"Damn it! How can I be so unlucky!"
On his wooden throne, a handsome man with a great affinity for nature slammed his hand on the wooden armrest, his face contorted in anger.
The man, Sylvanus, the God of Forest, had countless forest kobolds kneeling before him, shivering in fear of their lord god's wrath.
In a trembling voice, the forest kobold hierophant pleaded, "But my lord god, none of our forces could defeat those damn wolf beastmen! Our strongest is only at Third-Order Mortal Peak Stage, while I'm only at Fourth-Order Initial Stage Mortal."
"If I were to lead the team, I don't know if there's someone stronger among the wolf beastmen, considering they dared to send Fourth-Order Late Stage Mortals as the leaders of their expedition. I could defeat them with your divine grace, but I am not certain if I can defeat their hierophant."
Hearing his hierophant's plea, rationality soon entered Sylvanus' mind. Regaining his composure, he thought about it for a while before deciding, "I still have a trump card left. I have a forbidden item that can increase your power to Fifth-Order Initial Stage Mortal for a day, but at the cost of your life."
"Are you willing to sacrifice your life for this great god?"
Listening to the great god questioning his faith and loyalty, the forest kobold hierophant immediately knelt, his forehead touching the ground. "This old and humble one will sacrifice his life for the sake of the lord god's grace!"
"I already have a successor, so the lord god can replace me with someone with higher potential! I am willing to burn this old life of mine to pave the path for the younger generation!"
Hearing the forest kobold hierophant's loyalty and devotion, Sylvanus hummed in satisfaction. "Hmm, I'll leave the rest to you."
"At worst, we'll start a divine war against that damn heretic god and kill those cultists under him."
In the Endless Void, it was common practice for demigods to label every other god as a heretic and the believers under those heretic gods as cultists. For almost all gods, everyone other than themselves was a false god, and only they were the true god.
Furthermore, this technique was useful in making their believers worship them more fervently. Even in the god forum, veteran gods suggested using this method to reinforce their believers' faith.
Only those gods who accepted subordinate status were considered true gods by their overlord, while all other gods encountered were deemed mere heretic gods.
As Sylvanus prepared for a potential divine war, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of worry. However, he kept his concerns hidden from his believers to maintain their morale.
Sylvanus sighed internally, 'I've only been a demigod for two thousand years. Unfortunately, the lifespan of these forest kobolds is short, as they are merely a low-rank race. I've only managed to amass 1,478 forest kobolds.'
'The high mortality rate and scarce resources in the Eternal Continent make it difficult. A thousand years ago, I encountered a demigod who was just a First-Turn Demigod. I was fortunate.'
'Currently, I'm at the peak of Three-Turn Demigod. I'm close to becoming a Silver Demigod, but my divinity comprehension is lacking.'
Sylvanus felt troubled, knowing that while his resources were sufficient for the transition to a Silver Demigod, his divinity comprehension was pitifully low.
To become a Silver Demigod, a Three-Turn Demigod required 2% divinity comprehension.
Sylvanus was only at 1.98% divinity comprehension.
Although he needed just 0.02% more, that small gap was a significant bottleneck. Perhaps a war with a demigod of equal power could help him break through this bottleneck and increase his divinity comprehension.
Sylvanus' divine talent was a mere white-rank plant growth ability. It allowed plants within his divine perception range to grow 50% faster, but it provided no combat advantages.
This limitation was a constant source of frustration for him, highlighting why it was classified as a white-rank talent and not higher.
Sylvanus consoled himself, thinking, 'That heretic god might just be lucky with a good starting main believer race. He might be less than a thousand years old. If he is only a Three-Turn Demigod, I am confident that I can win the divine war and thoroughly eliminate him.'
But before Sylvanus could further console himself, he perceived a large wind tornado appearing out of nowhere at the edge of his forest kobolds' territory.
The tornado engulfed the forest kobolds' base, mercilessly shredding them into mincemeat.
Noticing that his forest kobolds had already lost a hundred members and the numbers were still dwindling, Sylvanus realized that the enemy heretic god's hierophant was a Seventh-Order Epic, and even worse, a high-rank moon wolf beastman.
Slamming his hand furiously onto his wooden armrest, destroying it in the process, Sylvanus cursed, "Damn it! I might lose this divine war, but I'd lose even more if I let those damn cultists eliminate my forest kobolds any further."
Without any hesitation, Sylvanus took out a brown scroll with a golden divine light emanating from it from the treasury in the ancestral hall.
It was none other than a demigod-rank divine war scroll!
In other words, it was a divine war scroll that could be used by a minimum of a Sixth-Order Elite to force a maximum of a Nine-Turn Demigod into a divine war!
Over the course of two thousand years, Sylvanus had invested in purchasing a divine war scroll precisely for an occasion such as this.
A divine war scroll was a crucial tool, providing a strategic advantage to gods whose believers had significant combat power over gods who relied solely on their own high power levels.
For instance, Barbatos' greatest disadvantage had been that his believers' combat power couldn't keep up with his own power level. Fortunately, he was decisive enough to use his hundredfold increase opportunity to enhance Eldric's power to Seventh-Order Epic and improve his own strength.
Sylvanus, determined to turn the tide, took out the demigod-rank divine war scroll and activated it without hesitation, targeting Eldric.
As the scroll activated, the connection Eldric had with Barbatos was utilized to channel the divine war's effects.
In an instant, they all vanished from the Eternal Continent and were transported to the divine war realm!