Dawn of a New Era-Chapter 416 - 391: World Will (Double-Length - ) (2)
"I come with sincerity, as long as you submit to me, you will be a subordinate deity under my protection and I can make you a True God; otherwise, death is the only outcome today!" He revealed a cruel smile.
During this period, He was not idle at all. To thoroughly harvest that fertile, masterless land of faith, He worked harder than in the entire previous hundred years combined, tirelessly coercing and cajoling a large number of powerful creatures without power daily.
Kemola felt the terrifying Divine Power emanating from the other and hesitated for a moment. Under the threat of death, he agreed with humiliation in his heart: "Great God of Hunting, I hope you will keep your promise."
After speaking, He couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The otherworld is barbaric and bloody. Not only are the Barbarians in a state of primitive tribes, but this also includes the gods themselves. This is a savage world following the law of the jungle, where the strong reign supreme and the fittest survive.
As a Demigod, to mortal beings, He was naturally invincibly powerful, instilling fear and inspiring awe, held in high regard by mortal believers.
But to a True God, He was merely a somewhat larger ant who would compete with them for sustenance, and once discovered, they would seek to eliminate Him promptly.
No True God would be willing to have a large ant competing with them for faith.
He did not have a Divine Country to hide His true form, nor did He have the mighty power to repel enemies. He could only survive in the cracks, worrying and fearfully developing faith every day, fearing that one day, a True God who found Him annoying would eradicate Him.
His survival environment was extremely harsh.
If under the protection of a powerful True God, although losing freedom, it would be a good thing to some extent.
"We can sign a contract under Tamu’s will," the God of Hunting said with a smile, "As long as you fight for me for one hundred years, then I’ll allocate you a million masterless believers and grant you my protection."
"One million masterless believers, fighting for one hundred years?" Kemola was shocked.
He could hardly believe it in his heart. The terms were too generous, completely beyond His expectations.
A million believers, probably most True Gods do not even have that many.
Moreover, the time span is only a brief century, which would pass in the blink of an eye.
If such generous terms were offered earlier, He wouldn’t have fled!
"Indeed, you didn’t mishear!" the God of Hunting said, secretly despising in His heart, what an inexperienced Demigod.
Although a million believers are many, to that world, whose population is measured in billions, it’s completely insignificant, akin to capturing a city.
Kemola, with a suspicious expression, asked, "No other conditions, just a hundred years."
He knew many gods sign harsh contracts, once becoming a subordinate deity, unless the Main God falls, they would never have a chance at freedom.
"Of course not, I am a merciful deity. After a hundred years, you’re free!" the God of Hunting said with a smile. He is always generous to His subordinates, He could naturally sign even harsher conditions, but by then they might harbor resentment and work inefficiently, which would be completely counterproductive.
Besides, it is to be seen if the other can live through a hundred years.
If one manages to survive the plane wars, by then He might have already achieved medium Divine Power, or even Powerful Divine Power status.
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The actual signed contract is naturally more complicated than what was verbally stated, with more terms and constraints.
Both gods swore under the name of Tamu’s will, and soon, a contract condensed by Divine Power turned into countless golden light dots, slowly dissolving in the air.
Kemola felt a sense of relief in his heart.
Tamu is not only the name of the world but also the origin of all creatures. It’s said that after this great supreme fell, His will merged into the entire world, becoming the world’s will, ever-present yet traceable.
Only when He ignites the Divine Fire can He vaguely feel His existence.
No god dares to breach a contract signed under Tamu World’s will.
Otherwise, at a minimum, one’s divine rank would fall, plagued by calamities; in severe cases, one’s divine form would be annihilated, every god would be unable to escape.
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After just a few days of peace and training, Chen Shouyi got new assignments.
The security in cities around Dongning began to deteriorate sharply these days, with large numbers of Barbarians appearing everywhere, and cults reviving. Among them, the most severe city even had its local garrison attacked at night, with heavy casualties among the soldiers.
