The changes in the era had changed many things. Many of the mysteries of the past had become common knowledge.
For example, the knowledge of the gods had become less unattainable. Their existence and concepts had been recorded in books. As a result, the number of devout believers had greatly decreased. The number and quality of high-level gods of faith were not as good as before.
After all, worship came from the unknown. Most people would not devote themselves wholeheartedly to an existence that they could understand and know. This was another reason why the new Aishi gods had set their sights on Ansorenne.
To give the most realistic example, the sea gods did not live in the boundless ocean as ordinary people imagined. The ones living in the ocean were the mortals under their protection — the sea race.
Some sea gods lived in the water elemental plane. Some were more chaotic and lived in the Abyss where the demons lived. Some lived in the special half-plane, the Pankejing region.
When information about their residences, house numbers, the names of their subordinates, strengths, and weaknesses could be found in the library, the old gods of the new era had to consider not only the piety of their believers.
What they had to worry about was whether or not some big shot who was trying to become a god would come knocking on their door and take away their priesthoods and divine positions.
These were not unfounded fears. In the 30 years before the War of Dawn and the 100 years after, these gods had changed batch after batch. In the face of the new generation of demigods who had grown up in bloody battles, the old antiques who were trying to become gods, and the foreign gods and powerful mortals who had migrated from the outer realms to get official positions and identities, the low-level gods who believed in becoming gods were not enough.
The rules would also change with the times. Too frequent wars between gods and the replacement of priesthoods was not a good thing for this world. In the 112 Year of Dawn, a new agreement of the gods was signed.
In this agreement, the originally rough concept of a god system was confirmed. A god system became a real organization, family, or kingdom. Provoking or even killing a god would lead to the joint revenge of at least a dozen gods in a god system.
As a result, this agreement, which seemed to cause war, greatly reduced the frequency of wars between gods. It also caused the leaders of the major pantheons to spend more time and effort to consider the opinions of their followers. The subordinate gods and low-level gods were also more afraid of being expelled from their pantheons. Considering the large number of demigods and quasi gods, that was basically suicide.
But from another perspective, this also gave the gods a sense of security. After the agreement was signed, the godhunters could finally stop their wild ambitions. If they continued to hunt gods, they would not only offend their prey, but also their pantheons and all pantheons that had signed the agreement.
On a relatively high level, the strength and status of the gods of faith were notoriously incompatible. It was no longer news that true gods could not defeat powerful demigods....
However, after going around, some things remained the same.
For example, the gods were not allowed to directly interfere with the mortal plane. Previously, the Elemental Tide on the Aishi's surface did not allow the gods to descend in their true forms. But now, it was the restrictions of various agreements.
Of course, with agreements, there were always loopholes. The gods of the major pantheon had far too many tricks up their sleeves. They would be too naive to think that the gods could only watch from above.
Incarnations of saints, chosen ones, minions, divine pets, subordinate churches … there were far too many indirect ways to interfere … but still, nobody would be foolish enough to directly interfere.
"You can interfere, but don't ever get caught. Don't ever become a reason for other pantheons to investigate and interfere."
It was now an art for the gods to interfere with the mortal plane and the surface. If they were caught in the act, their reputation would be ruined and they would lose faith. If they didn't have enough faith, they would lose divinity. If their divinity and divine power dropped to a certain level, they would enter eternal sleep, which was worse than death.
And this wasn't even the only negative result. If they were caught in the act and attacked by enemy factions, becoming the reason for other pantheons to start a war, being banished from their pantheon would be an acceptable punishment. After all, they wouldn't be killed on the spot as an example to others.
And right now, there was a powerful god in the Punkewhale Domain who was quite worried about his own future.
The God of Monsoon and Seagull, Wouter, was a messenger god in the Ocean Pantheon. His main divine job was to send messages between Gods and pantheons. Considering how advanced communication technology was in the new generation … Wouter was basically the Gods' henchman, a trusted subordinate who specialized in all sorts of personal matters.
That was why even though Wouter's divine job wasn't that high, and his divine power was one of the weakest in the pantheon, the other gods would still give him some face. After all, Wouter represented the Gods' reputation.
But now, Wouter, who was responsible for the Gods' reputation, felt that if the situation continued to develop as it was, he would either be banished from his pantheon, or be hammered to death by his angry boss.
In front of Wouter, the God of Thunder, the God of Thunder, was covered in dark clouds. Lightning flashed within the clouds, indicating how excited his boss was right now.
"… Wouter, is this your so-called art of interfering with the mortal world? Is this your wondrous technique that makes it so that no one will be able to use against you? Fine, fine, you can go explain it to the Nature Gods yourself. "
"I … I only arranged for one sea monster to appear, isn't it … I know, the other gods must be trying to set me up! They … "
Wouter stopped halfway through his rebuttal. The God of Thunder had never had a good temper. He blinked and discovered to his astonishment that he was now in a large green forest.
"… The Eternal Dream!? The Nature Gods' main home plane!? Oh no! "
While the God of Thunder was howling in grief, a similar howl of despair was also being heard in a certain mortal country.
Over there, the master of the throne, who was represented by the image of Mr. Nice Guy, was roaring angrily. Below him, whether it was the Prime Minister who could summon the wind and rain in the country or the Great General who held military power, they could only be yes-men.
"… How could it be leaked!? Just who leaked it!? My treasure, my national treasure! Not only are there bandits targeting it now, there are also the Seafolk and sea monsters! Even the Gods are interfering! Not only are there divine powers sealing it, even Divine Pets have appeared! Just who leaked this information!? Investigate! I don't care who leaked it, even if it's a God! I'll kill all nine generations of their family! "
The God of Thunder was furious, and his subordinates could only cower in fear.
Wouter's seemingly arrogant threats weren't made up for nothing. In this mystical new generation, the ruler of a mega empire wielded far more power than a low-level God could ever hope to compare to.
But now, his subordinates could only lower their heads and whisper to each other. Just which God was so insane as to leak this information to a God?
But now wasn't the time to scheme against each other. If something really happened to the "national treasure", it was likely that more than half of the people here would be replaced.
But no matter how they asked, questioned, or threatened, not a single person would be foolish enough to admit it.
If someone was scheming, then the moment the Gods and divine powers interfered, everything would be over.
While the outside world was in chaos, a cruise ship was undergoing a test of life and death in an area sealed off by divine power.
The side of the cruise ship slowly opened its hold, and a bright silver speedboat was pushed out into the ocean.
To everyone's disbelief, when the speedboat entered the sea, the entire battlefield fell into a strange standstill.
Without any obstruction, the sea monster octopus was able to enjoy a delicious meal of the Seafolk while stopping its attempts to climb onto the deck. Its indescribable eyes all turned in one direction.
The pirate ships on the outskirts stopped firing their cannons as they adjusted their sails. A perfect gust of wind allowed them to sail towards their new target — the silver-white speedboat.
Even the Seafolk that had already taken over the cruise ship mysteriously put down their prey and jumped into the ocean, or changed directions.
Someone on the speedboat, who didn't know that they were the center of attention, asked a question that no one knew how to answer.
"How strange? Why did these guys get together and attack a cruise ship that obviously doesn't have much to gain? "
Rorschach was silent. He silently looked at the sky and then glanced at the kind-looking "Earth merchant" beside him.
"Who knows?"
Yuxi Liu also glanced at the people around him and then revealed a kind and commercial smile.
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