127 An unfair hun (1/2)
High above them, the ones that were the main topic amongst the humans were not freed of the same worries. Not at all impassive and objective godly beings, they were almost all surrounding one that had his energy rapidly leaking. Previously the second before the largest god in size, Oslo was now in the middle of the group. But unlike when they were mocking Aria for being so weak and without having any chances of capturing souls, they were worried. Greatly worried.
”Are you sure that monster said that? Did you not imagine it and overreacted? After all, you talked to them, they even said they would stop.” One of the smaller god and the same that first proposed the idea of leaving this planet was voicing his concerns. They were shared by many here, by at least half of the twelve beings that were still swallowing souls as they spoke.
”Do you take me for a fool? I would rather still have a nation believing in me and losing some of my energy than ending up like Aria.” Hearing her name in the empty space, the concerned party couldn't help but express her disdain. ”You bunch of cowards! I was the one that said they were a threat and you did not listen to me. Like you didn't one thousand of years ago. But this time, I won't be the one that will lose. Look at me, I am soulless.”
Looking at the extremely dim light that was produced by the goddess, they couldn't help but agree. They had pressured her those past years, to the point of only letting her have what she needed to survive. Meaning that if they wanted to fight back, they could only use their own energy. ”Enough, no need to argue once more. Oslo, can you tell us why I feel your energy is still declining?”
The massive behemoth that secured his position as the first god was a bit afraid by that sight. Last time, they all contributed and that was barely enough to fight back those Dark Gods. In fact, their memories were all extremely fresh about that dark period, and what were the results. But now, maybe he would have to bless two beings to balance the fact that Aria was too weak. However, if he did that, he would potentially loose his standing, something he was extremely afraid off. One blessing was a massive expenditure of energy, but in the case of Oslo, it seemed it was not over yet.
”Because he is being hunted! The one that is capable of shapeshifting. He is after my Hero, I just need to ... NO! I lost that monster. If he dies right now, you can all blame yourselves. We already failed to cooperate last time, and see what happened. Hundreds of years wasted just to wait for them to breed enough new souls.” Even if the situation was not as dire as in the Kingdom of Pankow, the losses in the other human nations and even beyond them were still important. And if they all wanted for everyone to die to collect their meal, it did not mean they were dumb enough to kill everyone.
”Where is he right now, if there is a potential candidate nearby, I will bless him.” A quite large god proposed his help. The others inwardly rejoiced for a brief instant, before remembering that they will have to act as well some days. Thinking about this, some began to scout the planet, searching for future Heroes. The act of giving divine energy was not as mindless as it could be. First of all, the bearer of the blessing should already be an expert in a domain. They did not have to choose the number one swordsman or such, but they would never choose a newbie. Only someone with great potential could be worthy.
At the same time, it was a relatively risky move for them. It was absolutely not as simple as just pouring their energy in their target. They had to refine it in the process, to model it to bring the Hero to its maximum capacity. Normally, it should be done in a slow process, taking a minute at least. But the quicker it was done, the more chances that something could go wrong, injuring them in the process. Right now, Oslo was at the brink of an injury, but at the same time, couldn't stop to give more energy to the human he chose. Only when he could close the connection cleanly would he be able to avoid any further problem.
If a human was injured, he would lose some blood and heal. If any living races suffered the same thing, they would also close their wounds, thanks to something created by them or naturally. But that was because they had a huge amount of blood to lose and could survive a bit while losing some. For an undead with a core, the slightest injury on the said core would lead to its death. It could take years and years, but the mana would leak permanently, weakening it in the process. Something similar could describe the injury of a god.
Even if it was hard to see, because they were being made of pure energy, but there was a very slim membrane all around their bodies. This was the last safeguard they had, to prevent them from collapsing. If that was even slightly pierced, they would need an extremely important amount of energy to fix it. They could also live with a hole in their body. But that would mean they had to permanently take care of not leaking energy. The moment they stopped focusing on that, for example, to search some souls to eat, the inevitable will happen.
In that regard, an injury was quite deadly, since only two or three gods had enough to heal themselves at the moment. And that would only leave them to the state of Aria, not something they truly wanted. ”He is in that chain of mountains, the one with many monsters. There is nothing around here.” The dejected voice of Oslo resonated before it was interrupted by someone.