C8 God's Grace Is Vast and Mighty

"What's happening!"

The quick-thinking Rank Four magician conjured an ice shield around himself, but despite his speed, his arm was scorched.

While Qingyou was speaking, Lin Mo had stealthily maneuvered into the optimal position.

The unexpected fire explosion took the human team by complete surprise, marking Lin Mo's grand entrance.

The Cat-men, imprisoned and equally astonished, could only watch in shock.

Seizing the moment of confusion, Lin Mo materialized a colossal face amidst the flames, gazing down upon both Cat-men and humans.

"I, the God of Flames, offer the Civet Clan my protection. Will you accept me as your deity and serve me across the generations?"

The flames roared, the hot wind howled, and the searing heat warped the very air. Overwhelmed by Lin Mo's grave tone, the Cat-men were moved to tears.

As a vulnerable race, the Cat-men typically allied themselves with other orcs, channeling their faith to empower the gods of those tribes.

The prospect of a deity willing to shield their own kind stirred a profound excitement within the Cat-men.

"The Civet Clan pledges to worship the God of Flames for all eternity. We vow to serve and become the most devout followers of the flame!"

Tears streaming, the patriarch of the Civet Clan knelt in his cell.

"The Civet Clan will honor the God of Flames for generations to come..."

Following the patriarch's lead, hundreds of Civet Clan members knelt in unison, their voices echoing their sacred vows.

"Divine retribution."

After witnessing the Civet Clan's sworn oaths, Lin Mo's fiery visage turned towards the human team, his voice chilling as he uttered two words.

Boom!

Half a million points of burning energy were unleashed. Lin Mo simultaneously employed compressed flames and explosive combustion, the torrential blaze instantly engulfing the valley.

To the Civet Clan's amazement, the inferno, seemingly sentient, spared them harm, sweeping past and even severing the bars of their cages.

"Such boundless grace from the divine! Truly, the grace of God is immense!"

In the face of this wonder, the Civet Clan's gratitude towards Lin Mo knew no bounds. They knelt collectively, their foreheads touching the ground repeatedly, tears of joy streaming down their faces.

"Ding! Incinerated a Rank Two Knight. Earned 60 experience points."

"Ding! Incinerated a Rank One Knight. Earned 40 experience points."

...

Lin Mo couldn't care less about the grateful prayers of the Civet Clan at the moment. His eyes were glued to his attribute panel, watching his experience points skyrocket.

Leveling up was swift in the early stages, and with Lin Mo's leveling speed being a hundredfold, he ascended to a Rank Nine Flame Essence in no time!

Surveying his surroundings, he noted that the knights and soldiers had all perished in the inferno. Only the Rank Four Mage was clinging to life, protected by his Ice Crystal Shield.

"A Rank Four Mage really is a cut above, surviving two abilities and such an intense blaze."

Lin Mo observed the Rank Four Mage with a hint of amusement in his voice.

The mage might have survived, but he was teetering on the brink. His magical energy was nearly spent, and his blue wand was cracked from the intense heat.

"Oh mighty God of Flames... these Beastmen are utterly inferior, and their numbers are few. I implore you to seek worshippers in our Bernard Empire. Spare my life, and I will petition the empire to offer you the faith of thousands!"