Chapter 307: Setting Sail Again

The goddess descended without summoning any church clergy; instead, a foreign noble received her private audience in the temple. What did this signify?
When Donald stepped out of the temple, all the clergy members bowed to him respectfully. All signs indicated that their great goddess Eilwen had come for this young mage. This forced even the followers of the agricultural goddess cult to show respect.
Donald didn’t say much to these members of the agricultural goddess church. In a hurry to return, he merely gave a few words to the archbishop leading them before disappearing from before the temple.
Two hours had passed since the appearance of that young man and Donald’s disappearance. Many in the camp were very worried, but those around Donald, comforted by the elder mage Maelthor, though uneasy, showed no signs of disturbance. The fact that those powerful mages continued to focus on their research calmly served to reassure everyone.
However, one person in the group behaved differently. The magic sword Calair, which had felt extreme fear and lost its strength when facing that suddenly appearing youth, grew impatient. Donald was one of his few friends in this world. As a legendary warrior, he couldn’t even offer any help to his friend, forcing the highly proud Calair to watch as Donald faced the threat alone. This was particularly unbearable for Calair.
Among the people brought by Duri, many with ulterior motives had tried to speak up several times, but Duri knew that his success this time depended on Donald, the lord of Dalaran. Without his help, he couldn’t defeat his elder brother Andrew, so he ignored their suggestions.
When Donald reappeared in the camp two hours later, everyone gathered around him.
“It’s fine! It’s good that Master and Kelthas are here. The rest may go about their own business,” Donald said with a smile, waving his hand to send them away before entering the tent with his trusted subordinates.
Duri was happy to see Donald back but wisely didn’t disturb him at that moment.
“It’s good you’re back!”
The elder mage said just that. Though his words were brief, his concern was evident.

“I’ve worried everyone, but this turned out to be an unexpected event I hadn’t anticipated. Still, there’s a reason for it—let’s consider it a lesson! Something like this basically won’t happen again.”
Then Carlisle asked coldly, “Who was that just now?”
He had always fought to the end against enemies and had never shown such cowardice before. Filled with determination, he pressed for information about the enemy, intending to challenge that guy again once he grew stronger.
“That was the Sea God Bassetdo. But now, this Sea God is no longer a threat; in fact, he’s even an ally of ours. Of course, he can’t be used casually!”
Everyone was shocked upon hearing this.
“Good heavens!”
“He’s actually a true god!”
Abel, the half-human assassin, said with mock frustration, “I really regret not taking a closer look earlier. Otherwise, I could have said I’ve seen what a true god looks like!”
Hintia, who was already on good terms with Carlisle and the others, joked, “Be content, dwarf! If you’d known it was a true god, you might have been too scared to even hold your dagger!”
With these two easing the atmosphere, everyone’s concern after hearing about the true god diminished somewhat.
Only after Donald explained how he had relied on the Agricultural Goddess did everyone understand fully. They all felt sympathy for the Sea God’s plight and then burst into laughter.
Only Carlisle said firmly, “The Sea God Bassetdo, huh? One day in the future, I’ll reach that level, and then I must meet him!”
No one thought Carlisle was bluffing. As a descendant of a true god, he indeed had the potential—becoming a powerful demi-god shouldn’t be too difficult. The divinity that those who were stuck at the peak of legend lacked, Carlisle possessed from birth.
Only those who have experienced it know how difficult it is for mortals to absorb and integrate divinity—probably only slightly less difficult than mastering divinity on their own.
This is also why there are so few powerful demi-gods in the entire main world.

Divinity is the embodiment of laws, an opportunity to break through the limitations of the legendary realm, and the key to the path to true gods. To integrate existing divinity, aside from the difficulty of capturing it in the first place, even the test posed by the power of laws contained within it is enough to eliminate over 99% of mortals who dare to step into the divine realm. Few mortal souls can withstand the power of divinity, not to mention competing with the soul imprint left by its original owner—only those who win can become its new masters.

Donald, this once-in-a-thousand-years anomaly, is not among them. With the help of the Book of Truth, he first overcame those most difficult steps, and the divinity he obtained was pure, containing only his own spirituality without any other will. Even so, there are still few mortals capable of integrating their souls with divinity.

As for those who attempt to gather divinity by directly comprehending the power of laws, the challenge is even greater—they must face the test of the World Will. Only those who have mastered the laws to a semi-divine level can succeed smoothly. Semi-divine beings generally already possess divinity and thus need not acquire it through comprehension; they only need to strengthen their already ignited divine flames to reach the stage of forming a divine essence.

Although self-comprehension of divinity will grant far greater growth potential in the future compared to ordinary semi-divines, this path is the most difficult for ordinary legendary warriors, far less straightforward than refining existing divinity.

After explaining the process of this journey, Donald and the others emerged from the tent, and the mages resumed working on adjusting the flying magic ship.

Since the major modifications were already complete, the remaining adjustments were much easier. In just over half an hour, the design changes were finished, leaving only the actual adjustments and test flights. Thus, the massive magic ship was set free once again by Donald.

The adjustment time was not long—just about the duration of a meal. Donald originally planned to finish the adjustments early in the morning and load nearly 300 people aboard for the first flight. Due to the delay caused by the Sea God Bassetdo, it took more than two hours, and it was now nearly noon before completion.