Low Dimensional Game

Chapter 291: Half God

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The Kingdom of Gracchus, one of the three kingdoms which had started the central province war, was located next to the central province. However, ever since the war, the allied forces of the three kingdoms had fallen on the Sumerian Plain, and the Kingdom of Gracchus wasted away with each passing day.

The Sumerian Kingdom declared war on the neighboring Rosetta Kingdom and Gracchus Kingdom from time to time in reprisal, taking cities and invading lands. Internal contradictions arose. Even the royal family had changed a few times.

The Tory City in the Menlo Hills was a city on the eastern border of Gracchus. One could say it was more an abandoned mine than a city. It used to be a mineral vein, but was built into a city by slaves sent by the king to reclaim the wasteland. They’d lived there for generations.

Many slaves and exiled criminals were sent to this place. Thieves, murderers, slaves, dark wizards, and wandering knights formed this special world.

In early days, Tory City had been a haven of money and darkness, with well-developed trade. Those seeking fame, power and nobility flocked to the city like hyenas following the smell of carrion. One could achieve greatness here with very few morals.

However, after more than a century’s worth of overmining, the veins were exhausted. It became a dismal, abandoned city full of criminals, refugees and orphans, castaway mercenaries and desperate saints hunted by the Church of Light.

Evil lurked there as well. Tory City had gone from a corrupt but prosperous mining city to a hideaway for things too dark for even the power hungry to accept.

*Clank! Clank!*

An old, dilapidated elevator descended into the abyss. The piercing sound of the iron chains echoed up from below.

It was like a giant blackhole leading to the center of the planet, or a gaping mouth capable of devouring the entire world.

Spiraling down the mine shaft were endless buildings. Layer after layer of shabby houses were built on the edges of cliffs, surrounding the abyss-like mine, going deep underground. Some of the buildings were no more than metal or wooden frames, broken down after years of neglect.

Shadows moved in between the structures. Lights flickered ominously. More than 100,000 of the poor lived in this dark land of sin. They made a living by digging out the last remaining mine, descending deeper and deeper into the darkness.

This was what was left of Tory City.

It was almost like the sun had disappeared. Suddenly, a crowd of people began to appear. People stepped outside their homes, holding candles and walking on the edges of the cliffs. It seemed like everyone was praying.

As the outside world was focusing on the City of Niyah in the Sumerian Kingdom, a god fire ignition ceremony was taking place quietly in this unnoticed, outlaw city.

“Source of the world! Divine personality of truth! Please answer our prayers and come to this world!”

Men and women, young and old, criminals, demon warlocks and dark wizards all gathered, shouting to the heavens.

Circles of light rose up high. A dazzling light beam shot up into the sky.

The entire cave was illuminated with a brilliant light that covered the entire city and even descended into the cave. At the same time, there came the great roar of a beast from the bottom of the abyss.

A giant monster broke free from below and flew up to the sky. It was a huge dragon made entirely of bones.

Dark power emerged from the bone dragon, covering its body like a cocoon. It flew into the sky and then a giant divine shadow emerged from its body.

Lights shimmered over the blurry figure of the divine shadow. It looked like Louis Biketo! Indeed, it was Louis Biketo’s bone dragon. He’d ignited soul flames and blended into this level-four dragon.

A meteor with a long, brilliant tail,streaked across the dawn sky and fell to the ground.

“He’s coming! He’s coming! We succeeded! Louis Biketo succeeded!”

The entire population of Tory City burst into cheers as if they had waited for this moment for a long time. They had been waiting for a chance to change their fate and now, it was finally happening!

The giant divine shadow opened his palms which emitted colorful lights that then engulfed his body like flames. He shivered and his body strengthened. At this moment, god kingdoms in the sky connected with him as if they were looking down on him.

The bone dragon at the core of the divine shadow roared agitatedly, beating its wings. The sound was not just a roar, but a language created by mind power. He was shouting his god’s name.

“Louis Biketo!”

Thousands in Tory City shouted out his god’s name at the same time.

“Louis Biketo!”

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After the war of the Sumerian Kingdom, the King of Heckfoss had failed when igniting divine flames and embracing divine personality, and been killed by Lynn Ahenaten with the Sword of King in the City of Niyah. However, the Divine Personality of the Dark Night had been lost in the human world.

Everyone had started the crazy search for the Divine Personality of the Dark Night. The entire central province and the Church of Light was desperately trying to find it.

The news about the Gathering of Darkness and Louis Biketo immediately spread to the Church of Light, the Faith of the Sun, wizards, alchemy warlocks and top leaders of all kingdoms.

“Gathering of Darkness?”

“When did this happen?”

“When will these damn rats die out? They just make a fuss every few decades.”

“This time is different! They now have a half god!”

“What do they want to do? Declare war on us?”

In St. Sarl City, the Kingdom of the Church of the Light, everyone was astonished and agitated by the emergence of the Gathering of Darkness. Many leading priests and bishops expressed strong opposition to the existence of this cult.

“Did the Lord give any Oracles?”

“No!”

While the rest of the world scrambled to figure out what was going on, the Gathering of Darkness brought all of its members and left the area of the Church of Light. They went to the foreign land in the southeast of the Alan Continent. The foreign world that was surrounded by the area of the Church of Light, the Bakto area and the desert of death, Harraf.