"Guardian God of the Gars Sea?" Leon pondered it for a moment, then laughed. "That divine portfolio is practically rock-bottom. Can it really support even weak divine power?"
Sui Xiong thought for a moment and said uncertainly, "Maybe... I haven't calculated it carefully. Or perhaps we could find someone to estimate it for us?"
"There's no need to make it so troublesome. I can capture a batch of nearshore creatures and order them to live in the waters around Gars, have them work as undersea farmers or something, then force them to worship His Majesty Hemsara. That should probably do it." After a moment's consideration, Leon had come up with a solution. "Give it a hundred years or so, and with His Majesty Hemsara's accumulation, He'll surely obtain a portfolio like 'storm' or 'tide.' Then there'll be no need for all this trouble."
"Storm..." Sui Xiong's heart stirred. He contemplated it for a long time, until at last the eyes of his true body far away in the Divine Kingdom lit up. He exerted his power, gathering it within himself.
About ten minutes later, his incarnation in the Gars City administrative hall opened its mouth and spat out an incomplete golden crystal. The crystal was clear and translucent. Though somewhat damaged, it still radiated dazzling brilliance. At its center, a visibly incomplete storm whirled and howled, lightning flashing and roaring within it.
"Back then, I killed Takraur, the God of Storms, and devoured most of Its body and Divine Kingdom. Part of it was used to construct my own Divine Kingdom, and another part was used to forge several divine artifacts—the set you're wearing contains materials from It. But the core of it—Its understanding and mastery of divine portfolios such as 'storm' and 'violence,' along with the domain power It