The two Divine Spirits, the River God and the Joy Goddess, were both at the Weak Divine Power Level. They didn't have many followers, and their existence depended on their allegiance to Gabriel, the God of Light. If they could win over the believers of the Brentania Republic, their power would advance, making them even stronger.
"Let's go."
Gabriel gave a faint smile and strode into the Seven-Colored Divine Kingdom like a Ghost.
The River God and the Joy Goddess followed him.
"The Surface Realm is so weak. They don't even have a single Divine Spirit at the Powerful Divine Power Level, yet they're still busy scheming against one another. They're truly courting death. It's a pity that seal is too strong. Your Excellencies are unable to leave; otherwise, a bountiful place like the Surface Realm would have long since been in the clutches of our Dragon Race!"
