The concept of time, in the presence of gods or dragons, had long transcended mortal measurements.
When Obsidian's will awakened from its long slumber, centuries had quietly passed.
His true form was still submerged in the vast pool of Faith Lava at the lowest level of the Divine Palace.
The golden-red Faith Lava reflected off every one of his scales, nourishing his essence.
Surging divine power coursed through his body, more immense and refined than before his slumber.
Along with the leap in his power, his Dragon body inevitably grew even more colossal.
Just his exposed spine and head were hundreds of meters high.
Fortunately, the Divine Palace itself was an extension of his will.
Upon sensing the changes in his true form, the surrounding space naturally expanded outwards, preventing any feeling of confinement.
The space of a Divine Kingdom serves the god, rather than restricts him.
The moment he awakened, his Godhood panel naturally unfolded in his mind:
Divine Name: Obsidion·Nexus·Lin
Alignment: Lawful Neutral Domains: Shadow / Dragon / Protection / Knowledge / War / Order / Light Divine Title: Flame Keeper (Secondary Divine Title pending selection)
Avatars: Ignis Scorrath (Dragon) / Ekseltus (Dragon) / Light / War / Knowledge / Shadow Godhood Level: 11
Challenge Rating: 40
Divine Emblem: Obsidian Dragon's Eye Believers: 521,384 (Click for detailed data)
Faith Intensity: Prosperous +
Divine Realm: Serakhen (Divine Kingdom)
Subordinate Deities:
* Rhunok, the King of White Mountain (Godhood Level 3)
* Neltharion, the Black Dragon Emperor (Godhood Level 0)
Blessing Authority: Fully Open (Cleric highest professional level 20)
Path of Enhancement: ① Divine Power Advancement ② Ancient Dragon Path ③ Seize Primal Force Primal Force Obtained: Life (trace), Shadow (trace), Chaos (minor), Death (trace)
He had successfully crossed that threshold, ascending to Intermediate Divine Power.
In the DnD system, this transformation meant he had gained the qualification to become a player in cross-planar games, rather than just a deity with regional influence.
Considering his identity as a Dragon God, even a Greater Deity might not hold much advantage against him.
Obsidian slowly stretched out his body, lava flowing down from the gaps between his scales.
His gaze pierced through the walls of the Divine Palace, sweeping across the entire Divine Kingdom of Serakhen.
The desolate land of the past now teemed with life.
His first focus was on the peripheral areas of the Divine Kingdom.
There, several floating platforms connected by chains and stairs were suspended, along with a passage leading directly to the bottom of the Divine Kingdom, the [Pool of Memories].
The platforms were no longer silent stone forests, but filled with the breath of 'life'—a large number of supplicant souls who had not yet passed the final trial resided there.
Most of them still retained the appearance they had at the time of their death.
The main ethnic group was Ice Trolls, but there were also some Furbolgs and Pandaren, as well as a very small number of Dragonkin and High Elf.
According to their race in life, buildings of various styles rose from the ground. These souls did not indulge in pleasure due to the abundant material conditions of the Divine Kingdom; instead, guided by Dragonkin supplicants, they underwent rigorous training in will and strength.
The battle training grounds echoed with passionate shouts;
The meditation areas shimmered with the fluctuations of soul light;
And the study areas were filled with the sound of chanting, the content being Dragon God doctrines and corresponding divine magic knowledge.
They honed themselves here, solely to face the final trial and ascend to become true Dragonkin supplicants.
Moving the perspective to the interior of the Divine Kingdom, closer to the central floating platform, there was a larger floating platform.
This was the home of all Dragonkin supplicants who had passed the trial.
If any external visitors arrived in the Divine Kingdom, their teleportation coordinates would also be forcibly set here.
These supplicants had long abandoned their mortal bodies, and under the baptism of divine grace, had transformed into scale-covered Dragonkin, their bodies faintly wreathed in golden-red divine radiance.
Their lives, apart from necessary enjoyment, almost entirely revolved around faith and duty:
Some tempered their martial skills in the training grounds, strengthening the Divine Kingdom's guard forces;
Some patrolled the periphery of the Divine Kingdom or instructed newcomers;
Others meditated in specific holy areas, continuously channeling the power of faith towards the core of the Divine Palace.
They were the backbone of Serakhen, the cornerstone of the Divine Kingdom's order.
Outside the floating platform that held the central Divine Palace, several well-located, large-scale floating platforms were deliberately left vacant.
They still retained the original topography of the Divine Kingdom—various strange rock formations.
These were reserved as places for the divine palaces of subordinate deities who might eventually pledge allegiance. Currently, only one floating platform had been activated, presenting a completely different landscape.
That was where Lennok, the King of the White Mountain's Divine Palace was located.
The floating platform had been transformed into a mountain range covered in pure snow, with a rugged temple built of glaciers and Obsidian standing at the peak.
At the entrance of the temple, a huge bear paw print was clearly visible.
In addition, one could also see the settlements built by Lunnok's supplicants—primarily Ice Trolls, but also Furbolgs and various wild bears—on the floating platform.
The King of the White Mountain's supplicants maintained a relatively primitive way of life, to embody and follow their deity's primary divine function.
They often prostrated themselves devoutly towards the temple on a daily basis, or collected essential supplies deep within the snow-capped mountains.
Occasionally, they would also form caravans and travel down the stairs to the Dragonkin's floating platform for material exchange.
Lunnok's radiance, like a steady mountain, harmoniously integrated into Serakhen.
Obsidian nodded with satisfaction; the Divine Kingdom of Serakhen was no longer just a mere prototype.
Instead, it was a stable, prosperous, and well-structured holy kingdom, fully befitting his noble status as a Dragon God.
After confirming the status of the other areas, he turned his gaze to another floating platform that had been deliberately set aside.
That was the spot Obsidian had reserved for the nascent Neltharion after he ascended to demigod status.
However, he had yet to complete his ascension ritual. Thinking of this rather unique subordinate deity, Obsidian's lips curved slightly, recalling his legendary life:
Like all Dragonkin, his Dragonkin egg successfully hatched in Dekonor.
Under Nefarian's unified guardianship, he received meticulous care.
Initially, he was just an ignorant Dragonkin hatchling, his past life's memories not yet awakened.
Recalling those years, Obsidian's smile grew even more pronounced.
For Nefarian, that time raising his own father must have been filled with inexpressible awkwardness and challenges.
Memories gradually awakened with Neltharion's growth.
When he was approximately two hundred years old, all memories belonging to Neltharion, the Dragon Aspects of Earth, and Deathwing, the World-Breaker, finally fully resurfaced.
He did not fall into chaos; instead, he displayed astonishing composure and integration capabilities.
His power steadily increased with the recovery of his memories, and his wisdom and majesty also grew day by day.
He was no longer content to remain in one corner.
As an adult, he demonstrated his leadership, persuading and leading approximately two thousand Dragonkin brethren to leave Dekonor.
That was part of the Drakkari Kingdom, and both Obsidian and Neltharion had higher expectations for the Dragonkin, not wishing them to remain dependent on others.
Thus, they headed west, crossing the desolate Dragonblight, and finally established a foothold in the Borean Tundra.
There, Neltharion led the Dragonkin through hardships, building strongholds, prosperous cities, and even a kingdom belonging to the Dragonkin.
He was enthroned as ruler with undeniable power and wisdom.
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