Every Main God ascends to power after experiencing various hardships and difficulties.
The ultimate goal that bloodline can achieve is godhood.
As for the transformation from True God to Main God, it can only be done by oneself.
Even the position of Main God, formed from the essence of the rules of a realm, requires undergoing numerous trials to obtain.
Therefore, although each of the Main God has a different personality, they are all extremely determined in their pursuit of their own path, even at the cost of their own lives.
Suppressing the turmoil in his mind, Shadow Sikawitu made the same decision as Spirit Summoner Moradis: to inform the major powers allied with him about the New World Domain.
In reality, advanced Explorer of the Fantasy Hall receive support and sponsorship from various forces in the Material Dimension during their growth process.
The Lord of No Void did not object to this. The Fantasy Hall needed to maintain communication with the Material Dimension, and the movements of those major forces were of paramount importance. Through the connections between advanced Explorer and various forces, the Lord of No Void could also obtain a lot of crucial intelligence.
Although the three dimensions of the Astral Realm maintain a balance and form a perfectly functioning system, if asked which dimension is the true core and foundation, almost all powerful beings who understand this aspect would choose the Material Dimension.
Matter is not merely matter; it also includes spirit and energy, encompassing and containing everything.
Unlike the Summoner Moradis, the Shadow Sikawitu did not extend his influence to everyone, but only contacted the "World Alliance," the super-civilization established by the World Tree.
A few minutes later, Sikawitu hung up the call.
After reviewing the information transmitted to him by the Lord of No Void once more, he had a thought and left his personal space, transforming into an almost imperceptible shadow, passing through countless Fantasy Plane, and descending into the Crimson Moon Universe Cluster in the Material Dimension.
Dark Celestial Star.
Half a month has passed, and instead of calming down, Pale Veil Selwyn's mood has become increasingly anxious.
Every moment, a wealth of intelligence about the Golden Divine Kingdom's preparations for war is sent to Selwyn.
Looking at the ever-growing expeditionary fleet and the large number of God Level powerhouses that had gathered, Selwyn felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.
"Damn it, the Crimson Moon Civilization actually refused to intervene in the war with the Golden Divine Kingdom, saying it was a conflict between armed groups. Hmph, that's not what they said when they sent my Eight Gods' Realm to invade the Alpha Universe Cluster!"
"They simply see the Golden Divine Kingdom's power and are unwilling to engage in a major war with it. In any case, the Crimson Moon Civilization's mother plane is far from the border areas and won't be greatly affected. Do you really think I don't know what you're up to?"
Selwyn, his expression constantly shifting, vented his frustrations before slumping back on the throne.
Reason has returned.
Although he was reluctant to abandon his family and home and give up Dark Celestial Star, moving a massive Void star comparable in size to a plane was not so easy.
Moreover, even if one could move, the speed would be comparable to a tortoise's pace. In the vast and boundless Void, even if one advanced for ten thousand years, one would be overtaken by an opponent in the blink of an eye, making it utterly meaningless.
Therefore, if Selwyn does not want to be suffocated in the Void along with Dark Celestial Star, he must make a decision before the Golden Divine Kingdom's army arrives: either hold out and wait for a major change in the situation, but the time he can buy is not much.
They could either flee in advance, taking their elite cadres and reserve resources with them, leaving Dark Celestial Star, or even leaving the Crimson Moon Universe Cluster altogether, to start a new business in another region.
In the vast Astral Realm, as long as you have the strength, you can rebuild your foothold, even though it will take a lot of effort and resources, it's still better than being ambushed and killed at your doorstep.
Without a doubt, the cautious Selwyn would prefer the second option.
"Only by living can we have a future!"
Selwyn muttered to himself.
"Well said!"
Just then, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly rang in my ears, without any prior warning.
Selwyn was terrified and instinctively tried to resist, but found his body entangled by countless shadows, making him unable to move at all.
The Divine Law was also sealed away by some dark organization, lifeless and devoid of any vitality.
"It's over!"
Selwyn's heart sank, and despair appeared in his eyes.
He thought it was the dark figure that had appeared in the Ancient Hall of Dark Magic before, preparing to break the contract and return to kill him to silence him.
Or perhaps it was a powerful individual that Lancelot recruited; that's also possible.
Given Lancelot's terrifying talent, it's highly likely that some powerful figure intervened beforehand to cultivate a relationship, and it's quite normal for them to help him eliminate a 'minor character'.
The more Selwyn thought about it, the more he felt he was going to die, and his sense of despair grew stronger.
Until he heard this sentence.
"Hand over the altar you possess, and I will spare your life, but I will grant you one request."
As he spoke, the figure of the Shadow Weaver, Sikawitu, appeared, its hazy appearance concealing an aura of Infinity terror that caused Selwyn.
"Main God, it must be Main God- level being!!" Selwyn roared inwardly. True God could never give him this feeling.
That absolute difference stemming from the level of life can only be brought about by Main God- level life form.
'An altar? This strange Main God talks about an altar? Could it be the blood-red altar I obtained?'
'Could this altar be a priceless treasure coveted by the Main God? Is there some secret I haven't yet discovered?'
'But why is it that this Main God is only now coming to me for the altar? Why didn't he come before? And how did he determine my location?'
In an instant, countless thoughts raced through Selwyn's mind like a nuclear explosion.
He thought about many things, while the Shadow Weaver, Sikawitu, watched silently from the side.
This seemingly powerful being from the evil camp is actually from the absolutely good and lawful camp. Although he acts with ruthless methods, he adheres to his own bottom line.
If a Main God- level Explorer were to come, it would be highly likely that they would kill Selwyn and steal the altar!
After a long silence, Selwyn gritted his teeth and said, "My Main God, I can give you the altar, but I only hope you can kill Lancelot, the Radiance of Holy Light."
"Kill Lancelot, the Radiance of Holy Light?" The Shadow Weaver, Sikawitu, frowned slightly, then narrowed his eyes. With a thought, countless pieces of information surged from the Fantasy Dimension, revealing all external information about Lancelot, as well as some hidden intelligence.
"No!"
Sikawitu shook his head. "He's a member of the Earth Guardian, and he's not at the level of Main God. I can't make a move, or the consequences will be severe!"
"Is it still the same answer?" Selwyn's hope was extinguished once again.
"I can give you a chance!" Sikawitu calmly, then glanced at Selwyn, "Let's see if you have the guts!"
"What opportunity?" Selwyn looked up quickly, a hopeful look appearing in his eyes.
Sikawitu said, "I can reincarnate your soul and will into a new realm, allowing you to grow anew with your cultivation experience and make up for any regrets from your previous cultivation. Perhaps, you will be able to defeat that Plane Warden with your own strength."