Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

A barely perceptible hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the three tomb owners. Cohen did not refuse directly, but instead raised specific concerns.

In his view, this was a clear sign that his resolve was beginning to waver, and he pressed his advantage, using a grander "vision" to break down the other party's last psychological defenses:

"That's exactly what I wanted to say. You are the child of prophecy and should be able to predict the future situation."

The entire continent is about to be plunged into a life-or-death battle, with those high and mighty gods fighting for their faith, for their territories, and even for a sliver of elusive power.

A battle far more brutal than any ordinary war is about to erupt.

How long do you think this seemingly stable alliance of gods can last?
Faced with absolute interests and survival, so-called alliances are nothing more than fragile pieces of paper.

We, the Black Tomb, won't even need to lift a finger; they'll fight each other to the death until the entire pantheon collapses.

By then, you should have your own judgment on who will truly stand until the end.

Despite these highly impactful remarks, Cohen remained remarkably calm.
"You're talking too far ahead. I am still the chosen one of prophecy by the God of Prophecy."

My soul bears the divine mark of the god of prophecy.

If I chose to betray the gods, I wouldn't need to wait for that distant divine war you mentioned.

With just a simple oracle from the god of prophecy, I would be doomed.

A rare moment of hesitation crossed the face of the third tomb owner, his eyes flickered slightly, and after a moment of silence, he lowered his voice and slowly said:

"You don't need to worry about that at all. As long as you agree to cooperate, we can help you erase the divine mark from the God of Prophecy!"

Upon hearing this, Cohen's pupils contracted slightly, and a storm of emotions surged within him.

To erase the divine mark of the God of Prophecy?
The information contained behind this short sentence is appalling.

If he is indeed the chosen son of prophecy appointed by the god of prophecy, then the mark deep within his soul is the strongest divine shackle, directly connected to the divine being himself.

To break free from this control would be tantamount to directly challenging the majesty and power of a supreme deity.

Without a doubt, the one who intervened must be a deity of the same level as the god of prophecy.

Only the top-ranking "kings" among the seventy-two demons of Solomon could achieve this.

Aside from the fallen Third Prime Evil Vassak, there remains Baal, one of the Four Pillars who holds the highest rank and wields lightning and authority.

Second in rank is Agares, one of the four supreme pillars who command the Legion of Hell.

And Samigina, one of the Four Pillars of the Supreme Being, ranked fourth and in charge of the mysteries of death and the soul.

Could it be that the Black Tomb has now managed to contact and summon these three main god-level demons located at the very top of the Abyss Pyramid?

But that's simply impossible.

Although the war between gods and demons ended a long time ago, the world of gods has relaxed its surveillance of the demon gods.

However, the Order pantheon has never truly relaxed its defenses against "kings" of the Supreme Four Pillars level.

Especially the God of Space, the elemental god who governs the laws of space.

Its divine power woven a surveillance network that almost covered the entire outer perimeter of the Abyss. How could Baal, Agares, or Samigina have the opportunity to establish such close connections with the Black Tomb in the Prime Material Plane?
unless……

An even more terrifying thought suddenly surfaced in Cohen's mind.

Unless the demons are hiding a fifth "king" whose power is comparable to that of the main god!
Or perhaps a demon god ranked lower has already quietly ascended to that level.

This is a shocking secret that could shake the entire Alliance of Gods!

Cohen forcibly suppressed the fear and turmoil in his heart, a cold smile full of doubt appearing on his face:

"Third tomb master, what do you take me for?"

I am the chosen one of prophecy by the God of Prophecy himself.

I know the power of the God of Prophecy far better than you do, your three so-called 'kings': Baal, Agares, and Samigina.

Which of their true forms wasn't sealed away at the deepest part of the abyss by the Space God, one of the seven elemental gods, with supreme divine power?

They couldn't even send out a wisp of their divine thought; how could they possibly overcome all the barriers to erase the mark from another supreme god for me?

The three tomb owners smiled mysteriously and slowly uttered a name:
"Belial".

Cohen's pupils dilated in shock; a sense of horror from the depths of his soul made his eyes widen, as if he had heard a forbidden name that should only exist in ancient myths.

Belial!
The first Demon King, the Lord of Lies, the embodiment of sloth!

In the oldest and most ancient texts, even those deliberately sealed away by the gods, this name represents the most primordial sins and evils at the beginning of chaos.

But what truly terrified Cohen was Belial's other, even more terrifying identity—he was King Solomon, the contracted mount of the supreme being who ruled over the seventy-two demons.

He was also the actual creator of the entire Seventy-Two Pillar Demon God system.

Legend has it that Belial and King Solomon signed a covenant of life and death that was far more inseparable than the usual master-servant contract.

The life-and-death pact between Cohen and the Elf Queen Virekis, which originated from the ancient Elven race, evolved from this pact.

However, regardless of the game's background that Cohen knew in his previous life, or all the official history and secrets that he could find in this life.

Both clearly state that Belial and King Solomon had already perished in the ultimate battle of the first generation of gods that swept across the entire multiverse.

It was after their fall that the seventy-two demon gods gradually broke free from control and formed the forces that are now scattered across various planes.

This is a widely accepted historical conclusion.

But now the three tomb owners are claiming that Belial is not dead. If Belial is really not dead, then according to the contract of sharing life and death.

This also means that King Solomon may still exist in some unknown corner of the world.

That was King Solomon!
The "king" in this context does not refer to a monarch in the ordinary sense.

