"Is it possible for a being at the G.o.d realm to still be a slave to the soul imprint of its creator? Once they get to the level of their creator, they shouldn't be easily erased by their creator" Derik spoke thoughtfully.

"When a being makes it to the G.o.d realm, he or she changes entirely, creating what we call a G.o.d soul… becoming an independent being just like the creator… I know what you are thinking, so stop it… The creators ain't dumb! Let me ask you something… If you have a farm, with more laborers your 'cultivation' speed will be much faster than that of those who cultivate alone right?" Demos asked with a vicious smile on his face.

b.a.s.t.a.r.dS!!!

Hearing this, Derik's eyes narrowed and his expression turned ugly when he realized what Demos was trying to say. With Demos' obvious hints, Derik didn't need much time to decode his words and realize the kind of b.a.s.t.a.r.ds they have as creators! He finally realized why they were going to war for this planet and why their own creator is preparing to defend this place till the very end!

What the creator actually did was create workers who will cultivate and hastily absorb the power residing in this G.o.d vein country, when the time of harvest comes, he can easily recall all those souls and feed on the power they have acquired throughout their lifetime, increasing his strength drastically in turn! All these greedy cultivators are unaware of their true purpose in this h.e.l.l they call life! They are only sacrifices to the greater beings!!!

"b.a.s.t.a.r.ds!!!" Derik growled furiously and smashed his fist on the armrest of the bone throne. As much as he hated the creator for doing this, he had to say, this method was quite effective.

He finally realized why the sky rift at the center of the world exists, it is a place where the creator tests the potential of its creations, after which it can send them precious materials that can help them increase their cultivation speed. These people are the ones the creator looks up to for a more bountiful harvest!

For some reason, Derik felt like a target has been placed on his back and he began regretting why he joined the compet.i.tion in the first place.

"Hehehehe! You finally understand why I don't place too much value on the lives of these people, death will surely reach them anyway… The creator has used this method to strengthen itself for over a million years now, reaching a level where no single G.o.d can challenge it, they need to band together to take it down… when the time comes, in a very critical moment in the war, the creator will definitely call upon all those baring its soul imprint and use their death to empower itself… so why bother saving them now when they will still die later?" Demos laughed slyly while he spoke.

"Why are you so cheerful? If something happens to everyone here, do you think the guardian spirits will be spared? Your lives will be stolen as well…" Derik sneered.

"it's not that simple… As I said, G.o.ds possess a particular type of ability, they do not possess all the elements here. We guardian spirits were not created by the power of the creator, it had to draw a ma.s.sive amount of power from this world to create us… so our lives are tied to this world not it, why do you think the creator is still unable to wish the fallen archangel Samael away? We are beings created from the power of this world, that's why we have control over the elements the creator does not possess and this is why even the creator does not know who the new host will be after the previous one dies, this world decides all of this" Demos chuckled lightly as he spoke.

"Then why do you work for the creator? Why don't you fight against it?" Derik was stunned by this revelation.

"Like every gold mine, this planet's resources will run dry if too many people keep drawing its power… and when this planet runs dry, we guardian spirits will vanish… Why won't we help it? By the way, when this war is over, if the creator wins, everyone will be destroyed and this world will be given a chance to replenish the power it has lost over the centuries…" Demos spoke casually.

"Then what am I?" Derik asked weakly

"An insurance, I can't completely place my fate in the creator so, I chose you as my champion… that's why I have been guiding you diligently all this while… You will become this world's guardian when the time comes…. All you need to do is listen to me and I will make sure you get to that level…" Demos answered.

With this, Derik finally understood why Demos has been taking care of him all this while. He finally understood the condition they were in and realized why the angel of death is refuse to place much value on human lives….

"d.a.m.n…" Derik muttered and shut his eyes, entering deep thought. He bit his lower lips quite hard and considered what next to do, considering Demos words, even if he is a demiG.o.d right now, he still won't be able to protect everyone. The least they can do now is train more capable warriors and prepare for the end!

"Don't despair! This world can still be considered a new world and it has so many secrets that even the creator is yet to uncover… G.o.d veins are worlds meant to create new G.o.ds but these old monsters are trying to stop it… but this world has its way of checkmating them… The items you received as a reward are some of the materials the creator uncovered after thousands of years of search… There are places the creator can't reach because the world forbids it… but you, you are not a G.o.d or a demiG.o.d… You can reach those places and search… whatever you are able to uncover will not be inferior to what you received at the center of the world…. It will help you grow faster!" Demos said with a warm smile on his face.

"Really? They why haven't you spoken to me about this before?" Derik was stunned.

"You are too weak…" Demos answered nonchalantly.

"Then or now?" Derik was confused…

"Both… you were weak then… you still ain't strong enough now… but we are running out of time… I wanted you to keep all the treasure to yourself but that won't be possible… Get the life mage and sun guardian knight to join you on this journey… that should increase your chances of survival… I don't trust the others, so I don't plan on having them join you" Demos shook his head while he spoke.

"UNDERSTOOD!!!!" Derik cried out with excitement glowing in his eyes…

If they succeed and enter the demiG.o.d realm, their chances of survival will increase tenfold! With three DemiG.o.ds on the side of the empire, they will not be easily defeated by the forces of the other G.o.ds… with this, the only threat they have to worry about now is their creator!