Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God-Novel

Chapter 2009 Confused

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In previous years, it was possible to take in a genius of the mortal plane in exchange for faith.

There were two methods. The first method was for that genius to give up Faith from their own Clan. The second method was for that genius to break away from their own Clan and use their Undefeatable Spirits as a foundation for building their own Faith.

Like this, any feats the mortal plane genius accomplished on the Ancient Battlefield would in part benefit them and in part benefit the failed clan that took them under their wing by being the catalyst for Faith accumulation.

Essentially, this was why it was known as an Ancient Game. A strategy of large proportions where the points they dealt in was Faith.

The trouble is that Dyon didn't understand something fundamental. If the Heavens planned to do away with Faith entirely… Why hold this first phase at all?

Sure, geniuses could still improve here, but it wasn't like they'd suddenly become world shattering powerhouses in just a few decades or centuries, right? It wasn't like everyone could concoct half-immortal grade pills like Dyon.

At best, these geniuses would be able to snatch resources back that would help one of their Clans true powerhouses reach another level… The true benefit of the Ancient Battlefield was actually meant to be the quick accumulation of Faith.

So just what happened this time around? Why was the greatest benefit done away with? What caused the Heavens to break their own rule…?

Though Dyon was confused by all of this, he still laid out his plans with numerous contingencies. Since he wasn't certain of what caused this rule change, he also couldn't be certain that his changes to the current timeline wouldn't cause this changed rule to remain unchanged. As a result, he too had to take advantage of this time to accumulate as much Faith as he could.

Obviously, this meant he had to choose his own failed clan to latch on to. In the end, he settled on the Dwarves.

There was a reason elves appeared on the mortal plane but dwarves seemed to be nowhere to be found. Where else could they be if not the Ancient Battlefield?

Of course, much like other failed clans, they left their marks here and there. For example, Serbona, Madeleine's Legatee disciple sister, was part dwarf. However, the vast majority of their Clan had entered here.

As for why Dyon chose them, there were a few. Firstly, Dyon had heard that they too practiced their own Grand Circle Magic that intrigued him. But, this was only a minor reason. The second and true reason was that they were likely the easiest to deal with due to the fact he could communicate with them in his Elvin Form.

In the Golden Era, it was the Elves and Dwarves who acted as the pinnacle of the human race in tandem. As such, the ties between the two were incredibly strong.

If the dwarves wanted to enter the Mortal Plane once again, doing so by allying with their old friends would of course be much more pleasing to them.

That said, Dyon was still aware that it wouldn't be so easy. No relationship, especially between two massive Clans, could be completely harmonious. In the times before their destruction, Dyon wouldn't be surprised if their relationship deteriorated by a large margin.

Still, this was where Dyon had an advantage other first phase participants did not. He could risk contacting Clans he didn't have 100% certainty in because his first was large enough to do so!

Even if he misjudged the dwarves and was wrong about how they would treat him… So what? If they tried to kill him, they'd be kicking something far more than a mere steel plate.

At this point, one might wander why Dyon had entered the Ancient Battlefield alone. If there was Faith to be gained, why not allow more to gather it? The more, the better, no?

However, this wasn't true.

Firstly, Dyon didn't plan on completing all of these tasks alone. His subordinates and wives would enter the battlefield as well, it's just that they'd do so by an unconventional method. As a result, they wouldn't be recognized by the Heavens as part of this 'game'.

Secondly, one had to remember that the method of self-

accumulation of Faith was based on one's Undefeatable Spirit. Because of this, it was impossible to share this Faith with others. It could only be used by yourself.

Unless, of course… You were the Ancestor of a Clan, and especially if you were an Origin Ancestor like Dyon.

However, who could possibly be younger than 1000 years old and be an Ancestor at the same time? There was likely only 1 in history.

Thirdly, as long as they were not part of the 'game', Dyon could use his wives and subordinates to funnel Faith toward himself.

As long as his armies performed well, it would only reflect on him. Instead of spreading out through multiple individuals, it would all be accumulated by Dyon himself, thus strengthening his own Faith and the Sacharro Clan's Faith as a whole.

Simply put, though Dyon had entered alone, his Mortal Empire armies had already begun to gather in his territory to the south! Once he finished forging an Alliance with the dwarves… The games would truly begin. The source of this content ɪs ɴovᴇl_Firᴇ.ɴet

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"He entered alone?"

A gloomy atmosphere was cast over the Mist Clan. They had gained many benefits being under Dyon all of these years, and had even begun to believe that they'd be able to squeeze benefits from both sides, but with a single move, all of their plans had shattered before they could even begin.

How were they meant to contact their superiors if they couldn't enter the Ancient Battlefield? If they waited until the second phase, it might already be too late.

On the mortal plane, only Dyon knew where they failed clans would descend to, everyone else was in the dark. It would be completely random for as to where each Clan would attack. If they waited until then, it would be impossible for them to know where the Clan would descend.