Chapter 463 - - 440 With more people, there are naturally suitable skills_1

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Watching Raphael, sincerely swayed by Duge’s righteousness and choosing to submit, Phyra fell into deep thought, and in that moment, his mind cleared.

An Evil God disguising as an Ancient Deity could easily rule the Mortal Realm, then stage a fight with the Demon King…

Isn’t that exactly what Duge is doing?

Everything he said fits him far better than it fits the Ancient Deities.

After all, Raphael also mentioned that a new Great Demon King might have emerged in the Demon Realm, also named Duge; this was probably more than just a coincidence.

Poor Raphael, finally played with by Evil Gods, just like the rest of them…

Phyra, thinking he had seen through everything, looked at Raphael with pity.

The Mortal Realm is finished.

But what has that got to do with him?

From the moment he decided to commit deicide, Phyra knew he was on a path of no return, and only if Duge emerged victorious would he secure the best outcome for himself.

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The remaining four Ancient Deities might join forces to come after him;

the upright persona he had cultivated could collapse;

The Heaven-Demon Battlefield might not have been provoked by him in the first place;

The Duge in the Demon Realm might not be one of their own…

A series of problems lay before Duge, but, having abandoned greed and impatience and no longer obsessed with controlling everything, he felt much steadier. He quickly found his own path to survive even in what seemed like the most perilous circumstances.

The world is vast, which is a downside for someone adept at quick advancement like himself, but it is also where his advantage lies.

The Ancient Deities aren’t fast; they need just as much time to travel, which gives him a buffer.

Based on the characters of the Moon God and the Solar God, one can deduce that all Ancient Deities are arrogant.

The Moon God wouldn’t even bother to waste words explaining to Raphael, let alone the billions of common folk living on the earth.

Perhaps in their eyes, killing him, they would put an end to all their problems, with no need to exhaust themselves explaining to mere mortals.

But the billions of common folk are precisely the base of the Alien Warriors. As long as this base remains unshattered, his persona will persist, and he just needs to firmly grasp the propaganda front to ensure his continuous growth.

Ordinary people aren’t qualified to partake in the Heaven-Demon Battlefield, no matter what outrageous acts he commits on the Alien Battlefield.

As long as he wins this war, history will be written by him…

Acquired Deities participating in the battlefield would definitely not want to attribute the merit to the Ancient Deities; they too need power and status.

Theoretically, he and the Acquired Deities are on the same side.

Power has always been about the distribution of benefits, having nothing to do with righteousness and fairness.

The Ancient Deities are indeed powerful, from their perspective, they indeed commit no crimes, just as humans do not see themselves as sinners for raising cattle and sheep, enslaving them, eating their meat.

Thus, judging them with Impartiality is difficult.

But there are also Alien Warriors on the battlefield, whose skills can confront the Ancient Deities. Just like his Impartiality, once their guards are down, even the Solar God can’t escape it.

After all, there’s always a way out.

The worst-case scenario is simply treating it as if he never awakened the skill Split Soul. He could turn this into a genuine Alien Battlefield game, slay the other Alien Warriors down to ten, directly ending the Alien Battlefield, and pin his hopes on the next game.

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It’s a day’s journey to the Heaven-Demon Battlefield.

Duge, piloting the Chariot of the Solar God, slowed down his speed and continued to write his little compositions about Ancient Deities in the sky, smearing their reputations, while simultaneously bolstering the image of the upright and benevolent King Holley.

The just judgement of Impartiality left no hiding place for the criminals. Those sin-laden nobles confessed their deeds themselves, further highlighting Duge’s grandeur.

The simple public is too far removed from the lofty Solar God; to them, it’s just a symbolic figure.

But King Holley is down to earth; he doesn’t just uphold justice for the wronged.

Moreover, when the Ancient Deities turned to flee, King Holley, without a second thought, charged toward the Heaven-Demon Battlefield, intent on stopping the Evil Demons of the Demon Realm at the Mortal Realm’s gates.

