"To believe in Deus Initium... means there’s a chance to become a god?"
As the majestic voice echoed from within the temple, Cook felt his eardrums tremble, and even his soul fell into solemn reverence.Just hearing this divine voice gave him the humbling sense of peering up at the vast heavens, reminding him of his own insignificance.The power of Deus Initium was far greater than anything he had ever imagined.
From this moment onward, all he needed to do was follow the deity’s instructions—devoutly believe in Him with unwavering faith.
After all, such a divine being who wielded endless divine points would surely never deceive him.But for now, there were still things Cook had to take care of.
"O great Deus Initium, I still have some unfinished missions. Once I’ve completed them, I promise to return here as quickly as I can, and serve You with the utmost devotion."
Having said that, Cook—who had now found the answer he had been searching for—bowed deeply to the temple with unwavering resolve before turning to leave.
His steps were firm and purposeful, as if nothing in the world could hinder his path.
Standing beside him, Thomas silently took note of the young man.He had overseen hundreds of thousands of devotees over the years and had met all kinds of people—but someone like Cook was a rare find.
To possess one’s own convictions, to have a clear direction, and to carry them out with steadfastness—such people had boundless potential for the future.
"Bloodline and hard work are essential to growing stronger," Thomas murmured, "but faith—the conviction in one’s heart—is just as critical."
"There’s no doubt about it—this young man carries many untold stories. What he’s endured to reach this point must be unimaginable."
Thomas sighed softly. People with such unshakable belief had often walked through the fires of hardship and adversity.Though Cook looked quite young, the steadfast gleam in his eyes was as resolute as stone. It was as though he were witnessing the birth of a martyr.
Now that his bloodline had advanced, Thomas found himself far more sensitive to the presence of other Awakeners.While others might not find Cook particularly remarkable—some might even view him as too arrogant—Thomas saw a blazing flame within him, standing out brilliantly in the dim surroundings. It was impossible to miss.
Taking a deep breath, Thomas was about to return to his personal quarters to rest.But then, he suddenly sensed a familiar aura approaching.
Turning his head slightly, he saw a stunning woman with curves that rivaled that of a succubus approaching with graceful, mesmerizing steps.Every motion she made seemed infused with infinite allure.
Yet Thomas’s expression remained unchanged, as though he hadn’t seen her at all.
He already recognized who she was.
The woman was none other than the Zerg Queen—an entity once taken under the wing of Deus Initium in the early days.
"Zerg Queen?" Thomas said with furrowed brows. "Why are you here?"
The Zerg Queen had, until now, been keeping a low profile, never stirring up trouble.He couldn’t understand what had suddenly brought her here.
"Missionary Thomas," she said sweetly, "can you help me report to Lord Deus Initium?"
"When... will I be granted ascension to godhood?"
"You know full well that if I become a god, I’ll be able to contribute even more to Lord Deus Initium’s cause."
Originally, she hadn’t intended to come here. She had merely been quietly fulfilling the tasks assigned to her by Owen.But as she watched one familiar face after another ascend to become a Vassal God under Deus Initium’s banner, her heart couldn’t help but be shaken.
On the one hand, she was excited—Deus Initium truly possessed the power to make mortals divine. That gave her hope.
But on the other hand, the fact that she still hadn’t been chosen to become a Vassal God filled her with anxiety and frustration.She worried that Deus Initium had forgotten about her... or perhaps didn’t plan to elevate her at all.
So, during the grand celebration, she drank some wine—just enough to feel lightheaded—and with a mix of courage and intoxication, she came looking for Thomas.
After all, she didn’t have the courage to ask Deus Initium directly.
Upon hearing her plea, Thomas immediately understood her concerns.
He gently shook his head.
The matter of who could become a god was something only Deus Initium Himself could decide. No one else had the right to speak on it.Even as a missionary of Deus Initium, Thomas had no say in the matter.
Still, the Zerg Queen had worked diligently over the past months.A blunt rejection wouldn’t reflect well in the public eye—especially given how much Deus Initium valued and cared for His devotees.
So, after taking a deep breath, Thomas looked her up and down and said:
"Deus Initium watches the world in silence. When the time comes for your ascension, He will not overlook you."
"The reason you haven’t become a god yet—perhaps you should look within and reflect upon yourself."
"Have you gone above and beyond in fulfilling the tasks entrusted to you by Deus Initium?"
"Is your faith strong enough? Have you been growing more devout each day?"
"If you can do what I’ve just said—improve each day, put Deus Initium’s will before all else—then your ascension will not be far off."
As he finished speaking, he gave her a reassuring pat on the shoulder.
"Go and think it over. I don’t share this kind of advice with just anyone."
Hearing his words, the Zerg Queen froze in place.
"Have I gone above and beyond in my tasks?"
"Have I truly grown more devout with each passing day?"
Thomas’s voice was like an arrow piercing straight through her soul.Her drunken haze rapidly dissipated, and a sudden realization dawned on her.
That’s right!
While she had been completing the tasks assigned to her and seemed diligent on the surface, the truth was—so were countless other devotees under Deus Initium’s command.In such a crowd, she was merely average—far from outstanding enough to warrant special attention.
Only by exceeding expectations, by making Deus Initium take special notice of her, could she earn her place as a Vassal God.
What’s more, her faith still wasn’t devout enough.Otherwise, she wouldn’t have focused so much on the outcome—becoming a god—instead of dedicating herself fully to the process of serving and worshiping Him.
She now recalled that Deus Initium had said:As long as one devoutly believes in Him, they can become a god.
And now, as she looked at those who had indeed achieved godhood, weren’t they all extraordinarily devout?
With that revelation, the Zerg Queen’s gaze cleared, her mind sharper than ever.
But another question immediately followed:
How could she make her faith even more devout?
Time slipped by again. More than half a month passed in silence.
Morning.
The mist was cool and light in the early dawn.
Owen slowly opened her eyes—and at that moment, a radiant divine light burst forth from deep within them.
The light shone as brilliantly as flowing molten gold, instantly painting the surrounding space in brilliant hues of gold.With it came an overwhelming, majestic pressure—an undeniable divine presence—spreading through the very fabric of the void.
In that instant, the entire Divine Space transformed into a golden, resplendent temple.
As Owen’s divine might surged upward like crashing waves, the sky above began to tremble.
From all directions, clouds ablaze with fire gathered, forming a vast inferno in the heavens—an apocalyptic fire sea suspended upside-down over the world.
The searing heat vaporized all moisture from the earth below.
In the city, every resident began to sweat profusely, their bodies feeling as though they were on the verge of melting.
They looked skyward—only to witness the boundless inferno covering the sky, as if they were standing inside a crimson ocean of flame.
A deep sense of dread began to show on every face.
They didn’t doubt for a moment—if the fire sea fell, the city would become a living hell, and no one would escape the wrath of those divine flames.
But just then, from within the temple, a pillar of golden light pierced the sky like a divine spear.
It shattered the surging inferno overhead, breaking apart the fire sea into countless glowing fragments that faded from existence.
The heat vanished.
Blue skies returned.
It was as if the terrifying scene they’d witnessed had been nothing more than a passing illusion.
Yet in one of the side halls, Thomas’s eyes flew wide open.
Because at that moment, Deus Initium’s temple had grown nearly tenfold—towering like a golden mountain!The divine aura pouring from it had become even more vast and overwhelming.
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Within the temple, Owen’s face broke into a serene smile.
3-Star Ancient God—achieved.
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