Chapter 39: Beirut's Prophecy (End of Book 11)
“Grandpa Beirut, you already know everything?” Bebe immediately shot over.
Beirut chuckled as he hugged Bebe, nodding. “I manage this Necropolis of the Gods on behalf of the lofty Sovereigns, so of course I know what happens here.” Beirut cast a meaningful glance at Linley.
Linley had some understanding in his heart.
Perhaps…
Those three divine sparks had been placed by Beirut. If it had been Olivia who broke through to the eleventh floor and succeeded, perhaps the divine sparks would have become the three attributes of ‘Light, Darkness, and Destruction.’
Of course, these were just Linley’s guesses.
“Linley.” Beirut looked at Linley with a faint smile. “I believe you already have some vague understanding of the divine realm. You’ve touched the threshold of godhood.”
Linley nodded, but inwardly he thought, “It seems Beirut knows everything that happened in the Necropolis of the Gods. This Beirut… must be the ‘steward’ of the Sovereigns, specifically in charge of this Necropolis.” Linley also understood.
The Necropolis of the Gods was merely a small game for the Sovereigns. They simply sent a subordinate to manage it.
But even a casually dispatched subordinate of a Sovereign was an existence that Linley and the others could only look up to.
“If my prediction is correct, within ten years, you should be able to reach the divine realm,” Beirut said.
Linley’s ‘Profound Truths of Velocity’ contained the two realms of ‘Fast’ and ‘Slow.’ If Linley fully comprehended the ‘Profound Truths of Velocity,’ meaning he completely understood and merged both realms, he would then be at the level of a Demigod.
“Ten years?” Linley mused, nodding slightly.
This pace was similar to what he had imagined.
Nearby, Desri, Fain, and the group of experts were all shocked as they looked at Linley. They had clearly understood Beirut’s meaning. Linley could actually reach the divine realm without relying on a divine spark, purely through his own comprehension, and within ten years.
After all, even if Linley had started training at birth, it would only be a little over fifty years.
Adding ten years, that would be just over sixty years. Reaching the divine realm purely through one’s own efforts in just over sixty years!
“But Linley, don’t relax. This young man named Olivia might have even greater potential than you,” Beirut said with a faint smile, turning to look at Olivia.
Upon hearing this, Desri, Tulily, and the other experts were somewhat stunned. Linley being strong was one thing. After all, his performance in the Necropolis of the Gods… his strength surpassed theirs, and he had obtained a divine spark alone on the eleventh floor. They accepted that.
But this Olivia…
Linley was also somewhat surprised.
“Lord Beirut,” Olivia said, bowing.
Beirut nodded with a smile. “You’re quite lucky. The fusion of Light and Darkness, yet your soul didn’t perish… I have traveled through many planes. A situation like yours is truly rare, extremely rare! I’m almost envious of your talent.”
Olivia’s expression shifted slightly. Although Beirut hadn’t said it outright, Olivia could tell that Beirut knew his secret!
“Can this Beirut observe my soul?” Olivia was somewhat shocked. He didn’t know… that Beirut’s strength was so great that he could easily examine others’ memories without them even noticing. Knowing Olivia’s soul was nothing to him.
Linley also looked at this Olivia.
“This Olivia. Back then, when he encountered the Eye Sovereign, he fell victim to the Eye Sovereign’s technique. I was completely helpless, but Olivia was able to break the Eye Sovereign’s move.” Regarding that scene, Bebe had later told Linley about it.
At the time, the Eye Sovereign had also been very surprised by Olivia’s soul.
“Based on your rate of progress, if my prediction is correct, at the slowest, fifty years, and at the fastest, ten years, you too will be able to reach the divine realm,” Beirut said calmly.
“No wonder this Olivia was confident enough to say he would challenge me after a few years of training.” Linley felt a hint of anticipation. Previously, when Olivia had said this, Linley, having comprehended the ‘Profound Truths of Velocity,’ hadn’t paid it much attention. He had only politely agreed.
Now, Linley was looking forward to it.
Desri, Fain, Rosalie, and the group of experts felt their hearts twitch violently.
The gap!
They had all trained for thousands of years, but compared to Linley and Olivia, the gap was enormous.
“Lord Beirut, when do you think we will reach the divine realm?” Desri asked respectfully. Rosalie, Tulily… including the two Six-Eyed Golden Lions and the Black-Armored Giant Scorpion, all looked at Beirut with longing, hoping to get his judgment.
With Beirut’s strength, judging the level of a Saint-level expert was a simple matter.
“You?” Beirut glanced at them casually. “You reaching the divine realm? Hmm, at the fastest, a day or two…”
Tulily, Desri, and the group of experts’ eyes lit up.
