Chapter 949: The Greater Divine Power (Part 2)

Once again, the gods gathered.

There were many more gods present here at the scene today. The number present was even more than any of the previous gathering of the gods. There were good, neutral, evil, orderly, chaotic gods… even some ancient gods who had lived in seclusion all this time had turned up. Almost all the gods in this world had come.

This was not surprising. Since ancient times, there had been at least a few gods who attempted to break through to become greater Divine Powers. But out of them all, was there anyone who did not do so discreetly, carefully hiding oneself while making a surreptitious attempt in breaking through? How they wished no one in the world would ever find out that they wanted to achieve a breakthrough, much less letting people come witness the ceremony!

Like the God of Light, who sent out invitations to all the gods in such an ostentatious manner to invite everyone to come witness his breakthrough in becoming a greater Divine Power, such a thing was simply inconceivable!

But thinking from another perspective, this also meant that the God of Light had absolute confidence. He firmly believed that he could succeed.

Otherwise, the moment his attempt for a breakthrough failed, he would also be severely injured even though he might not necessarily die. When that time came, the gods who had come to witness the breakthrough ceremony would transform from well-mannered guests into extremely vicious and unrestrained bandits.

By then, even the Human God System that just took down a great victory would have to follow closely behind the Orc God System down the road of destruction.

In fact, most of the gods who came to watch the ceremony really had such thoughts. For instance, the Master God of the Desolation God System, Morani, had told Sui Xiong in private that he hoped to see the God of Glory failing in his attempt at a breakthrough. The best thing was to blow everything up, right then and there, into a gorgeous display of fireworks…

Morani was quite a kind person who usually did not harbor malice. Yet from what he just said, it was obvious that he bore deep enmity for the God of Light.

Morani had good relationships with the Orc gods, and also, he himself was of Orc origin. In this great battle that implicated all the races, the Half-Orcs also took the side of the Orcs and waged war on the humans. They did not have their own independent units but were mixed and incorporated among the Orc armies. Because of the great defeat, they suffered heavy losses where the entire population was reduced by more than 30 percent.

As one of the gods that the Half-Orcs mainly believed in, as well as being a god who might possibly become the Master God of the Half-Orc God System in the future, it was only natural that Morani would dislike and hate the God of Light.

What was interesting was that Yorgaardman, the God of Justice, who was also a human being, was showing his discontent at that moment. He was standing with Sui Xiong and company, watching that resplendent and magnificent altar from afar, as well as the God of Light who was sitting on the altar in repose with his eyes closed. And “I’m not happy” was written all over his face.

“So annoying! How can this fellow actually be able to achieve such a breakthrough!” he whispered in a low voice. “This is just too terrible! It makes me unhappy just thinking about it!”

“He may not be able to succeed yet,” Morani’s voice boomed from beneath his armor and mask.

“True. Would it be that easy to succeed?” the Goddess of Wealth, Manissy, asked as she nodded repeatedly.

Then the few of them began discussing this matter while in high spirits. Every one of them was enraptured by their discussion (though this was not apparent on their faces). Only Sui Xiong remained silent all the time, with a worried expression on his face.

“What’s wrong? Are you worried that he will succeed?” a low, deep voice rang out, as a shadow suddenly appeared by his side.

Sui Xiong was not surprised at all. He sighed and asked in reply, “Do you have any experience you can share with me?”

“Honestly speaking, I don’t. In fact, I’m here today to ask you for something.”

“That mortuary?”

“Yes.”

“The things in that mortuary, you need them?”

“I only need that God Kingdom.”

“Sure, send your clone to get it.”

After a while, a special guest arrived at Sui Xiong’s God Kingdom.

The God of Conspiracy still wore a hooded robe that kept his entire head covered, looking exceptionally strange. This had always been his style. It had never changed.

Sui Xiong handed the emptied “Treasure of the Elves” over to him with some hesitation, then he asked, “What on earth are you going to use this for?”

“As a consumable. I’m going to use it to activate an enchantment,” said the God of Conspiracy, who had no intention of hiding anything at all. He received the shrunken pearl-shaped God Kingdom and gave an ancient customary elven bow to Sui Xiong as he did so. “Thank you so much. Though I would love to say that I shall be obliged to return your favor in due course, frankly speaking, I most probably will not have the chance to repay your help for this.”

Sui Xiong was not surprised. With a frown, he asked, “It took you through a difficult time just to get resurrected. You intend to die again, just like that?”

“The Elven Race cannot be driven out of the Main Plane. Or else, this will be the end of them,” the God of Conspiracy said in a low and heavy voice. “The attributes of the Main Plane are very special. If a certain race has not been residing on the Main Plane since birth, then so be it. But if they are born on the Main Plane and are driven out of the Main Plane, this race is going to lose something very important—I can’t describe what it is, but what I do know what it will mean to lose that important something.

“The chances of having a master emerging among the population will be greatly reduced for a race that loses that something. The birth of new gods will also become extremely slow. The worst thing is that once that thing is lost, the race will no longer be able to expect the birth of a great Divine Power among its population!” said the God of Conspiracy. His voice was filled with worry as he went on to say, “In this world, a race without any great Divine Powers will ultimately be mere food to be devoured by others!”

Sui Xiong nodded gently. He could roughly guess what “that lost thing” was.

Using words in the online novels that he read before traversing words, “that thing” would be luck, which was the energy worthy of playing the “leading role” in this world.

