CHAPTER 162: CHAPTER 117: THE GAZE OF GOD

Even if some worlds truly have been destroyed, even if the attempt to save the world has failed, the price is not unbearable.

Since that’s the case, what is there to fear?

Wizard Shen Yu was also gradually calming down at this moment.

"That’s right, time is on our side." He looked at his true self, Shen Yu, as well as the other two Shen Yus, and exhaled a long breath. "If I fail, I will bear the remnants of civilization on my back, waiting for the opportunity for revenge."

"Prepare for the worst, and fight with everything we’ve got," Shen Yu nodded heavily.

Civilization’s Gravebearer, this term was, until now, something Shen Yu had casually mentioned, meant to put more pressure on the others.

It was to keep others from thinking that as long as the Association existed, they didn’t have to strive any longer.

But now, it seemed likely that such a Shen Yu might really appear.

Wizard Shen Yu’s figure quickly vanished, while Shen Yu, looking at the other Shen Yus, also said in a deep voice, "We must not become too relaxed. Whether we grow stronger ourselves or help civilization to grow stronger, it’s all for the sake of that kind of threat—this sense of helplessness will not come upon us again. Let’s go."

The other two Shen Yus nodded one after another and their figures each disappeared.

The previous string of successes had indeed allowed them to relax a little.

Yet the situation of the Magic World reminded them again.

In the All Heavens World, the Association was still extremely weak.

After returning to his own palace, Wizard Shen Yu did not hurry to do anything else.

He simply closed his eyes and quietly calmed his mind.

When he opened his eyes again, his entire being was already completely changed.

No trace of gloom, worry, or even panic could be seen any longer.

In its place was a rare, extraordinary confidence and composure.

And this confidence was not any sort of disguise.

All Wizard Shen Yu had done was to accept the worst possibility, and then realize that he could entirely bear it—nothing more.

No matter how powerful the gods are, could they possibly compare to the Gray Mist Space?

Or match the Endless Heavenly World?

Time is on his side!

"Your Majesty." The voice of the maid Wei’Er sounded from outside the door, "More than thirty-six kings and kings’ representatives have already arrived. The chief Magic Master asked me to inquire if you wish to summon them for a meeting."

"So many have come?" Wizard Shen Yu thought for a moment, then nodded. "Summon them, let us meet in the great hall."

After word of the Divine Punishment Curse spread, nearly no king of any land escaped its reach.

After all, they were the primary targets for transmission by the Divine Warriors and Divine Mages.

Even though, after Shen Yu’s previous intervention, these kings refused to meet with the emissaries of the gods, there were still many methods the curse could use to reach them.

Now, having teleported from thousands of miles away, most likely more than wishing to discuss the curse, they were coming in hopes that Wizard Shen Yu could save them.

In the entire Plane now, the only one able to save them from the Divine Punishment Curse was probably this new Magic Emperor.

"Besides the kings and their representatives, there are also delegates from other Planes who have arrived after receiving the news," Wei’Er entered and adjusted Wizard Shen Yu’s attire, speaking softly. "And Princess Aivlette has also arrived as a royal representative."

"I see." Wizard Shen Yu paused and nodded.

He hadn’t met with Aivlette at all during this period.

Mostly because there simply hadn’t been time.

Both Aivlette and he had been extremely busy over this recent period.

Actually, Wizard Shen Yu had considered bringing Aivlette over to serve as his assistant, perhaps even as auxiliary staff.

Even back during their time in the Violet Duchy, Aivlette had always been his business aide—their tacit understanding was already deep.

As for Wei’Er, who was now responsible for these matters, although she never said it outright, Wizard Shen Yu could clearly tell she was troubled.

After all, she had always been just a maid.

He should ask her a bit later.

Wizard Shen Yu arranged his robe, quietly waited another moment, and then his figure appeared directly atop the throne in the great hall.

Quite a number of kings had already gathered there. All of them noticed Wizard Shen Yu’s sudden appearance, but each remained composed, nodding slightly in respect to this most powerful Mage and Emperor in the history of the Plane, before taking their seats and maintaining watchful observation.

One after another, they were all quite surprised.

According to the information gathered before, this newly appointed Emperor of the Magic Empire was at most an excellent mage, perhaps outstanding in commerce.

But now, he was clearly a true Emperor in absolute control of supreme power.

Whether in demeanor, aura, or the oppressive feeling he gave off, there was nothing mage-like about him at all—he was worlds apart from the rumors in the intel.

Some of these kings had even met Wizard Shen Yu before.

They could barely recognize him now.

If someone had claimed a Divine Spirit was possessing him, they would have believed it.

At the same time, Wizard Shen Yu was also secretly observing these kings.

This Plane was destined to become his stronghold; he even considered gathering the remnant populations from other worlds that had suffered major losses, so these kings were indeed significant for his rule over civilization.

The outcome was, more or less, satisfactory.

On this Plane endowed with Supernatural Power, the personal qualities of the kings were usually not low—otherwise, they could never hold on to their power.

Coups and mutinies happened in the kingdoms frequently.

Therefore, although some kings, suffering from the Divine Punishment Curse, were gripped by panic and utterly lost their senses, the majority managed to retain some composure.

At least, the assembly was not thrown into chaos.

However, at that moment, as a special king arrived, everyone’s gaze shifted towards him.

Including that of Wizard Shen Yu.

Many people’s eyes were filled with surprise, and whispers filled the hall.

"The King of Senya is here as well."

"Didn’t they always refuse all communications?"

"No surprise. Under Divine Punishment, no one can be spared."

"The Senya people are the darlings of the gods."

"Don’t they have divine blood in their veins?"

"..."

The king entering at this moment was perhaps the most handsome person in the entire hall. Clearly male, but his beauty was rivaled only by Aivlette.

Actually, not just him.

The entire Senya Race was extraordinarily beautiful and handsome.

At first, when Wizard Shen Yu heard of this race, he immediately thought of the "elves" often featured in fantasy works from his previous life.

However, the Senya Race did not have pointed ears.

Aside from being stunningly good-looking—regardless of gender—their appearance was not much different from other humans, as they too were originally ordinary Human Race.

This was a race living in the forests; no one knows when they first received the passionate favor of the Forest Goddess.

Compared to the other Divine Spirits and their worshipers, the Forest Goddess’s love for the Senya people truly could be called "fervent."

By Her vast Divine Power, She made each generation of the race more beautiful than the last.

She greatly extended the Senya Race’s lifespan, letting it reach three times that of ordinary humans.

She even inscribed Divine Art directly into their bloodline, letting them have an affinity for nature—each one a born Divine Mage or Divine Warrior.

Throughout this Plane, there had long been a legend:

If forests covered the world, the Senya Race would be kings without crowns!

Yet this race had always remained aloof from the world, loving nature, dwelling long in the mountains and rivers.

Rarely did they appear outside.

Therefore, after the arrival of Divine Punishment, more than one kingdom had tried to find them, hoping to ask: having so loved the Senya Race, did the Forest Goddess also proclaim their destruction?

The Magic Empire itself had sent envoys as well.