“At the slowest, countless eons.” Beirut’s next sentence left Tulily and the others completely stunned. Their desire to become gods was beyond doubt, a pursuit spanning thousands of years, yet they had never succeeded.
Beirut shook his head with a smile. “You little ones, geniuses do exist. Linley and Olivia are both considered geniuses, and the profound truths they cultivate are stronger than yours.” Beirut spoke in a lecturing tone.
And Desri, Fain, and these experts who had trained for thousands of years were like obedient children, listening to the lesson.
“Your vision is too narrow. You must understand… in this vast, boundless space, there are countless material planes. Your vision is limited to just one plane, the Yulan Continent. Geniuses? The geniuses I know of include those who comprehended and reached the divine realm within ten years of birth, and also those who trained for tens of millions of years yet remained stuck at the Saint level.”
Linley and Olivia were dumbfounded.
Reaching the divine realm within ten years of birth? That was too insane. Was it some divine beast race? But even divine beasts, like Bebe, took nearly a hundred years just to reach adulthood.
“Linley, Olivia.” Beirut looked at the two of them. “The Yulan Continent has existed for countless years, and the experts born within it are too numerous to count. Of course, at least in the last hundred thousand years, you two can be considered the most outstanding.”
Linley and Olivia felt no pride.
“But if you look across the countless planes, there are far more geniuses than you.” Beirut sighed. “There are some geniuses that even I find astonishing.”
Linley and Olivia both nodded slightly. At their current level, their horizons had also broadened.
“And some races are naturally extremely powerful. For example, the races you encountered in the Necropolis of the Gods, like the Eye Sovereign race, and that ‘Rashabel’… these races are born strong. In the countless planes, there are all kinds of wonders.” Beirut looked at the group of experts led by Desri.
Desri and the others felt a bit bitter inside.
“If you’re strong, don’t be complacent. And Fain, don’t underestimate yourselves either. After all, on the Yulan Continent, you are already the pinnacle of existence. Among the countless planes, there are those who have trained for tens of millions of years without reaching the divine realm. There are far more who are inferior to you.”
Desri, Fain, and the group of experts could only smile bitterly.
There were many stronger than them, and many weaker.
“The most important thing is to have confidence in yourselves,” Beirut said solemnly. “I’ve noticed that deep down, you’ve already begun to doubt yourselves. You’ve been stuck at the Saint-level limit for so long, so you’ve placed all your hopes on divine sparks?”
“Wrong!”
Beirut shook his head. “You doubt yourselves. Without a firm, unshakable belief, how can you break through to the divine realm?”
Desri, Fain, and the group of experts were shaken.
Indeed. They had all placed their hopes on divine sparks, and deep down, they had begun to doubt themselves.
“But Linley and Olivia are different. They believe in themselves. They believe they can train to the very peak, and they have truly been advancing and breaking through all along,” Beirut said with a sigh.
This was indeed the truth. Linley had always wanted to explore the limits of training, and he had never doubted his own abilities. As for Olivia, when he had left the ‘O’Brien Empire’ and first arrived at the Arctic Icefield, still weak, he had dared to say he would challenge Rutherford.
And now, knowing that Linley had returned with a divine spark from the eleventh floor, he still dared to say he would challenge Linley in the future.
Confidence!
Both Linley and Olivia were full of self-confidence, and they were also very hardworking.
If you doubted yourself, breaking through would be too difficult.
“Thank you, Lord Beirut.” Desri and the others had some understanding.
Beirut said calmly, “In the Necropolis of the Gods, having experienced life-and-death situations several times, haven’t you gained any insights? The edge of life and death is the best place to stimulate potential and comprehend breakthroughs. Unfortunately, you never believed in yourselves.”
“Alright, everyone, leave the Necropolis of the Gods,” Beirut said.
Linley and the group of experts then entered the new passage that Beirut had created, directly leaving the tenth floor.
…
Outside the Necropolis of the Gods, it was the seabed.
As soon as they came out, Linley and the others noticed that on the walls of the second, fifth, and tenth floors of the Necropolis of the Gods, black passages had appeared. Clearly… there were Saint-level experts inside those three floors.
“Huh? The War God, the High Priest, Dylin, and Hise…” Linley immediately spotted the four divine-level experts in the distance.
At this moment, a large group of experts had gathered outside the Necropolis of the Gods. For example, Higginson and the others. Besides the ten experts who had been on the tenth floor with Linley, there were nearly twenty more from the fifth and second floors. Among them was a familiar figure…
“Barker!” Linley’s eyes widened, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.
