Kael painfully clutched his chest, feeling an unprecedented unease, as something began to sprout within his body.

He grimaced, revealing a painful smile on his face, and after a moment of silence, he sighed and said:

"You truly are quite tolerant, Shirek."

"Why do you show such an angry expression? Kael, my divine favored, you should have realized it long ago. I am the Prince of Lies, the Lord of Murder, the spreader of fear, the one who sows seeds of distrust.

As my divine favored, you should have considered long ago what kind of shameless being your god is!"

With the end of his words, brilliant radiance was released from his body, Kael twitched his mouth and said:

"What happened at the Holy Mountain?"

"Ah, if not mistaken, it should be that great Lord of Dawn finally starting to unfold the murder against the Evil Gods."

Kael's pupils slightly dilated, and he said indifferently: "So, does this have anything to do with you?"

"After all, I am the Lord of Lies, isn't it exactly what I, the Prince of Lies, should do to calculate the gods a bit?"

Shirek's voice came from within Kael's body, with a mocking flavor in the teasing tone, seemingly ridiculing their ignorance.

"Even deities are placed in your web of intrigue; you... are you not afraid of backlash?"

Shirek cheerfully said: "Not at all, just look at the Eternal Fierce Sun, isn't it obvious? It wants to kill those fallen true gods and carve a pure true god out of the carcasses, so it is not I who dragged it into the web of intrigue, but it who willingly stepped into my cage.

Kael, this is the first principle of murder I want to tell you, true murder is not merely about weaving lies, but utilizing what a person, or even a god, loves the most.

The more they value something, the more you should lay a heavenly net against that thing, not to make you weave intrigue, but you must profoundly understand what they value, so you can guide them through your hands toward a future of destruction.

Just like the Lord of Dawn, Losanda, who will surely carry out his own justice and inevitably meet destruction and death; this is murder, all that is loved is a snare, no one can escape, nowhere to hide."

"To murder gods with what they love, then stir up the dismemberment of true gods, murder of gods, and destruction of sacred Briania, and even the frenzy against the Yibel Federation?"

Kael murmured softly.

He felt his consciousness growing increasingly groggy, and within the Spiritual Body World, a book slowly began to emit brilliant light.

That was... the draft of the Shire Scripture.

At this moment, the draft of the Shire Scripture, which had been suppressed by the Spiritual Body World all along, shed its previous form that seemed deeply controlled by Kael, evolving again towards the state of the Shire Scripture.

Shirek laughed frantically, and from the draft of the Shire Scripture, which had never successfully resisted, flowed out the pus of Shirek's lies, allowing the Spiritual Body World of Kael and Aister to mount defenses, yet unable to halt the trend of Shirek fully conquering Kael's Spiritual Body World.

"Do you want to obtain the Divine Right of the Weave?"

As Kael felt his brain about to be torn apart, he seemed to finally understand something and coldly spoke to Shirek, who continued seizing territories within the Spiritual Body World.

"Not entirely, at the very moment of divine descent upon you, I already understood how much potential you truly possess, fully integrated with the Chaos Source Essence, you are the genuine Child of the World, incomparable in ascension.

I want the Magic Goddess's newly-born Divine Right of the Weave.

I want the Chaos Source Essence within your body.

I want the Floating City, permanently corroded into a terrestrial divine kingdom by your domain.

I also want your body."

The Prince of Lies said nonchalantly.

In fact, he had never ceased calculating against Kael, continuously using persuasive words to try to lower Kael's resistance.

Indeed, the vigor of Kael's resistance far exceeded Shirek's expectations, had it been an ordinary demigod, it could be said unceremoniously, it would merely take a mere moment to completely destroy a demigod's Spiritual Body World and thoroughly plunder the existence itself.

But within Kael's Spiritual Body World, an unusually fierce tug of war occurred.

However...

As a result of being eroded by the Prince of Lies's power, the outcome was predetermined; no matter how much Kael struggled, his Spiritual Body World was rapidly enveloped by the Prince of Lies's power.

Eventually, when Kael came to his senses, his Spiritual Body World was already engulfed in darkness.

"Sleep, my favored one."

In the darkness, Shirek extended his hands toward Kael, gently covering his eyes.

At that moment, an overwhelming fatigue surged forth, leaving Kael without resistance, swallowed by the darkness, sinking into a deep sleep.

After a while, when "Kael" lifted his head again in the Floating City, the public channel within the Floating City had already fallen silent.

Everyone looked at this scene with faces full of fear.

Using countless Floating Cities as base stations, with Kael's terrestrial divine kingdom, the Titan Floating City, as the center, forming the Mage Network, was a crucial element they had long conspired to use for threatening the gods.