SUPREME ARCH-MAGUS

Chapter 428 Stop Your Child Games, Storm God!

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but before she could finish her question, madam clark cut her off, her tone now laced with finality.

"within three months, all the resources will be dispensed to their respective locations. do not concern yourselves with this." her eyes flicked across the room, daring anyone to question her further. "and don't forget the fist mark on your arms, it exists for one reason, and one reason only: to remind you of the cause. to remind you of the price of failure." she added, her voice cold and ominous.

a heavy silence followed her words, the weight of her authority bearing down on the room. there was no more room for debate, no more questions to be asked. the fate of the nine realms was sealed with her decree, and everyone in that hall knew it.

madam clark slowly rose from her throne, her eyes sweeping over the gathered leaders one last time. "the days ahead will test your resolve, your loyalty, and your strength. but remember this: the cause will carry us through. and we will prevail."

with that, she turned and walked out of the hall, her presence lingering even as she disappeared from view. anjan followed closely behind, his massive sword held firmly in his hands, his expression as unreadable as ever.

as the doors closed behind them, the hall remained silent. the leaders, witches, and wizards present were left to ponder the weight of the decisions that had been made. the war was coming, and there was no turning back. each one of them knew that the next time they gathered in this hall, the nine realms would be a very different place.

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the volcanic mountain was alive, an unusual joy that spread from the deepest caverns to the very peak, where flames danced in harmony with the echoes of laughter.

kent's brow furrowed in curiosity. 'a message?' he wondered what it could be that required the storm god himself to deliver it.

the storm god's gaze was intense, as he began unveiling the message. "a great war is coming, brother—a war that will shake the foundations of all nine realms. the scale of this conflict is unlike anything we've ever witnessed. it will tip the balance of power, not just among mortals, but among the gods themselves. even we will be drawn into the chaos."

kent's eyes widened as the storm god's words sank in. he couldn't help but think of his parents once more, their inevitable confrontation now seeming like a mere precursor to the storm that was about to break.

the storm god continued, his voice growing more solemn. "this war will be the greatest test for us all. and it is a test that the war god himself must face. it is the final trial before he ascends to the position of the old gods."

kent felt a cold shiver run down his spine. the war god, the embodiment of battle and conflict, was preparing for his ultimate trial—a trial that would determine the fate of him.

the enormity of it all was overwhelming, but kent forced himself to focus. "what does the war god want from me?" he asked, his voice filled with determination.

the storm god's eyes softened, just a fraction. "the war god has chosen you, brother. he wants you to prepare for this war, to be ready for the battles that lie ahead. and to aid you in this, on the day of your entry into the spirit world, he has decided to promote you to the status of the pleasure god. also offering a physical body and returning her status to the lust goddess."

just as the storm god talked about the lust goddess, the soul spirit of the lust goddess rushed outside from kent's body. "stop your child games, storm god." the lust goddess angrily retorted with a cold look.

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