Graveyard of the Gods Opens

The matter of the Saintess Guardian Saint had passed. With nothing else to do, Olivier simply waited for the Graveyard of the Gods to open.

"On March 3rd next year, the Graveyard of the Gods will open." Every god-level expert on the Yulan Continent received Beirut's voice transmission.

Dylin, Cesar, Rutherford, the War God, Olivier, Catherine.

The long-awaited Graveyard of the Gods had arrived for the true rulers of the Yulan Continent.

The Graveyard of the Gods is one of Beirut's games. I hope he has prepared some useful treasures for me. Olivier felt somewhat expectant after receiving the transmission.

Soon afterward, Catherine came gracefully over.

"Olivier, you received Lord Beirut's transmission too, didn't you?" This was a major matter. The moment Catherine received the transmission, she came looking for Olivier.

"Mm." Olivier nodded. "You came at the right time. There are some things I want to ask you."

"What is it?" Catherine asked.

"I heard the War God mention the Graveyard of the Gods long ago. For those of us from the Yulan Continent, it is a great treasure trove, but it is also extremely dangerous. Tell me how it works," Olivier said.

Olivier knew the first eleven levels of the Graveyard of the Gods very well from having read the original work. However, now that he had broken through to the god level, the first eleven levels had nothing to do with him. He needed to understand the situation beyond the eleventh level so he could be mentally prepared.

"The first eleven levels of the Graveyard of the Gods can only be entered by those below the god level. At the eleventh level, there is a chance to obtain a divine spark. From the twelfth level onward, the occupants are god-level experts, and all of them are top-tier among gods."

As Catherine spoke, she recalled those monstrous god-level experts within the Graveyard of the Gods. In the past few times, there had only been herself and the War God among the god-level experts. The two of them entered together every time, and even so, they could only barely protect themselves.

If the Graveyard of the Gods had not placed restrictions on the god-level experts inside, Catherine and the War God would probably have died long ago.

"Fortunately, the Graveyard of the Gods restricts them. Otherwise, even if the War God and I joined forces, we would not be their match. We would have lost our lives long ago. That is why we could only remain on the twelfth level." With Catherine's strength, she clearly could not pass the twelfth level. The War God, a god who had fused a divine spark, was even weaker.

Olivier had always wondered why the death rate was so high for Saint-level experts entering the Graveyard of the Gods, while Catherine and the War God had continually managed to survive. If they could clear a level, they should have obtained a mid-level divine spark. Then they would not still be lower gods.

However, it was only normal that they could not clear it.

He had not expected the Graveyard of the Gods to restrict god-level experts. It seemed Beirut did not want the Yulan Continent's only two god-level experts to die.

"How many god-level experts are on the twelfth level?"

Olivier asked.

"There are three in total. Even the weakest is somewhat stronger than I am. Only by joining forces can the War God and I barely contend against them. The closer one gets to the entrance of the thirteenth level, the stronger they are."

"I heard that the strongest one is a divine beast. Let me tell you, Olivier, divine beasts are all monstrous. You know Dylin from the Magical Beast Mountain Range, right? He is a divine beast, a Swallowing Beast. When he had just broken through to become a lower god ten thousand years ago, he was already much stronger than ordinary lower gods. At that time, there were several god-level experts on the Yulan Continent. Dylin wanted to use his Innate Divine Ability to kill lower gods and seize their divine sparks for his sons. That was why Lord Beirut imprisoned him, only releasing him not long ago."

Catherine was extremely envious of the innate abilities of divine beasts.

If you knew the Innate Divine Ability of a God-Eater Rat, you would not think Dylin's Innate Divine Ability was so monstrous, Olivier thought.

It was understandable. There were too few god-level experts on the Yulan Continent, and not many divine beasts either. That was why Catherine only knew of a few Innate Divine Abilities.

"Mm, divine beasts are all monstrous," Olivier said. There were some things he could not tell Catherine.

"This time, we will definitely clear the twelfth level." Catherine thought for a moment before speaking. She herself had broken through to become a mid-level god, and there were also Dylin, Olivier, and the others.

"Who knows? Perhaps the more people there are, the greater the difficulty. The most important thing is returning alive." Olivier had no particular expectations for the Graveyard of the Gods. He could not use a Sovereign Spark, Beirut probably would not give him a Sovereign Artifact, and he had no interest in other divine sparks or divine artifacts either.

He simply wanted to take a look.

"Bebe has come to the Yulan Empire. It looks like someone is about to have bad luck."

With the date for the Graveyard of the Gods set, Catherine and Olivier did not cultivate aside from teaching Victoria and her twelve guards. Whenever they had time, the two would gather to play chess and chat.

"Oh? Who is about to have bad luck?" Like Olivier, Catherine had noticed Bebe arriving in the Yulan Empire.

"You'll find out soon enough." Olivier smiled. "Catherine, I think Bebe is a divine beast."

Catherine froze, not knowing why Olivier had suddenly said that.

"Think about it. Lord Beirut takes such good care of Bebe, and Bebe has always been far stronger than Saint-level magical beasts. I guess Bebe is the same type of magical beast as Lord Beirut," Olivier said.

"Mm, I think so too," Catherine said. "Could Lord Beirut really be a rat?"

Catherine paused in surprise. This was the best explanation, and so she connected rats with Beirut. In some ways, they really were rather similar.

"Rudy, when did he offend Bebe?" As the High Priest of the Yulan Empire, Catherine was naturally familiar with all the Saint-level experts of the Yulan Empire. She noticed Bebe was brutally killing Rudy.

"In a moment of greed, he killed Bebe's parents. Heh, he is not the only one who will have bad luck," Olivier said.

Upon hearing this, Catherine suddenly understood.

At the same time.

"How did you know?"

"I guessed."

"How can you guess everything?"

"Of course. I am a genius Sword Saint, and my disciple is a genius too. Come on, let's go see Victoria. We have not seen her in several days."

Olivier could hardly say that he had transmigrated, so he quickly changed the subject.

"Simba, the Graveyard of the Gods is about to open. Do you want to go in and give it a try?" With Olivier's guidance, Simba had already reached the limit of the Saint level. With the advantages of a magical beast, his strength was probably even slightly greater than Fane's.

As a god-level expert, Olivier could lead some Saint-level experts into the Graveyard of the Gods. At present, Simba was the only suitable one under his command.

"Boss, I'll listen to you. If you tell me to go, I'll go." Since following Olivier, not only had Simba's strength improved, but Olivier had also promised to make him a god. Simba fully displayed his roguish nature, constantly flattering Olivier and obeying his every command.

"If you listen to me, then you'll go. Let me tell you first, the Graveyard of the Gods is a nine-in-ten chance of death. Even those at the Saint-level limit have a high chance of perishing. So be careful. Do not die in there and embarrass me," Olivier said.

"Boss, then can I not go?" Simba immediately panicked upon hearing that.

"What do you think?"

Without giving him any chance to refuse, Olivier left behind only a depressed Simba.