Star core space.
The Nirvana Tower suddenly emerged and stood beneath the core of the origin.
After communicating with the Plane Will, Lancelot summoned the World Furnace.
Strands of the World Origin Force flowed down, pouring into the World Furnace. The next moment, lines of different colors emerged, intertwining and merging to form crisscrossing Star Tracks.
These Star Tracks intersect, with countless nodes radiating brilliant Radiance, as if echoing some great being.
A portal phantom suddenly appeared, shining with the light of Stars. After a few humming vibrations, it burst open with a roar, swallowing Lancelot along with the World Furnace.
"Hopefully, this trip will resolve the main problems we're currently facing in this Fate Supremacy War!"
On the Nirvana Tower, Logo's phantom appeared, gazing at the gradually disappearing Gate of the Stars and the seemingly omnipresent Star Tracks, and sighed softly.
With a thought, the Nirvana Tower broke through the void and left. Logo left behind a part of his consciousness to maintain the operation of the Nirvana Tower and to handle the daily affairs of the Golden Empire. His main consciousness then transformed into an information state, first transmitting to a higher-dimensional information space, and then descending into the brain domain of his Bloodline Avatar.
He would naturally participate in the Fate Supremacy War.
Ascending to the Divine Realm through the Gate of the Stars feels completely different from teleportation.
Countless starlight flashed past his eyes, and every second countless images crowded together, like a surging tide, enveloping Lancelot's body and soul.
These starlight and shadows varied in size and shape, and existed in different spaces. Lancelot even felt that some stars might not even exist in the same Space-Time system as himself. It was as if he had entered a multi-dimensional vision, which was extremely wonderful. He observed everything in front of him with great fascination, and his innate curiosity was completely ignited.
And so, after an unknown amount of time, Lancelot regained consciousness as his body sank, feeling as if he were falling from the sky.
We've arrived at the Dome of the Stars.
Feeling the healthy body and complete soul, even though he already knew of the Mother of Earth's power, Lancelot couldn't help but marvel at the ability to pull a person into the Divine Realm over such a vast distance, across boundless space, almost on par with the Gate of Myriad Worlds.
In other words, the threshold for using the Gate of the Stars is too high; otherwise, the market share of the Gate of Myriad Worlds in the Astral Realm transportation field would probably be significantly reduced.
"Welcome to the Dome of the Stars. Your trip has cost a total of 185,217 Primeval Stone." The administrator of the Dome of the Stars, an intelligent life form named Starry Sky, appeared before Lancelot and said with a smile.
Although he knew the trip would be very expensive, Lancelot still felt a wave of dizziness when he heard the exact figure. Fortunately, the Elven Plane Will was footing the bill; otherwise, he would have had to sell himself to pay off the debt.
"Help me open the gate to the Divine Realm," Lancelot said, looking at the Starry Sky AI before him.
"Yes, may I ask which region of the Divine Realm you wish to go to?" Starry Sky asked.
"The Fate Arena!" Lancelot's eyes flashed as he uttered those words.
"Access verified. As the Earth Guardian, you are authorized to enter the Fate Arena and participate in the selection of Fate by the Divine Realm. If your ranking in the arena rises to within the top 70,000 before the start of the Fate Supremacy War, you will automatically qualify to participate in the Fate Supremacy War."
After explaining briefly, Starry Sky Intelligence said, "Since the Fate Arena is located in the Core Zone of the Divine Realm, the teleportation cost is negligible, so no fee will be charged. Please prepare yourself; the teleportation is about to begin..."
As the countdown ended, Lancelot felt a powerful force pushing him from behind. Immediately afterward, he heard a buzzing sound in his ears, and a bizarre and colorful scene flashed by. In a hazy state, countless 'orbs of light' of various sizes appeared before Lancelot's eyes.
Some of these orbs are bluish-gold, some are fiery red, some radiate Infinity Radiance, and some are like ultimate darkness... The difference in their nature makes the aura emitted by these orbs also different. The only thing they have in common is that at the center of each orb, there is a faint figure.
Humanoid, beast-like, plant-like, mountain-like... their forms varied, but their auras were all far beyond that of Demigod.
"The Divine Kingdom of Gods..."
Lancelot muttered to himself, his gaze involuntarily shifting upwards. Then, at the center of countless Divine Kingdom ' flattery and adoration, a super universe that covered the infinite Void and was entwined with dragon-like rules instantly dominated all his vision and perception.