“Lord Linley!” Barker also saw Linley and immediately flew over in surprise.
Linley excitedly gave Barker a bear hug. If Barker had truly died, Linley would have found it very difficult to face Gates and the others when he returned, let alone Barker’s children and wife.
“Barker, you’re not dead!” Bebe flew in front of Barker, exclaiming.
Barker also laughed.
At this moment, outside the Necropolis of the Gods, experts who knew each other were talking. Some were personal disciples of the War God’s school, some had hidden on the second floor, some on the fifth floor. In short, they had all managed to survive.
“Barker, back then on the third floor, how did you escape in the end?” Linley immediately asked.
Barker shook his head. “I’m puzzled myself. At the time, the Basalisk woke up and killed a large number of Saint-level experts. Actually, I had no idea if you, Lord Linley, had escaped or not. I didn’t see clearly either.”
Linley nodded slightly.
“But, after the Basalisk killed all the other Saint-level experts on the third floor, it directly swung its tail and struck me.”
Linley’s heart trembled. Although Barker was still alive and well, just imagining the scene was terrifying. A tail strike from the divine beast Basalisk, and Barker hadn’t died?
“But strangely enough, that tail strike from the Basalisk sent me flying a great distance. I couldn’t move at all, as if I was bound by invisible ropes. When I landed… it was incredibly coincidental that I fell directly into the passage leading back to the second floor.” Barker himself found it hard to believe.
Linley and Bebe were dumbfounded.
“Hey, hello there.” A frivolous voice sounded. A strange green-haired youth suddenly appeared beside Linley and the others.
Linley, Barker, and Bebe were all startled as they looked at the green-haired youth beside them. He had walked over, and they only noticed him when he spoke.
“Linley, right?” The strange green-haired youth laughed heartily. “Not bad, managing to obtain a divine spark on the eleventh floor. You’re awesome, kid!” As he spoke, he ruffled Linley’s hair twice. Linley tried to dodge but found his body unable to move.
“Divine Domain!” Linley was shocked.
Besides the four divine-level experts, there was another divine-level expert?
“Tarosa, come here.” Beirut called from a distance.
The strange green-haired youth immediately obediently ran over, laughing, “Lord Beirut, let’s hurry back to the Yulan Continent. I haven’t been back in a long time. I miss home terribly.”
At this moment, all the experts were looking at this strange green-haired youth with confusion. Who was he?
Beirut looked around at the assembled experts and said calmly, “Let me introduce you. This is Tarosa. Many of you have seen him before. He is also the manager of the first eleven floors of the Necropolis of the Gods, that sleepy divine beast, the ‘Basalisk.’”
“Basalisk?” Many experts were startled, and their gazes towards ‘Tarosa’ became filled with awe, while also harboring some resentment.
After all, many experts had been killed by Tarosa.
“I know all four of you. I’ve known Catherine for a long time, an old acquaintance. Oh, this one is O'Brien, and this one is Hise, right?” Tarosa said with a grin.
O'Brien and Hise didn’t dare say anything, knowing that Tarosa was a Demigod!
Linley and the others also understood. This Tarosa was probably meeting O'Brien and Hise for the first time. He had only met Catherine in the past.
“Woo~~~ Dylin, my dear brother, you’re really lucky to have escaped from the Gobada Plane Prison. The thing that makes me happiest about coming out this time is seeing you. Let us brothers have a warm embrace.” As he spoke, ‘Tarosa’ went over to give Dylin a hug.
But Dylin frowned and dodged over to Beirut’s side.
At this moment, Dylin was not in a good mood because one of his second sons had died. And the first eleven floors were managed by this ‘Tarosa.’ However, he also knew that Tarosa couldn’t break the rules. A little leniency was possible.
But if he deliberately saved someone on a certain floor, that wouldn’t be allowed. Violating the Sovereign’s rules would mean even a Highgod would fall.
“Tarosa, stop messing around,” Beirut said coldly. Tarosa immediately fell silent and obediently stood behind Beirut, but he still turned his head and winked at Barker. Barker now knew… that this ‘Tarosa’ was the Basalisk.
The Basalisk that had spared his life!
“Everyone, prepare to set off. We’re returning to the Yulan Continent,” Beirut said calmly.
“Yes, Lord Beirut!” All the experts responded in unison.
Immediately, under Beirut’s leadership, Tarosa and the other four divine-level experts, along with thirty Saint-level experts, embarked on the journey back to the Yulan Continent.
And this day was the 34th day of the 1034th year of the Yulan Calendar. Compared to the day Linley and the others had arrived, a full ten years had passed!