The appearance of a God comes from the Faith of its believers.
Even if it’s the same God, the same Church, the statues built in its honor can all look different.
Especially after the Light God had been dead for six hundred years.
Believers’ ideas about His appearance were all wild guesses born from imagination.
That’s why you could end up with the absurd situation where Aurel Lucian, the male Light God, was worshipped with a Goddess Statue by His followers.
Leaf Zhi said with wicked amusement, “How does it feel seeing your old employer again?”
“Not great.”
Edegar’s voice was icy.
“Just push it over.”
“I don’t know where you plan to find help, but since this has become our Land, there’s no need for the Church or the statue to remain.”
“That won’t do. This is the only building we have to keep out the wind and rain.”
Leaf Zhi rejected the suggestion.
He walked around the statue twice, his bones creaking with every step.
If he kept going, he’d probably fall apart.
“Hiss, this injury is a bit much this time.”
Leaf Zhi obediently stopped.
He’d only walked a few hundred meters, but he was already at his limit.
The backlash this time was truly heavy.
Still, it was a good excuse to slack off.
Leaf Zhi stroked his chin.
“This Goddess Statue is well-carved. It could make a good game mascot, though it’ll need a little tweaking.”
The source of Faith Power is broad.
A player’s simple love for a game or its characters can also be converted into Faith Power.
The power is just weaker and more mixed, but it’s not unusable.
Edegar looked surprised and turned to stare seriously at Leaf Zhi.
“You’re planning to work for Aurel for free?”
This was a God Statue of the Light God, and only the Light God could receive Faith Power from it.
Don’t tell him Leaf Zhi didn’t know that?
“Of course not.”
Leaf Zhi shot him a look that said, “What are you even thinking?”
“I’ve been acting strange these past two days, and you haven’t asked why? Or who my helper is?”
Edegar looked puzzled.
“Is that something you need to ask?”
When had Leaf Zhi ever not acted strangely?
A 700-year-old undead who always claimed a 200-year-old youngster couldn’t understand his odd way of speaking.
Probably some catchphrase from the Era of Gods.
A helper is just a helper; Watchers never question origins.
Even if a new recruit is an Evil Spirit summoned from the Abyss, as long as they help, they’re a comrade.
“You don’t need to ask?”
Leaf Zhi shot back.
“Then what if I said I obtained the Divine Spark of the Light God, and could now become a God, absorbing the Faith Power left in this statue—would you believe it?”
Edegar’s expression turned serious in an instant.
“You want to die?”
It wasn’t just that the Leader of the Watcher had rebelled against the organization and become a God after swearing to fight the Gods to the end—
It was that Leaf Zhi fundamentally couldn’t become a God!
Edegar knew Leaf Zhi’s situation inside out.
He was chosen as a Container of Resurrection by the Gods themselves during the Era of Gods.
His body was covered in dense Divine Marks!
If Leaf Zhi obtained a Divine Spark and became a God, the authority over the World Laws he’d gain would depend on which God he inherited—he’d literally become that God!
For others, becoming a God meant eternal life.
For Leaf Zhi, becoming a God was death!
Edegar immediately took up a combat stance, gripping the longsword at his waist.
“If you really had that idea, you wouldn’t have called me to save you. I couldn’t beat Aurel if He woke up in your body!”
If Leaf Zhi were still human, his mouth would be twitching.
“Do I look like the kind of person who, even at death’s door, would still make trouble for the living?”
Edegar nodded decisively.
Leaf Zhi:
It was bad enough to have a poor reputation outside, but why was his reputation inside the organization just as bad?
Leaf Zhi pulled a faint golden orb from his body.
This was his latest discovery yesterday—the Light God Divinity was a tangible object and could naturally leave his body.
“If I told you I got Aurel’s Divine Spark, would you actually believe it? Well, it’s not far from the truth. I got a Divinity Fragment from Him—a special kind!”
The orb lay limply in Leaf Zhi’s hand, utterly hopeless.
Since falling into Leaf Zhi’s hands, it had been treated like a handy tool—tossed around without a shred of dignity.
It had grown numb.
“A Divine Spark with self-awareness?”
From the first moment he saw it, Edegar noticed something different about the orb, his pupils dilating slightly.
“How can a Divine Spark possess consciousness?!”
A Divine Spark is a vessel for the power of World Laws. Gods merely use the power within.
If a Divine Spark gained consciousness, who was the real God?
If the Divine Spark didn’t acknowledge the God, couldn’t an ordinary person wield its power?
It was unthinkable!
The World Laws would never permit such an existence!
But the pure Divine Power of Light clearly emanated from the orb.
As a former Paladin, Edegar was lost.
“Reality proves that such things can happen.”
Leaf Zhi spread his hands.
“Maybe the Will of the World just accidentally dozed off?”
After the shock faded, Leaf Zhi explained his plan.
With self-awareness, the orb could no longer accept Divine Power from the Light God’s followers.
Likewise, the original Light God couldn’t use this portion of power for His resurrection.
However, since they shared the same origin, both could use the Light God’s God Statue.
If Leaf Zhi modified the statue slightly—like placing the orb in the Goddess Statue’s hand—he could designate it as the orb’s God Statue, allowing it to absorb Faith Power!
Leaf Zhi and the orb had formed a Divine Contract (Reversed); the orb’s power was his.
After hearing all this, Edegar fell into deep thought.
The orb in his hand, silenced, wept tears.
It could really gain new divine power!
Suddenly, it felt that leaving the domain of the Gods hadn’t been a mistake!
Even though its life was now entirely in Leaf Zhi’s hands, Leaf Zhi was a good person—he even rebuilt its God Statue!
After a long silence, Edegar finally spoke.
“The plan is highly feasible. But… are we truly going to walk the old path of the Gods?”
The Watchers were founded to protect the future of their own race and resist interference from the Gods.
Yet now, they were feeding a being akin to a Godly Divinity…
This went against the ideals that had led him to join the Watchers.
Black lines appeared on Leaf Zhi’s forehead.
“Next time you speak, hide that ‘If you nod, I’ll quit the Watchers immediately’ look on your face.”
“Of course I haven’t forgotten why the Watchers exist.”
“Revolution isn’t achieved overnight. If necessary, we can borrow the power of the Gods. There’s no need to avoid it on principle.”
He glanced down at the orb, still silenced in his palm.
For example—
This was a very useful tool for borrowing power.
So useful, it was as if it was made for Leaf Zhi.
“Heroes who slay dragons eventually become evil dragons themselves.”
Edegar reminded him.
At first, they might treat the orb as a tool.
But in the end—
Who could say whether Leaf Zhi would become addicted to divine power?
Would the Watchers who supplied Faith Power gradually transform into the very zealots they once despised?