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This sentiment deserved the admiration of all, and the valorous King Holley became the hero against the Evil God. Aside from the wicked judged by him, every ordinary citizen would give him a thumbs up and would not allow others to speak ill of King Holley.

A hero could not be without companions.

Therefore, Raphael, who had turned to the light, bravely sacrificed himself in battle with the Solar God, and Phyra, whose looks were destroyed, also became a hero in the hearts of the people.

One was called “God’s Left Leg,” while the other was known as “God’s Trunk.”

The kind-hearted citizens came up with these titles for them in such a plain and unpretentious manner.

Naturally, heroes would enjoy the treatments of heroes. Wherever Raphael and Phyra went, they would be praised by countless people who would chant their names.

Raphael was pleasantly surprised by this reception; he had been stationed in the Demon Realm for over a thousand years and had never experienced such treatment.

At this moment, he felt as if he had tasted the true essence of being a God Spirit; compared to Duge, those Ancient Deities, even if not corrupted by the Evil God, were just too irresponsible.

While Phyra was feeling emotional, she seemed to have also realized some truths about human behavior and deeds.

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A day’s journey was stretched into two by Duge, and within each round of propaganda, his attributes continuously increased, inching closer to the height he had reached on the previous Alien Battlefield.

Duge drove the Chariot of the Solar God, his Martial Spirit unfolded, the Sea God and the Solar God stood face to face, as if the sky had gained an additional sea, another sun, and he even used seawater to write short essays in the sky.

Showy and eye-catching, one could see him with a simple glance up, a standard Duge style.

Even without Duge deliberately seeking them out, Alien Warriors began to seek him out proactively.

In those two days, Duge had gained two new companions.

One was Yok from the Pulo Star, who was now the chieftain of the Beastman tribe. His keyword was “firmness.”

One skill was As Solid as a Rock: This skill made his body as hard as stone; no one could break through his defense from the front;

The second skill was Domineering: When he displayed a tough demeanor, the opponent would unconsciously avoid his gaze and feel disgust towards him;

The other was a townsman from Qiyuan Star, a Martial Artist who had awakened an eight-star Martial Spirit, named Adia.

His identity was that of a legion commander of a country called Adia, with the keyword being “admiration,” having awakened two skills as well:

The first skill was Flattery: Anyone who heard his praises would become smug and complacent, regarding him as a confident;

The second skill was Singing Praises: The deeds he proclaimed would be believed without doubt;

Yok’s skills had little use, but Singing Praises could further enhance Duge’s reputation, simply a perfect supporting ability;

His first skill, Flattery, in theory could be used as an undercover agent or to lure the enemy.

But with the world map being so vast, this skill’s effect was almost negligible; sending him out as an undercover agent, he might run his legs off and still not meet Duge’s requirements.

Although the two Alien Warriors had unearthed only one useful skill, Duge was already quite satisfied.

With more than one hundred seventy people left on the battlefield, he was sure to find those with skills useful to him.

Adia’s Flattery was potent enough to affect one’s mind, but Duge had People’s Protection, which made him immune to mental erosions, so he didn’t have to worry about falling for Adia’s schemes.

However, Adia was very self-aware and had always been honest, never daring to use his skill on Duge even once.

After all.

If even people from other stars sincerely pledged allegiance to Duge, how could he, a native of Qiyuan Star, be inferior to an outsider?

With Adia’s addition, Duge’s reputation rose even faster.

Having tasted success, he simply formed a new group with Adia, Phyra, and Andy remaining in the rear echelons, specifically to spread his achievements.

Andy’s Change Looks could impersonate anyone, his New Moon superpower could drive reforms at ten times the speed;

Whereas Adia’s Singing Praises could spread the fame of Duge far and wide in the Mortal Realm.

The two, working together, could quickly erase the influence of the Ancient Deities in the Mortal Realm, pinning them to the pillar of shame.

Phyra, who possessed the body of the Solar God, was there to escort and protect them, and to provide them with the means of transport. Since Duge needed the Chariot of the Solar God himself, the two relying solely on their propaganda would have poor mobility; joined by Phyra, who could teleport using Solar Divine Power, they made a perfect combination.

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