Another one of the Void Mask's followers was apotheosized!
The news spread fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had spread all over the world. Although Damwade's apotheosized process was very low-key, he still became famous at once.
It was hard for a new god not to be famous!
In particular, he was not the kind of god who completely created his own priesthood. The priesthood of "agriculture" was the most important part of the "harvest" priesthood of the late Goddess of Harvest, and then added valuable contents such as "ploughing," "farmer," and so on. The final priesthood was not only rich in content, but also had great room for expansion. And when he was apotheosized, a large number of faith and divinity that originally belonged to the "harvest" were quickly transferred to his name, so that this newly born god suddenly skipped the weakest stage of weak divine power, and in just a few minutes, he became a weak divine power.
Whether it was the gods or the human world, there was no shortage of discerning people. He used such a short time to become a weak divine power, and obviously he had great potential. In the future, he would at least be a mid-level divine power — the Goddess of Harvest was at this level, and the God of Agriculture could not be weaker than him.
"At least a mid-level divine power, the God of Knowledge is likely to become a great divine power; at the top of the mid-level divine power, the God of Agriculture is likely to become a great divine power; the God of Medicine and Healing is a weak divine power but has a bright future … The Void Mask really has a lot of talents under him!"
In the Pantheon temple, there were already gods sighing.
"Rather than saying that he has talents, it is better to say that he is good at cultivating talents. In just 50 years, to be exact, a little more than 30 years, he has cultivated four followers. This ability … Even when the world was created, no Master God could compare with him! "
"And he is also very good at fighting and can hold the scene."
"Yes! This is the most important! Only a Main God who could fight could truly support a Pantheon! Just like the God of Knights, he could single-handedly support the development of the human god system from scratch … "
"But the God of Knights is far less efficient in cultivating the younger gods."
"But the God of Knights cultivated … you know."
"In that case, the God of Knights is indeed more powerful!"
"You can't say things so arbitrarily! In another tens of thousands of years, who can guarantee that the Void Mask will not have such a character? What's more, he's so strong. Who knows, maybe in a few tens of thousands of years, he'll become a great Divine Power … "
"… Great Divine Power …"
As they chatted, a god suddenly said, "By the way, the Void Mask … He hasn't officially become a god yet, right?"
As soon as he said that, the originally heated discussion suddenly cooled down.
A god who was already so powerful that he was one of the best among the great Divine Powers, but he had yet to be officially apotheosized. This was very strange.
Moreover … he couldn't help but feel a little worried …
"This reminds me of the Dragon of Chaos," the God of Conspiracy said in a low voice.
The God of Justice, Yorgaardman, frowned and was about to speak when Wall roared angrily, "Watch your words! Despicable bastard! "
According to the God of Conspiracy's habits, he would most likely have a quarrel at this point. But this time, he chose to retreat. He chuckled and disappeared without a trace.
But although he had left, the problem remained.
This was also his usual method. With a light sentence, he would bury a thorn in someone's heart, waiting for it to happen in the future.
However, the gods were all experienced, and such a method did not have much effect on them. After a while, a god laughed and said, "If the Void Mask can really become the next Dragon of Chaos, it seems that we should seize the time to ride on his coattails. After all, he is a reasonable and affectionate person. As long as we can ride on his coattails, we can rest easy for the next tens of thousands of years. "
As soon as he said that, the gods laughed again, and the originally heavy atmosphere disappeared.
That god was also good at talking, and he immediately found the key to the problem — Sui Xiong was different from the Dragon of Chaos who did things indiscriminately and liked to kill and destroy. Although he did things according to his heart and seemed very unreliable, he was very reasonable. In particular, he clearly distinguished between kindness and hatred. Many things were done quite beautifully, and no one could find fault with him.
If a madman or a villain became a great Divine Power, everyone would worry; but if a good person who was at least kind became a great Divine Power, the gods would only welcome him.
However, there were also some gods who were smiling on the surface, but in their hearts, they were secretly muttering.
Not only did the Dragon of Chaos have a problem with his personality and style of doing things, but most importantly, he was an evil god!
The conflict between the upright gods and the evil gods was not only a conflict between two organizations, but also a conflict between ideas and order.
Although there were also chaotic and evil lunatics among the upright gods, no matter how crazy they were, they had to follow their own priesthood, camps, and doctrines. Those were the iron rules that could not be violated, and it was also the key to dealing with them.
Evil gods were different. They were completely unrestrained, and they did things according to their heart. They really went where they wanted to go, did what they wanted to do, and never had any restrictions. Even those relatively kind evil gods often did things that were completely against the "rules", which made all those who got along with them feel great pressure.
