Chapter 642: Chapter 631: Grand Sacrificial Ceremony Chapter 642: Chapter 631: Grand Sacrificial Ceremony The years flew by.

It had been over six years since the Black Star left Danaila. After a long journey, it finally reached the vicinity of the Song Praise Plane, where the warship slowed down, found a suitable hiding place, and stopped moving forward.

“How is it, can you contact your true self?”

Inside a room on the warship, Ivan inquired of Mavis, who had just awakened from slumber.

“No, usually it’s my true self who initiates contact. I can’t reach her.” Mavis carefully sensed for a while and then shook her head in disappointment:
“My true self has been in exile for years, her powers greatly diminished, and she is being watched by hidden enemies, so she can’t act recklessly.”

“In that case, we’ll have to enter the Elf Plane first and then find a way to contact her.”

Upon hearing this, Ivan didn’t press further. In truth, there was another important reason; they had originally agreed on a time span of a hundred years, and they were several years early.

If the other side had been in deep divine slumber, ignoring all external matters, she might not even be aware that they had begun to take action.

Compared to Mavis’s true self, Ivan had an unusually clear sense of Templer.

It was quite a coincidence, just as he was thinking about Templer, Templer happened to be summoning him using the Secret Technique. Ivan signaled to Mavis and let his consciousness project along the mystical summoning.

Upon descending into the inner depths of the Song Praise Plane, Ivan’s consciousness transformed into a shadowy figure, lifelike and vivid.

“Templer sees the honored master.”

This was evidently a secret chamber, with only Templer present inside.

Ivan scanned both inside and outside the chamber, discovering that it was situated within a temple. The temple was not large but complete, dedicated to the Knight God, indicating that Templer’s development over the years had been quite successful.

“No need for formalities, tell me about your recent situation.”

“Reporting to the honored master, the Black Star Fighting Spirit has now spread throughout the entire Frozen Bone Wilderness and has quietly reached multiple areas of the Mad Beast Kingdom. However, to be cautious, it hasn’t been spread to important cities—
As more orc warriors cultivate the Black Star Fighting Spirit, my own strength is also rising, and I should be just one step away from breaking through to the Lord Level.”

Templer dared not slack and truthfully reported the developments beneath him, which had been exceptionally smooth in recent years.

Ivan nodded slightly. Templer was his avatar, so the level of his strength couldn’t be concealed from his eyes. However, one thing was surprising: no one had caused trouble.

“The situation in this Mad Beast Kingdom is somewhat interesting,” he mused after a few seconds of silence.

“Honored master, do you mean to say there is something amiss behind this?” Templer’s face turned somewhat grim as he had been speaking with such confidence just moments ago.

“No, quite the opposite. I believe the situation is favorable for us. Someone must have sanctioned your development here or perhaps, once you truly ascend to the Lord Level, it will all become clear.”

“This—”
“Take it easy; those people are likely friends rather than foes.”

Even though the land of the Mad Beast Kingdom is barren, it is nevertheless filled with faith and divine presence. Yet, the gods here are fostering the growth of the Knight God’s influence, hinting at a deeper scheme.

Connecting this with the relationship between the Song Praise Plane and the Elf Plane, the identity of the god behind this land becomes apparent.

The reason Templer knows nothing about these people is simply that his strength is still too low to qualify as an ally. In this way, Ivan can save himself a lot of trouble.

“Templer.”

“The honored master, please give instructions.”

“Prepare well and ascend to the Lord Level.”

“Templer understands!”

Templer didn’t hesitate in the slightest regarding the honored master’s instructions.

He deeply understood his own mission and knew that if he remained at the pseudo-Lord level, he would never accomplish his mission, which was something he could not accept.

After a few more instructions, Ivan’s shadow dissipated inside the chamber.

Time passed quickly, and half a month went by.

In Weizilan State of the Frozen Bone Wilderness, recently, the city had become more and more lively. Large numbers of orcs who worship the God of Justice were arriving and settling in the city.

When the houses were full, the believers set up tents outside the city.

This was because not long ago, the great God of Justice had decreed that he would soon descend upon Weizilan State, bestowing his divine glory upon this land and upon the knights who worship him.

To this end, the temple specifically issued a summoning order, calling for believers from all directions to come participate in the grand festival and welcome the great Knight God’s descent.

Such a grand occasion could hardly be missed by a devout believer.

Another three days went by, and on this day that attracted universal attention, the grand festival began.

In Weizilan State, from the temple to the central square next to it, and throughout the surrounding streets, as well as the streets outside the city, they were filled with orcs, including Sheep-Horned People, Pig-Headed Pig People, Wolf Tribe Wolf People, Doug Tribe Dog People, Horse Tribe Horse People, and so on.

From a distance, it looked orderly.

“Our Lord Templer Marichadon, you great, just, and all-knowing Knight God, you will generously grant the Black Star Fighting Spirit to those lost in confusion—”
Under the leadership of the Legendary Knight Lu Bu, the prayers of the orcs gathered into a hymn, praising the great deeds of the Knight God, and singing the heartfelt reverence of the believers.

Amidst the intense prayers, a tall figure filled with divine radiance appeared in the sky, overlooking the entire Weizilan State.

The Knight God has descended!

Upon sensing this phenomenon, the orcs felt a fervor in their hearts, and their murmurs became more devout. One by one, threads of intangible power emerged from them, drawn into the figure in the sky.

As those threads of power gathered, the figure in the sky became ever more luminous.