Chapter 552: Weak Civilizations

“Sign a contract?”

Merlin shot a puzzled look at the large sheet of contract paper. Its contents were simple, generally outlining how those who helped Legend Sith in taking over the dimension must not attack each other during this time, and so on.

“Wizard Merlin must not have seen this before. In the Shkedu Dimension, Great Legends would occasionally stumble across a masterless dimension, and enlist the help of some Spell Casters. For safety reasons, they would naturally have to sign a contract. Otherwise, no one would feel secure.”

Wizard Luce explained softly by Merlin’s side. The provisions of this contract were comprehensive, even stipulating that after Merlin had completed his tasks, he would receive the contract’s protection for a period subsequent to leaving the dimension.

Since he knew that the contract was something that would benefit him, Merlin did not hesitate, and immediately carved his mind imprint upon the contract paper. The contract instantly came into effect.

Many Spell Casters were treating this routinely. It looked like they were already familiar with these procedures.

“Alright, the contracts are signed. According to the rules, I’ll pay all of you with elemental crystal stones first!”

With a great wave of Legend Sith’s hand, a large number of elemental crystal stones split into fifty portions, flying toward each Wizard. Great Wizards received five hundred thousand elemental crystal stones while those below Great Wizards only received a hundred thousand elemental crystal stones.

Just for recruiting Spell Casters, Legend Sith had paid eleven million elemental crystal stones. This was practically the entire fortune of most Legends. If it was not to seize a dimension, Legend Sith would not have paid such a huge price.

“Hehe, we’ve got our one hundred thousand elemental crystal stones. Be careful when we’re in the dimension, and we should be able to complete things quickly!”

Wizard Luce kept the elemental crystal stones into his Spatial Ring in a pleased manner. Following that, everyone entered Legend Sith’s casting tool which was as colossal as a castle, and immediately headed toward a strange new region.

…

After an unknown period of time, Legend Sith stopped, and said in a low voice, “We’ve arrived. Everyone, disembark and get ready.”

The gigantic castle swung open its door, and all fifty Spell Casters flew out, looking at their surroundings curiously. Some Spell Casters even took out their dimension maps, trying to locate their position.

Merlin and Wizard Luce were also referring to a dimension map. On the map, this region was simply a patch of black, which meant that no Spell Casters had set foot here before. If Legend Sith had succeeded, then this location would be carved upon the dimension map.

In other words, most of the areas on the dimension map were in fact pioneered by Great Legends.

“That’s the dimension discovered by Legend Sith!”

Wizard Luce pointed at a flat, large dimension before them which was enveloped in an intense radiance. From the looks of it, it was about the same size as the Mogan Dimension.

“Everyone, I’ll give you a brief explanation of the situation in this dimension.”

Legend Sith continued softly. “In this new dimension, there’re a few hundred million people but they’re governed by a god. This god calls himself the Satsuma God and has many powerful believers who provide him with a rich source of power through faith. Fortunately, he hasn’t been born for long, only two or three thousand years. With such a short time, the amount of divinity he’s consolidated must not be much. I’ll suppress him myself, and your job is to wipe out those powerful believers under Satsuma God’s command!”

Legend Sith’s words were met with silent nods from the Spell Casters. Two or three thousand years was a long time to Spell Casters. Most Spell Casters, to start off as an Entrance-level Wizard to become a Great Legend, would only need a few centuries. A millennium was long enough, let alone two or three.

Nonetheless, to the natural gods born in dimensions, two or three thousand years was rather brief. Most powerful gods would use ten thousand years at least, as a single unit of calculation. Those gods were the truly fearsome ones, formidable enough to be a match for Honored Legends.

This Satsuma God of two or three thousand years was at best the lowliest type of god, only comparable to a Great Legend with one Maxim. Legend Sith was rather assured that he could suppress a god like this.

“Very well, follow me into the dimension!”

Presently, Legend Sith stored his castle, and led the fifty powerful Spell Casters to enter the dimension in a bold and direct manner.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh.”

One by one, these figures appeared in the vast sky. The warm sunshine lighted up the land, turning everything golden. At the moment, it was still early morning in this dimension, and there was a faint chill in the air.

Merlin noticed that this dimension mostly consisted of broad swathes of ocean and forest but cities had also been established in a few places with favorable conditions. Civilization was blooming but this civilization was merely in its beginning stages. In particular, it was ruled by the Satsuma God, and the people had become “slaves” from which the Satsuma God drew his faith.

To the god, the believers were in fact slaves!

“Do you see that massive, floating continent? That’s the Satsuma God’s shrine. Most of the powerful believers are there. All of you, destroy their shrines, and kill every powerful believer! As for me, I’ll personally suppress the Satsuma God!”

An excited look brightened Legend Sith’s eyes, following which he pointed forward. Instantly, a massive storm materialized in the sky, whistling as it swept toward the floating continent.

“Haha, this is a masterless dimension. Anything we retrieve from these natives belongs to us. Kill!”

“I haven’t seen a dimension without a master for so long. I hope this time I’ll find some rare items. These natives are all idiots, using rare items as everyday objects. They don’t know how to use them correctly.”

After seeing Legend Sith had attacked, these Spell Casters burst with excitement. Although there were dangers in entering a masterless dimension, and waging war alongside a Great Legend, was it not an opportunity for these Spell Casters?

