Divine Techniques and the God's Cup

Yesael's grandson, Eli, had grown from a child to a young man, and this time he accompanied his grandfather to the Sky Temple to worship God.

It was clear that Yesael was grooming him as the future king.

As the sun set, the elderly Yesael, hunched over and leaning on his scepter, strolled by the lake at the foot of the mountain.

He suddenly paused, gazing at the setting sun.

A group of Trilobite Men were pouring fish fry into the lake; when they grew up, they would become food for the priests and servants of God in the Sky Temple.

Yesael recited the covenant between God and King Redlichia, the Divine Words inscribed on the Crown of Wisdom.

"Because of loneliness, God created Redlichia, the King of Wisdom. Because of Redlichia's loneliness, God then created the Trilobite Men."

"Thus began the race, and from this moment, the kingdom was established."

Eli could see that his grandfather was hesitating, hesitating whether to initiate an all-out war against the sinful people.

To thoroughly cleanse the growing sinful people, it was estimated that all seven Fusion Monsters would need to be deployed, along with tens of thousands of people, in order to drive them all back into the dark demonic abyss.

This would be the greatest war since the birth of wise beings.

Even the proud and arrogant King Yesael had to be cautious.

He looked at his reflection in the lake water. "I have aged too!"

After standing in a daze for a long time, he suddenly asked, "Eli, do you think this war should be fought?"

Eli was stunned for a moment, then fell into contemplation.

He suddenly recalled another chapter of the Redlichia Covenant that the King had just recited and slowly recited it.

"God said."

"I am the God who created you!"

"And you!"

"Are their King."

Eli immersed himself in the mood of these words, imagining the scene at that time when God stood on the shore, watching the sunset and the birth of the Trilobite race.

How similar it was to the current scene.

"Perhaps!"

"When God spoke these words, He was telling the great King Redlichia."

"God created him, hoping that he would become a great king, shepherding the living beings in place of God. That is the duty of a king."

Eli looked at his grandfather and said cautiously, "King, perhaps it's time to reconsider."

"Didn't you say that everything is arranged by God?"

"Perhaps the more we do, the more we are going against God's will?"

Yesael neither agreed nor disagreed. He had heard many people's interpretations of the Redlichia Covenant.

Just like Schlode.

These people had never even seen God's shadow, yet they speculated about God's thoughts.

"You may be right," Yesael acknowledged, "but Redlichia also said..."

"God doesn't care."

"I care."

His eyes blazed with anger.

"How can I allow these sinful people to defile God's domain? With every step they take into the sea, it is a blasphemy against God."

"How can I allow them to occupy the ocean? It was granted by God to King Redlichia."

"It was granted by God to the subjects of the Yinsai Kingdom."

The elderly Yesael finally made his decision.

He decided to personally lead the expedition to eradicate those sinful people who blasphemed against God in His presence and drive them back into the demonic abyss forever.

The sea area of the God-Given Land must never be allowed to be occupied or approached by these sinful people.

But to achieve this, he needed a strong physique.

Eli looked at his grandfather, whose aged face was filled with an almost manic obsession.

His gaze focused on the crown. Perhaps this crown not only possessed the power of the King of Wisdom.

It was also a curse.

Originating from the first-generation King of Wisdom, from the obsession of Redlichia, the first mythical wise being.

Yesael summoned the high priest of the Sky Temple and told him that he was prepared to accept the divine technique of the God's Cup.

"Since it is a divine technique bestowed by God, the King should master it."

Schlode looked at the King with excitement. The King's recognition of his divine technique also meant that his position as the high priest of the Sky Temple and his identity as the receiver of God's revelation were even more unquestionable.

The high priest declared reverently, "King, your wisdom and brilliance are unmatched. By using the mighty power granted to you by God, you will punish those who betray and blaspheme against Him."

"God's favor will surely descend upon you, and the God-Given Land and His kingdom will surely open their doors to you once more."

In the Sky Temple, in the presence of God.

Yesael knelt at the feet of God and accepted the power of the Sun Cup.

Schlode and two other priests of the Sky Temple presided over the ceremony for the King, planting the Sun Cup into Yesael's body.

"Oh, great God!"

"I will fill Your God's Cup and drink deeply of the power You have bestowed."

"May Your divine power mold my mortal body, may my faith forever linger beneath Your altar."

Yesael watched as the dense network of roots continuously extended, taking root in his own flesh and blood.

As pain permeated his mind, a powerful strength flowed into his body, making him feel as if he had returned to his youth.

"Ah!"

Yesael's entire body floated up, hovering in mid-air within the temple.

Within a radius of a hundred meters, golden fluorescence immediately filled the area, and everyone was drawn into Yesael's consciousness and illusions, even the most powerful Schlode could not resist.

It was the most profound scene in Yesael's memory.

The majestic being standing on the altar, transcending time and years. He did not even dare to muster the courage to look up.

Others who saw the God were even more frenzied, losing all strength and collapsing to the ground.

Unconscious.

Tens of thousands of people, armed with bone spears, bone forks, capture nets, and various weapons, successively submerged into the sea area where Xilong City was located, surrounding it so tightly from the surface to the seabed that not a drop of water could escape.

The priests riding bizarre shrimp were their leaders, and at the forefront of the army, all seven Fusion Monsters were deployed in a line.

Yesael stood atop the Fusion Monster Nini. Under the sun, his body seemed to emit a golden glow, and the golden flower cup on his shoulder was dazzlingly bright.

He felt great, as if he had returned to his youth.

At that time, he galloped between the sea and the abyss, disregarding all dangers and difficulties.

He raised his scepter high.

"Oh, God! Watch over me!"

"I will once again bring divine punishment upon those sinful people who blaspheme against God."

Yesael had already formulated a plan beforehand, repeatedly allowing these monsters to erode the towns of the Yinsai Kingdom, gradually gathering the scattered monsters in the sea to this area, and then mobilizing the army to surround them.

"Kill!"

All the soldiers and priests of the Yinsai Kingdom, above and below the sea surface, sprang into action, pouncing on the sinful people who dared to occupy their towns and plunder their fishing grounds.

Capture nets ensnared the powerful bodies of the monsters, restraining their naturally armed hands and powerful tails, and then other soldiers pierced their bodies with bone spears.

The monsters swung their spike-like hands, tearing apart and killing one Yinsai Kingdom soldier after another.

But with the appearance of the Fusion Monsters and priests, the tide turned in one direction.

It was a massacre, and the power of the seven Fusion Monsters and high priests was unrivaled.