Cthulhu Gonfalon-Chapter 871 - Vol V Chapter 231

Chapter 871: Vol V Chapter 231

In the God Kingdom of the Human God System.

In a dark and gloomy quiet room, the God of Aristocracy was lost deep in thought.

Ever since they had been grounded and locked up by the God of Light, the God of Aristocracy found themselves somewhat in love with this form of closed-door meditation. In the dark and gloomy room, they were completely isolated from all messages from the outside. they could quietly think about life, think about their future, weigh and perfect all their plans while enjoying tranquility and peace.

If they were a resident of a certain island country on Earth, they would probably pay a compliment with a line like “this is the beauty of Zen.”

They were not worried about the situation in the outside world. Though they were meditating behind closed doors, their Holy Spirits and high-level Oracles could help to handle the prayers of their followers and the work of the church. In the first place, a greater Divine Power should not even need to be bothered by those things. There were even many mid-level Divine Powers who would not personally deal with these things.

Anyway, the gods had absolute control over the Holy Spirits and Oracles, so they were not the least worried that they would betray him.

As for those Holy Spirits that they could not really control… they had long marginalized these guys and would not give them any chance to find access to power.

Especially this time, when the God of Conspiracy, who had no sense of existence, came looking for them with a favor to ask. The God of Conspiracy asked for them to send several masters out to execute dangerous missions, and they simply sent those guys out.

Even trash had its uses, and rotten wood could also be used as firewood

The God of Aristocracy could not help but smile at this thought.

Finally, their God Kingdom was completely clean. Congratulations!

All of a sudden, their heart stirred as they felt an extremely strong sense of crisis surging up within. This sense of crisis came out of the blue. It was as violent as the angry waves pouring down from the sky and as intense as the flames spurting out from underground. It only took a fleeting moment for them to feel as though all his hairs stood on end.

This was in spite of the fact that the gods did not have fine hair on their bodies.

The God of Aristocracy was shocked and hurriedly ended their meditation. They used the “Fate” Realm that they had inherited from the former Sun God’s legacy and launched the prophecy and divination.

They made repeated calculations but could only end up in chaos. Other than the strong sense of crisis, everything else was chaos.

They felt all the more alarmed but did not lose their head just yet. After a moment of consideration, they decided to pay the God of Light a visit.

No matter what happened, the God of Light should be able to protect them!

But before they could put this idea into practice, an intense pain shot through their body.

First, it was as if their body was being torn apart, where they felt a sharp pain from their head to lower stomach. And then the pain spread out to every part of their body. It was like their entire body was being torn apart, inch by inch, part by part and bit by bit.

The pain was far beyond their endurance limit. Within a moment, the God of Aristocracy fell to the ground.

They wanted to cry and moan in pain, but the agony that followed was as if all their internal organs were being cut by countless sharp blades inside out. They could not even utter a single sound. They wanted to call for help with the use of divine thoughts, but their brain seemed to be stirred up in a whirl. The chaotic feeling made it impossible for them to gather even the smallest bit of power to send a divine thought.

This is… What’s going on?

Amidst their dazed state caused by that the extreme pain, the God of Aristocracy only had one thought.

Meanwhile, in Sui Xiong’s God Kingdom, Leon, who was bathing in endless white light, was looking curiously at that huge bird’s egg soaked in the pool of water transformed by the power of beliefs.

“Your Majesty… is this really going to work?” he asked curiously.

Sui Xiong scratched his face with his tentacles. He was not very sure as he said, “It should work. To be honest, I don’t have much confidence in myself. But at least I can ensure that this will do him no harm.”

That egg that was soaked in the power of beliefs was naturally what the God of Royalty had transformed into.

Just now, Sui Xiong strangled the God of Eagle, who would be resurrected very soon. Then, he gave the divinity and power of beliefs of the God of Eagle to the God of Royalty. He even gave some of his own to this unfortunate and wretched old god in order to replenish him with sufficient power of beliefs. Thus, the God of Royalty fell into a deep sleep. According to the rules of the resurrection of the gods, he would gradually replenish his soul and divinity in his deep slumber. And the conversion channels of the power of beliefs and Divine Power would also be established. Lastly, he would be connected to the line of belief between himself and his remaining followers—and at this point in time, he would be truly resurrected.

This process required time. The period could be as short as a few months or as long as a few years. It could even take a few decades. But Sui Xiong did not want to wait that long. So after Leon slew that evil dragon with his sword, he immediately gave some instructions to Satan and then hastily brought Leon and the God of Royalty back to his God Kingdom.

Leon had just stepped into the Demigod Realm. He needed to stabilize his state in this realm and adjust his body and mind in order to restore his best condition. This would require him to consume a great amount of Divine Power, as well as some other resources. In Sui Xiong’s God Kingdom, Leon could complete this step. And obviously, this was the most convenient and reliable way to do so as well.

But if the God of Royalty wanted to end this stage where he had to be in a deep sleep as soon as possible to completely be resurrected, he would need a lot of other things, and not to mention, a great deal of power of beliefs. So Sui Xiong had also brought him back to see if he could help.

Leon’s situation was easier to resolve. It was nothing more than the provision of an unlimited supply of Divine Power. Anyway, for a newly-promoted Demigod, even if it was an open-ended supply, he would not consume much. Sui Xiong was not bothered at all. But the situation with the God of Royalty was much more cumbersome. Honestly speaking, Sui Xiong was, in fact, not really an expert on the process of the resurrection of gods—though he had presided over the resurrection of the God of Healing, he was not at all confident whether that could really be considered a “resurrection” or not.

But no matter what, it was ultimately an experience of a successful event. So after a brief consideration, he made use of the same method as before and directly made a transfusion of Divine Power to the God of Royalty with his powerful Divine Power of Life.

In the end, he did not know if it was the effect of the remaining divinity of the God of Eagle? Or whether Sui Xiong might have made a mistake somewhere? But this old body of the God of Royalty, who was originally just in a deep sleep, started to radiate with white light that quickly spread out. And soon, what had emerged was a layer of… egg.

Yes, the God of Royalty had become an egg.

Or rather, the place where he had been sleeping had become an egg.

“What the hell is this…?” Sui Xiong muttered. He was careful not to break the egg, but he also didn’t know what to do next. Thinking carefully, he decided to simply gather a massive amount of power of beliefs and throw it into this egg.

The power of beliefs was a good thing for the gods. Although Sui Xiong did not want it, most of the other gods needed it. The gods of the Void System had always coveted Sui Xiong’s reserve of power of beliefs since it was accumulated in massive amounts. His allies often lamented and called him things like “the damn millionaire.” So he held onto the belief that replenishing the God of Royalty well would do him no harm at all.

Sure enough, after being soaked in the power of beliefs, the condition of the God of Royalty in the egg immediately showed rapid signs of improvement. Sui Xiong could see through the egg with his sharp eyes. He saw that the God of Royalty’s white hair was turning black at a visible rate. His old and haggard appearance was rapidly becoming young as well.

Maybe… after he had fully recovered his youth, he would be able to wake up?

Looking at that egg that was soaked within the power of beliefs, Sui Xiong kept his fingers crossed.