Becoming a God
Becoming a God
A wave of intense dizziness struck Su He, and he snapped awake, instinctively raising a hand to pat his head. A lingering, chaotic vertigo still buzzed in his mind.
Dispelling the chaos in his mind, Su He began to carefully observe his surroundings.
He currently stood in the center of a dilapidated palace. Sweeping his gaze around, everything that met his eyes was ruined and crumbling walls, with collapsed beams and pillars, and shattered bricks and tiles everywhere.
Incongruous with this dead and dilapidated palace, a throne exuding a sacred aura stood striking within the palace.
Above the throne floated a ball of soft, golden light. The light sphere was not large, about half a foot in diameter, and surrounded by a faint golden halo. As the halo rippled, it emitted a weak yet pure Light Power, dispelling the decay and gloom within the palace, and lending a trace of faint vitality to the dead, ruined palace.
This was not any place he was familiar with.
How did he end up here?
Suddenly, a memory flooded into Su He's mind.
He had just turned on his computer and prepared to play a game when suddenly, a whirlpool appeared on the computer screen, and immediately afterward, he seemed to have been sucked into the computer.
Although he did not know why the computer could suck him in, the scene before his eyes told him that aside from dreaming, it could only be time travel.
Su He steadied his mind and raised his foot to walk toward the single intact throne.
For some reason, a strong intuition deep in his heart was guiding him, telling him that the ball of golden light on the throne was the most core and most important thing in this ruined palace.
He walked closer step by step, the rubble beneath his feet making a faint sound.
When he reached the front of the throne, he stopped, gazing intently at the floating light sphere before him, his gaze carrying a bit of curiosity and vigilance.
Suddenly, that ball of soft golden light moved. Without the slightest warning, it charged straight at Su He, instantly merging into his body.
Su He did not have time to cry out in surprise. In an instant, a massive force swept through every bone and limb of his body.
Following that, a large amount of unfamiliar memory fragments suddenly flooded into his mind, disorderly and chaotic. There were grand spectacles of light illuminating the earth, images of hundreds of millions of believers devoutly worshipping, the tragic and bloody battles against dark forces, and finally, the defeat and the collapse of the Divine Kingdom.
After a long while, Su He opened his eyes again and knew his current location. This had once been the Divine Kingdom of the Light God Yu Xi.
And that light sphere was precisely the Divine Core of the Light God Yu Xi, whose divine soul had been destroyed after defeat, leaving behind only a shred of divinity.
He should now be considered to have devoured the divinity and Divine Core of the Light God Yu Xi.
Su He closed his eyes, feeling the changes within his body.
Now his body and soul were nourished by divinity, becoming increasingly powerful. Many authorities, various techniques, and abilities belonging to the Light God appeared in his mind.
At the same time, he also clearly felt that this Divine Kingdom had lost all connection with the outside world, and no Faith Power could be transmitted in.
His damaged Divine Core inside his body could not repair itself without Faith Power, nor could it restore divine power. Without divine power, he could not repair the Divine Kingdom, let alone leave this ruined Divine Kingdom.
Su He's eyes were filled with bewilderment and a trace of unwillingness.
He did not know how long he had been trapped here; it could have been days, years, or tens of thousands of years, hundreds of millions of years, or even longer.
Time lost its meaning in this dead space. Day after day, Su He sat atop the ruins, feeling the weak divine power inside his body gradually drain away bit by bit, feeling the cracks in the Divine Kingdom grow larger and larger, as if in the next second it would completely collapse and bury him along with it.
He had tried to find a way to leave this place, but to no avail.
Loneliness entwined around his heart like vines, eroding his willpower bit by bit.
Suddenly, the dim gloom in the sky began to roll violently, and a familiar black whirlpool appeared out of thin air, like a huge eye suspended above the sky.
This whirlpool was identical to the one that had sucked him into the Divine Kingdom back then!
Su He stood up abruptly, a strong light bursting from his eyes, and all despair was instantly replaced by hope.
He stared fixedly at that black whirlpool. He could feel that the other end of this whirlpool connected to a living world, a world full of vitality.
He concentrated all his mental energy and, utilizing the divine characteristics of the Light God, cast his vision through the black whirlpool, piercing through layers of spatial and temporal barriers, and projected it toward the world on the other end of the whirlpool.
In an instant, countless images flooded into his mind—on the vast continent, humans practiced martial arts, absorbed soul rings, and pursued the path of the strong; in the huge forest, Soul Beasts lurked, cultivating for thousands and tens of thousands of years, keeping each other in check with humans.
The name of this world instantly appeared in his mind—Douluo Continent.
Su He's pupils constricted slightly, and an incredulous expression appeared on his face.
Douluo Continent? He was far too familiar with this name.
And the world before his eyes, although having some minor differences from the description in the novel, overall, more than ninety-nine percent of the content was completely identical.
Had the novel stepped into reality? Or was this a parallel world highly similar to the novel's world? Su He did not delve deeply into this question; to him, this was not important.
The important thing was that there were countless living beings in this world.
Humans, Soul Beasts, sea soul beasts were all living beings capable of providing him with Faith Power.
A trace of eagerness flashed in his eyes, and the divinity within his body became increasingly active because of this hope.
As long as he could obtain enough Faith Power, he could repair the Divine Core, restore divine power, repair the Divine Kingdom, strengthen his divinity, and even surpass the former Light God Yu Xi to become an even more powerful existence.
Now, the only problem placed before him was how to make the living beings of Douluo Continent believe in him.
Su He sat atop the ruins and began to think carefully.
The first thought was to use divine power to save those in suffering.
As the Light God, healing living beings and saving them from suffering was inherently his instinct, and also the easiest way to gain faith.
As long as he descended divine miracles, healed those suffering from serious illnesses and severe injuries, and saved the living beings amidst suffering, he believed that it would not take long before a large number of people began to believe in him.
However, this thought was quickly dismissed by him.
His divine power was now almost exhausted, and the lingering shred of divinity could only barely maintain his consciousness and body, completely unable to support him in carrying out large-scale healing.
Even if he tried his best, he could only save a few tens of thousands of people, and the Faith Power generated by these people would be a drop in the bucket for him.
More importantly, Douluo Continent was not an ordinary world. There existed entities here who controlled faith resources—the Angel God and the Sea God.
As an outsider trying to snatch food from the tiger's mouth, he would inevitably attract the attention of Spirit Hall and Sea God Island.
For these two major factions, any existence attempting to contend for faith was their enemy.
Once targeted by these two major factions, let alone accumulating Faith Power, the tiny foundation of faith he had just established would probably be completely destroyed by them.