Dabolo

The radiant and majestic deity was naturally Tang Chuan's incarnation.

Under the blessing of the Fantasy Attribute and divine power, he was naturally the master of this universe, and appearing in any form was effortlessly easy.

The incarnation of strength and defense, the God of War, Pantheon.

This was Tang Chuan's first time conveying the concept of a deity to this planet.

From his conversation with Hu'erlun, it was clear that Tang Chuan intended to establish a leader of ancient humans, and then have that leader spread faith in him to his own kind.

A god could easily make a mortal the ruler of this continent, placing them at the very top of the hierarchy.

There was nothing more convincing than this; once the human ruler spread his deeds and image across the continent, it would naturally cause others to feel genuine awe and faith toward the supreme deity.

Even the deities of Azure Star, whose authenticity was uncertain, were regarded by mortals as spiritual anchors, receiving offerings and incense, and bringing unimaginable traffic and wealth to their temples.

The God of War, Pantheon, was a real deity who had manifested, casually choosing a lucky one to stand at the world's peak.

This would naturally be far more convincing than the unmanifested deities of Azure Star.

In the early stages when the concept of a deity was still vague, selecting a God Chosen not only facilitated human unification but also simultaneously built a belief system.

No matter how you looked at it, it was a move that achieved multiple goals at once.

Blazing Flame Tribe.

This was also one of the largest tribes within a thousand miles, with a population approaching ten thousand.

Within their tribe, the most revered individuals were two.

One was the Tribal Chief.

The other was the Tribal Great Shaman.

To some extent, the latter had greater prestige and was more worshipped by the tribe members.

After all, for a large tribe like theirs, there was no shortage of leaders to guide the people in battle and hunting.

The so-called Tribal Chief was merely someone who inherited their father's authority.

Not a first-generation leader who had led the tribe to conquer territory.

But the Tribal Great Shaman, in the eyes of the Blazing Flame Tribe members, was the spokesperson of natural power. Before every tribal war or hunt, the Great Shaman had to lead the prayers to natural power.

The Blazing Flame Tribe was already the nearly invincible king of this region, rarely suffering defeat in battles or hunts.

Over time, from the perspective of primitive mortals, they naturally felt more gratitude toward the Great Shaman's blessings, which allowed the tribe to return fully laden every time.

And those rare failures in hunting were merely punishments from natural power for their own lack of piety...

That night.

The Tribal Great Shaman, in his relatively luxurious stone house, knelt daily beneath the Blazing Flame Totem Stone Slab.

Day after day, year after year, he prayed to the supreme power, begging it to make the Blazing Flame Tribe ever stronger.

"O vast and boundless Blazing Flame, your devout servant, Loserius, prays for you to continue protecting our tribe, allowing it to spread your radiance to every corner of the Canghuang Continent."

"Blazing Flame, you have granted us light, driving away beasts and darkness with your blazing divine fire. I thank you for your grace. Loserius is willing to devote his life to faith in you."

"Your greatness transcends humanity; your power makes even the wild beasts of the wasteland tremble. May I one day, with my humble body, kneel before your true form..."

Light burst forth.

It stung Loserius's half-closed eyes.

As he subconsciously lifted his head, his mind went blank, his expression froze, and he was unable to speak.

This seemed to be the universal state of shock for ancient humans upon witnessing a true deity.

Within the light, Blazing Flame Petals bloomed one by one. A deity stood in the void, radiating the aura of flames, his body a blend of white and red elemental forms, holding a spear of fire—tall, handsome, noble, and majestic.

The Blazing Flame Deity, besides his intense heat and brilliance, also seemed to exude an air of indifference and arrogance.

He looked down at the mortal kneeling on the ground and said coldly, "Lowly being, why have you summoned me?"

To be fair, the Tribal Great Shaman was a man of experience and status.

Loserius performed much better than the minor figure Hu'erlun.

Though equally excited, shocked, and incredulous, he quickly regained his composure and the ability to organize his words.

Loserius wept for joy, prostrating himself fully, "O majestic Blazing Flame Incarnation! You, you truly exist, and you watch over your believers?

Loserius thanks you for your grace, for allowing me to finally see your true incarnation! Heavens, this, this is no dream. O great power, your mercy leaves me at a loss!"

