Divinity granted Gwen power akin to that of a deity, but such scant divinity clearly could not support the status of a true god.
Thus, all her divine abilities were low-end knockoffs.
So by the time Gwen saw Osborn, he had already been waiting for quite a while.
To her surprise, Osborn, who had lacked a faith bond the last time she checked, could now be linked to faith.
The power of divinity activated, easily connecting with Osborn's consciousness.
He blanked out for a moment, seemingly arriving in a completely unfamiliar place.
A golden-red sky, a magnificent stone temple, Angels and saints.
"Is this... a divine kingdom?"
"No. This is merely my divine domain!"
Gwen appeared before Osborn along with the voice.
He hurriedly bowed. The same gesture seemed far more respectful this time.
"Honored Divine Son of Slaughter, Osborn greets you."
Osborn did not continue asking about the divine domain. He simply explained his purpose at once. "Scale Clan civilization is facing a choice, and we Mixed-Blood Scalekin must make one as well. But some of us, myself included, believe that faith in the Divine Son of Slaughter is where we belong."
Simply put, Osborn had come to pledge allegiance.
Although the Divine Son of Slaughter did not even possess a deity's title, any worthwhile investment had to be made before its target rose to prominence.
To put it bluntly, if you went to pledge yourself to the Fallen Angel, they would not even know who you were. But if you pledged yourself to the Divine Son of Slaughter, at least there would be a place for you.
With the mindset of preferring to be the head of a chicken rather than the tail of a phoenix, Osborn had sought out Gwen.
But honestly, Gwen was not tempted.
Faith