Chapter 346 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Dawn, evening, noon, midnight—these four time points had a special significance in occultism without any exception in any world.

In contrast, these time points on Earth only had theoretical significance, but in this world where God and supernatural forces existed, they had great practical significance.

Particularly, the dawn symbolized the birth of life, the germination of power and also the rise of the new gods.

In other words, it was the best time to promote a god.

“According to statistics, more than 90% of gods succeed in becoming a god at dawn.” Even at the most critical and tense moment, Javier’s mouth was still busy. He gazed at Rem City where the holy light was at its strongest point, but he was still ridiculing, “But all the records of the failed gods are also all at dawn.”

“If that man fails to become a god, the Goddess of Bumper Harvest will definitely come and kill you later.” Morani sighed.

“She can’t win because we have so many people here.” Javier smiled confidently. “When she comes for us, I’ll hide behind you and make you fight with her first.”

“You are such a good brother!”

“Of course! Thanks.”

“I don’t mean to praise you.”

At this moment, the main priest of the church of the Goddess of Bumper Harvest led all the followers of the Goddess of Bumper Harvest to shout loudly together and worship the ground at the same time. Many people even used too much strength to grovel on the ground, and their foreheads started to bleed.

Meanwhile, an Oracle who presided over the ceremony brought out the prepared sacrifices—several jewels with strong Divine Power, an exotic light ball with strong positive energy, and a dark, mud-like object that emitted a bloody and terrifying smell.

These three sacrifices were carefully selected and captured from the “positive” and “negative” of the rings of the world. They were tuned slightly to the equal strength, and their positive and negative energy had been counteracted by the Divine Power. Finally, they would merge with the Divine Power, wash away the original traces of the Divine Power and purify it to its purest state for the gods to absorb.

As long as the Divine Power could be absorbed, it would form a temporary cycling system of Divine Power that could transform the power of faith from Rem City to Divine Power.

With high prayers and voices, the power of faith was too strong to promote those sacrifices. The power was shattered and integrated instantly into a clear light, rushing toward the top of the holy emblem.

At the same time, there was a crack in the sky that showed the Kingdom of the Goddess of Bumper Harvest; she was vague and unclear like a mirage.

But the Divine Power flowing from the shadows of the Kingdom of Gods was not fake at all!

The two Divine Powers, one from bottom to top and the other from top to bottom, collided at the top of the holy emblem; the elder who was preparing to become a god, was standing at the top of the holy emblem.

The two distinct but homogeneous Divine Powers overwhelmed him in an instant, and they entangled and intertwined in his body.

The elder calmed down and guided the flow of the two Divine Powers according to the previous instruction of the Goddess of Bumper Harvest. He constructed the cycle of the Divine Powers in his body and engraved their track in his soul.

The was just like cutting meat with a knife, and most tough guys could stand it, but this was totally different. Depending on external forces to carve one’s soul was more painful than arrows piercing their bodies. Moreover, the elder had become a semi-god before and had the preliminary track of Divine Power, but now he had to erase the track he had planned according to his original path and engrave another one. This would cause double the pain for him.

His body trembled slightly, and cold sweat kept coming out from his body. Soon, his whole body was like a fish out of water. If not for the sacred water-flame-resistant robe, his clothes would get all wet.

But the elder was very firm in attitude. He felt so much pain right now that he wanted to die immediately, but he managed to hold on. Meanwhile, his mind was multi-tasking. He constructed the cycle of Divine Power and engraved the track of it simultaneously.

Although Yorgaardman criticized him for being depressed and not having determination in forging ahead at the critical moment, those who were able to become semi-gods were not weak and incompetent. No more pain could prevent him from moving forward.

On the contrary, because of the pain in his body and soul, his weak spirit became strong again just like a piece of iron being burned and forged to gradually get rid of the impurities.

The God of Justice, Yorgaardman, certainly wouldn’t miss the changes. He gazed at the elder who was making every effort to move forward, with a little surprise and admiration.

He didn’t know that the elder could withstand the pain and in turn use it to temper his will and spirit. In this way, the ceremony of apotheosis which was bound to fail may have some possibilities of success.

But, those were just some possibilities.

The success rate of such kind of things, like depending on external forces to become a god and change their original path, would never be high anyway.

Yorgaardman could not help but sigh as he looked at the elder. He was almost soaked in cold sweat, but the man became more resolute.

If the elder gave up now and returned to his original path, he could certainly go further. If given him enough time, perhaps he could really become a god by his own strength.