"King, the first batch of Order Keepers has been dispatched! Please rest assured. Order Heaven will surely descend upon the Wasteland and fulfill your long-held wish!"
Order Hall.
Lu Cangxiao's gaze swept over the fanatical faces around him.
He said nothing, merely continuing to sustain the power of Order.
But in his heart, he understood one thing very clearly.
["Is some existence twisting my Order into faith?"]
["But that is only natural. Isn't faith itself a kind of order? It's just that... if I become a God, I am destined to fail."]
["Heh... is it those False Gods? No, they aren't capable of this. The Insect Queen? Or... Void? I know perfectly well that he must be watching."]
["But what of it? Let him watch."]
Mr. Order did not leave his Throne. He kept dividing his will and sending it to the places where battles were taking place.
He wanted to exert absolute control over the entire battlefield through his power alone.
The mortals empowered by Order kept dying. As mortals, they could never bear that power for long.
They could use that power for a mere ten minutes.
Once those ten minutes were up, they would seek out the strongest member of the Insect Race nearby and self-destruct.
He remembered the name of every one of those five billion humans.
At the moment of their deaths, he would send his will into their minds, turning their souls and beliefs back into the power of Order as they burned one final time.
But that power had been twisted into faith.
And he could not change that faith.
Even though he had denied being the God of this heaven throughout the long years, in the hearts of those five billion people...
God and king were no different.
All it took was