Dusk

This time, the subordinate god finally understood why his chief god, the God of Radiance, had been in such a headache.

There truly was a reason for it.

In the three planar invasions Hemel Plane had encountered, the invaders had all established planar beacons.

As for those unrecorded invaders, most of them had died on the way to establishing or guarding their planar beacons.

Every time the gods discovered a planar beacon, they immediately dispatched Church legions to destroy it.

Even if they could not destroy it, they could calmly recruit soldiers and mobilize vast armies to surround the area on all sides.

At the entrance to the portal, they would wage a grand, earth-shaking battle against the enemy, crushing them as much as possible or destroying most of their forces.

But this time, there was no beacon. That was a serious problem. There was no way to locate or destroy the portal immediately.

Panic struck the subordinate god's mind.

The God of Radiance frowned. "In that case, we can only deploy the armies across multiple fronts and discover the enemy's portal as quickly as possible!"

"Judging by these teleportation fluctuations, the enemy should appear on the fourth or fifth layer of the continent. The vast expanse there will greatly increase the difficulty of our defenses."

"Enough. Have the believers prepare for a great war."

Very soon, the God of Radiance issued a divine decree to the Radiant Kingdom in the lower realm.

During this time, the other gods also issued divine decrees to their own believers.

Invaders from another plane were coming!

Invaders from another plane whose portal could not be located were like a sharp blade hanging over the heads of every Church.

The lower realm.

The holy city of the Radiant Kingdom.

Emperor Cecil emerged from his