If Sui Xiong really did not become a god and chose to become an evil god, then it meant that when trading with him or cooperating with him, there would be no effective guarantee, and he could turn against them at any time.
Although he was not such a person, even if there was only this possibility, it was enough to make the gods who wanted to cooperate with him worry. Perhaps in the future, when they needed to make such a decision, they would think twice, or even cancel such a plan.
This kind of thing, Wall could not see, but the God of Justice, Yorgaardman, was very clear about it. But he also had no choice — no matter what, Sui Xiong's own choice was the key. If he had to choose to become a completely unrestrained evil god, then he could not blame others for not being at ease with him.
Things in the world were like this: there were advantages and disadvantages, and it was very fair.
Fortunately, in any case, Sui Xiong's good resume in the past could be of great help. Over the years, all the gods who had cooperated with him had all benefited, and the benefits were not small. With such facts as a basis, it was believed that even if he became an evil god in the future, he could still get many reliable friends.
"It's really hard to imagine, Damwade, that you have become a god!"
In the Holy Kingdom's "shelter," the God of Agriculture, Damwade, met his former employer and life mentor, who was now "Void Mask Holy Spirit" Krieg Keane.
"At first, His Majesty said that you might become a god, and I thought it might take another few decades or even a hundred years. I didn't expect it to be so fast!"
"Yes, I didn't expect it either … But unconsciously, I accumulated enough, and then there was no earth-shattering scene, so I naturally became a god."
"You're so muddle-headed about becoming a god, but you haven't changed at all!"
"Haha, you haven't changed either …"
Krieg's appearance was not much different from that year. He was still thin, wearing a loose robe, holding a feather fan in his hand, and looking like a sage who might fly away with the wind at any time. However, the clumsy mage who was rigid and inflexible and only knew how to work according to his instructions had now become a new great god.
Looking at Damwade, who looked almost the same as in his memory, he could not help but laugh. "Long time no see."
"Yes, long time no see … So many years have passed in the blink of an eye …" Damwade had not fully adapted to his identity as a god, and the way he talked and acted was no different from that of ordinary people. "Among my old friends, several have passed away."
Among the group of people who had built the Keane Territory with Krieg, the old butler Layton had passed away long ago. His soul, like Krieg's wife Amelie, had been reincarnated with the help of Sui Xiong and started a new life. Knight Devore had died on the battlefield of "Sun's Death Day," and Knight James had died shortly after his youngest son's eldest son got married. When he died, he was just 60 years old. Although it was not a long life, it was a good death. Patrol Captain Rhett had long since retired, but he often went to the barracks with a cane, accompanied by his little granddaughter, to instruct young people in archery. Pastor Maury had become the chief priest and had left the Keane Territory. Last year, he wrote to Rhett, saying that he was now managing the ancient books in the Great Temple of the Kingdom of Light and was almost retired. Intelligence officer Lafur had been injured many times in open and covert attacks. Later, at his daughter's wedding, he drank too much wine, which he rarely did, and his old wounds flared up again. He died before he heard his grandson call him grandpa.
The chief priest Milomon of the Church of the Void Mask had left. He, who had become a legendary master, was now a world-famous gourmet. Thomas and Nicholas of the Church of the God of Literature and Art had jointly established a temple, but the two leaders of the temple were still quarreling often. The two old men with white hair often quarreled so much that the younger generation did not know how to persuade them. The warden, Sherdel, had passed away. Drinking too much wine had hurt his health. His job was now taken over by Fess, but he was also approaching the age of retirement. Donaldson, who had been an "actor" for many years, had also passed away. He, who had no children, died a little lonely.
At present, the main pillars of the Keane Territory were the legendary master, Romon, and a few middle-aged knights, such as Knight Shawn James, who was also nearly 40 years old. By the way, his wife was two years older than him. She was Rena, who had a special bloodline and had once served as a scout in the Keane Territory. There was also the son of Knight Devore, Charles Owens. He was 35 or 36 years old and was in the prime of his life.
Anna Keane and Stephen Carter had five children. The eldest, Louis, was already 15 years old. He was considered a talented person and was working hard to learn government affairs so that he could take over in the future. His younger brothers and sisters were not too outstanding, but they were not that bad either. In general, they were a good generation of defenders.
Time flowed like water, and twenty years quietly passed just like that. Crick and Damwade drank wine and talked about the affairs of the world. Sometimes they laughed, sometimes they sighed, and sometimes they raised their glasses together to toast the happy, sad, sad, and interesting things. They drank to the long-lost reunion.
The old days had passed. From now on, it would be a new beginning.
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