Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Chapter 1107, Divine Power

"So it's you... Hetty."

Wu Heng remembered this person. She was one of the members of the Treasure Island maid rescue plan. She had appeared in stage plays and sang very well.

However, he did not expect that he would be implicated because of the relationship between Treasure Island and the Holy See.

Wu Heng began to examine the divine power he held, including creation, death, and magic.

At least I should be able to help her.

"It seems that my humanity has not been swallowed up by my divinity." Wu Heng said in a low voice.

However, just as he was about to do something, the anchor of faith representing Hetty quickly dimmed and began to drift away.

The fire of life in the bridge hole has burned out in pain, hunger and cold, and the connection with him is about to be completely severed.

Wu Heng's brows suddenly furrowed, and his body leaned forward slightly on the throne.

"Dying in front of me... isn't that too disrespectful to me?" The moment the words fell, the divine power turned into an invisible warm current, following the thin line that was about to disappear, and descended brazenly!
……

Deep in the cold bridge tunnel.

“Uh~ho!”

A violent, heart-wrenching cough suddenly erupted from the girl's throat!
His originally dilated pupils suddenly focused, and he greedily breathed in the polluted air in big gulps like a drowning person, and all the thick phlegm and filth stuck in his throat was coughed out.

An indescribable warmth flowed into her body, domineeringly yet gently dispelling the severe cold and pain, and soothing the festering wounds.

His pale face quickly regained its rosy color, his heavy body became light, and even his consciousness had never been so clear.

"I... I'm fine...!" She stroked her arm in disbelief, tears instantly streaming down her face, mixed with stains and sliding down her cheeks. "Master Island Master... is that you? Did you hear me calling?"

It wasn't a sound, but a gentle yet unquestionable thought that echoed directly in the depths of her mind, "Enjoy your life, you're still young..."

Hetty shuddered all over, then a smile broke out on her face, and she kowtowed repeatedly towards the gray sky outside the bridge.

It turned out that the island owner did not give up on them, but kept watching them.

Wu Heng did not stay for long.

This is your first attempt to interfere with the mortal world, so you need to be cautious.

Perception quietly withdrew from Heti's anchor and continued to cruise in the vast sea of ​​faith.

He soon discovered that not all anchor points allowed him to clearly perceive and descend upon his will.

Only those anchors whose faith is firm enough and whose light is bright enough can become his extended 'eyes' and 'ears'.

And the fainter light can only mark the location of the believers for him.

Several of the brightest anchor points were connected in turn.

Different scenes emerged one after another.

There were former priests of the Lingqi Church who were shivering in the cellar but still praying, there were believers hiding in the northern forests and relying on the protection of the orc tribe, and there were even some who served as team members in the local association.

Countless fragments of information came together and gradually pieced together the intelligence after he left.

Treasure Island has completely become the core location of the Holy See. The association exists in name only, and all heroes are forced to swear allegiance to the Holy See.

The Snake Emblem Group completely collapsed, and the "Dragon", known as the strongest in the world, also appeared on the association's wanted list.

There are also signs that the most important stronghold of the Holy See is now located on Treasure Island.

"It seems that the god is staring at the boundary gate." Wu Heng sneered in his heart, "Unfortunately, I don't have to go through the door, you just watch the gate!"

His consciousness once again searched carefully in the sea of ​​light of faith, and this time, his target was particularly clear.

Looking for Glenda, Xiaoxiao, Wenmantha, Andwil... You are still there, I wonder how you are doing now.

……

The anchor point connected again, and the scene suddenly became clear.

This is a wooden house with rough furnishings. The roof is three or four meters high, and the tables, chairs and beds are all large and heavy. It is obviously an orc-style residence.

The room was dimly lit, with only the light stone emitting light.

On the large bed covered with animal skins in the room, Brittany, with a noticeable bulge in her belly, was kneeling cautiously.

She gently stroked her round belly with both hands, and lowered her voice to a very low level, as if talking to herself, "My lord... God of Enlightenment... You must be safe..."

Her prayers were cautious, as if being heard by someone outside.

Immediately afterwards, fragments of her memories uncontrollably flowed into Wu Heng's perception along the connection of faith.

They learned that Treasure Island had been occupied.

After contacting each other through mobile phones, they gathered together and began their escape.

