He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 182. White Dragon Clan Chief: Got it! As long as you know how to flatter, everyone can be a god of magic!
There was already little disagreement about the intentions of the dragons, dwarves, and even major races such as the Flower Spirits, Titans, and Giants.

This time, they witnessed more of the Dawn Cult's true power. Whether it was the existence of a true god or Ian's ability to scare away the Arrogant King with a mere gesture, they no longer had the chance to continue their deliberations.

In the coming era when the demons launch a full-scale retaliation, the only way to avoid becoming a second mermaid is to join the Cult of Dawn.

In fact, the various ethnic groups now have a fairly mature concept of comparative objects.

The merfolk, who did not promptly embrace the protection of the Dawn, though blessed by the Holy Ring of the Moon and dwelling deep in the ocean, hold a position above all other great clans.

However, when faced with a serious demon, they still have no ability to resist, and when faced with the schemes of the King of Jealousy, they can almost be described as melting instantly.

With the departure of the Sacred Ring of the Bright Moon, the clan's powerful members have been almost entirely wiped out, and their status as a major clan is in jeopardy...

The Merfolk's strength was only weaker than that of the Dragons, Elves, and Behemoths, and they were almost on par with them. Yet, they were still easily destroyed by the Demons.

What can they do when faced with a serious demon?
Compared to this negative example, there are many more positive examples worth learning from.

The winged race, which had almost disappeared from the continent of Rhodes, was favored by His Holiness the Pope after submitting to the Church of Dawn and was renamed the Angel Race.

Not only were they exonerated, but they also transformed into a renowned race within the Hundred Races Alliance, to the point that even the elves would bow down before them.

There may be no God of Magic within the Angel race, but having Ian's greatest favor and trust, they do not need a God of Magic and should enjoy the awe of all races.

Even a god of magic wouldn't dare to disrespect an ordinary angel.

Each angel represents Ian's divine authority on earth and embodies Ian's will.

This alone is enough for the angels to become the uncrowned kings.

The fundamental reason why the angels and mermaids have undergone such extreme changes lies in whether or not they have gained Ian's trust and favor.

At least the Flower Spirit Clan believed that if the King of Jealousy had targeted the Angel Clan this time, they would probably have been met with Ian's wrath the moment he showed his face.

Therefore, they need the Dawn Cult as their unparalleled backer.

Aside from these objective reasons...

Lilies and the others, who were once of similar strength, gained Ian's favor after joining the cult and instantly transformed themselves, surpassing Rodri's limits and achieving the glory of a mage.

Even in this battle, in front of the entire continent of Rhodes, he shattered the glory of the King of Envy, forging his own epic with the King of Envy's impotent rage.

Whether it's the power of the God of Magic, the even greater potential, or leaving one's most shining name in future history books.

This kind of thing...

They simply couldn't refuse.

As for the future...

It may have been pitch black before, but now it is visible and tangible.

The divine authority of the Dawn Cult is revealed. Under the leadership of the Dawn Cult, they no longer face despair, but a true war in which they are evenly matched and even have the opportunity to gain the upper hand.

From this moment on, the Hundred Races Alliance has transformed from being passively attacked and fleeing to fighting to defend its homeland.

Therefore, there is no doubt that we should submit to this theme.

Ian would not refuse to let only his voice be heard on the continent of Rhodes.

This can be considered a case of mutual affection; the two sides hit it off immediately, and the tribal chiefs knelt before Ian, accepting that Ian would grant them new rights through divine authority.

Their people were bathed in the holy light of dawn by divine radiance.

After swearing an oath to the dawn, eternally pursuing its footsteps, and steadfastly resisting the demons, everyone here became one family.

From this moment on, the Hundred Races Alliance, except for a few resentful human kingdoms and the arrogant Behemoths, was united.

All belongs to the dawn!
And these remaining forces are no longer important.

Lacia will lead the Inquisition of the Black Pillars to arrange a suitable place for them.

Ian gazed out the window, his eyes traversing the sky, his mind sweeping across the chasm, sinking into the eastern continent ravaged by the demon race.

Soon, this world will become a battlefield for the war between the Dawn God Cult and the Demon Race. The seemingly united Hundred Races Alliance will eventually be twisted into a single force under his rule.

The chaotic situation of more than two hundred years was instantly clearly divided at this moment.

After that, the only participants in the war on the continent of Rhodes were the Dawn God System and the Demon God System!

This will be an interweaving of light and darkness.

Finally, the wild continent of Rhodes will have a battle between gods and demons, just like in Western fantasy worlds.

And Ian will always be the victor.

Despite his confidence, Ian would not underestimate the demon race.

Spanning countless worlds, who knows how many divine beings the demon race has nurtured?

If nothing unexpected happens, the demons are making overall preparations for war, and he also needs to take advantage of this time of demon counterattack to quickly improve the overall strength of the Dawn Cult.

Regaining his composure, Ian looked at Roscoe and said softly:

"Roscod, in this battle you have defeated many of the Abyss and demonstrated sufficient faith. The Demons will surely launch a fierce counterattack. Are you confident that you can continue to lead from the front?"

Roscoe knelt heavily on one knee, placing his hand on his chest.

"Roscod will always be Your Holiness the Pope's sharpest spear, following your will with a spirit of life and death, fighting to the death without retreating!"

"Even if I die, I will die on the road of charging forward on your orders!"

Ian nodded with relief.

"The demons' counterattack is imminent, but I do not intend to wait for their counterattack. The era of passive defense on the continent of Rhodes is over."

"Next, let's use the blood and tears of the demons to tell them that it is they who must face the Holy Dawn's eastern expedition, and that we need more power, so..."

