The Rise of the Black Plain
chapter-1973

After a year and a half, a lot had happened to Minos' party. However, their time on the Divine Continent had been particularly enjoyable!

With his status as a member of the Pantheon of Honor, an ally of Emperor Crora, and with the Gorgons banned from these lands, Minos had practically lived a year and a half without getting into trouble.

At that time, he hadn't even had to fight for his life!

That was something that hardly ever happened when he wasn't in his capital or in the Spatial Kingdom, so Minos' entire group was naturally amazed by this period.

Some wanted adventure and challenge, but after suffering so many deadly and dangerous problems related to the Gorgons, even the most daring had seen no problems in the peace of the last few months.

Amid peace, they had traveled the Divine Continent from north to south and east to west, visiting the three states, meeting with local tribes and organizations, and making new allies and crewmates.

After 18 months on the Divine Continent, Minos had recovered the maximum number of his party and overcome the four deaths that had befallen his crew.

With 5 new companions, 3 of them hybrids and the rest humans, the group had become stronger again with the addition of level 91 and 92 beings.

In addition to these personnel additions, several members of the group, especially the Sages and level 90 Demigods, had made breakthroughs during this time.

The second woman from the Longus family who was with the group and had not yet reached the 10th stage had finally reached level 90, making her the third in the Stuart family to reach that age. At least, that's what Minos and his wives thought.

But apart from her, the last level 89 beings in the group had advanced to level 90, while one of the Sea Folk, one of the Krakens, a mermaid, and a merman had managed to advance one level each, reaching level 91 or 92.

But the most important advancement in the group was definitely that of the leader, Minos, who had reached level 85 about two months ago.

None of his wives had improved then, but Gloria and Abby were approaching level 84 and might reach that level before they reached the Dry City.

With only a few months left until the Pantheon of Honor members' meeting, the group was already preparing to return to the Central Continent!

With that, their journey to the North Sea was getting closer and closer!

...

Now, Minos, his wives, and some of his party were camping in a large forest in the Grinia Empire, the westernmost state of the Divine Continent, where he had arrived on his first passage through these lands.

There, the strongest of the group gathered around a campfire while a region without light rotated on itself nearby.

While Minos' black hole covered his journey to the Spatial Kingdom with his wives, his companions in the Grinia Empire were waiting for him along with two envoys of the local imperial family.

The Crown Prince of Grinia and his bodyguard were waiting for Minos and his wives to return.

"How long will it take for them to return?" Asked the prince of that state, a blond man of level 94, who had been waiting for Minos there for more than a day along with the companions of Emperor Stuart.

"We don't know. We can't communicate with him if he's cultivating in this region of space." The level 93 dragon said as he looked at the thing, which gave him a bad feeling as if his soul could be sucked out by it at any moment.

"But it shouldn't take long. He doesn't usually stay like this for more than a month. And it's been 19 days since he and his wives began this seclusion." The level 92 woman of the Sea Folk commented.

Minos had been traveling with his group, taking short breaks occasionally to cultivate in seclusion. During these times, the group would stop in places like the one they were in now, and the crew members would have the opportunity to cultivate on their own or have a few days to explore the surroundings.

In this way, they could improve their strength while exploring the Divine Continent in search of new teammates.

"All that?" The prince sighed, feeling that he would have to wait for days to get a chance to talk to Minos.

Minos had traveled through the Pantheon Of Honor headquarters state for about 6 months and then another 7 months through the Crora Empire, where he had many meetings with local organizations. After that, he came to the Grinia Empire, where he spent more time in the Spatial Kingdom than exploring the area.

But with about six months to go until the Pantheon of Honor members' meeting, he wasn't worried and had spent a little more time in his Spatial Kingdom during his first few months there.

Knowing they would be there for another six months, none of Minos' companions saw any problem with him taking two breaks to cultivate during that time since he had recently advanced and was consolidating his strength.

"Yes... But after he leaves cultivation, he will probably be available for two or three months to care for local affairs. So Your Highness can relax. He should return to meet you in no more than 10 days." One of the two women from the Longus family said to the prince.

"What should we do, Your Highness?" A level 97 Demigod asked.

"Sigh... Let's wait. This is an important meeting for me." The blond young man picked up his cultivation pillow and sat down to cultivate by himself.

Since he had to wait, he would do it by cultivating, just like Minos!

No one there saw a problem with this, and they continued to sit around the fire on this cold night, knowing that Minos would not return now.

...

Meanwhile, on the border of the Black Plain Empire with Albano, a group of high-level beings stood in a large forest in that area and looked in the direction of an area that even they felt shiver at the sight of.

If Minos had been there, he would have seen that this group was very close to a place he had already entered, where the place of the God of Death's inheritance was.

"It seems that even this weakened area of the Central Continent has its dangers..." A female voice came out of the mouth of one of those individuals, each of them dressed in hoods that covered a large part of their bodies.

"Hmm, we cannot underestimate this area. Our enemy also has important allies, so we must be careful in our mission." Another commented, aware of the setbacks her tribe had suffered over the past two years due to their new great enemy.

"Anyway, in no more than six months, we'll be able to complete our mission and avenge the deaths of our sisters!" One of them, a level 96, said as something moved in her head, causing the hood above her to move strangely.