hand, lit up.

They roasted the dragon meat and drank wine. Soon, their fear of Kolan faded.

As the savory scent of dragon meat filled the air, they eagerly ate the roasted meat, drank wine, and chatted.

Only a handful of human Saint-level experts had ever eaten dragon meat. This time, they truly had Kolan to thank.

"So dragon meat smells this good! It's delicious!" Baruch said, wolfing it down.

He had a truly astonishing appetite.

He ate meat by the mouthful and drank wine by the bowl!

What a feast!

"Kolan, with your strength, you'll surely obtain a Godspark, refine it, and become a god-level expert like the High Priest and the War God!" Bolei said with a sigh.

"Kolan's so strong. If he can't get a Godspark, who can?" Haide said with a smile.

The others wholeheartedly agreed.

Kolan was the strongest among them.

He was simply absurdly powerful.

Just looking at those thirty Saint-level undead lifeforms made their scalps tingle.

Kolan smiled.

He knew how one could become a god. There were only two ways: one could either become a god independently by cultivating the laws or rules to a certain level, or refine a Godspark to become a god.

Those who refined a Godspark had to refine a Mid-God Godspark to become Mid-Gods and a Highgod Godspark to become Highgods. They had no potential and were the weakest of their rank.

Kolan had never planned to become a god by refining a Godspark.

Of course, if he spent ten thousand years cultivating and still couldn't become a god independently, he would want a Godspark to become a god.

For now, however, he was striving to become a god independently.

Even if he obtained a Godspark during his venture through the Necropolis of the Gods, he wouldn't refine it to become a god.

Kolan had great confidence in becoming a god independently.

As someone who had undergone Soul Mutation, his potential was boundless. If he couldn't even believe he could become a god independently, how could he make his way in the world?

The others looked at Kolan with awe.

Indeed, perhaps it wouldn't be long before Kolan became a god-level expert like the High Priest and the War God.

By then, he would no longer be on the same level as them.

That made them treasure all the more these days spent eating and drinking together.

Once Kolan became a god-level expert, he would be someone they could only look up to. They would never again be able to eat and drink together.

After a hearty meal, the group resolutely entered the passage leading from the fifth floor to the sixth.

The sixth floor was also a Rock World, filled with rocks as far as the eye could see.

"Hahaha! My children, kill them all!"

They had only just entered the Rock World and begun searching for the passage when they suddenly heard a burst of laughter.

Then they saw rocks transforming into Rock Giants.

Every Rock Giant was as powerful as the one that had fought Baruch earlier!

Each one wielded a heavy weapon made of stone, such as an axe or a warhammer.

In an instant, over a thousand Rock Giants appeared, each one howling toward the sky.

Armed with their weapons, they charged after the Saint-level experts who had entered the sixth floor.

The most terrifying one stood in the center. Its enormous body was composed entirely of countless hard rocks, and it wielded a warhammer over a hundred meters long. Every step it took was like an earthquake.

The Rock Monarch!

"Roar!" The Rock Monarch swung its axe, and a Saint-level magical beast was instantly killed, reduced to a bloody pulp.

The Saint-level experts who saw this all sucked in a breath of cold air.

It was terrifying!

That attack was horrifying!

Kolan raised an eyebrow.

The Rock Monarch seemed to have cultivated the Earth Pulse, one of the Laws of Earth Elements. A terrifying shock wave had crushed the Saint-level magical beast in one blow.

"Kill!" the Rock Monarch roared.

The Rock Giants charged at the Saints who had entered the sixth floor.

"Go!" Kolan gave the order. His thirty Saint-level undead lifeforms blocked the more than twenty Rock Giants charging toward them and clashed with them.

"What terrifying defenses. Unless you're at the Saint-level limit, you can't break through these Rock Giants' defenses or kill them!" Kolan thought.

Kolan flew toward the Rock Monarch.

A Rock Giant attacked him along the way.

"Die!" Kolan swung his sword.

He didn't break through the Rock Giant's stony exterior, but the mental attack imbued in his strike shattered the soul inside its Rock Heart, killing it.

Rock Giants were different from ordinary lifeforms. Their core was the Rock Heart inside their bodies. The Rock Heart was both their power source, like a magical beast's Magic Crystal Core, and the place where their souls resided.

To kill a Rock Giant, one had to shatter its Rock Heart.

Otherwise, even if its outer layer of rock was broken, it could quickly recover as long as its Rock Heart remained unharmed.