Looking at the entire life of this Pale God Norton, it seems as if the word 'tragedy' is written all over it.
His life was either spent in worry and fear, or in worry and fear.
His life's dictionary is filled with words like 'escape, betrayal, despicable, and forgetting one's roots'.
However, regardless of the circumstances, their pursuit of life is fervent. Even in such a despairing worldview, they never give up hope of survival, and even resort to various despicable means to make a living.
Therefore, after Norton lay on that shabby little bed for a while in a state of depression, his dejected mood began to rise again, and his hopeless state of mind began to waver once more.
"If God has been assimilating me all along, then from the other hand, doesn't that also mean I'm assimilating Him at the same time?"
Norton's spirits lifted, and he felt his heart leap. His previously limp body suddenly began to generate new strength.
"That's right! To this world, I, Norton, am clearly the outsider, the real extraterrestrial demon, the real drop of urine in this clear water, the source of pollution!"
Although I brought change to that God, bringing the unexpected transformation He had always sought, I also polluted the entire Garden of Eden!
Now that this Garden of Eden is increasingly resembling Earth, doesn't that mean I'm polluting the world?
The familiar rhetoric, however, gave Norton a completely new feeling today.
His mindset changed almost immediately. Even the corners of his mouth turned up, and his eyes and brows became more energetic.
"If I consider the consumption of souls as a form of corruption of me by God or Jonah, then by consuming the souls created by God, the will that God divided, doesn't that also mean that while they are corrupting me, I am also corrupting Him?"
I am a drop of ink in this clear pool; perhaps it can dilute my uniqueness, but once I join it, it means I have also encroached upon it!
If I can bring about change by having others devour my flesh and blood, why can't I change the very essence of my soul by having them devour it?
"I stole God's authority through the transformation of my flesh and blood, so why can't I steal more through my soul?"
Norton sat bolt upright, his eyes filled with madness and ferocity.
He reversed his recent slump, even grinning from ear to ear, laughing heartily.
As the saying goes, a single thought can open up the world.
He used to fear being assimilated by God, but now he realizes that he too can assimilate God!
Even if one is assimilated and absorbed, how can one say that it is oneself who has been absorbed, rather than that God has been assimilated?
Norton's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he stood up from the bed, feeling as if the world had become vast and he was invincible!
Slowly, pale bone spurs grew from its smooth back, their spurs fluttering alluringly, and as they slowly unfolded, a thin membrane of pale flesh was revealed.
"Call!"
With a gentle flutter of pale, bony wings, the entire narrow wooden hut was destroyed and shattered by the wingtips. The immense buoyancy simultaneously lifted the Pale God's body slowly into the air, hovering high above the cross atop the Holy Lord Cathedral, under the watchful eyes of countless priests.
"Hahahaha, I am for the Pale God, I am for the only change in this world!"
A statement as powerful as thunder radiated outwards like electromagnetic waves.
In a short time, the Pressure aura had already spread throughout the entire Southern Continent.
The two senators of the Holy Empire, who had just launched their nuclear weapons program and were looking forward to a potentially altered future, were terrified. They felt a profound sense of insignificance and humiliation at the lofty level of life conveyed in the words of the sensible speaker.
Queen Maria, who had been basking in the glory of her touted achievements for decades, fell from her high seat to the ground, her face filled with panic and fear, amidst this familiar yet deeply terrifying experience.
No one knew why the Pale God suddenly displayed such terrifying power, but judging from the excitement and arrogance in his voice, almost everyone was certain that the Pale God was about to unleash chaos once again.
Because that's just his nature!
Abraham, who had already thoroughly studied the Pale God, immediately understood everything about this matter.
"It seems that Your Majesty's dejected appearance in the past, and your so-called mental problems, were just excuses for the despicable things you were about to do!" Abraham sighed deeply.
Despite being Vampire, he immediately felt deep sympathy for the people of the Southern Continent.
Abraham, however, had a deeper understanding of Norton; he could tell what Norton was going to do just by looking at him.