At first, everything went smoothly. The association just issued a wanted order and no one went after them. But then the Vatican actually sent heroes to hunt them down.

Fortunately, the skeleton guards Wu Heng left for them were strong enough to repel powerful enemies time and time again, and there have been no accidents so far.

Brittany gently stroked her belly with a gentle smile on her face, "Sir, our child is about to be born. Have you thought of a name? You are a great detective and a god, so it will definitely not be difficult for you."

That weak but firm prayer was clearly transmitted to the throne.

Wu Heng's mind was slightly moved.

It seems that this period of escape was really difficult, but fortunately, the few people supported each other and no accidents occurred.

What surprised him even more was that Brittany's faith was so firm that she became one of the brighter stars in his sea of ​​anchor stars.

Recalling that when she first arrived on the island, she was quite obsessed with the great detective stories she had published. Perhaps the seeds were planted at that time.

Without further hesitation, he tried to pass on a concentrated thought along the thread of faith.

"Brittany, I'm Wu Heng...!"

The woman on the bed shuddered suddenly, and raised her head suddenly like a frightened deer, looking around vigilantly, her voice filled with surprise, "Who? What is that?"

He stretched out his hand and took a pistol in his hand.

"It's me, Wu Heng! I'm using this method to find you." The thought sounded again.

"My Lord?" The alertness on Brittany's face instantly turned into incredible ecstasy, and tears almost burst out. "Are you...are you okay? Where are you now?"

"I've become a god, so I'm safe for now." Wu Heng's mind responded directly, "But I've just become a god, and I'm still figuring out some rules. I can't come pick you up right now, for fear of attracting the attention of the Vatican and putting you in danger."

He didn't hide it either.

Although he has become a god, he still needs to explore how to use his divine power and how to fight.

Now that they have confirmed that they are not in danger and that their living environment seems to be good, there is no need to rush down directly to avoid being noticed by the gods of the Holy See.

"Become...become a god?!" Brittany covered her mouth in astonishment, her eyes widening. "Are you really...?"

"Well, seeing that you are safe and sound, I feel relieved." Wu Heng's thoughts carried a hint of comfort.

"Don't worry, sir. We are all safe and careful," Brittany assured quickly, her tone unconsciously taking on a hint of soft grievance. "Sir... when can you come pick us up? I... I miss you so much."

"Soon." Wu Heng's promise came through his thoughts, "Once I'm familiar with this power, I'll come pick you up and help you improve."

"Okay, I understand." Brittany nodded heavily.

Wu Heng thought for a moment and sent another thought: "Tell Wen Mansha and the others about becoming a god. Remember not to spread the news to others, to avoid danger."

"I understand, my lord."

After a few more careful instructions, Wu Heng's thoughts slowly receded like the tide, and the invisible connection gradually faded.

……

In the room, Brittany sat on the edge of the bed in a daze.

Feeling the disappearance of that mysterious connection, although there is a sense of loss in my heart, there is more joy and hope.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise up, and even his eyes were filled with bright light.

Dong dong dong~!

At this time, there was a gentle knock on the door.

The maid pushed the door open and peeked in. She was immediately taken aback when she saw her queen's face, which was completely different from her usual worried expression. It was almost glowing. "Your Majesty? Why are you so happy?"

Brittany took a deep breath, trying to calm her excitement. She said softly, "Go ask Sister Wen Mansha, Andvier, and the others to come over. Tell them... I have something extremely important to discuss with them."

The little maid didn't understand what was going on, but seeing the queen's expression, she nodded immediately: "Oh, okay!"

She turned and walked away quickly, her footsteps sounding brisk.

Brittany placed her hands on her bulging belly again and looked out the window at the dark night, her eyes full of brilliance.

Soon, the door opened.

Several women and a ghoul mechanic came in.

"What's wrong?" Wen Mansha asked softly.

Brittany smiled and said, "Sister Wenmansha, after a while, we won't have to run away..."

……

There is no time in the divine realm.

Wu Heng sat upright on the throne, slowly opened his eyes, and ended his inspection of all the anchor points of faith.

Although the exact location of Xiaoxiao, Glenda and the others was not found, a faint and tenacious sense of connection always lingered in the depths of divine perception.

As long as this connection remains, it means they are safe.

With the level and abilities of their ghosts, as long as they are not caught by that god, heroes and professionals are no match for them.

