The First Time Meeting Beirut

He had not gone to meet Beirut before because Aier's Wind Element Divine Clone had not yet reached great perfection.

Even though Beirut had only been a Mid-God according to Aier's divine sense at the time, Aier still did not want to take the risk.

Who knew whether Beirut might break through and become a High-God if a conflict arose?

Even if the chance of that happening was only one in ten thousand, Aier did not want to gamble.

Besides, breaking through to great perfection was no difficult matter for him.

The God-Slaying Rat's Innate Divine Ability, "God-Slaying," truly made it invincible among those of the same level.

Of course, since Beirut had not yet gone to a Divine Plane, Aier guessed that even if Beirut's body was tougher than that of an ordinary divine beast, it was not yet outrageously strong.

Only after devouring enough Godheads would Beirut's body reach a level comparable to a Godhead, making him a super-strong Asura Prefect.

Yes, the kind who was second only to someone who had reached great perfection.

In fact, to Asura Prefects without a Soul Defense Overgod Artifact, Beirut was even more terrifying than someone who had reached great perfection!

As for now...

With a thought, Aier's body began to shine with a green light. It became a streak of green light and flew toward the Magic Beast Forest.

"Something is rapidly approaching!"

In the Magic Beast Forest, a young man with a pointed chin, a thin mustache above his lip, and a small tuft of goatee suddenly looked up toward the distant sky.

In a Divine Plane, space was hundreds of times more stable than in a Material Plane, so a Mid-God's divine sense could only spread about a hundred meters.

But in a Material Plane, a Mid-God's divine sense could spread much farther.

At least ten thousand meters.

"This speed..."

The young man with the thin mustache narrowed his eyes.

"Even that fellow Miles Reynolds is nowhere near this fast."

"Could it be the powerful expert who came to this plane ten thousand years ago?"

The young man was none other than Beirut, the ruler of the Magic Beast Forest.

When he had been in the Saint Realm, Miles Reynolds, the Plane Overseer of the Qingya Plane, had sought him out and told him to go to a Divine Plane.

As the strongest person in the Magic Beast Forest, Beirut knew that people did not notify you of good things.

If something came your way, it was either because someone wanted your life or because your doing it would benefit them.

At the time, however, Beirut had been no match for Miles Reynolds. Forced by the other man's strength, Beirut had agreed to go to a Wind Element Divine Plane and was granted a thousand years to stay there.

During those thousand years, Beirut had cultivated diligently and eventually become a Darkness Element Low-God.

The physical strength that came with being a super divine beast meant that, despite having only recently become a god, Beirut had held his own against Miles Reynolds.

After becoming a Mid-God, he had decisively defeated Miles Reynolds and learned more from him about the Seven Divine Planes and the Four Supreme Planes.

That was also why Beirut had decided that he would not leave the Qingya Plane until he became a High-God.

Once he reached the High-God level, his Innate Divine Ability, "God-Slaying," would give him the confidence to travel through the Divine Planes and Supreme Planes.

Beirut's Darkness God Clone had now comprehended five Mysteries. He needed only one more to become a High-God.

His Wind Element Divine Clone had comprehended three Mysteries and needed six more to advance to High-God.

Miles Reynolds had not told Beirut that Aier had come to the Qingya Plane.

But Beirut was, after all, the ruler of the Magic Beast Mountain Range. News from the beastfolk and human territories would still make its way into the range.

Someone like Aier, who had barely concealed his presence, was especially closely watched. It would have been impossible for Beirut not to hear of him.

The Plane Overseers charged nothing to send someone from a Material Plane to a Divine Plane.

But traveling from a Divine Plane to a Material Plane cost at least one trillion units of that plane's currency.

The fact that someone like Miles Reynolds, a Mid-God, had only a few thousand Thunder Crystals on him showed what an astronomical sum one trillion was.

Had this powerful expert spent one trillion Inkstones to come to the Qingya Plane because there was something here he wanted, or had he simply returned to his home plane to retire?

In the past ten thousand years, this was the first time the expert had come to the Magic Beast Forest.

Had he failed to find what he wanted elsewhere and decided to search the Magic Beast Forest?

Or was there some other reason?

As Beirut watched anxiously, in the blink of an eye Aier had entered the range of his divine sense.

Then—

"Little fellow, don't you know that using your divine sense to probe a powerful expert without permission is an offense?"

Beirut's expression stiffened, and cold sweat streamed from his forehead.

What kind of speed was that?

His divine sense had only just detected the other man, yet the man had already crossed ten thousand meters and appeared behind him.

He had even thought he was close to becoming a High-God and might be able to resist the other man.

After all, he had been able to fight Miles Reynolds, a Mid-God, even when he himself had been a Low-God.

But Aier's speed alone was enough to make Beirut realize that if he angered an expert like him, he might be killed in an instant.

"I'm sorry, my lord. Beirut has offended you."

Once he had composed himself, Beirut immediately turned and bowed to Aier in apology.

"Please forgive me, my lord."

"I'm not that petty."

Aier waved a hand.

"By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Beirut, my lord. I've lived in this Magic Beast Forest for more than twenty thousand years, so I know it fairly well."

"Also, my true form is a rat-type magical beast, and my descendants have grown into quite a few clans."

"If you need anything, Beirut is willing to serve you with all his strength."

Although Aier had said he was not that petty, Beirut did not dare take him at his word.

So he immediately showed Aier how useful he could be, afraid that Aier might kill him if displeased.

Even though he now had two lives, with his Wind Element Divine Clone and Darkness God Clone, Beirut still did not think he could escape Aier.

The gap between their strengths was simply too great.

"You don't need to be so afraid."

Aier understood why Beirut was acting this way.

Back then, Aier had imagined that he might feel even more helpless than Beirut did now if he ever faced an Overgod.

Only after reaching great perfection had he gained a little more confidence.

Later, when his Wind Element Divine Clone and true body went to the Qingya Plane, Aier had felt that he could bear the losses caused by the fall of his Earth Element Divine Clone. That was why he had remained calm even after guessing that the Red-Haired Youth was Pash, the Blood Peak Overgod.