As the desired effect was achieved, the phantoms of the various cities gradually faded away, leaving behind only the fanatical believers.
Lynn turned his gaze to the kings once more and instructed, "From this day forward, there can be only one faith in the Source Realm: the Supreme God."
"You may preserve your traditions, your customs, your writing, and your languages, but there will forever be only one god."
"Strive to strengthen your faith. Any nation whose faith is pure enough shall receive divine grace."
The kings bowed. "We obey the divine decree."
Lynn's phantom rose back into the sky and landed upon the Chaos Dragon's back.
The Dragon Legion flew south. The sound of beating wings grew fainter and fainter before gradually vanishing beyond the clouds.
In the royal capital's plaza, the people remained kneeling. The kings straightened up and stared in the direction Lynn had disappeared, silent for a long time.
Afterward, the kings discussed the matter and decided to spread the faith according to the great Supreme God's command.
"Inform every city and town: from this day onward, erect statues, build churches, and pray to the Supreme God."
At the outskirts of the Elf Forest, the green barrier still stood, sealing off everything beyond it.
The elf elders stood atop the outermost treetops, gazing into the distance.
From there, they could see the dark shapes in the distant sky. The shadows formed by countless wings were moving in from the north.
It was the Dragon Legion!
The elders looked at one another.
The elves and dragons had always enjoyed a good relationship, and they could not understand why the dragons had arrived in such overwhelming force.
Still, with the protection of the elf barrier, they should not be able to enter... right?
The red dragons circled