I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means

As soon as the voice fell, Lis and Evar quickly raised their weapons toward the direction of the palace.

The sound had indeed come from that direction.

"There's no need to be so tense,"

the ancient voice calmly resounded.

"I mean no harm."

Then, within their line of sight, a somewhat ethereal pale figure slowly emerged at the grand doors of the palace, its body floating in mid-air.

Upon seeing that this figure did not possess a flesh-and-blood body but rather seemed to be a soul-like existence akin to ghosts,

it appeared to be an elderly person, with a slightly hunched body. The face was aged, with wrinkles layering like ravines.

This figure was dressed in a pristine white robe, adorned with more intricate and beautiful cyan and blue designs than the Prayers Lis had encountered before. These unique and charming patterns closely matched the style of the palace here, both divine and elevating in their spiritual grace.

The ancient gaze of the figure calmly met that of Lis and Evar without any movement.

Evar, sensing that the elderly apparition appearing before them seemed to harbor no ill will, ventured to ask:

"Who are you?"

"Why are you in this place?"

The elder looked at them, his eyes filled with the colors of time.

"I am Ansel, the Main Priest of the Divine Temple here."

"Has it been so long since My Lord left, that finally others have come here?"

Hearing this self-proclaimed spirit of Ansel speak sentimentally, Evar remained vigilant:

"You said this place is a divine temple, but which deity?"

Lis stood silently to the side, his Magic Wand in his grasp.

Although he had learned from the System that this island was a remnant of Storm and Thunder God Ansel, he had not shared the deity's name with Evar, as it was not necessary to reveal too much.

However, now was a good time to see exactly what this spirit was about.

It seemed this spirit, having a mind of its own and able to exist at the core of this island, was not someone simple.

"My Lord, the great [Storm and Thunder God Ansel]!"

As Ansel recited the name of the deity, he seemed to be much more fervent and devout, as if venerating the deity from the bottom of his heart.

"Lord Lis, what do you think?"

Seeing this, Evar turned his gaze to Lis.

When it came to entities of a higher order, Evar's knowledge and insight were lacking, and he could not discern the truth of Ansel's words.
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Lis nodded slightly and looked toward Ansel.

"I have never heard of this deity's name, nor have I heard of such an entity."

Lis concealed the fact that he knew about this deity from the System,

"That's only natural!"

Ansel's face naturally expressed a deep melancholy.

"I do not know how many long years have passed in the outside world, but it seems in the Human Kingdom countless generations have changed already."

"In the absence of My Lord, naturally, no one would remember His revered name."

"Are you saying that the deity Ansel has already fallen?"

Lis asked promptly, closely observing Ansel's expression.

After a long silence, Ansel slowly admitted:

"Yes, although I am not sure, it was probably caused by My Lord's enemy, that [Lord of Storm], I suppose."

The Lord of Storm, was it really due to a battle for the Divine Domain?

Lis noted this, guessing nearly as much, and then continued to probe:

"So what exactly is this island?"

"If the deity you served has fallen, why are you still unharmed?"

Normally, speaking so directly to a deity's follower would be somewhat offensive, but Ansel in front of them didn't seem to mind.

"This is a small part of My Lord Ansel's Divine Country, including this temple of My Lord Ansel."

"If possible, I would have wished to follow My Lord in passing, but right now I cannot, as I still have duties to fulfill."

After finishing his words, Ansel did not stop to wait for questions from Lis but looked instead toward Evar behind Lis.

As Ansel raised his withered right hand, a trail of cyan-blue light emerged from Evar's strong body, swirling around him.

"What is this?"

Evar was somewhat surprised, having never seen such a scene before, and immediately looked toward Ansel who was not far away.

"Welcome back, Lord Evar!"

Ansel bowed slightly to Evar and then the phenomena around his body slowly subsided.

After feeling around for a while and ensuring his body was normal, Evar immediately inquired:

"So, is that special power inside my body your doing?"

"What exactly is that power?"

"Why do you recognize me?"

He asked several questions in succession, touching on matters that greatly concerned him, especially regarding the Special Power he had acquired from this island before.

This was also why he was so eager to return to the island!

"Please, don't hurry, Lord Evar."

Ansel's body slowly moved in mid-air, arriving before Evar.

Lis also discreetly stepped aside, calmly observing everything that was happening.

Despite Ansel's frail, spirit-like body floating in mid-air, looking as though a mere breeze could scatter it apart, both Lis and Evar dared not let their guard down.

No matter what was said, anyone appearing in such a place could not be simple.