Chapter 640 (1/2)
There was yet another person under the Void Mask’s command sealed as a god!
In the twinkling of an eye, the news had spread all over the world. Although the process of being sealed as a god for Damwade was kept low-key, he still gained fame all at once.
Being a new god, it was hard not to become famous! Especially for a god like him who did not take over an existing priesthood full-scale. His priesthood of Agriculture cut off the most important parts of the priesthood of Harvest of the late Goddess of Bumper Harvest, but it also added on some other valuable content like “cultivated land” and “farmers.” The newly finalized priesthood was not only rich in content, but it also had an extremely large space that allowed for further expansion. Also, just as he was being sealed as a god, a large amount of belief and divinity that originally belonged to the priesthood of Harvest was rapidly transferred to him, allowing this newly entitled god to skip the weakest phase of becoming a weak Divine Power all at once. Within a fleeting few minutes, he had become a low-level Divine Power.
Be it among the various gods or among the humans, neither had ever lacked members with discerning eyes. Within such a short time, he had attained the level of a low-level Divine Power, and obviously, he had great potential. In the future, he would, at the very least, be at the standard of a mid-level Divine Power. Back then, the Goddess of Bumper Harvest was at this standard, so no matter what, it would not be possible for the God of Agriculture to be any weaker than her.
“At least at the mid-level Divine Power, there is the God of Knowledge who can most likely step into the level of a great Divine Power; at the peak of mid-level Divine Power, there is the God of Agriculture who is likely to step into the level of great Divine Power, and at the level of weak Divine Power, there are the God of Medicine and the God of Healing… What a teeming pool of talents the Void Mask has under his command!”
There were already gods lamenting within the Pantheon temple.
“Rather than saying there are many talents under him, it is more apt to say he is good at nurturing talents. In just a short span of 50 years, or to be exact, slightly more than 30 years, he had nurtured four of such talents into followers of different gods. Such ability… tracing all the way back to the time when Earth was created, there was no other Master God who could match up to him!”
“And he himself is an able fighter who can hold the fort well.”
“Yes! This is the most critical factor! A Master God who is highly skilled in fighting will truly be able to support and ensure an entire God System to sustention! Just like the God of Knights back then who had single-handedly supported the Human God System, allowing it to gradually develop from nothingness to something…”
“But the God of Knights is still far less efficient than the Void Mask when it comes to nurturing his juniors.”
“But the God of Knights had nurtured… you know.”
“If you say so, then in truth, the God of Knights is still more formidable!”
“You should not put words across in such an absolute and assertive manner! In another tens of thousands of years, who can guarantee that there won’t be such a figure emerging from under the Void Mask’s command? Besides, he is so powerful that, who knows—after a few tens of thousands of years, he might step into the realm of a greater Divine Power…”
“Ah, a greater Divine Power…”
As they were all in the midst of conversation, a god suddenly said, “Right, the Void Mask, he… has not been formally sealed as a god, right? Up till now?”
The moment this remark was made, the entire place that was originally boisterous with heated conversations suddenly quietened down.
This was a god who was so powerful that even among all the great Divine Powers, he would absolutely be among the top. However, he had yet to be officially sealed with the title of a god. How could this not be considered bizarre?
And… it was quite a cause for worry…
“This situation reminds me of the Dragon of Chaos,” said the God of Conspiracy in a low voice.
Yorgaardman, the God of Justice, frowned. Just as he was about to speak, Wall roared furiously, “Watch your language! You despicable fellow!”
According to the God of Conspiracy’s usual practice, at this point in time, he would most probably be adding fire to the fuel, and he would not let the matter rest without a good quarrel. But this time around, he chose to back off. With a few chuckles, he disappeared without a trace.
Although the God of Conspiracy was gone, the problem he brought up remained.
This was actually, one of the methods the God of Conspiracy was accustomed to using. He would casually pass comments with the intention of planting a hidden thorn deep within their hearts. Then he would wait for the matter to blow up eventually.
However, these gods here had all lived long enough to accumulate enough experience. Such a method did not affect them much. After a while, one of these numerous gods broke into a smile and said, “If the Void Mask is really going to become the next Dragon of Chaos, then it seems like we have no time to waste. We need to hang on to him. After all, he is someone who values reason and affection. So as long as we stay on his good side and hang onto him as tightly as we can, for the next few tens of thousands of years, we will have nothing to worry about.
Hearing such comments, the various gods broke out into peals of laughter, and the heavy emotions which were originally weighing down the atmosphere earlier on instantly dissipated to nothingness.
That god who just spoke was also someone with the gift of the gab, thus the way he put his words across was very apt. Just a brief moment was all he needed to find the crux of the problem—Sui Xiong was different from the Dragon of Chaos. The Dragon of Chaos liked to turn things topsy-turvy and made everything as disorderly as it could. It also relished in killing and destroying. Sui Xiong, on the other hand, was more inclined to do things as he pleased and did not appear to be bothered about whether he was in tune with the rest of the world or not. But Sui Xiong was very particular about being reasonable, and he was also particularly discriminating when it came to love and hate relationships. He always made it a point to end his tasks perfectly, so there was nothing that others could really nitpick about with regards to his performance.