In a pitch-black space with no end in sight, a blue-skinned giant with a small braid sat cross-legged on the ground, his arms folded and his eyes closed in meditation.
The Miracle Lamp lay beside him, but it gave off no light, nor did any energy circulate through it. It looked like an ordinary oil lamp.
Caesar did not care. With both the Lamp Genie's divine power and his Divine Artifact in his hands, he could now be said to have completely taken over the power the Lamp Genie had once possessed.
But Caesar was still not satisfied. He had once experienced the wonderful sensation of possessing the power of order, and no one knew better than he did just how powerful the God of Order was. The gap between the Lamp Genie and the God of Order was far from small.
Given the chance, he naturally still hoped to use the Lamp Genie's power as a stepping stone to obtain the God of Order's inheritance someday. To do that, he first had to get the Divine Pen of Order back under his control.
His lack of experience had allowed the Pen of Order to slip away before, but once he got it this time, he would not be careless again. He would keep it firmly under his control.
As for the Pen of Order's own artifact spirit... to him, now that he wielded god-level power, it was no problem at all. However powerful it was, it was still only an object. Once he got his hands on it, he would tame it sooner or later.
Caesar sat there, waiting patiently.
There was no helping it. He was not the Trial-Taker the divine pen had chosen this time, and his current divine power was not enough to break through the