God Calamity

The Artificial God opened its eyes for the first time.

They were eyes beyond description—clear as crystal, yet containing countless restrained glimmers of light. Ultimate beauty and purity seemed condensed within those enormous pupils. Yet at this moment, those eyes held no emotion whatsoever. They merely gazed quietly at the mortal floating boldly before them in challenge. There was no hostility in that gaze, no kindness, not even the slightest curiosity or concern.

Beltira felt a faint stabbing pain in her eyes and brain. She had not met the god's gaze directly, yet merely seeing those eyes from afar already felt like a blow to her mind. But she did not look away. Instead, as if deliberately resisting, she stared at everything about to unfold. None of the black-robed priests standing on the floating island looked away either.

The Grand Priest calmly met the god's eyes, then stepped forward. His body gradually became shrouded in a layer of phantom light, as though merging with the sacred radiance surrounding the Artificial God.

Final Defiance—the ultimate denial and resistance against the gods. Its final step was to inject humanity into a god, thereby erasing its divinity.

Humanity would break free from the shackles forged by divinity and gain the right to develop freely. And a god standing on humanity's side would be born through the ritual, becoming mortals' first weapon against the gods.

The Grand Priest's body gradually dissolved into the light. A hazy glow slowly entered the Artificial God's forehead. Blood had begun to seep from the corners of Beltira's eyes, but she still stared without blinking, watching the ritual reach its final step.

The Dark Chapter Masters lowered their heads and chanted an ancient prayer in unison. That prayer had once praised the supreme power of Nature God Amun, but