I'm not that worried anymore.

Wu Heng slowly inhaled, beginning to carefully savor the experiment he had just witnessed. "As long as the anchor point is bright enough and the faith is firm enough, I can use it to sense the other party's situation and even transmit their thoughts."

"In this way, every devout believer can be regarded as the eyes of the gods extending to the world."

So, is it possible to actively search for specific targets?
With a slight movement of his mind, the anchor light ball in front of him, as vast as the sea of ​​stars, began to flow.

When he silently recited a few important names in his mind, several brighter stars immediately twinkled and flew to the front of his mind as if summoned, and they were extremely clear.

"I see. That's convenient."

After experimenting with the use of anchor points, check the divine power in your panel again.

[Divine power: immortality, perception, incarnation, granting of divine arts, control of priesthood]

【Immortality】: The divine body is eternal and will not age or perish due to the passage of time.

[Perception]: Can instantly see through the past ties of any believer. Any living being in the world who recites the complete name or priesthood will have their voice heard by God.

[Avatar]: Can concentrate divine power and project a material form into the mortal world to act. The destruction of the avatar will only cause the god to be temporarily weakened, but will not cause true death.

[Grant Divine Spells]: Grants priests the power to perform spells that are appropriate to their duties.

[Control of Priesthood]: Within the scope of one's own priesthood, one enjoys almost absolute control.

Wu Heng raised his eyebrows slightly.

The power of gods is really strong.

[Immortality] Needless to say, the bodies of mortals serve as firewood to ignite the divine fire, so there is naturally no such thing as aging or lifespan.

The power of [Perception] revealed two things. One was to check the past of the believers, which had just been verified on Heidi and Brittany.

Secondly, one can feel a spiritual connection whenever the full name or office of a deity is mentioned.

"Wait a minute..." Wu Heng suddenly felt a sense of doubt. "The Holy See's deities seem to be able to freely access other people's memories, and they can easily probe my memories, so why are mine limited to believers?"

After thinking about it, the only explanation is that it is related to the authority he held.

The third item, [Avatar], involves projecting a physical form into the mortal realm to perform actions.

"Isn't that one from the Holy See also an avatar? It shouldn't be the real one!" Wu Heng couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. "Damn! One avatar killed me?"

"Once I'm ready, I'll use my clone to test him. Anyway, he won't really die."

As for [granting divine arts] and [manipulating divine authority], one is to grant priests corresponding skills, just like priests in the Papacy.

The other is their own function, their corresponding field, where they have almost absolute control.

His divine duties are creation, death, and magic—absolute dominion…

We'll have to test how to use it properly when the time comes.

After carefully reviewing the powers and responsibilities, Wu Heng had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

"Let's try using my clone in the zombie world! Also, let Lilith and the others know that I'm alright."

Once he made up his mind, the light within the divine realm began to flow, guiding him toward the most familiar coordinates.

……

In the archbishop's room, light streamed through the stained-glass windows, casting dappled patterns of light.

Zhao Yanqiu sat at her desk, flipping through the documents in her hand.

Suddenly, she sensed something and turned her head sharply to look at the corner of the room. She saw that, without warning, rolling yellowish-brown soil had emerged from the open ground not far away!
They converge and take shape as if they were alive, quickly outlining a blurry human figure.

Zhao Yanqiu's pupils contracted sharply, and she subconsciously took a half step back, ready to rush to the door and call out to the skeleton servant at the door.

However, the clay figure's face became clear and fixed at an astonishing speed, transforming into Wu Heng's appearance.

Their facial features are distinct, and even their everyday small gestures are exactly the same.

"Wu Heng?" Zhao Yanqiu exclaimed in surprise, her tense body instantly relaxing.

Wu Heng looked down at his 'body' temporarily constructed from mud and found it quite novel.

At this moment, he felt no different from a normal person.

Upon hearing Zhao Yanqiu's shout, he immediately spread his arms wide, "Come on, let me have a good look at our archbishop."

Zhao Yanqiu quickly stepped forward and bumped into his arms.

But then, as if remembering something, she hurriedly looked up and around, lowering her voice, "Xiao Xiao... Xiao Xiao isn't here, is she?"

"Don't worry!" Wu Heng smiled. "She didn't come with me today; she's out playing with my other ghosts."

