Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 555 - 99: Divine Spirit Submits! Corn Goddess—Rolaney_3
In the will of Heaven, this concept was born and they coalesced into one.
"No need to be so tense."
Duncan scrutinized the slightly dilapidated temple sanctuary. Corn would no longer be mainstream, perhaps only Khrushchev admired corn. He assessed the corn goddess before him and said slowly, "I usually don’t target agricultural deities."
Duncan would generally not trouble agricultural deities, unless they were extraordinarily dark and bloody.
Upon hearing his words, the corn goddess Yolani seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. She was the last standing in the pantheon of corn; if Duncan really intended to slay her, no other Divine Spirit would come to her aid, and she could not fight alone against the concentrated will of Heaven.
Heaven could easily extinguish a corn god.
"Is there something to eat?"
Duncan casually sat down, raised his head, and said, "As a corn goddess worshiped by mortals, you do not offer corn to your guest when they arrive?"
Divine Spirits may not have much value, but corn certainly holds great value.
The corn goddess Yolani was taken aback by his words. She thought Duncan was here to judge her—while the will of All Spirits was full of aggression, the man before her was different; he was restrained, yet within that restraint, there was hidden intent to kill.
Yolani’s avatar gently raised her hand and took a corn from the altar, planting it into the soil. The corn then began to take root and sprout, quickly growing vigor and finally yielding a bountiful harvest.
She broke off a piece of tender corn, respectfully handing it to Duncan.
Beside, Gleya hesitated to speak.
But Duncan casually stretched out his hand, took it, broke it open, took a bite, and praised, "Not bad. Very sweet."
Though slightly inferior to later generations, it’s still premium quality.
Duncan broke off a corn stalk and passed it to the nearby witch Gleya. She carefully tasted it, then continued to eat it kernel by kernel.
One corn eaten.
Duncan slowly stood up, gazed intently at the corn goddess Yolani, and said, "Interested in joining All Spirits Faith?"
"Under Heaven, I can give you the rank of agricultural deity."
"As for other places."
"If your power is strong enough, it’s not impossible to arrange a face of an agricultural deity."
Corn, very nice.
Duncan wasn’t fond of the old Greek pantheon. The corn goddess before him had no foundation; if she were obedient, controlling her wouldn’t be difficult. Just by relying on corn as a crop, she could hold a position as a lower agricultural god.
Fighting isn’t always about killing completely; it’s definitely about killing some and recruiting some.
Back then, God’s Whip Attila marched westward, destroying too many Holy Sanctuaries—the Divine Spirit Domains. If he hadn’t been dead set, Duncan couldn’t have recruited so many Barbarian Race troops.
Upon hearing Duncan’s words, the two women before him looked up in shock.
Gleya shivered slightly in excitement.
She seemed to have placed her bet correctly.
While the corn goddess Yolani was astonished, a trace of incredulity leaked from her expression, muttering: "Humans? Can you really make such a decision?"
All Spirits are not the Lady of Fury.
The will of Heaven placed all chips on Duncan.
All in!
All in!
All in!
Duncan simply smiled without speaking, lightly flicking his fingers to create a crisp sound. In an instant, a thunderbolt clapped from a clear sky, as if the wrath of gods, Heaven’s fury, All Spirits’ power transformed into a lightning bolt tearing through the firmament.
Unlike the Divine Grace of other Divine Spirits, All Spirits truly bestowed Divine Power directly, granting Duncan a portion of their Divine Power pool.
Now Duncan could truly be regarded as a chosen one of god.
All Spirits agreed.
As long as Duncan made a decision, they would support it. Just an agricultural deity, Duncan called the shots. From now on, corn goddess Yolani would be one of the agricultural deities among the eastern nomads.
Look! Look!
This is professionalism; Furious Gods scrambled with Duncan’s military authority, while Duncan wanted to enshrine the Divine Spirit, All Spirits didn’t hesitate.
The corn goddess Yolani hesitated: "Nomads do not cultivate corn."
"My power only works for agrarian peoples."
Duncan smiled lightly: "No problem."
"Just because they don’t farm corn now, doesn’t mean they won’t in the future."
"Besides."
"This land needs a genuine agricultural deity."
This is painting an alluring picture.
It means Duncan intends to elevate corn goddess Yolani, making her the true agricultural god of this land.
Sure enough, upon hearing his words, the corn goddess showed slight excitement.
The key is at this moment.
All Spirits whispered, they told this goddess—what Duncan spoke, represents their will.
As long as Duncan agrees, they would promote the corn goddess as the true agricultural deity!
Refreshing.
All Spirits certainly found a friend in Duncan.
In witch Gleya’s incredulous gaze, with a few words, before them stood the corn goddess—an existence surpassing a demigod, approaching weak divine power within the agricultural domain—subserviently bowed to the man before them, softly saying: "I am willing to serve Your Majesty!"
Don’t know why.
She suddenly changed her address to Duncan as Your Majesty, which made Gleya perceive something inexplicable.
"Very good."
Duncan nodded, saying: "From today, you are the agricultural deity of this land."
After speaking, he turned to leave.
But corn goddess Yolani suddenly blocked him, with a determined expression said: "Your Majesty, I have a way to cure the epidemic afflicting the nomads."
"But it will require a grand ritual of fertility."
"And a little time."
This is preparing to contribute.
Directly praying for Heaven’s grace in this matter is clearly not cost-effective. Corn goddess Yolani is expressing her stance. Since she chose a camp, she would stick to that path till the end.
Duncan pondered briefly: "What do you need?"
The corn goddess Yolani slowly replied: "Release my Priest, let the people hold a midsummer festival. They’re afflicted by a death plague—a curse born from blood sacrifice."
"I will grant miracles, converging the fruit that heals the plague."
Releasing people is certainly essential.
Duncan immediately decided: "Very well."
"I will arrange for people to collaborate with your Temple Priest to complete the ritual promptly."
Everything proceeded in an orderly manner.
In just a few days, the eastern nomads and local natives completed an initial merger because they now have a common faith, the corn goddess Yolani, accepted into the All Spirits Faith, and became a servant of Heaven’s will—an agricultural domain deity.
Likewise, with this faith emergence, the nomads are transitioning towards a semi-agricultural lifestyle.
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