The local government was already unable to maintain the situation. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂
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The helicopter emitted a loud noise, Chen Shouyi sat on the seat, resting with his eyes closed.
No one dared disturb him.
He checked his attribute panel.
Strength: 17.4
Agility: 17.7
Constitution: 17.3
Intelligence: 17.1
Perception: 15.4
Will: 16.3
"Finally, the strength reached 17.4, gaining a bit more power!"
Over this period, his strength, perception, and will all increased by 0.1.
Especially his strength, having broken through 2 tons at a stretch.
"The extreme strength data of a Martial Artist seems to be two tons, so now can I say I surpassed the Martial Artist?"
"It didn’t seem that difficult, it was crossed easily!" Chen Shouyi mused:
"It must be because I weigh more than average people!"
Due to training in the Horizontal Training Thirty-Six Forms, he is now weighing almost 150 kilograms, completely twice the weight for his body type, the bigger the tonnage, the higher the strength limit naturally.
"Of course, it could also be due to being a Divine Creature!" he thought for a while, opened his eyes, and touched the Long Sword on his lap, recalling the energy from that legendary Barbarian a few days ago:
"I wonder how this energy is cultivated."
He also possesses energy.
The vortex in the Dantian has always been gradually growing stronger.
Unfortunately, besides allowing him to absorb Original Force spontaneously and strengthen his body, this energy is like stagnant water, impossible to mobilize in the least.
He clenched his fist, causing a slight boom in the air.
The pilot in front twitched his hand, causing the helicopter to sway left and right.
Accompanied by Chen Shouyi, Zhang Miaomiao, dispatched by the Provincial Government to understand the situation in detail, turned pale with fright and couldn’t help but say:
"Chief Advisor, this is a helicopter, we are at five or six hundred meters in altitude, for the sake of your safety, please refrain from doing such dangerous acts?"
Chen Shouyi apologized with an embarrassed smile, he didn’t exert much force, just clenched lightly, not even using half his strength, unexpectedly the pilot had such poor psychological stability!
He quickly apologized to the pilot.
One must show a certain amount of respect to those who can control your life.
Falling from four or five hundred meters high, even he would likely die.
"N...no problem, Chief Advisor, rest...rest assured, I...I will surely get you to the destination safely," the pilot stammered nervously.
You said that, but I’m more uneasy now.
Chen Shouyi muttered inwardly but didn’t speak further to avoid making the pilot more anxious.
Fortunately, the pilot was still reliable.
A little over an hour later, the helicopter flew over Dongxing City. Through the window, Chen Shouyi found it even more desolate compared to the last time he passed by. Besides military police on the road, there were almost no pedestrians, shops were shut tight, and occasionally bloodstains were visible on the road.
Soon, the helicopter landed gently on a rooftop of a tall building.
He grabbed his luggage and sword and jumped off the helicopter.
At this moment, the distant sound of gunfire, dense as popping beans, faintly reached his ears.
He took a step over seven or eight meters far to the edge of the rooftop, gazing at the distance.
However, due to distance and building obstructions, he saw nothing.
Zhang Miaomiao walked over: "Chief Advisor, what are you looking at?"
She obviously hadn’t heard a thing.
"It’s a bit chaotic here, be careful, let’s go!" Chen Shouyi said.
"Don’t underestimate me, I’m not an ordinary person, I’m a Martial Artist Apprentice, too. I once passed the certification test; otherwise, I wouldn’t have been dispatched here by the higher-ups!" Zhang Miaomiao smiled and said.
What difference is there between a Martial Artist Apprentice and an ordinary person?
Chen Shouyi thought quietly.
Going downstairs, people were already waiting there, and upon seeing the two, they enthusiastically came forward to greet them.
"Are you Chief Advisor Chen and Director Zhang? We’ve been eagerly anticipating your arrival. I am Qian Pengcheng, the District Chief of Lanshan District under Dongxing City, currently acting as the mayor. Welcome to you both, after a long journey!"