In an instant, everything before Lancelot's eyes seemed to lose its color, leaving only this Divine Realm super plane, its color a golden-purple, supremely noble, supremely sacred, and supremely powerful!
"The Elven Plane is so insignificant..." A thought naturally arose in Lancelot's mind.
Compared to the magnificent and vast Divine Realm, the Elven Plane is like a ditch compared to a vast ocean, completely incomparable. Not to mention, outside the Divine Realm, there are countless Divine Kingdom guarding it, forming a multiverse Divine Realm that mutually absorbs and helps each other grow, with a growth rate far exceeding that of other single-plane systems.
In such a multiverse system, with its outstanding people, abundant resources, and prosperous fortune, possessing all the advantages of timing and location, how many geniuses and powerful individuals will be born?
Lancelot can become the strongest Demigod in the Elven Plane, but what if he were placed in the Divine Realm? Could he even make it into the top 100? The chances are probably extremely slim.
"But that's precisely what makes it interesting, isn't it? How lonely the path to Transcendent must be without rivals!"
A sigh, imbued with an indomitable fighting spirit, struck like Thunderclap, instantly dispelling the dazed feeling of the teleportation process.
The thrill of fighting is always about throwing punches at the stronger and bullying the weak, just to achieve a goal; there is never any real pleasure in it.
Imagining the various opponents he would encounter, Lancelot officially descended upon the Fate Arena the Divine Realm.
As the host of the Fate Supremacy War, the Divine Realm has 70,000 slots out of 330,000 available.
The method for allocating these 70,000 slots has remained unchanged over the years: participants are selected based on their rankings in the Fate Arena.
Only those who rank in the top 70,000 in the arena are eligible to participate in the Fate Supremacy War.
Furthermore, entering the Fate Arena requires qualifications; one must be a direct descendant of the Divine Realm and possess a combat power level no lower than 9000 Dale.
In short, not only do you need to be competent, but you also need to pass the political vetting process.
Lancelot's strength goes without saying; even among the younger generation of the Divine Realm, he is considered one of the most outstanding.
As for their status, the Earth Guardian are a profession created by the Mother of Earth, one of the two Eternity in the Divine Realm. If Lancelot isn't considered a direct descendant, then there are very few direct descendants in the entire Divine Realm.
In theory, any Earth Guardian holds a position in the Divine Realm comparable to that of the "First Generation of Divine Blood," that is, True God's offspring, or even higher.
As the teleportation light dissipated, Lancelot looked around, his senses heightened, and found himself atop an exceptionally magnificent sacred mountain.
Having specifically researched the details of the Divine Realm, Lancelot immediately recognized the origin of this sacred mountain: it was "Mount Celestia."
In the Legend the Astral Realm, there dwells gods and countless believers. It is more majestic than any star and larger than any mountain. It is said to support the heavens and earth of the Divine Realm, gather the Power of Faith, and connect the heavens of the Astral Realm. It is a great creation of a super Virtual Universe that is on par with the Weave and the Northern Spirit Spacetime.
This is the center of the Divine Realm, the spiritual refuge of countless believers. It is boundless in height, its weight enough to crush Space-Time, and is a renowned Legendary place in the Astral Realm.
There are even rumors that Mother of Earth was born from the Mount Celestia and eventually established the Path of the God of Faith.
"Truly, an incredible creation..."
Lancelot was repeatedly amazed. Ever since passing through the Gate of the Stars, he had been repeatedly shocked. It should be noted that Lancelot was not an ignorant native, yet he still reacted so strongly, which showed how extraordinary the Divine Realm was.
Is this your first time visiting the Divine Realm?
A voice came from behind. Lancelot turned around and saw a small giant about ten meters tall.
"I can feel the giant blood in your body. Strange friend, my name is Zappa Clemondo, and I come from the Titan god system. How about you?" The little giant smiled honestly, showing his neat white flat teeth, which were like pieces of white doors put together. Matching his smile, he looked very friendly.
Lancelot smiled and said, "You can call me Terra, the Walker."
"Walker? Oh, I see. You must have been chosen by some important figure to participate in the Fate Supremacy War, right? Judging from your appearance, my friend, you're quite capable."
Little Giant Zapa scratched his bald head, automatically filling in the blanks for Lancelot's identity in his mind.
