Main God Mission

Chapter: Sovereign Mission

The joy of breaking free from his cage was quickly replaced by a sense of crisis. Pusluo asked cautiously, "My lord, may I ask how to address you?"

Lincoln did not answer, only smiling as he charged directly toward Pusluo. "Let me first see just how much strength you truly possess!" He did not use any Willpower, relying purely on the Laws and Mysteries to launch his attack.

Pusluo was forced to defend himself, wielding a massive axe in both hands as he swung at Lincoln. Lincoln dodged with ease, each swing missing him by a mere hair's breadth.

When Pusluo finally stood his ground, he discovered there were countless Lincolns surrounding him. He couldn't help but gasp, "Shadow Clone Technique!" As he spoke, he tucked the axe against his waist, blade facing outward, and began to spin rapidly, moving in all directions with great speed and power.

"Hmm, this move—it uses the Explosion Mystery, Fire Element, Scorching Mystery, Fire Body Mystery, and Space Distortion Mystery, with Space Distortion as the core," Lincoln analyzed while dodging.

Before long, with Lincoln holding back, all the shadow clones were destroyed. Just as Pusluo was about to strike Lincoln's true form, he suddenly felt his entire body unable to move. Looking closely, he saw many slick tentacles emerging from the shadows around him, binding him tightly. As the tentacles slid over him, his fire divine body and soul energy were being devoured and corrupted.

Lincoln had fully fused six Darkness Mysteries. This technique was based on the "Evil" Mystery, incorporating the Darkness Element, Shadow Clone Technique, Devour Mystery, Secrecy Mystery, and the Infinite Zone Mystery to trap and slowly drain the enemy—the "Corrupting Touch."

"Ah--!" Under the excruciating pain of the corrosion, Pusluo's eyes widened. Struggling, he reversed his grip on the axe and swung from bottom to top. "Earth-Splitting Chop!" Fire-style divine power erupted like a volcanic explosion, rising step by step from the ground. Each burst increased in power, yet when it touched those slick tentacles, it dissipated and decomposed without a sound.

"Hmm, Pusluo, this move of yours is not bad either, though it still uses the same five mysteries, just centered on the 'Explosion' Mystery."

"My lord, if you want to kill me, then kill me! Why must you humiliate me!" Pusluo turned his head with difficulty, his voice filled with grief and indignation. He had been trapped by Alikein for countless years, forced to act subservient and endure humiliation, and just when he finally saw a glimmer of freedom, he found himself being toyed with.

With this lord's strength, what need did he have for a lackey like him!

"I have no intention of humiliating you, Pusluo. I only used a tiny bit of my strength to test your capabilities!" Lincoln said quietly. As he spoke, the tentacles vanished. Freed from his bonds, Pusluo fell straight from the air, crashing heavily into the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Cough, cough, cough--," Pusluo struggled to stand, looking dazedly at the dust and the figure slowly approaching through it.

Pusluo looked on in disbelief. "A tiny bit of strength? How can he be this strong? Even a Paragon couldn't be much more than this!" Suddenly, a thought struck him, and his eyes trembled as he asked, "Could it be... are you a great Sovereign?"

Lincoln chuckled and waved his hand to disperse the dust. Suddenly, an immense pressure caused Pusluo's heart to tremble, and he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look directly at him again.

"Pusluo, I am the Bian Sovereign of the Darkness Divine Plane. I now invite you to serve as my Sovereign Envoy. What do you say?"

Although it was a question, the answer allowed for no refusal!

Upon hearing this, Pusluo knelt directly on the ground. So he really was a Sovereign! No wonder he could kill Alikein without a sound, and no wonder he could beat him without any chance to fight back. This wasn't humiliation—it was an honor! How many gods in heaven and earth could cross blades with a Sovereign, and how many could survive after doing so!

He had actually gained the favor of a high and mighty Sovereign, been granted his freedom, and given the chance to become a Sovereign Envoy. After so many years of suffering, he had finally reached the end of his hardships!

"Pusluo is willing!" Pusluo said in a hoarse voice.

Lincoln nodded in approval and said with a smile, "As a Sovereign Envoy, you may choose one Sovereign Artifact: an offensive Sovereign Artifact, a material defense Sovereign Artifact, or a soul defense Sovereign Artifact. Which one do you want?"

Pusluo thought for a moment before making his choice. His true form was a Volcano Giant; although his body wasn't at the level of a Sovereign Artifact, few could surpass his material defense. While he was slightly weaker in terms of soul, his nature leaned more toward offense. An offensive Sovereign Artifact would be enough to push his attack power to a terrifying level.

"I choose an offensive Sovereign Artifact!"

"Very well, I shall grant you this axe-shaped offensive Sovereign Artifact. Additionally, I will grant you ten drops of Fire Element Sovereign Power and one hundred drops of Darkness Sovereign Power." Lincoln rummaged through his spatial ring; among the Sovereign Artifacts Vivian had given him, one happened to be an axe.

Pusluo happily accepted the Sovereign Artifact and immediately dripped his blood to claim ownership. He then tucked away the two bottles of Sovereign Power, the Main God Token, and a Sovereign Scroll, responding excitedly, "Thank you, Sovereign!"

The Main God Token was an incomplete Sovereign Artifact. Over the past thousand years, Lincoln had crafted more than a dozen of them, each bearing his own unique anti-counterfeiting mark.

"Now, I am assigning you three Sovereign missions. The first: go to the Darkness Divine Plane, contact the Bian Continent Legion Commander Buklo, and work with him to rebuild the plane's faith. Exterminate and expel the heretics and the faiths of other Sovereigns from the Material Planes managed by the Darkness Divine Plane. Let them truly believe in me, the Darkness Sovereign, Lincoln! At the very least, they must believe in the Darkness Sovereign."

"Yes, Sovereign! Pusluo will certainly exterminate all heretics!" Pusluo replied with a serious expression.

In truth, there were countless Material Planes, and after the early years of the Faith Wars, at this stage, the Faith Power obtained by the Main God Spark every moment was already like a vast river or sea. But doing this would lead others to believe that Lincoln was still striving for Faith Power. What was the use of Faith Power? Naturally, it was to break through to become a Paragon.

Moreover, Lincoln did indeed have other plans for the faith of these Material Planes.

Lincoln was very satisfied with Pusluo's attitude and continued, "The second mission: keep an eye out for any new or exotic divine beasts in Hell, especially Darkness-type divine beasts. Report to me as soon as you have news."

"As you command, Sovereign!" Pusluo replied once more.

The second mission wasn't particularly special; studying divine beasts was something many Sovereigns did, especially since Lincoln himself was a divine beast and a Darkness Sovereign. Of course, Lincoln's true goal was to wait for the appearance of Beirut. This individual could be considered a key character who drove the plot of Coiling Dragon forward—gifted, decisive, and full of courage. From the moment Linley was born until he transcended, Beirut's influence was everywhere.

"These two missions are not difficult, but they are tedious and time-consuming. You can take your time, but you must persist!" Lincoln paused. "I do not usually reside in the Darkness Divine Plane or Hell. If you need to find me, you can come to the Chines Material Plane."