Looking out over this vast grassland.
The Tapestry God felt sad.
The primitive and backward world did not even have the most basic towns. It was a great waste for the plains to be so deserted and unused.
The Creeping Zone was an inch of land.
Over there, the boundary dimensions could overlap anytime, anywhere, and a swarm of monsters could pop up and go on a killing spree, so there’s no peace and nature here.
The divine war never stops.
Believers’ killing and tilting, altars and idols hidden between light and darkness, apostles and heroes’ bloodstained battlefields …… are able to stand, and beliefs are passed down across the epochs, so that they can be truly called gods.
It was a cruel jungle belonging to the strong.
This place is nothing more than the comfortable shallows where trainee gods are bred. No, to call them gods would be an exaggeration, these trainees are just cannon fodder with the qualifications to compete for the gods.
Or to put it nicely, the Chosen.
They know nothing of this world.
Most of the cannon fodder would fall into the complacency of being called gods. They take for granted that they are both the Chosen and the One.
There is no excuse for this.
All beings with intelligence will want to hide from stress and responsibility, and crave unlimited pleasure and power.
The Tapestry God looked back on his own long staircase of Ascension to God and came from that same period of naivety.
From unwillingness to doubt, from helplessness to acceptance, from difficulty to despair, from rising up to recasting glory.
This was the path of the gods.
If you want to gain the name of the gods, you have to bear the pressure of belonging to the gods.
The path of divine advancement is difficult one step at a time, as the fire of faith continues to ignite a continent, crossing epochs and entering a world, the gods, the title gods, the main gods ……
He must lead the many worlds and cross each zone boundary. Standing out in the Creeping Zone and breaking into the infinitely terrifying Leap Zone, only then would they be qualified to chase after the unattainable Ultra Limit Zone.
During this process, most of the gods would fall in the ups and downs. A very small portion would be able to swim against the current and further approach that truly infinite and distance-free dimension.
The Tapestry God was well aware that he currently did not possess the ability to go further.
Advancing to the [Title] was all still something that had yet to be shadowed.
He considered himself to be a low and down-to-earth God of the Gods.
However.
This time, it proved that being too low and down-to-earth might not necessarily be a good thing for a god.
Due to the fact that He was usually too obscure in the Divine Palace, the Tapestry God had always been the most neglected of the Gods. He had avoided war for many years, and his ranking in the Pantheon of Gods had continued to fall, ranking 19th in the Divine Palace.
By order of [Whistle Blower], he was sent to descend with [Skeleton Hat God] to enter the Shard World in search of the key.
The Tapestry God was disheartened.
The might of the title deity could not be challenged, and the Tapeworm God could only bite His teeth and swallow blood. He had to personally destroy the realm-dimensional civilisation and wonders he had built, give up his divine body, and fall to a trainee state where he could not move.
This was the cruel reality of the pantheon of gods.
The gods faced their subordinate title gods, and except for a very few special cases, they had little power to resist.
It was an iron rule that one must not challenge a superior deity.
The Tapestry God had only regret in his heart.
If he had known earlier, he should have displayed his strength from time to time, participated in more divine battles, and tried his best to raise his ranking.
Now instead, he was considered a waste by [Whistle Blower]!
Cutting off his past contemplation and remorse, the Tapestry God looked at the land around the idol.
There were insignificant green mushrooms growing on the grassland, which was His favourite [Miracle].
The [Strain of Mushrooms] could attack or defend.
Early on, they would multiply rapidly in the rain, and once the strains grew into shape, they would turn into a kind of movable [Fungus Man].
Although the Fungus People couldn’t provide the Flame of Faith and didn’t have intelligence, they were the best soldiers and scouts, and they were best used to find the key.
Who knew that this bad luck wouldn’t be his own chance?
The Tapeworm God fumed in his heart.
After getting the key, there’s no rush to ascend into the Hall of Gods, first I’ll gain enough power from the [Golden Wilderness].
When I am re-ranked as a god of the gods, I will let you all know what it means to be cruel!
Including you.
[Whistle Blower].
Wait for me!
……
The Tapestry God returned to his senses and suddenly noticed a change on the ground.
How did [Strain] become less?
He looked down at the grassland around the idol and quickly found the reason.
