It's time

Hours later, shocking news arrived at the undead Imperial Capital: the Divine Mage had ascended.

Sophie's face was pale, her eyes wide with fear as she looked at Alex. She didn't understand the implications, only that the humans were allies, and their loss of the Divine Mage was a blow to the undead race as well.

"This is bad," Alex said, her brow furrowed with worry. "The humans can't hold back the Angel race. Did their true god intervene?"

"No. Twenty pseudo-gods from the Angel and dragon races forced the Divine Mage's hand. He killed over a dozen before being forced to ascend," Sophie reported. Her intel, from Hurricane City, was reliable.

It wasn't the worst outcome. The Divine Mage had weakened the enemy before ascending.

The dragon pseudo-gods had indeed gone to the Nytheria continent.

"When did this happen?"

"Just now," Sophie replied.