Chapter 14: Lowly Trash of the God Realm

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Hades wasn’t any weaker than Zeus. In fact, during the ancient battle, he had relied on his own power to battle the twelve Heavenly Gods of the God Realm.

He was much stronger than Satan in the Netherworld. In front of him, Satan was like a pawn.

However, even if Hades had such power, he still wouldn’t be able to find a way to break it. He could only watch as the holy flame transmission mission began.

“It’s finally starting.”

Hades’ eyes emitted a black magic power as he slowly spoke.

On this side.

On the Tiamut Continent in the west, magic castles were neatly arranged, creating a bustling scene.

The Tiamut Continent was the most powerful country of the human magicians. As the central city of the Tiamut Continent, Saint Petersburg was naturally grand and magnificent.

This place was specially built to store the sacred relic of the land of Tiamut, the Mother of God of Kazan, and was thus named.

The interior of the cathedral looked like a palace. It was bright and light, and the rectangular main hall separated by columns was tall and spacious. The central dome was glorious and gorgeous, and the surroundings were decorated with carvings of biblical figures and watercolor murals.

There would be a lot of Tiamutans doing church rites all year round. They were very pious and mostly women.

On both sides of the main entrance of the cathedral, there were classical columns that extended outwards. It was grand and magnificent, forming a semicircular plaza. The tall dome towered above the rows of cylinders.

There was a granite fountain in the plaza in front of the church, and a memorial to the two Russian commanders, Kutuzov and Barclay.

Not far from the church was a small square with the bronze statue of Queen Catherine.

With a scepter in hand, the queen stared straight ahead, her bearing dignified. Beneath the hem of her dress, she was surrounded by former lovers and favored ministers.

Behind the statue was the beautiful Alexander Theater.

Beside the square, there were people selling oil paintings and magic apprentices practicing magic.

The tall castle was lined with guards, the streets were crowded with people, and the magic apprentices were flying in the air.

There were even many residents in the most remote corners of St. Petersburg.

All of this showed the prosperity of Saint Petersburg and the prosperity of the Tiamut Continent.

Outside Saint Peter’s castle, a figure was slowly walking over.

This person wore a black hat, a pair of polished leather shoes, and a gorgeous tailcoat. His face was handsome, and there was an indescribable warmth and kindness in his eyes.

The gentleman slowly made his way through Saint Petersburg and raised his head to look at the tall castle.

“Is this Saint Petersburg? It’s even larger than the rumors say,” the gentleman said slowly.

The majestic city walls and the endless stream of people left the gentleman somewhat shocked and surprised.

After a brief moment of shock, the gentleman took a deep breath.

He walked forward and stopped a magic apprentice.

The gentleman asked respectfully, “Young man, I’ve heard of Saint Petersburg a long time ago, but this is my first time here.”

“I heard that there will be a magic competition in Saint Petersburg today. I wonder if it’s true.”

After hearing that, the magic apprentice said kindly, “First time? You asked the right person this time. You came at the right time.”

“It’s about to start. Just follow me.”

This gentleman was none other than the holy flame messenger, the messenger of the God Realm’s prosperity.

The Magical Guardian, Merlin.

Today was the day Merlin arrived at Saint Petersburg, and it was also the day that the holy flame would be transmitted.

Not far behind Merlin were tens of Guardians.

The leader was Heimdall, who had been angered by Groot.

“Not bad, everything is going smoothly. Guardian God, are we going to start the plan now?” A follower asked Heimdall respectfully.

Heimdall, golden-armored and mounted on a golden-brown horse, was accompanied by several magic guardians. They stood together in the bustling crowd.

Logically speaking, they should be particularly eye-catching, but because of the lively scene brought by the magic arena, it became the best cover for this group of people.

The Guardian God Heimdall looked at Merlin in the distance, his face filled with joy.

The heavens have indeed decided that the God Realm will prosper!

Although there had been some slip-ups during the mission to transmit the holy flame and some difficulties, these were all things that could be overcome. They were not a threat.

The holy flame transmission mission was going very smoothly.

“Don’t be anxious. When Merlin enters the magic competition and when the competition begins, we will carry out our plan.”

Heimdall said with a smile, looking confident.

The plan of the God Realm was not very complicated. On the contrary, it was extremely simple.

They were prepared to let Augustine fake his death and then use the magical power of the God realm to extract his soul from his body, preventing him from returning to his body.

Then, at the most critical juncture, their God Realm would take action and save him.

Getting Heimdall to save him or Merlin to save him was possible.

After this scare, Augustine would definitely have more faith in the God Realm, and would definitely be even more respectful. He would definitely want to transmit the magical power of the God Realm on the Tiamut Continent.

As such, Merlin’s holy flame transmission mission could proceed smoothly.

This plan was not honorable but it was indeed the most effective.

The Master God, Zeus, said that the transmission of the holy flame was for the prosperity of the entire magic world. Everyone had to be prepared to make sacrifices.

As long as it was a citizen of the God Realm, they would definitely give their full support.

Heimdall looked determined, thinking that everything was in the hands of himself and the god realm. He did not know that this plan had been heard by the Nether Realm spies mixed in with the crowd.

The scouts hurriedly sent the news back, causing everyone in the Nether Realm to be confused.

“Damn it! It’s actually such a plan?”

“The god race that boasts of being righteous uses such underhanded means. It seems that the justice in people’s eyes is just so-so.”

“This method is despicable, but it’s also very useful. Stripping a human’s soul and preventing it from returning is really a trump card, especially for the King of Saint Petersburg.”

The demon army of the Nether Realm held their own opinions and discussed among themselves.

Meanwhile, in the God Realm in the sky, in the golden palace, there were also many Divine Envoys watching everything with indifferent expressions.

They did not feel that their methods were cruel. Instead, they looked forward to Heimdall’s good news.

Moreover, they were so confident.