Divine Throne of Primordial Blood Book 7, Chapter 90: A New God

Within the Temple of G.o.ds.

The G.o.ds rarely ever held meetings like this. After all, they were all quite busy. What was the point of summoning them all here just to hold a pointless discussion?

Unfortunately, some meetings were simply impossible not to hold.

The Moon G.o.ddess was once again sitting at the front of the hall, and she began the discussion. “Over the course of this past year, I have lost about five percent of my wors.h.i.+ppers.”

The Mother G.o.ddess added, “I as well.”

The Lord of the Dreamrealm said, “I lost ten percent.”

The Lord of the Dreamrealm had it worse than the rest of them.

This wasn’t because Frost was purposefully targeting him for revenge, but rather because the Shadowless Sky Church originated in Lionheart City, which was part of his territory. Bannister and the other bishops had utilized their connections with the people they knew there to enhance their numbers. This was also why he had been the first G.o.d to discover this issue.

After the three leaders spoke, the Barbarian G.o.d and the others also began to report how many wors.h.i.+ppers they had lost in the past year.

Each G.o.d had lost around the same amount of wors.h.i.+ppers — around five percent.

Their total losses, however, were roughly equivalent to the total number of wors.h.i.+ppers of one of the three leaders.

This was inconceivable.

In Kun’s territory, conversion was a common occurrence. Sometimes, after a battle, an entire city could change their religious allegiance. The Twilight of the G.o.ds was even rooted in this compet.i.tion over a limited supply of faith.

After a large number of G.o.ds fell, the remaining G.o.ds had discovered that there was enough divine power to divide amongst themselves and at least ensure survival for them. This was also why they had eventually agreed to a treaty.

Of course, this treaty only applied to the G.o.ds. Their creatures were still free to do as they pleased, so wars would still occur from time to time. But as long as the G.o.ds were not affected, they would not interfere.

Under these circ.u.mstances, the loss of a few believers from time to time was quite normal, and it was normal for their numbers to fluctuate. Typically, they could be confident that what was lost would be regained with time. And since the Barrier was about to completely collapse, none of the G.o.ds had any interest in overly worrying about their wors.h.i.+ppers.

The fact that each and every one of them had lost around five percent of their wors.h.i.+ppers, however, made them feel like something was up. A loss of this scale over the course of a year was extremely abnormal.

More importantly, none of them seemed to have experienced a significant increase

In some sense, this meeting was unavoidable.

“Could it be that the world below is in chaos and that many people have died?”

“That is a possibility. The Barbarians appear to be invading human territory. Longue, keep a closer eye on your brood. Don’t let them keep stirring up trouble in this crucial time.”

“Silence. They are spreading my faith, so how could I possibly tell them to stop? Also, the Eternal Treaty has no provisions for this situation.”

“The Barbarians’ activity alone cannot explain this. Their invasion is not affecting my territory.”

The G.o.ds continued to converse amongst themselves, and the temple was soon filled with clamoring voices.

In the end, it was the Mother G.o.ddess who silenced them all when she calmly asked, “How long has it been since you all last looked at what was going on in the world below?”

All of the G.o.ds simultaneously fell silent.

Even though descending was not an easy task, it wasn’t as if they had no other way of finding out what was going on in the world below.

Each G.o.d had a corresponding statue, upon which they could imprint a seal and hear the prayers of their believers.

In some sense, the G.o.ds were omniscient, because wherever their believers went, they could discover what was happening there.

Unfortunately, the truth was often disappointing.

The G.o.ds in fact did not choose to do so.

Most of the time, they weren’t even listening.

Why not?

Was that even a question that needed to be asked?

What could their wors.h.i.+ppers possibly be praying about?

“G.o.d, please save my child.”

“G.o.d, I have been treated unfairly. What should I do?”

“G.o.d, why would they treat me like this? Why would you punish me like this?”

“G.o.d, give me strength.”

“G.o.d, give me wealth.”

“G.o.d, I want……”

“I want……”

“I want……”

Unceasing, and without end.

Almost all of their wors.h.i.+ppers’ prayers were requests of this fas.h.i.+on.

If you were a G.o.d, what would you do when faced with this veritable sea of requests?

Would you grow impatient and think to yourself, Is this all they know how to do?

Would you feel hatred? They’re supposed to be supporting me, not the other way around.

Would you feel disgusted? They’re as annoying as a swarm of flies.

Would you ignore them? I haven’t paid them any attention for so long, but they still believe in me. If that’s the case, then why should I ever listen to them?

This was exactly how the G.o.ds saw their believers.

After growing sick of the countless requests that their wors.h.i.+ppers made of them, and after realizing that their wors.h.i.+ppers would still believe in them even if they ignored their requests, the G.o.ds began to tune out their pleas.

It was already considered caring for a G.o.d to listen to their believers’ prayers every ten years and respond once every hundred.

In any case, as long as nothing too pressing was taking place, the G.o.ds would just ignore their wors.h.i.+ppers.

Unless their wors.h.i.+ppers suddenly started disappearing, that is.

Only then would the G.o.ds begin to panic and wonder when they had last heard their wors.h.i.+ppers’ prayers.

The Mother G.o.ddess was specifically pointing this out.

The G.o.ds all glanced at each other before they realized that all of their wors.h.i.+ppers seemed to be praying about a common subject.

“I will go and take a look.” In the end, it was the Moon G.o.ddess who took the initiative to descend.

The prayers of the Moon G.o.ddess Church’s followers were finally answered. The Archbishop was an old man who spoke with a slight lisp, and his manner of speaking was quite confusing.