Under Roscoe's excited gaze, Ian took out a master-level staff.

"Roscordo".

Ian spoke calmly.

"You deserve a promotion."

Roscodor's gaze lingered on the dazzling staff, the same one that Vasti had used to ascend Vasti to godhood.

He had dreamed of this for a long time, and today, he finally won Ian over with his loyalty.

The next moment, Roscoe slammed his head heavily on the ground, his voice filled with fanaticism:

"Merciful Lord, Holy Father! Roscoe always eagerly responds to Your needs!"

Raising his hands, he accepted the staff amidst the astonished and uncertain gazes of the other tribal chiefs. The next moment, accompanied by a rapidly rising aura, Roscodor slowly stood up.

A storm of oppressive divine power brewed around him until Roscoe stood tall and proud.

The divine storm finally erupted all at once, the aura of the God of Law sweeping across without any concealment, intentionally avoiding Ian and the others before covering all the other people who had just submitted.

At this moment, Roscoe, who was already towering in their eyes, seemed to land heavily on their hearts like a colossal pillar supporting the sky.

The illusory divine essence gradually solidified, and in the perception of the Dwarf King and others, Roscodor broke free from some kind of shackle in the dark and took several steps forward bravely.

The intense aura of the divine magic began to oppress everyone; it was less a suppression of strength and more a crushing of life force.

They realized that after achieving godhood, they were no longer the same kind of beings.

Even the weakest of the god-level systems, the newly ascended God of Law, is a god to them.

and so……

The God of Law is not a realm system, but a path to godhood!

Looking into the distance, the Demon King and his companions might just be gods who have traveled a long way down this path.

And now, right in front of them, Roscoe Cordoba, who was just as good as them a moment ago, has embarked on the path to godhood that the demon kings have taken.

What is the root cause of all this?
All eyes, filled with undisguised longing, were fixed on the staff in Roscoe's hand.

Then he looked at the other people.

Lilies has it, Rock has it, Vasty has it, Lacia has it...

Almost everyone here has such a staff. Some people are not at the god level, but those at the god level definitely have such a staff!

The White Dragon Clan Chief understood.

This is not a staff at all!
It is the ladder to godhood!

With it, you can become a god!

Once they understood this, the White Dragon Clan Chief and the others were immediately filled with excitement.

I initially thought that even if I submitted to the Dawn, becoming a god would be very difficult, but now it seems...

Difficult my ass!

Become a god?

Isn't it enough to just lick it?

As long as they flatter well, His Holiness the Pope might be pleased and bestow upon them a staff, allowing them to ascend to godhood on the spot!

At this point, the White Dragon Clan Chief and the others could no longer contain themselves. After Roscodor swore allegiance to Ian, they immediately followed suit, emptying their minds of all the words they could think of to praise Ian and the Dawn.

Vasti simply smiled smugly at this.

These guys really think they can get away with just licking?

Licking is just one important factor!

He, Vashti, sold off the dragons as a sign of loyalty, and his ability to flatter was what earned him his promotion.

Lilith and Rock brought the elves with them in order to obtain the staff.

Roscoe deserves this honor only because he has made outstanding contributions.

They just joined, and they think they can become gods just by sucking up to others?

Wouldn't that make their god-level status seem worthless?

As expected, Ian did not give them the staff despite the lavish praise.

After so many years of praise, Ian has become somewhat immune to it.

Licking isn't the point; the key is to demonstrate sufficient faith!
The Flower Spirit Clan members want to become Gods of Law as soon as they join. What about the other elders of the Dawn Cult who are still waiting to become gods?
After a long while, Ian waved his hand to interrupt everyone.

"Alright, enough with the compliments, let's get down to business."

Ian looked at the four members of the White Dragon Clan and said softly:

"What are your thoughts on the formation of the Dragon Riders?"

"Dragon Riders?"

Seeing the blank expressions on the faces of the four members of the White Dragon Clan, Ian asked curiously:
Didn't Vasti tell you?

The four shook their heads. Vasti scratched his head awkwardly and whispered:
"I'm sorry, Your Holiness, I forgot..."

Ian shook his head and simply repeated the meaning of the Dragon Riders.

After a long while, the four members of the White Dragon Clan suddenly realized what was going on and turned their gazes to Vasti with a fierce look.

Now I finally understand how this guy became a god...

So, for his own wealth and glory, he sold off the entire dragon race in one fell swoop!

Becoming a god by selling out your teammates...

Truly worthy of being called the Black Dragon Clan Chief, whose face is black and whose heart is even blacker!

But to be honest, the White Dragon Clan Chief and the others did not oppose the Dragon Cavalry.

After all, they have now joined the Cult of Dawn and are obligated to follow Ian's orders. Moreover, Ian respects the dragon race and has stated that the formation of the Dragon Riders will be a two-way selection process.

Furthermore, it's only natural that the Ender Dragon is going to become the Dragon Emperor or Dragon God.

Moreover, with the outstanding warriors of Dawn forming the Dragon Riders, it is conceivable that the Dragon Riders will become a legendary army of the Dawn Cult.

It would benefit them in their desire to make the dragon race the first Dawn race after the angels, and they couldn't possibly refuse such a thing.

What truly enraged the White Dragon Clan Chief and his followers was...

By what right does Vasti represent the entire dragon race without consulting them?

and!

He Vasti sold off the dragons in exchange for wealth and glory, so what else did they sell?
Doesn't this guy consider them at all?
Don't they yearn for progress?

Wouldn't it be worth selling the entire dragon race as a package deal, just for five staffs that would allow them to become gods together?
Vasti...

Selfish!

(End of this chapter)