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“Wizard Merlin, let’s move quickly or the good stuff will be gone… As we’re entering a masterless dimension, this is the only way we’ll profit besides receiving remuneration from the Great Legend…”

Wizard Luce’s eyes were faintly red with desire, and he rushed forward along with the other Spell Casters toward the floating continent.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, an imposing shadow abruptly rose up over the continent, endlessly awe-inspiring. From the figure’s mouth came a furious cry. “Wicked devils, you’ll be purged from this dimension!”

Traces of white light began to exude from the giant figure, spreading voluminously toward the floating continent. However, it was blocked by Legend Sith’s Maxim.

At the same time, countless believers emerged in dense crowds on the floating continent. Their eyes were filled with a devout glint, and they each unleashed their mighty attacks, clashing murderously against the fifty Spell Casters.

“Bang!”

With a casual fireball, Merlin killed one believer, then looked around. The disparity between the Satsuma God’s followers and the Spell Casters was far too great. Those believers did not have casting tools or fortified bodies. All they had was the power of faith.

How could they be a match for Spell Casters from a powerful faction of the Void Zone? Countless spells filled the air and blanketed the ground as they were cast, nearly shattering the entire continent into pieces.

“You devils, god will punish you, and your souls will suffer eternal anguish…”

The aged believers spat out vicious curses but these were not useful in the slightest. They looked with high hopes toward the Satsuma God, who was now in a huge crisis, being suppressed by Legend Sith using two Maxims, which slowly exhausted the god’s divinity.

Once the divinity had run out, it would be the moment when the Satsuma God was completely eliminated!

“Unlucky, I’m so unlucky. I didn’t even find a single good thing. Earlier, a Ninth-level Spell Caster incidentally recovered a Scorching Flower from a native’s body – how lucky… Wizard Merlin, what are you doing?”

Wizard Luce was vexed that he did not obtain anything good from the Satsuma God’s believers. He had realized that Merlin was staring at the piles of corpses on the ground with a wooden expression.

After a long moment, Merlin slowly said, “Wizard Luce, these believers earlier said that we’re intruders…”

Wizard Luce was slightly taken aback before he seemed to remember something. Gently, he said, “Wizard Merlin, is this your first time witnessing a scene like this? The civilizations of these dimensions are merely primitive. They’re enslaved by a god. What we need is for the entire dimension to be developed as a thriving Spell Caster civilization. We’ll spread the knowledge of Spell Casters, allowing them to become Spell Casters… After centuries and centuries, they’ll remember only our benevolence. They’ll know only that they’re Spell Casters who have gained immense strength.”

“I suppose this is called assimilation?”

Merlin suddenly interjected.

“Assimilation? Not bad, that’s not a bad word. Our Spell Caster civilization has always been doing this. However, sometimes over the centuries, we’ll encounter civilizations who can’t assimilate. For instance, there was the civilization of the Dora Demon Tribe who had worked with us very closely but they had betrayed the Spell Caster civilization in the end, and were wiped out by the Ultimate Arcane Wizard. This is the fate of weak civilizations. If the Spell Caster civilization hadn’t stepped out of the Glorious Land back then, I’m afraid we would be faced with the same fate…”

Wizard Luce did not know that the Dora Demon Tribe was not wiped out only they were trapped in the Bloodshed Universe, which was a fate more tragic than immediate extinction.

“Fate…”

Merlin glanced at the sky and fell into wordless silence. These things happened frequently. Each day, a civilization might vanish. The forces of the Spell Casters grew day by day so that they did not suffer the same fate as those weak civilizations. It had nothing to do with morality.

It was just that it was Merlin’s first time learning the “cruelty” in the expansion of the Spell Caster civilization. It was far from how picture perfect it had seemed from a distance. However, he no longer struggled with himself over this matter, and instead, directed his gaze toward the battle between the Satsuma God and Legend Sith.

The shrines on the floating continent had been demolished. The general situation was under the control of the fifty Spell Casters. As the difference in strength was too big, the Spell Casters did not have to exert themselves much.

All Spell Casters knew that the decisive factor was still the battle between the Satsuma God and Legend Sith. Gradually, the outcome became clear. After all, Legend Sith was a Great Legend with two Maxims – Wind-type and Fire-type. With the power of both Maxims, he began to gain an upper hand…

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“Boom.”

After ten days, Legend Sith pressed down with his huge hands, and the two Maxims suppressed the Satsuma God forcefully. This was merely a suppression. The Satsuma God still had divinity, which would need to be erased for the Satsuma God to truly die.

Nonetheless, the outcome had been determined. This dimension basically belonged to Legend Sith now.

“Swish.”

Legend Sith flew toward the floating continent, and said to the Spell Casters, “Not bad, all of you have destroyed the shrines so quickly. However, some believers of the Satsuma God are still scattered over this continent. All of you must kill these believers and obliterate their shrines according to the places that I’ve marked out in three days. This way, we’ll effectively defeat his faith, and he won’t be able to benefit from the power of faith.”

Legend Sith had assigned all Spell Casters their tasks including Merlin and Wizard Luce. Both of them were responsible for cleaning up all of the shrines in the northwestern region.

“The truly dangerous part has come, Wizard Merlin. With Legend Sith around, of course, it’s not risky but this task of destroying the shrines by ourselves is most dangerous. After all, this is a foreign dimension, and no one knows what it hides. It’s a good thing the areas we’re clearing are next to each other, and we can work together!”

Wizard Luce’s face grew solemn. The general battle had ended, which was not dangerous but this individually assigned mission of clearing the shrines was the true threat.

Fortunately, the area he was assigned was next to Merlin’s. With Merlin around, Wizard Luce felt much safer.