Rather, he is the supreme king of the entire multiverse, a legendary being who once ruled over countless planes and whose presence even gods had to bow before.

King Solomon ruled over countless eras in the multiverse, establishing a vast divine kingdom spanning thousands of planes.

Under his rule, even many of the first gods had to temporarily lower their proud heads. However, his long reign eventually led to rebellion.

When the pent-up discontent of the early gods reached its peak, a devastating rebellion swept across the entire multiverse.

Ultimately, after paying an unimaginable price, King Solomon and his inseparable contracted demon king, Belial, both perished in the divine war that reshaped the order of the universe.

Cohen took a deep breath, intending to ask for more details, but the Third Tomb Master's expression suddenly changed drastically, and his previously composed face, which had been in control of everything, was now filled with deep horror.

Almost at the same moment, Cohen also heard Vireikis's ethereal voice:
“An extremely terrifying divine thought has crossed the multiverse to interfere.”

It must be the deity mentioned by the three tomb masters earlier, who sensed that his true name was being called by mortals.

The thought was projected across endless time and space.
And he's also noticed my presence, so you probably can't keep trying to get information out of him."

Cohen's heart sank.

He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, but a flash of understanding appeared in his eyes.

It seems the three tomb owners were not lying; King Solomon's contracted demon beast, the demon king Belial who should have perished long ago, is indeed still alive.

If Belial is not dead, then King Solomon, who once ruled the multiverse and had a pact of life and death with him, is probably also...

Cohen suppressed the turmoil surging within him and asked in a low voice:

"Is it dangerous?"

Virekis quickly replied:

"It was just a divine thought projection that crossed a distant star plane, and his true body should be very far away from the main plane, so the power that could be transmitted was negligible."

This is more like a warning to the three tomb owners.

The words had barely left his mouth when the Third Tomb Master let out a roar of shock and rage, his eyes instantly turning blood red as he stared intently at Cohen, showing none of the composure expected of a saint.

"You bastard, how dare you use such despicable means to trick me into revealing information!"

Seeing that his plan had been completely exposed, Cohen simply stopped pretending. The feigned seriousness and hesitation on his face vanished instantly, and he asked with great interest:
"Belial, the first Demon King."

He's still alive! If this news gets out, the entire world of gods will probably be shaken!

The faces of the three tomb owners were so dark and gloomy that they could drip water.

He finally realized what a fatal mistake he had made in his emotional state.

A chilling killing intent mixed with the terrifying pressure of a Saint-level being emanated from his body.

Almost simultaneously, the night sky high above, obscured by the smoke of battle, suddenly underwent a strange change.

One hundred previously dim stars suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light, as if illuminated by an invisible hand, and moved swiftly across the sky.

Ultimately, the outline of a magnificent, solemn starry sanctuary exuding an aura of endless antiquity and holiness was drawn.

This star temple, constructed from a hundred golden stars, seemed to have descended from another dimension, emerging from the depths of the void sky.

The moment it appeared, the entire continent trembled.

Hundred-Star Saint!
This is the peak of the Saint level, an unparalleled existence only one step away from the ethereal realm of demigods.

Just as the Starry Sky Temple, outlined by a hundred golden stars, was about to completely solidify, and the saintly aura of the three tomb masters enveloped the entire battlefield, a sudden change occurred.

A vibrant green light seemed to shoot from the depths of the universe, dimming even the starlight in its path.

Before anyone could react, the emerald light struck the most central and most dazzling main star of the Hundred Star Temple with perfect accuracy.

The newly formed Starry Sky Temple trembled violently, and the stars instantly dimmed.

The three tomb owners shuddered as if struck by lightning.

He stared intently ahead, where a figure shrouded in a hazy light had appeared sometime earlier.

Who exactly is this person who could force me to retreat with a single blow?

He had just learned from Belial's warning across time and space that a powerful figure was lurking nearby.

But he never expected that this "strongman" was so strong that he could defeat him in one blow.

Who is this person?

Demi god?

The idea was rejected by the Third Tomb Master himself as soon as it came to mind.

As someone who stands at the pinnacle of sainthood and has touched the threshold of demigodhood, he has dealt with the few demigods on the continent.

He had personally experienced or carefully studied their strength characteristics and fighting styles.

However, the way this mysterious person attacked and the nature of his power were completely different from any demigod he knew.

Could it be some ancient being who has always lived in seclusion?
Or are they invaders from another dimension?
Countless thoughts flashed wildly through the mind of the three tomb masters, but they could not find a single reasonable explanation.

An unprecedented fear quietly gripped the heart of this Hundred-Star Saint, a high-ranking member of the Black Tomb.

For the first time, he felt as if things had completely slipped out of his control and were sliding into an unpredictable abyss.

Cohen's power and influence were already enough to make Black Tomb feel troubled, and now there was such a mysterious and powerful figure standing behind him.

The three tomb masters' gazes were deeply imprinted on Cohen, their eyes filled with surprise, fear, and a hint of indescribable frustration.

He found that he could never seem to understand the young king.

Just when he thought he had figured out the other party's cards, a new and even more shocking force would always emerge from an unexpected corner.

At this moment, he finally understood why Cohen dared to step into this battlefield far from Effie so confidently.

It wasn't just because of that elusive orc legion, but also because behind them stood a mysterious being that even he, a hundred-star saint, couldn't see through.

This trump card was hidden far too well! (End of Chapter)