After passing the Divine Arts to Richard, Ulysses's three crow feathers also dissipated into the air.
"Gaining the Divine Arts is just the first step, there's a lot of intricacies in using Divine Arts. That's something you'll have to explore on your own.
Each Divine released by a Subordinate God has its differences.
When you have the conditions later, you can practice more."
Ulysses's voice sounded somewhat weary, as if the inheritance had drained a lot of his energy.
Richard nodded, "Alright, but I'm not very good at preaching. You'll have to handle the Fire Lizards."
Ulysses shook his head helplessly, "Alright, alright, who am I to complain? I'm a Subordinate God. But you still need to learn a bit. I have a feeling that my next slumber will be extremely long, possibly lasting thousands of years.
Once I fall asleep, the affairs of the Church will still have to be shouldered by you."
"...Why don't you cultivate a Pope?"