[Impersonating the gods, borrowing the gods' will, and even using it to control the faith of believers...
If this had been in an age when the gods' footprints covered the earth, I wouldn't have dared do this even with a hundred lives--
After all, they had truly been watching this world, choosing divine champions to act as their representatives in the mortal realm, spreading their faith and gathering believers.
But now?
I could even curse Gruush as a brainless fool who deserved to be mocked by the gods for ten thousand years.
Of course, he couldn't hear me.
After all, even if the gods truly existed, the first one to deal with me wouldn't be Gruush, but Moradin, god of the Dwarves.]
The gods' departure had given Tang Qi the courage to alter the doctrine.
The bearing of Hope Lighthouse had given him the ability to spread that doctrine.
It was precisely because he had stepped forward and led the Fierce Roar Tribe amid deliberate despair that they already felt close to him.
Then, by treating their wounds, he had earned their trust and replaced the old prophet, Babaya.
All these things combined had made it possible to "lead the Beastfolk."
Everything was difficult at the beginning.
But now that he had the Fierce Roar Tribe as practitioners of this new doctrine, as long as he handled things properly, using them to win over other Beastfolk was merely a matter of time.
This was a business with no investment and immense returns. Tang Qi was even looking forward to seeing what kind of sensation recording the process of subduing the Beastfolk in his log would cause, and what sort of rewards he would receive.
"And all of this began with this doctrine--"
Tang Qi looked at the parchment in his