Lancelot welcomed this outcome without offering further explanation.
Zapa walked over to Lancelot's side with an air of familiarity, stomped his foot on the ground, and exclaimed, "The Divine Realm Divine Realm already so magnificent now. I can't imagine what it must have been like in the Second Era. It must have been even more astonishing than it is now."
"That's not necessarily true." Lancelot smiled and stepped forward, saying, "Times are progressing. Although the Divine Realm's status in the Astral Realm has declined considerably, and it has fallen from its dominant position, this doesn't mean that the Divine Realm's overall strength has weakened compared to the Second Era. It's just that the Astral Realm is more prosperous and powerful, and the rise of other civilizations has made the Divine Realm's glory seem to have faded."
Little Giant Zapa was easily persuaded, and after hearing Lancelot's words, he immediately nodded and said, "You're right. As for the Eternal alone, our Divine Realm has two of them, which is a unique honor."
The two chatted as they walked towards the Fate Arena. When they reached a fork in the road, Zapa extended an invitation. "Terra, I'm going to reunite with my people. Would you like to come with me?"
Lancelot politely declined with a smile, and Zapa didn't try to persuade him further. The two exchanged contact information and then parted ways.
From beginning to end, Zapa never discovered Lancelot's identity Earth Guardian.
In reality, few people could uncover the true identities of the Earth Guardian if they didn't want to. They spent their lives dealing with vicious and ruthless creatures like the World Destroyer. If they were too ostentatious, they wouldn't have anything to do but deal with their enemies. No matter how outstanding their potential was, they would have been wiped out long ago.
True Earth Guardian know how to conceal themselves, only making their move at crucial moments; in ordinary times, the more ordinary they appear, the better.
Lancelot walked slowly forward, not in a hurry at all. After all, there were still three years before the Fate Supremacy War began, plenty of time.
At the end of the road, a huge crystal ball floated in mid-air, emitting a hazy halo.
The people coming and going, after being enveloped by this halo, vanished in a flash, as if entering another space.
Lancelot stepped into the area enveloped by the halo, and then a cold voice rang in his ears.
"Welcome to the Fate Arena. You will receive a free residence, including a lounge and training space. The arena provides a free supply of natural elements at a concentration comparable to that of a super-magic planet. If you wish to obtain other benefits, such as rapid healing services or potion services, please provide your own Star Wheel or other general resources..."
After a brief introduction, a pale golden palace pattern appeared on the back of Lancelot's hand. Immediately afterward, he felt a slight suction around him, and then his vision flickered, and he appeared in an unfamiliar room of about 300 square meters.
The room is divided into two areas: a rest area and a training area. Apart from the concentration and activity of natural elements comparable to those on a super-magical planet, there is Western Capital there.
Of course, this doesn't mean the Fate Arena is stingy; rather, Lancelot needs to design the room's style himself.
"It seems I'll be living here for the next three years."
After looking around, Lancelot had a thought and channeled his Divine Power into the palace pattern on the back of his hand. The next moment, the pattern shone Radiance.
The light spilled into the entire room, condensing into various household items.
Beds, sofas, dining tables, life support robots, and more—everything you could need is there.
In less than ten seconds, the empty room was completely transformed, becoming exactly the same as Lancelot's residence at the Holy Sword Academy, except that his two wives couldn't be conjured up...
Of course, if Lancelot insists, the arena is not impossible to satisfy his demands, but it's unnecessary. He can tolerate it for just a few years!
Sitting on the sofa, Lancelot raised his hand and activated the arena's leaderboard projection, where densely packed text appeared before his eyes.
At the bottom of the projection is a series of numbers.
Lancelot glanced at it briefly, and even though he was prepared, his eyes still narrowed.
"It actually exceeded one hundred million..."
And this is only a small portion of the High-Rank Demigod in the Divine Realm.
Many High-Rank Demigod either weren't qualified to enter the Fate Arena, or they felt they had no chance of getting a spot, so they simply gave up.
Some Demigod, however, are confident in breaking through to True God and are unwilling to take the risk of participating in the Fate Supremacy War.
The Demigod currently on the rankings are those who have been removed from the list. Among them are many true super geniuses, but also some charlatans who are just filling in the numbers. It's a mixed bag.
But Lancelot didn't care about any of that; all he wanted now was to fight!
"With so many experts of the same level, we're going to be busy for the next three years!!"