Confirming that her daughter was safe and sound, Zhao Yanqiu's last worry vanished, and she completely relaxed. She buried her face in his chest again, took a deep breath, and then looked up.

"Something's off about your smell."

"What does it smell like?"

“Manly!” Zhao Yanqiu said.

Wu Heng said speechlessly, "This is a clone I created. Although it looks the same as my real body, it's a new body."

"Oh!" Zhao Yanqiu responded, then asked, "A few days ago, the whole world went dark. Was it related to you? What exactly happened?"

Wu Heng put his arm around her shoulder, sat down beside her, considered his words carefully, and finally decided to say directly: "I have become a god."

"Huh... what do you mean?" Zhao Yanqiu didn't react for a moment and stared at him blankly.

“That means,” Wu Heng tried to explain in a more straightforward way, “that I am no longer just the leader of the Lingqi Cult or a powerful professional, I am now… a god in the truest sense. Like those in myths and legends, beings with divine authority and power.”

Zhao Yanqiu blinked her beautiful eyes repeatedly. The sheer volume of information was overwhelming, almost causing her brain to shut down. "Huh? This...?"

Wu Heng said no more, smiled slightly, and casually pointed to the empty space in the room.

In an instant, the soil gathered, shaped, and came to life again—a magnificent stag with forked antlers appeared out of nowhere!

It shook its head, its glassy eyes curiously surveying the unfamiliar room. Its hooves lightly trod the ground, making a soft sound, and you could even hear the faint breaths it exhaled.

Zhao Yanqiu suddenly covered her mouth, "I...I understand! You really...became a god!"

Wu Heng nodded, his expression becoming slightly more serious: "Yes, over the next two days, I will give you detailed information about the other new gods in the church."

You will organize it and then incorporate it into our church system, and begin spreading it to the believers.

“Okay! I understand!” Zhao Yanqiu nodded immediately.

Wu Heng had indeed mentioned this matter before, but it had not been implemented.

Now that I have become a god, there is no problem in adding Lilith and the others.

The two chatted tenderly for a while longer, and Wu Heng continued, "I have some things that need to be taken care of immediately. Please contact Li Yahong and Qi Hancai for me and tell them that I'm fine."

“Okay, I understand.” Zhao Yanqiu nodded.

Wu Heng continued, "When you're looking for me, just pray, and I'll know you're looking for me."

Lilith's eyes widened even more. "Okay, I'll give it a try then."

Wu Heng nodded and leaned down to plant a warm kiss on her lips.

Immediately, this clay incarnation vanished silently, like sand scattered by the wind, leaving no trace.

Zhao Yanqiu stood alone in place, subconsciously licking the corner of her lips, where the real touch and warmth still lingered.

This proves that all of this is true.

She looked down at her hands, then gazed at the spot where Wu Heng had disappeared, and a complex yet proud smile slowly bloomed on her face.

It seems that Xiaoxiao has found an incredible backer for herself and her son.

With a slight smile, she picked up her phone and dialed the numbers of Li Yahong and Qi Hancai.

……

Campsite at the foot of the volcano.

In the center of the living room, the soil churned silently, and Wu Heng's figure materialized and reappeared.

Just then, Minnie, Sanella, and the others returned from outside.

"Owner!"

"Wu Heng!"

The women were taken aback at first, then their faces lit up with delight, and they quickly surrounded her.

Behind them, the door opened again, and Lilith, Viola, the Wood Elf sisters, and others followed them in.

Upon seeing him, a look of joy appeared in his eyes.

"Wu Heng! You succeeded?" Lilith asked curiously.

Wu Heng nodded. "Sit down and let's talk."

The group sat down, and Wu Heng recounted his journey to godhood to them.

Everyone was hearing about what happened after becoming a god for the first time, and they were all amazed and surprised.

“Winmansha and Brittani are both fine, and Xiaoxiao and the others are okay too. I’ll go pick them up after I’ve gotten to know them a bit better,” Wu Heng said in a deep voice.

Everyone nodded, feeling somewhat relieved.

After chatting for a while, Lilith finally asked, "What are you planning to do next?"

Wu Heng said, "Let's familiarize ourselves with the fighting methods. We'll still be fighting the Holy See later."

"Hmm!" The group chatted for a while.

Minnie went to prepare dinner to celebrate, while Wu Heng went outside the camp to test his abilities.

(End of this chapter)