The Moon G.o.ddess had no patience and immediately asked, “What is happening down there?”

Within the Moon G.o.ddess Church.

The archbishop was in the middle of praying when a voice suddenly resonated in his heart, shocking him so badly that he fell back onto his b.u.t.t. Suddenly, he realized what had happened, and he kowtowed as he cried out, “My Lord, you have finally heard my prayers!”

“Why have the number of my wors.h.i.+ppers decreased?” the Moon G.o.ddess said with little patience.

The archbishop hurriedly replied, “A new G.o.d has appeared and has gained many new converts. Did my Lord not know about this?”

“A new G.o.d?”

All of the G.o.ds in the hall were stunned by this revelation.

They had considered countless possibilities, but the only one that they hadn’t accounted for was this one.

How could a new G.o.d appear in Kun’s territory? What was this all about?

It wasn’t until the archbishop explained the situation that the G.o.ds finally somewhat recovered from their shock.

“The Shadowless Sky G.o.d? Who is that? Does anyone know him?”

“No. Could he be one of the true ancient G.o.ds?”

“Impossible. Every G.o.d was present during the Twilight. How could a new one suddenly appear out of nowhere?”

“Then could he be a newborn one?”

“Given the current state of Kun’s territory, I’d say that that’s basically impossible.”

“Has that d.a.m.ned b.a.s.t.a.r.d finally shown himself?”

“Is he trying to get himself killed?”

“Or maybe he is growing anxious because of the Barrier’s imminent destruction.”

“Then he should take some lessons from that other spy who managed to sneak in and kill people instead of trying to entice our wors.h.i.+ppers away.”

“Who knows. Maybe he has some trick up his sleeves.”

The G.o.ds all began to discuss this amongst themselves animatedly. Interestingly enough, the focus of all their discussion was the Human Ancestor.

No one even considered the possibility of Frost being involved.

A mere p.a.w.n that had managed to sneak through from the Origin Realm would never be able to stir up such a commotion.

But of course, since the G.o.ds were getting involved now, it was only natural that they would investigate the situation further before making a decision.

Near Wild Red Hills.

This place had once been completely desolate, but after the establishment of the Shadowless Sky Church, traces of human activity could be seen all throughout the region.

At the center of an enormous new city was an imposing new church.

A giant Shadowless Sky G.o.d statue had been erected there to be wors.h.i.+pped by the church’s followers. Standing at the very front was the church’s archbishop, Frost.

At that moment, golden light suddenly descended upon them, illuminating the entire church.

Frost was momentarily taken aback before he realized what was happening and muttered to himself, “They’re here.”

A powerful, majestic will surged forwards, filling the church’s main hall. Even though there were countless disciples present, only Frost could hear a voice speaking to him. The other disciples remained in place as if they were frozen.

“Whom do you serve?”

Frost’s eyebrow arched up. “My Lord calls himself the Shadowless Sky G.o.d. As the G.o.d of Light, he is responsible for illuminating the darkness that has filled the human realm.”

“The G.o.d of Light fell during the Twilight of the G.o.ds.”

“That’s why my Lord has chosen to call himself the Shadowless Sky G.o.d,” Frost replied.

The G.o.ds were stunned by Frost’s words.

Was this archbishop saying that the Shadowless Sky G.o.d was the successor of the G.o.d of Light, who had fallen a long time ago?

The G.o.ds had been born as a result of the will of the Heavens. It was not strange for one of them to die and then be reborn again. This had actually happened quite a few times during the Twilight of the G.o.ds, but it was the first time any of them had seen this happen in the last ten thousand years.

One of the G.o.ds then asked, “Where does your Lord reside? Since he has been born, why has he not come to meet us yet?”

Frost lowered his head and demurely replied, “May I ask which G.o.d I am speaking to?”

“You have the attention of the full pantheon of the G.o.ds.”

Frost knelt and said, “Elon of the Shadowless Church greets the G.o.ds.”

“Speak. Where is he?”

Frost lifted his head as his body began to glow with holy light. “My Lord resides within the Barrier!”

“The Barrier!” All of the G.o.ds were stunned by his words.

“Yes, the Barrier!” A fervent gaze appeared in Su Chen’s eyes. “My Lord was born in and resides in the Barrier. His birth is the Barrier’s will!”

The G.o.ds were all stunned when they heard this.

Frost was basically saying that the Shadowless Sky G.o.d hadn’t appeared not because he couldn’t but rather because he had merged with the Barrier of the G.o.ds.

Was that even possible?

It was, at least in theory.

The G.o.ds were born from Method Power, which meant that any kind of Method Power could birth a G.o.d.

The Barrier had existed for tens of thousands of years, so it also contained its own Method Power. And given how many G.o.ds had died during the Twilight of the G.o.ds and left behind vengeful thoughts and strands of will, it was not inconceivable for a new G.o.d to appear.

A new G.o.d that contained traces of the old G.o.ds.

And this G.o.d would naturally be the most suited to bypa.s.s the restrictions of Kun’s territory. The G.o.ds had theorized all this a long time ago, but theory was not always representative of reality.

Of course, because this G.o.d was supposedly born in the Barrier, he was trapped, making it impossible for him to return to their side.

And he was only appearing now because the Barrier itself was weakening. Theoretically, this would have increased his range of motion quite significantly.

Even though it was nothing more than a lie, it was at least a very logical one.

Unsurprisingly, this was a lie that the Human Ancestor had helped him construct. At the very least, the logic behind it would hold up even under intense scrutiny.

Now, the question was how he could convince the other party to actually believe him.