Fantasy Mutation

After descending with divine words and blessings in three places, under three different identities,

Tang Chuan felt that was about enough. He returned to his original form, arrived above Cangmang Star, and continued observing from God's Perspective.

With a slight focus of his mind, he could sense three faint strands of Power of Faith flowing into his Divine Core from strange dimensions beyond perception.

But they were truly too meager. If he only had these three believers, forget relying on the Power of Faith—he would struggle just to recoup his costs.

Fortunately, this was only the beginning. The seeds had been planted; one day, they would bear fruit.

Of these three streams of Power of Faith, from strongest to weakest, the order was: Loserius, Kubana, Hu'erlun.

Loserius had always been a Great Shaman who imagined the existence of gods year-round and devoted himself to them.

From the very beginning, the sincerity of his faith had surpassed even that of a fanatic, and he provided Tang Chuan with the most Power of Faith.

Kubana was relatively rational, but beneath that rationality, his pursuit of truth was nearly frenzied.

Tang Chuan had appeared before him as the God of Truth. Once Kubana accepted the existence of gods, he had nearly reached the level of a fanatic as well.

Then there was Hu'erlun, that two-faced bastard.

His faith was not devout enough!

Logically, as the last spark of the Eagle Tribe, Tang Chuan had given him hope and a reason to live. He should have believed in Tang Chuan even more devoutly.

Yet the Power of Faith he provided was the most insignificant.

It seemed that what Hu'erlun felt toward the God of War stemmed more from awe?

Or perhaps only those with greater intelligence could understand the true majesty of gods, allowing faith to grow from a foundation of awe?

Either way, if this guy still had not reached the level of a fanatic after some time, Tang Chuan would pass him over.

God of War, Pantheon, Sun God Da Boluo, God of Truth Aitejuli.

These three forms differed greatly from the true God of Calamity and Terror, yet they could all be regarded as true projections—or avatars—of the God of Calamity and Terror.

Therefore, the Power of Faith offered by mortals to these three gods would ultimately converge and enter Tang Chuan's Divine Core.

The gods of the Main Universe also had many avatars in other Sub-Universes, and almost none bore their true titles.

Those projected avatars in the Sub-Universes were somewhat like subordinate gods who shared the same origin.

As long as such a subordinate god shared the same consciousness as the original and did not skim off the top or take a cut, the Power of Faith would not be lost in transmission. It would enter the Divine Core of the original deity in its entirety.

Tang Chuan even suspected that the gods and Buddhas of Azure Star might have been beliefs left behind by some deity from the Main Universe in ancient times.

Then, perhaps the Power of Faith had not been of much use to those gods, and the Sub-Universe had not been their home ground.

Thus, the ancient gods had left Azure Star and ceased revealing themselves for ages, yet Azure Star's believers had passed their images down from generation to generation out of faith?

That was possible too!

The reason Tang Chuan had appeared in the forms of three gods was, in fact, to increase competition on the Canghuang Continent.

Only with competition, fear, and divisions in faith could more devout believers emerge.

It was the same principle as how even a complete atheist, when driven into certain desperate situations, might suddenly wish for divine protection.

As for how far things would develop, Tang Chuan did not know. He was looking forward to it as well.

Once again, he isolated Cangmang Star from the Time Dimension and imposed a Time Force Field.

This time, he did not set the Time Flow Rate to the terrifying ratio of one to one million.

For one thing, at that rate, a person's entire life would pass in an instant, and the situation on the continent would undergo enormous changes in a short time.

What Tang Chuan needed to do was control the situation and prevent civilization from becoming distorted and chaotic.

At the right moments, he also needed to manifest again and strengthen mortals' faith in him.

For another, a ratio of one to one million consumed too much divine power.

His divine power was already nearly depleted. Only when strands of Power of Faith continuously flowed to him from mortals could Tang Chuan accumulate enough—using part to strengthen himself and part to nourish this planet, forming a virtuous cycle.

At a rate of one to one thousand, nothing much could be seen in the short term.

Still, Great Shaman Loserius was not bad. In a very short time, he had provided Tang Chuan with dozens of faint strands of Power of Faith.

It was probably because of his status. Great Shamans were originally responsible for spreading faith.

Not bad. Tang Chuan suddenly thought more highly of that charlatan.

But for the moment, the direction of the continent's overall situation was still impossible to discern.

So Tang Chuan gathered his thoughts, withdrew from the Origin Universe, and returned his consciousness to reality.

Inside the room.

Tang Chuan's unfocused eyes gradually regained their light as he withdrew from his semi-omnipotent state.

A sense of emptiness rose within him again.

But this time, he was prepared. Nor did he have any spare divine power that could let him enter that omnipotent state capable of dragging over an entire universe.

He quickly suppressed that emptiness.

Then he summoned Quintessa's projection, trying to distract himself through conversation. With a bitter smile, he said, "I am still only a Mortal myself, yet I created Hu'erlun and Loserius, two beings whose attributes surpass mine. It really feels absurd."

Quintessa forced a smile. "Their initial physical conditions were already far superior to yours, so naturally it was easier for them to raise their life levels in a single step. In fact, if you wished, you could even create a being capable of conquering the Canghuang Continent in a short time.

"But there is no need for that. Only competition and conflicts of thought can ignite latent devotion.

"And the reason we divided the enhancement of your life level into three courses of treatment was not because we could not elevate it all at once. It was for a safer and more promising future.

"As long as divine power is replenished, after those three courses, we can still plan several more major courses and continue raising your life level.

"So there is no need for you to worry. Your upper limit is incomparably higher than theirs. With a single thought, you could wipe out their entire tribes.

"In the end, to you, it is nothing more than a game played by insects."

Tang Chuan nodded. "Of course I know that. But why do you look so unwell? Did something happen?"

Quintessa pressed her lips together and said troubledly, "I discovered that some of the Fantasy Weapon's attributes seem to have mutated. I can no longer control them."