If they hadn't won a glorious victory for the first time, they would never have had such confidence.
An unwavering faith in the Superhero.
Adoration.
Reverence.
They prayed for a miracle to appear.
A trace of invisible, intangible Power of Faith gradually gathered. This was a power humanity couldn't understand and the Zerg knew nothing about. From all over the world, it converged upon Kirk's body.
Kirk could feel the Power of Faith gathering. Although Old Bai had told him about becoming a god, that had only been speculation, a hypothetical possibility. There was no set path, so he couldn't be certain that he had truly gained the Power of Faith and could therefore become a god.
Everything depended on faith.
The faith to never abandon hope, to always strive to survive.
The faith to never give up, even when the enemy was a god, or the invincible Zerg of the universe.
Kirk's power was gradually undergoing a subtle transformation.
The God of the Universe's voice rang in his mind. "Oh, what do we have here? A god is being born. What a pity that your timing is both exceedingly rare and terribly unfortunate. Well, I suppose it's precisely this moment of crisis that has let you complete in a few short days the journey that takes other gods tens of thousands of years. Your path to godhood is an extremely rare case in the entire universe. But the situation you're in is exceptionally perilous. Even if you become a god, you may not be able to withstand the Zerg's frenzied assault. Their strength is enough to make even intermediate gods tremble. In recognition of how hard you've worked to reach godhood, I'll give you a choice. You can leave this timeline and save yourself. You don't have to die.