Chapter 396: Chapter 341: Wrath of the Gods (Beginning of the Month, Intense Implication)
"Buzz!!"
"Buzz!!"
"Buzz!!"
The air trembled, as one divine avatar after another, or their true forms, appeared on the scene.
They descended with an overwhelming aura, embodying an innate superiority.
Here, as long as one was beneath their divine rank, they could look down upon them.
Layer upon layer, like a pyramid, with the Sky God at its apex, overlooking everything, eternally unchanged.
Lin Ke had no idea what the Sky God intended, but he simply stood there, propping himself up with the Staff of Annihilation, smiling as the gods arrived.
In truth, he felt a bit anxious inside; after all, with so many gods gathering, what if they all rushed at him?
He wasn’t concerned about safety, since with the Staff of Annihilation in hand, these were just Faser Gods, nothing more.
But he didn’t want to waste this opportunity, with only two chances left in the Staff of Annihilation.
He could indeed kill many gods at once, but doing so would certainly plunge Faser into chaos.
The beneficiaries would undoubtedly be other factions from Naseng, using such an opportunity would be a waste.
Better to wait and see how things develop first.
The Sky God did not continue speaking, and Lin Ke seemed quite at ease.
They were relaxed, but the same could not be said for the gods.
These gods appeared to be solemn on the surface but were simmering with inner turmoil.
Nervousness, fear, anger, doubt...
They were all speculating on the purpose of this gathering, and why the powerful foreign visitor was present.
Only a few clever or well-informed gods had an inkling.
After a while, with all the gods gathered, the Sky God still spoke no words.
The one who spoke was a god not far below him, bearing the emblem of a crow on his back.
The Crow God!
"Today, my lord has summoned you all here for one primary reason: to ceasefire!"
The Crow God appeared as an elderly man with a somber expression, hands clasped behind his back, yet his voice was clear and pleasing.
As the spokesman for the Sky God, his voice was the most melodious among all the gods, though his appearance left something to be desired.
"Ceasefire?!"
"A ceasefire with the foreign invader?!"
"By the heavens, my followers are almost gone!"
The gods couldn’t hold back any longer.
After all, everyone present was an old acquaintance, except for the foreign visitor.
Yet this foreign visitor was on par with the Sky God, who wouldn’t care about appearances.
And so they began to chat eagerly.
Such misery!
They had been suffering terribly!
In just a year, the gods from Naseng were like locusts entering the fields, ravenous dogs prowling a waste pit.
Nothing was left in their wake!
All followers who refused to submit were killed; only those who submitted, then mined, farmed, or prayed, could escape destruction.
Their core followers had been decimated in this year.
They had tried to fight back.
But it was all in vain.
Their levels were not significantly different; only the Sky God could achieve a one-hit kill, how could others manage?
Thus, the Faser Gods descended; unable to defeat the Naseng powerhouses, they fled, leaving behind the territory and people to Faser.
When the gods withdrew, the Naseng strongmen returned to enslave the Faser People.
Through such back-and-forth, the Faser Gods had no effective methods left.
Entrapments were laid, and thorough cleanups attempted.
But they proved useless.
How many gods does Faser have?
How many strong ones does Naseng have?
How many cities does Faser hold?
Yet they could not ignore the cries for help from their followers.
And with time, the Naseng gods would seek revenge.
For instance, when the gods impeded not once or twice but multiple times, some Naseng powerhouses resorted to city massacres.
A newly risen god around five thousand years old, having barely enjoyed a few thousand years of life, saw ten thousand of his core followers wiped out.
In fury, he descended to kill a couple of Extreme West Countries’ Black Panther People warriors of lesser strength.
This Black Panther People tribe in Naseng had only a few legends, and some level sixteen or seventeen individuals were killed, prompting city massacres in retaliation.
All one hundred ninety-six cities under this Faser God’s command were entirely slaughtered, shocking the Faser Gods.
Faser’s communication might be slow, but the Faser People receiving this news were no less shocked.
Of course, both gods and mortals weren’t shocked so much by the number of deaths.
The main reason wasn’t even the deaths, given the frequent divine punishment activities.
They were shocked because all one hundred ninety-six cities belonged to that one Faser God!
This meant that a god previously with mid-level Divine Power instantly plummeted to a dangerous low, nearing extinction.
The gods here were not as cunning as those in Naseng.
This god had already lost chunks of his Divine Kingdom to the initial Naseng invaders, now he could only rely on some shallow believers to sustain his faith.
One might say, unless a miracle astonishing even to gods occurred, this god was finished.
This was the gods’ situation!
Desperate, impotently furious, powerless!
And now, the Sky God’s implication was that a ceasefire was possible?!
The gods immediately became excited, and the one sitting at the lowest point, the one driven to the brink by the Black Panther People, was exuberant to the point of nearly collapsing.
Yet just then, Lin Ke let out a cold chuckle, "Oh? Ceasefire? Why haven’t I heard of such a thing."
Though not loud, every god present naturally heard it.
An immediate hush fell over the assembly once more.
This time, the Sky God directly spoke.
"Foreigner of great strength, if you join us, I shall allow you to stand as my equal." The Sky God spoke in a calm, steady tone.
Stand as an equal?!
In the Faser language, there’s no direct translation for ’stand as an equal’; the more precise expression would be, "I shall share everything I possess with you."
The gods instinctively cast envious, jealous glances at Lin Ke.
Lin Ke nearly burst out laughing.
Emmm... how to put it, this temptation...
In the future, he planned to buy off Faser from the Sleepless, making the whole of Faser his; being equal with the Sky God was like a farmer standing shoulder to shoulder with his most robust pig in the pen.
"Forget it. Explaining the class difference to you might be beyond comprehension." Lin Ke smiled, shaking his head.
A millionaire telling a billionaire, "If you’re willing to stop your work, I will split my fortune with you."
What madness.
"...Let me put it this way, ceasefire, impossible." Lin Ke chuckled softly.
Upon hearing this, the Faser Gods were instantly enraged.
Though they originally dared not show anger, the Sky God was the first to be angered.
The Sky God’s brow furrowed, and with a voice icy cold, he asked, "Do you intend to continue warring with us?"
Who knew Lin Ke would again laugh, shaking his head and casting his gaze over the visibly angry gods, then, leaning on the Staff of Annihilation, casually stepped about, saying lightly:
"Our forces have never been your enemies."