A group of sneaky little things were nibbling on the [Strain].
Rabbits?
Damn inferior mongrels!
Nope.
Ordinary rabbits wouldn’t ingest the [Fungus Strain], the toxins inside would overwhelm them and they would quickly die and turn into fertiliser. Previously, He had killed a large group of fishmen that had docked and used their corpses to cultivate the [Strain], and had reaped a good harvest.
This group of rabbits, however, weren’t afraid of the poison at all, and they frantically gnawed on the strains, hungry to the point of hideousness.
The Tapestry God gazed at the rabbits.
[Crazy Rabbits]?
Turns out they were brain-dead.
Just as the Tapeworm God expected, these rabbits quickly died on the ground after gnawing on the strains. New strains grew out of their corpses and turned into new nutrients.
Hmph.
After all, they were inferior species, just scraps that couldn’t even produce the Flame of Faith.
A trace of disdain flashed through the Tapestry God’s heart.
The immediate priority was to continue to hibernate and further cultivate the [Strain], as long as there were enough legions of Fungus People, they would be able to easily occupy the entire land. At that time, they would be able to harvest the Flame of Faith from the land species, steadily and surely.
The Tapeworm God was satisfied with his plan.
The Skeleton Hasa God had an aggressive style and should still be tossing around in the sea at this time.
Although it was only a fragmented world, the depths and borders might be hiding tricky monsters, so it was good to let Him take a chance.
As for the trainee god here?
I hope that this guy will take in and cultivate believers properly, save the population and faith for himself for the time being, and won’t be ungrateful.
This was a minor issue.
The Tapestry God prepared two options.
The first scenario was based on finding the key himself, then the follow up would only require steady development.
The second scenario was that if Wrecking Hasa God found the key ahead of time, the Tapeworm God would not hesitate to launch a divine war – exterminating the other party here in order to seize the key.
The Skeleton Hasa God’s apostles were made from skeletons, and skeletons were limited.
Their own [strains], however, had infinite room for growth!
As long as they were given enough time to develop, they could spread to every land corner of the world. At that time, the fungus man army would be able to easily crush the skeleton creatures.
In short, everything was under control.
The Tapeworm God had no doubt that He would be the final winner.
Just as He was projecting in His mind, He suddenly felt that something was wrong.
The Tapeworm God looked violently at the sky.
The clouds suddenly turned red.
A burning boulder pierced through the clouds and smashed into the ground trailing a long trailing flame, instantly incinerating a large strain of fungus into ashes!
Then came the second, third, and fourth ……
The burning meteorite swarm bombarded the area around the idol intensively.
The high-temperature impact smashed out a huge crater, and the flames ignited when they touched the ground, turning the surrounding area into a sea of fire, with all kinds of animals scattering in all directions to escape.
The apostle that was observing the fungus man was also hit head-on by this round of skyfall meteorites.
Even if it desperately wanted to drill into the ground and separate its silty body …… But the instant high temperature immediately melted it, and the fire in the apostle s body was completely extinguished.
NO!
The Tapestry God’s jaws dropped!
What is it in the sky!
How could there be such a natural disaster!
Not naturally occurring, a divine miracle? No, not a miracle.
A monster that could create this kind of natural disaster …… couldn’t possibly exist in this broken world right!
The Tapestry God couldn’t think too long and immediately began to unleash the miracle [Rainfall]. The fire had to be extinguished, or else all of his hard work these days would be for nothing.
Just as He was busy putting out the fire, He suddenly sensed a strange coldness.
Something had touched the idol?
What was it?
The Tapestry God looked left and right, only to see a snowman on a white horse darting away from behind his idol, disappearing into the distance in the blink of an eye.
It was actually an apostle?
At the same time.
The Tapeworm God realised that his faith was missing 1600 points, and a faith prop had disappeared!
He was so furious that his limbs went cold and shivered.
I XXX!
How could there be such a strange and disgusting monster here!
How dare you steal a god’s Flame of Faith?
What the fuck! What the hell is wrong with this world!
He quickly calmed down and came to the most rigorous conclusion: the Skeleton Hat God had launched a sneak attack on himself.
It could only be Him.
This despicable four-legged snake!