So I really exist?

What kind of talk is that?

So even your own subconscious thinks that the existence of deities might just be your own delusion?

And yet you keep putting on a show of divinity, until even you yourself believed it...

The Blazing Flame Incarnation said indifferently, "Is this the purpose for which you summoned me? Merely to kneel before me? That is all?"

Loserius quickly lifted his head, his expression breaking as he said, "No, it is not just that. I wish for the Blazing Flame Incarnation to eternally protect your followers, to protect the devout Blazing Flame Tribe!"

The Blazing Flame Incarnation let out a faint sneer, saying, "Everything for mortals must be fought for by yourselves. My existence is beyond your comprehension. To strike at insignificant mortals is not my proper stance. Any tribe without rules, faith, and strength will ultimately perish in the long river of history."

Loserius was stunned, stammering, "B-but, we are your most sincere followers! Every day, we offer you tributes..."

The Blazing Flame Incarnation shook his head with authority, saying, "What you call tributes mean nothing to me. But since you are still somewhat devout, Loserius, speak your wish. At the same time, I will also give you a task."

Loserius didn't think twice, blurting out, "I wish to Dedicate Myself wholeheartedly to you!"

Saying this, Loserius suddenly realized that although the Blazing Flame Tribe was powerful, even one of the strongest forces on this continent.

If there was anything that could pose a fatal threat to them, it could only be those formidable and mysterious Supernatural Beasts, clad in scales that mortals could not shake, often causing casualties of over a hundred.

Moreover, as the great shaman of the tribe, Loserius had always advocated communicating with nature, analyzing the habits of fierce beasts, avoiding them, and using them...

Thus, Loserius said to the Blazing Flame Incarnation, "I hope you, Great Power, will grant me the ability to communicate with animals. As long as the threat of the Ancient Fierce Beasts is gone, everyone will weep with gratitude for your kindness!"

In truth, this still revealed the limitations of primitive human thinking.

Just like the farmer imagining the emperor's golden hoe—vision determines ambition.

Actually, Loserius had some vague concepts of things like flight, flames, and thunder.

But weren't controlling these elements the privilege of the embodiment of power?

How could mortals ever dare to touch them!

Loserius hadn't even thought of taming those fierce beasts, instead considering negotiating with them to keep them from harming the tribe's people.

Such powerful beings—only the embodiment of power would be qualified to command them at will, right?

To directly declare control over these abilities would not only violate nature but might also be putting the embodiment of power in a difficult position?

The Blazing Flame Incarnation chuckled lightly, saying, "Fine, then I grant you the ability to communicate with animals! However, some low-level animals lack complete thoughts; you can only communicate with those that possess a modicum of intelligence."

With that, he raised his finger and lightly tapped toward Loserius.

In an instant, when a strange aura bloomed from that finger and seeped into Loserius's body and mind, he felt that all living things around him seemed to have gained a certain spirituality, as if, if he wished, he could even analyze the thoughts of the rat under the bed?

Loserius was about to weep with joy and give thanks for the divine descent, but the Blazing Flame Incarnation interrupted him, saying, "Don't rush to give thanks. Listen to the mission I bestow upon you."

Loserius said solemnly, "Please, my lord, command as you will!"

The Blazing Flame Incarnation said, "You must spread the glory of the deity to every corner, so that all may praise my true name."

Loserius felt relieved instead, realizing the deity's task was not as difficult for mortals as he had feared. He said fervently, "This is what I ought to do! Your power, your radiance, should naturally be worshipped by mortals! May I ask, deity... what is your true name?"

The Blazing Flame Deity said solemnly, "I am the incarnation of flame and light, the Sun God, Dabolo!"

Loserius raised his hands high, declaring passionately, "My lord Dabolo, your most sincere follower is willing to follow your radiance for life, until I am buried in the sea of flames, and even my humble body is willing to become part of your power!"

The Sun God's radiance gradually faded, his form beginning to turn illusory, as he said, "I will watch over you from the heavens, Loserius. Countless mortals exist, but I have chosen only you. Do not disappoint me."

Loserius said unwaveringly, "I give thanks for the deity's gaze. All insignificant things that oppose your will shall be devoured by flames, as an offering to your existence!"