Cthulhu Gonfalon

“The matter is settled,” said Sui Xiong. When he returned to his God’s Kingdom, he lightly touched on the matter, then with a sigh, he said, “I’ll go rest for a while.”

“Your Majesty… Is the God of Plague powerful?” asked the God of Medicine, Arcaian, who was a little worried.

Sui Xiong shook his head and said, “Not powerful at all. But… he was not an easy guy to talk to. That guy’s way of thinking is completely different from normal people.”

With that, he left the conference hall. The various gods left in the room looked at one another with looks of wonder written all over their faces.

“This is my first time seeing Auscar say something like that,” Javier said.

“True. Usually, we are the ones thinking that his way of thinking is different from normal people. Now, he’s the one who actually finds someone else’s way of thinking strange…” Morani muttered to himself with shock written all over his face. “Exactly how unbelievable can this guy be, to make His Majesty so shocked?”

The crowd discussed for a good half a day but could not find an answer.

Without a word, Sui Xiong randomly found a place and sprawled on the ground listlessly. He was put into the doldrums.

A round of communication with the God of Plague left him feeling very hurt with an intense mental injury.

After resting for a while, he began to ponder the question of the God of Plague. Other than spreading and transmitting plague, were there any other paths that the God of Plague could take?

At first glance, it seemed as though there were none. But thinking about it carefully, Sui Xiong felt that a transformation was not impossible.

He could transform from “a god who spread the plague” to “a god that managed the plague,” and then even progress further to become “a god who managed illness.” That should not be that impossible, right?

He thought again and shook his head in silence. With the bearlike appearance of that God of Plague, most likely, this would not work out.

Regardless of the angle, that guy looked no different from a mental patient. Sui Xiong felt that he would never be able to understand things that were too profound. He also felt that the God of Plague would not be able to settle down and concentrate on research in order to adjust his priesthood.

Up to this point, Sui Xiong suddenly froze. Then quietly, he passed on a message to the God of Justice.

“Big brother, if one is sealed as a god by killing and then seizing the priesthood of another god, can he skip the step of ‘understanding of the priesthood?’”

The God of Justice replied, “Yes, it’s indeed possible, but the requirements are stringent. Only a Legendary Master who has killed a god can seize the priesthood and directly proceed to the path of being a sealed god. This is not possible for demigods.”

“In other words, if I catch a few waning gods and get a few of my Legendary Masters to kill these gods, my men will be able to obtain more followers?”

The God of Justice was silent for a moment, then said, “Wait a while. Let me go sound this out first.”

Within the Pantheon temple, his clone crept up to the Master of Order quietly and asked in a low voice.

“It’s long been disallowed,” said the Master of Order without any expression. “I had previously allowed this to happen in the hope of bringing in some variables that could bring about changes in this world. As a result, out of those who were sealed as gods via this way, almost none were decent gods. So I abolished this practice. Now, it’s not possible for a mortal to directly seize a priesthood after killing a god to become a sealed god.”

“Such a big matter, yet you did not even tell us about it?” said the God of Justice, who was greatly taken aback.

The Master of Order simply ignored him.

The God of Justice gave a mirthless laugh and relayed his reply to Sui Xiong. When Sui Xiong heard about it, he shook his head and sighed.

“How could I have missed that opportune time…?”

He also knew that it was not difficult for him if he truly wanted to promote a god follower. He could directly gather a few elite followers and entrust them with those sealed God’s Kingdom—for example, Rhode, who was finally tired of living and ended his mortal life to come to his God’s Kingdom as a follower. He would be an ideal candidate. Then they would have great hope in being sealed as gods.

However, such a way also entailed considerable risks.

The time since the establishment of Church of the Void Mask was still too short. There were too few outstanding talents within his God’s Kingdom. A follower who was a good match for a priesthood had to be found in order to increase the success rate of successfully sealed gods. Yet such followers were not easy to find.

In the past, Javier had promoted two of his followers to gods in one go. It seemed like he breezed through the process, but there was a reason for it—between these two gods, one of them was the successor to his original priesthood, “Celebration.” The succession of a priesthood was sure to proceed without a hitch so long as that follower was a Holy Spirit of Javier. On the other hand, the other god succeeded to the priesthood of the “God of Wine” to become a god who showed great reverence for pleasure and intense fondness for celebration. It was not difficult for Javier to find a wine lover among his believers.

By contrast, for the rest of the God’s Kingdoms, finding suitable successors for them was not as easy.

This was also very normal. If a successor was so easily found, the War God System would have long found suitable followers and conferred the priesthoods to them. Several god followers would have been promoted then. Why would they have remained up till now?

In truth, Sui Xiong felt that if he really wanted to promote the god followers, he could probably use the corpses of elven gods found among the Master of Mystery’s treasure collection as a medium and extract their divinity. Then he could find suitable successors from the advanced elves of the Elven race, or even from within the Legendary Masters. Maybe this would be the most reliable way.

He was someone who put his thoughts into action, so he went straight to the treasure trove and opened up the little world that was specifically used for collecting the heritage of elven gods.

This little world was sealed by extremely clever means, so the passage of time had a negligible effect on it. Everything that was stored in it was no different from how they were when they were just put in.

Sui Xiong lauded at how omnipotent the Master of Mystery was. Then he began his search.

“The elves’ God of Hunting. This is pretty good. It should be easy to find a successor for this. There must be many hunters in the Elven race.

“The elves’ Goddess of Reproduction. Haha. It’s certainly going to be easy finding a successor for this too…! No, this one doesn’t give me a good vibe. It might probably cause trouble. Skip, skip.

“The elves’ God of Revenge. This seems to exist already…

“The elves’ God of Art, also, Gods of Opera, Sculpture, Painting, Dance, Calligraphy and so on… This guy is almost like a little God King, with so many followers under his command. I remember Wall and Song Ballard also have elf followers. Maybe they can consider promoting one or two of them to become gods.

“The elves’ God of Protection. This one causes trouble too easily. No way, no way.”

He looked left and right, choosing and selecting from the numerous elven gods’ corpses like an auntie buying vegetables, but even towards the end, he did not go near to the Master God of the Elven race—the God of Nature and Balance.

This Master God of the Elven race might have fallen, but his priesthood had never been reacquired by any other god. It was generally believed that at his moment of death, he entrusted his priesthood to the great nature. Any spellcaster who aspired to protect nature and maintain the balance of the world could resonate with his priesthood and thus, gain his Divine Power and divinity.

In other words, it was precisely because of this “entrusting one’s body to the mountains” before he died that this world could have many druids who did not need to believe in any god but could still cast spells. They relied only on their respect and love for nature, as well as their resonance with nature.

Sui Xiong had no wish to create a “God of Druids,” so he would absolutely stay away from hitting on the elves’ God Master.

Just as he was carefully making his selections, he frowned all of a sudden as his gaze fell upon a small pearl.

“Sealed Pearl?! What’s hidden in here?”