“In the last ten thousand years after the pygmy race has been driven out of the Main Plane, there hasn’t been a single god who has been able to bring about an increase in divinity. The new-born gods are, at best, weak Divine Powers. There hasn’t even been an emergence of a mid-level Divine Power.

“The entire shadow race that had been previously expelled from the Main Plane was even completely wiped out by some other races in war. Only several masters of necromancy barely managed to survive for the continuity of their races’ bloodlines.

“The Elven Race will not fall to such a state!”

The God of Conspiracy finished his piece and left, leaving Sui Xiong deeply brooding over the issue.

The God of Light started this war to fight and gain hegemony on the Main Plane. Could it be for this reason as well?

Now that the humans had won this war, could the God of Light really rely on this energy, which would otherwise be called the “leading role’s luck,” and attempt to break through to a greater Divine Power?

Sui Xiong had thought as such. And all the more curious he got.

Suddenly, he felt a sudden jolt and recalled something else.

To talk about assuming the “leading role” of the Main Plane, the Elven Race had played this role back in the years! So why had the Master God of the Elf God System not been able to become a greater Divine Power but died so soundlessly instead?

This was something probably only the God of Conspiracy, who might seemingly be the reincarnation of the elf king, would know. From what he had addressed this time, he might be wanting to sacrifice himself just for the Elven Race. So if there was anything that Sui Xiong wanted to find out from him, Sui Xiong had to make use of the opportunity now.

Thinking of this, Sui Xiong stared hard, and within a fleeting moment, his eyes swept across the entire Main Plane.

As his strength grew, his power also gradually became stronger. The interesting thing was that without knowing why, he realized that the power he could exert on the Main Plane was actually much stronger than what he could exert in the world outside the Main Plane.

Although it was still not as strong as what he could exert in his God Kingdom, at least he still had a “home advantage.”

Probably, it was because of the study of that treasure that there was a certain influence on the enchantment left behind by the Goddess of Life.

Sui Xiong found the God of Conspiracy, who was in a conversation with the Orc Judge, Buddy Brista, without much effort. They were right in the middle of the Ancient Forest, under the “World Tree.”

With a flash of green light, he appeared before the two of them.

“I have something to ask,” Sui Xiong asked directly without wasting much time. “Back in those days, the Elven Race could be considered as the king of the Main Plane, which is to say, they were, more or less, playing the “leading role.” So why didn’t the elf king rely on this to become a greater Divine Power?”

The God of Conspiracy and the Orc Judge looked at each other in the eye and smiled.

“Please allow me to keep this a secret,” he replied with a laugh. However, there was obvious and unmistakable malice in his laughter. “You will know in due time.”

“It’s meaningless to keep me in suspense. Can’t you tell me now?”

“I’m sorry, I really can’t,” the God of Conspiracy said. “There are certain things that will no longer be interesting if they are known in advance.

“To someone as powerful as you, so long as you don’t court your own doom and meet with trouble before the God of Light reaches the peak, there is nothing worry about.” Then he went on to say, “Remember, at this point in time, don’t confront him head-on. Just wait for a period of time…”

Just as they were talking, the three of them suddenly felt a sudden jolt and looked up into the sky at the same time.

At this moment, an indescribable feeling caught the undivided attention of all the living souls living within the Thousand Worlds that the Big Circulation passed by.

Countless gazes bore through mountains and rivers, traversed countless worlds and gathered in the new God Kingdom of the Human God System, the “Court of Victory.”

And all the gods who were there to watch the ceremony all stood up without looking away and walked to the golden figure in the middle of the altar.

The God of Light did not say anything redundant. He did not even utter a single word. He directly started on his attempt for a breakthrough.

He came to the center of the altar. Then, there was a burst of dazzling light behind him.

His aura that was originally so shockingly powerful, abruptly increased in strength. At this moment, even masters like Sui Xiong and Yorgaardman felt suffocated.

On the Positive Plane of the Ring of the World, within the Wheel of Order, which was filled with the light of positive energy, the Master of Order got to his feet. His face that was usually very calm registered a look of anticipation as he looked towards the Court of Victory.

Though they were clearly very far apart from each other, at this moment, his gaze met with that of the God of Light.

The God of Light smiled. In his smile, there was unwavering confidence. There was also a fighting spirit, so strong that it was literally on fire.

The Master of Order understood what the God of Light meant, and he too, smiled.

His smile was calm, but it was like the calmness of the sea before a storm. There were raging waves concealed behind this calmness.

After a few seconds, the God of Light, whose entire body had fully transformed into light, opened his mouth to speak.

“I am Wuther Rang, the Master God of the Human God System. I am the overlord of the Main Plane, the leading role of this generation!”

“Right here, I am asking the world to acknowledge my greatness, to acknowledge that I have surpassed and risen above the great Divine Powers. I am powerful enough to enter a higher realm!”

“Stop for me, great Big Circulation that sweeps through the entire world!”

From the Positive Plane, the Negative Plane, the Matter Plane and the Spirit Plane of the Ring of the World, the high-rolling wave energy of the Big Circulation that had been surging unceasingly stopped.

When it was once again surging and flowing, it was short of one figure from before.

The figure of the God of Light no longer existed within the Human God Kingdom. He appeared in the Wheel of Order, right before the presence of the Master of Order.

“A great welcome to you, newborn greater Divine Power,” the Master of Order opened his mouth to speak. “Let me see what kind of new generation you will be ushering in.”