Extreme Cold Era: Shelter Don't Keep Waste-Chapter 934 - 157: Creating a God That Will Never Betray

Through precise control of the direction of faith, we can ensure this deity is highly aligned with the interests of the Empire from the moment of its birth."

There is no doubt that this plan is utterly mad.

But because of Perfikot's identity and power, and more importantly, her achievements as the Empire's most elite and powerful Alchemist have already conquered everyone.

These Alchemists, after the initial shock and disbelief, all became fervent and steadfastly sided with Perfikot, supporting her plan.

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The plan quickly unfolded, as Perfikot demanded all Desert Kingdom tribes begin worshiping the New God through the powerful deterrence of the Floating City.

The enormous Floating City overshadowed the desert, casting a suffocating shadow.

A holographic projection in the sky portrayed the image of the New God—a majestic War God clad in golden armor, holding the Empire's flag.

Perfikot's voice spread across the desert via magical loudspeakers: "From today onward, you must pray daily to this Guardian God; those who defy will face the Floating City's sanctions!"

The so-called New God was nothing but a replica created by her after she analyzed Sekhmet's divine core using the Jade Record.

In the secret laboratory at the bottom of the Floating City, a massive alchemical apparatus was operating, with an artificially synthesized divine core suspended at its center.

Perfikot personally adjusted the core parameters, while her assistants nervously recorded the data around her.

"After reverse-analyzing Sekhmet's core structure," she explained to the Alchemists at her side, "we removed all uncontrollable factors, retaining only the most basic divine framework, as if painting on a blank canvas."

She wanted to try collecting the power of faith through guiding beliefs and then sculpting a New God.

For this purpose, she designed a complete faith collection system: the prayer altars scattered throughout the desert were actually precise alchemical devices, capable of converting the devotees' prayers into pure belief energy, then converging it to the Floating City through the transmission of faith.

Just like when believers worship a Divine, the Divine can gain the power of belief through this process.

Since all settings regarding this New God were written by Perfikot herself, all content was beneficial to the Empire.

She personally composed all the doctrines of the New God, stipulating every rule, even designing each ritual and prayer used during worship.

In secret documents, she described this New God as follows: "It shall possess the power of a War God but will only fight for the Empire; it shall hold the authority of judgment but will always take the Empire's law as its benchmark."

Perfikot believed that this New God, once birthed, would be loyal to the Empire and become the Empire's Guardian God!

After the plan began execution, Perfikot stood on the tall observation deck of the Floating City, as the cold night wind swept through her silver-white long hair.

Beneath her feet, in the vast desert, scattered sacrificial bonfires resembled scattered stars, outlining threads of faith in the darkness.

She explained the entire plan to Redcliff, the Governor, and requested his cooperation.

"When this deity descends, it will be our most powerful weapon!" Her voice carried an undeniable conviction: "Imagine a deity that fully obeys the Empire's commands; what kind of despair would this cause our enemies?"

Perfikot's plan undoubtedly greatly shocked Redcliff.

Perfikot's plan undoubtedly greatly shocked Redcliff, but after his shock, he, like other Alchemists, fell into fervor and actively cooperated with Perfikot's plan.

As the highest administrative officer in the colony, he understood better than anyone the value of this plan—a deity that fully complies; this would be the Empire's most perfect tool for governance.

The Empire's official faith was belief in the All-Father, a tradition that had persisted for thousands of years, once unshakable like iron.

But as the Ancient Gods returned, the belief in the All-Father appeared increasingly pale.

No divine prophecies descended, no miracles appeared, only the priests of the church continued mechanically repeating ancient prayers.

Precisely because of this, in recent years, as the Ancient Gods gradually became active, the national church's faith has declined at an astonishing rate.

Even the Empire-appointed colonial Governor was willing to engage in such a seemingly blasphemous plan.

With Redcliff's cooperation, Perfikot, in the name of the Empire's Regent, summoned all the chieftains of the desert tribes.

In the lavish discussion hall, she announced the order for changing faith from high above.

Some objected, and thus they were turned to stone.

The light of alchemy flashed, and the roaring chieftain instantly solidified into a statue with a fierce expression, even the folds of his robes were vividly visible.

Some attempted to argue, and thus they were embedded in stone.

The ground suddenly softened like mud, swallowing the incessantly chattering elder inch by inch, leaving only a terrified face embedded in the polished marble floor.

Some planned to delay, and thus they were hung on a flagpole.

Invisible forces tossed him into the air, like a bloodstained banner fluttering above the castle, a shrill scream echoed for a long time.

With strong measures and the recently destroyed tribe's might that resisted the Empire, the order for changing faith was finally enforced.

The chieftains who witnessed the fate of the rebels now lowered their heads, their breaths cautious.

Overall, the resistance from the desert tribes was already minimal at this time.

The once proud nomads were now as docile as lambs awaiting slaughter.

Not only because Empress Annie had previously plowed through, drawing the desert's map with iron and blood; but Perfikot also followed this example, crushing the last remnants of resistance with more brutal and precise strikes.

More importantly, Perfikot demonstrated astonishing political wisdom—she merely asked them to change faith, not abandon their original beliefs.

"You may continue to worship the spirits of the desert," she announced, "as long as you place one more offering before the New God's altar."

Meanwhile, she also presented various advanced technological products to tempt the desert tribes to embrace the Empire.

Automatic water purification devices, alchemical lamps that never extinguish, meteoric compasses that can predict sandstorms... these commonplace inventions for the Empire appeared like miracles to the desert people.

Faced with the alchemical creations that Perfikot presented, which seemed divine and magical in their eyes, these chieftains quickly turned.

The most stubborn elder wept tears after trying the Healing Potion, while the most rebellious youth bowed after witnessing the mechanical mount.

They rushed to announce their support for Perfikot's plan and became the first batch of baptized believers.

When sacred oil was smeared on their foreheads, every person's eyes glittered with longing—exactly as Perfikot had meticulously calculated.

Theoretically, Divine beings cannot obey human commands and orders, but they must be influenced by the power of faith.

If it's naturally formed primitive worship, its power of faith is often mixed, containing all sorts of content, leading to divine beings like Ancestral Spirits having vague divinity and duties upon birth.

Once Divine beings have Temples and define their divine roles, the power of faith will start to concentrate, regularize, and have targeted direction.

This can be said to be Divine beings defining their own requirements after clarifying themselves, but similarly, it's also the effect of the power of faith on the Divine beings, or to put it more bluntly—the power of faith constructs the Divine beings' character, consciousness, and abilities.

This is also the result Perfikot derived from her research and analysis of divinity—that Divine beings are influenced by faith!

Divine beings are not eternally unchanging existences; their characters, abilities, and even memories will be influenced by the collective consciousness of their believers.

Therefore, a deity molded by specific faith from the moment of its birth can never escape its initial "setting," unless someone can alter the entire belief system.

Clarifying this, Perfikot wrote this passage in her notebook: "We are not creating a deity; we are programming a system that will never betray."