RPAGF Chapter 120 False God
Chapter 120 False God
Tu Lin circled Lin Baiyan, not seeing any wounds, and then breathed a sigh of relief. "How was the trip to the beach?"
Lin Baiyan grinned and moved closer to him, placing her hands on his shoulders. "With me on the job, of course we'll return with a full haul!"
Tu Lin didn't understand the strange words Lin Baiyan was saying, but he was used to it. He gently patted Lin Baiyan's hand and said, "What nonsense are you spouting? You're so rude."
However, the smile on his face was obvious. He had long regarded Lin Baiyan as his own cub. Usually, Lin Baiyan would take good care of him and think of him whenever he made something delicious or useful.
How could Tu Lin not feel sorry for such a sensible cub?
"We also brought back several long-necked beasts. If we raise more, they can both guard the house and serve as food reserves." Those long-necked beasts looked fierce, and Lin Baiyan didn't feel bad at all about eating them!
When Tu Lin saw the cart crammed full, he quickly called to several orcs to unload the goods.
Only when he saw the earthenware jar full of salt did Tu Lin feel relieved.
Salt is the cornerstone of a tribe; with salt, the tribe can have stability.
Lin Baiyan excitedly flipped through the food they had brought back this time. "We also picked lotus root shoots, they're so delicious. I'll bring you a plate when I'm done cooking."
Tu Lin nodded with a smile.
He's an old orc, half his body is already in the ground, and it's actually quite nice that someone still remembers him.
After tidying up all his loot, Lin Baiyan threw himself onto the bed and rolled over into the shape of a kitten.
"Meow meow~" It's so good to be home. The kitten buried its head in the animal skin blanket and took a few deep breaths. Uncle Rabbit Forest probably came over to air out the animal skin blanket for it, as it smelled of sunshine.
Lin Baiyan lay sprawled on the bed, his limbs outstretched, and then extended his claws, on which was a faint epiphyllum flower mark. He rubbed the epiphyllum flower mark between his claws.
What exactly is the purpose of this epiphyllum mark?
For some reason, the kitten slapped its own face with its paw. Could it really be as childish as it thought?
Commanding all beasts? That's just too outrageous!
Lin Baiyan's mind raced.
What if it really is that outrageous?
That drop of blood was forced from the Beast God's body. After he delivered the blood to Lin Baiyan's body, he was visibly much weaker, as if he had separated a part of himself from it.
Beast God...King of Beasts?
Currently, this is the only plausible explanation…
So, will he be able to use this mark to bully others and intimidate them in the future?
No, no!
It's definitely not as simple as he thinks. Beast God, power of faith... Ephemeral Flower Mark, evolution...
Lin Baiyan had a thread in his mind that vaguely connected the dots.
If this epiphyllum mark is capable of evolution... Lin Baiyan had a sudden flash of inspiration.
This makes sense; the epiphyllum mark acts as a collector, gathering the faith power that the orcs pour into him, which serves as a source of energy.
He guessed that the drop of blood must have the power of the Beast God, but since he was human and there was a difference between humans and gods, his body could not support him to fully exert the maximum effect of this drop of blood.
This is where the power of faith comes in handy; it can serve as an energy source to enable him to use this power.
The kitten found it increasingly perplexing. This upright young man, raised with the utmost scientific principles, was now being overwhelmed by the fantastical world.
The Beast God, far above the clouds, leisurely lay on a chair, watching the kitten scratching its ears and cheeks in the telescope, squinting its eyes, and stuffing a grape into its mouth with its legs crossed.
I fought with that idiot before. Although I didn't win, he called for backup!
If one can't win, surely a group can win?
That damned thing also called for help, but it didn't get any advantage.
After a fierce battle, the group temporarily retreated, and the gods held a small meeting.
Sitting in the very center, a handsome deity with a stern face surveyed his colleagues around him. “The gray aura is starting to wreak havoc again.”
The gray gas suddenly invaded their galaxy in the last tens of thousands of years.
Within the universe, there are three thousand great worlds and three thousand small worlds. Each world is equivalent to a small planet. These different worlds make up this dazzling and magnificent galaxy.
The gods each have their own duties, monitoring the vitality of these worlds, maintaining their operation, and occasionally adjusting any unreasonable trajectories of the worlds.
Everything was peaceful and serene.
Until one day, a mysterious gray aura quietly eroded a certain cultivation world. By the time the gods discovered it, that world had been completely destroyed, and all life in the earth's core had been extinguished.
The gods cannot interfere too much with the operation of a world. By the time they intervene and try to make adjustments, the small world has already collapsed, and the people inside die without realizing it.
The collapse of this world was very sudden, causing turmoil in three or four surrounding worlds. Their colleagues spent a long time repairing it before it was barely restored.
They quickly began investigating the source of the gray mist and eventually tracked down an organization, which they now call the False Gods.
As we all know, gods live on the power of faith, which is their source of strength. The brighter the light of faith that gathers around them, the stronger their fighting power becomes.
To obtain the power of faith, one must rely on these individual worlds.
Where there are people, there is faith.
The origins of the false gods can be traced back to an earlier time. Gods are not born of nature; they are essentially poor laborers working for the Heavenly Dao.
The Heavenly Dao selects suitable individuals from various worlds to bestow upon them divine status, granting them endless lifespans and the right to rule the world.
The highest position and supreme power are often more likely to make people confused. The illusion of prosperity can cause some gods to lose themselves and give rise to some inappropriate thoughts.
Gods are not omnipotent; they will be punished if they make mistakes, and the Heavenly Way has its own methods to discipline them.
Their divine status was revoked, their rights stripped, and they were cast into the underworld to be reborn again.
Some people, unwilling to lose what they had gained, secretly fled to the underworld.
Having been a god for so many years, how could he not have some means of protecting his life?
Thus, the pseudo-god race was born.
Lacking a source of power, the false gods conceived a wicked idea: to use the Earth's core to nourish themselves and grow stronger.
However, they cannot directly absorb the life force in the Earth's core. Without their divine status, recklessly absorbing it would only cause them immense harm.