God of Gods

"Next, I'll introduce the ranking system for the second stage.

The ranking system is also called the placement system. This is the focus of this assessment.

The top ten students will all receive rewards.

First place will receive two points of Divinity, as I mentioned before.

Ranks two through ten can also receive rewards such as Sacred Relics, God Cards, and even divine weapons and Hero Units.

I won't explain the specific rules yet. We'll discuss them after the first-stage assessment ends."

"Now then, everyone, let's begin the first stage of the assessment!"

"Children, do your best. I'll be watching you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the examinees vanished from the square.

Chen Changhe's vision blurred, and he found himself in the middle of a desolate wasteland.

Behind him stood a portal directly connected to his Divine Domain.

Looking to either side, he saw portal after portal in the distance.

They should have belonged to the assessment grounds of the other students.

"Please deploy your troops!"

A mechanical voice sounded beside his ear.

It prompted him to confirm the troops he would commit to this trial.

"Let's start with ten thousand Snotling Orks!"

With a sweep of his hand, Chen Changhe sent ten thousand Snotling Orks marching out of the portal.

They wore wooden armor and carried weapons made of stone and wood.

All of them were creations of the Gretchin Orks.

Chen Changhe's Divine Domain lacked mineral resources, making it difficult to produce more advanced weapons and equipment.

However, the last squad of Gretchin Orks held dozens of Goblin Horn Guns.

They rode on a Pump Wagon, and their clothing was much finer than that of the other Gretchin Orks.

"Is that kid's race Goblins? What strange Goblins..."

"Green skin. They look like a primitive Goblin race, but there are many differences in their appearance."

Outside, Zheng Dongfeng was observing Chen Changhe's situation through a virtual screen.

He had also mistaken the Snotling Orks for Goblins.

"But why are all these followers injured?

Quite a few are missing arms and legs. Did Chen Changhe just go through a battle?"

Zheng Dongfeng had no idea that after Chen Changhe communicated with his followers,

the Snotling Orks in the Divine Domain had immediately launched a spectacular civil war to fight over the chance to deploy.

If Chen Changhe had not forcibly stopped them, the death toll might even have exceeded a hundred thousand.

Every Snotling Ork that appeared here was a victor from that battle.

Every one of them had the achievement of killing an opponent and burying them in the ground as spores.

If not for the Orks' unique Spore Reproduction method and astonishing growth rate,

their habit of burying people at the slightest disagreement would have driven the entire race to extinction in no time.

Of course, they had only suffered losses amounting to several tens of thousands.

With the Orks' reproduction rate, such a tiny loss could be completely replenished in the blink of an eye.

The number of Orks in the Divine Domain had now reached its limit again.

Even after the battle ended, this group of Orks would have no way to return to the Divine Domain.

"What an incredible recovery rate!"

Zheng Dongfeng watched as the Snotling Orks brawled and roughhoused while shouting Waaagh!

Their injuries healed at an unimaginable speed.

Even those missing arms or legs regrew their limbs.

"Are Chen Changhe's Goblins a Goblin race skilled at recovery?"

"Could they be a breed passed down from the Goblin Overlord?"

The Goblin races created by the Goblin Overlord numbered in the hundreds of thousands.

There were all kinds of bizarre varieties.

It was not surprising that Chen Changhe had managed to obtain some.

"If they're Goblins produced by the Goblin Overlord, their troop strength is definitely guaranteed."

"Chen Changhe will have no problem passing the first-stage assessment."

"And... these Goblins can actually use war wagons and firearms?"

"There aren't many Goblins capable of that."

"But where did these war wagons and firearms come from?"

"Could these Goblins have made them themselves?"

"Goblins aren't good at making weapons and equipment. That's the Gnomes' specialty."

"Judging by their appearance, these Goblins do look a little like Gnomes."

"Could they be a hybrid breed of Goblin and Gnome?"

"From the looks of these weapons, they really do have some of the style of Gnome-made creations."

The Snotling Orks around Chen Changhe all dropped to their knees and prostrated themselves before him.

"Waaagh! Praise you, God of War, our ruler!"

"Supreme Lord of Creation, creator of the Orks..."

"Great God of War, guide the path before us! Waaagh!"

Besides God of War, the Ork race had also developed all sorts of other divine names for Chen Changhe.

Among them, Supreme Lord of Creation and Creator of the Orks had the widest acceptance.

Before truly becoming a Demigod, a divine name was not actually fixed.

As long as it was recognizable, it would do. It was merely an identifying phrase used to receive Power of Faith.

Many people chose a more impressive-sounding name to make their followers feel that the god they worshipped was especially formidable.

The God of War name Chen Changhe had chosen earlier was already quite low-key.

As far as he knew, someone in the class had even named their god the "God of Gods."

However, after becoming a Demigod and gaining a Divine Authority,

one could not simply name oneself however one pleased. A Divine Authority represented power and dominion; only those who held a certain authority could claim the corresponding divine name.

Once faith became confused, it could easily cause a Divine Authority to collapse.

Demigods were different from ordinary Divine Lifeforms.

Once they possessed a Divine Authority, they were bound by restrictions. The receiving end for Power of Faith was no longer merely the Divine Domain Core.

It was also the Divine Authority they had condensed.

Only by continuously condensing Divine Authorities and ultimately forming a Godhead would they have a chance to become true gods.

Once a Divine Authority was contaminated by chaotic and disordered Power of Faith, it could easily mutate.

At that point, even the god's very body would be affected.

The condensed Divinity would no longer be pure, and the Divine Authority would fall into disorder.

It was no different from suffering a cultivation deviation.

"What an intense efficiency in gathering Power of Faith!"

"All ten thousand followers are Devout Believers, and there are even some Fanatic Believers!"

Zheng Dongfeng's eyes widened.

"This kid really is extravagant..."

"He directly deployed such powerful troops in the first stage."

"Wouldn't it be such a waste to expend them here?"

"As expected, he's still young."

He had quite a few criticisms of Chen Changhe's choice, but he did not speak up to remind him.

This was all Chen Changhe's own decision.

Young people, after all!

Mistakes were inevitable.

Otherwise, what would teachers like them be for?

Shan Mu, Chen Changhe's current homeroom teacher, also felt that Chen Changhe was being too extravagant.

However, besides Chen Changhe, the virtual screen before Shan Mu also displayed the battlefields of Lu Hongrong and Liu Qinzhong.

Compared with Chen Changhe, the two of them were far more cautious.

The first batch they sent out consisted entirely of cannon-fodder races.

A conventional choice.