Don't call me evil god

Chapter 11 Limitations of Divine Power

When he was finally able to leave the interrogation room and see the long-lost blue sky, Pete was still confused.

After asking Pete for his information again, the fat policeman impatiently drove him out.

During this period, no matter how Pete asked, the fat policeman always insisted that he had never heard of Bahamut, and there was no such person in the police station. The gentleman who just left the room was obviously his boss, Sheriff Tren.

If Pete could not still vaguely feel the discomfort left by the [Counter Spell] before, he might really think that he was hit by some kind of illusion magic and imagined a person named Bahamut out of thin air.

But the previous memory was so clear, not like illusion magic, where one could clearly feel a sense of disconnection from reality after the spell effect ended.

Unconvinced, Pete tried to pray to Nowen again.

"Great God of Knowledge, Nowen, I offer you my sincere faith. Please tell me how to find Bahamut Conquertontes Grazchardon!"

This time, Pete did not use the [True Name Knowing] power to pronounce this extremely difficult surname, but simply tried to recite it in his mind.

The oracle he received not only failed to solve Pete's problem, but also made him more confused:

[Mission: Go to Frostfire Plateau, progress 0/1]

"Why did the God of Knowledge direct me to go to a place as far away as the Frostfire Plateau when I wanted to find someone I met in Green Harbor?"

Pete was confused.

He had heard of Frostfire Plateau.

I learned in the geography course at Carron College that the continent of Prentis is roughly a spindle-shaped structure running from north to south. Green Harbor is a small promontory protruding at the southernmost end. Its special geographical location makes it an excellent sheltered port.
To the north of Green Harbor is the Kingdom of Reyak, Pete's hometown. As the most powerful country on the continent of Prentis, the Kingdom of Reyak has a vast territory, bordering Green Harbor in the south, the Dwarf Hammer Town in the north, the Misty Sea in the west, and the Dark Forest in the east, occupying more than one-third of the continent's area.
As for the Frostfire Plateau, that place is further north than the dwarves' territory. It is covered with snow all year round, but there is hot magma erupting from nowhere, and it creates a unique scenery of ice, snow and fire intertwined.

Forget about going there. For someone like Pete who grew up in the Kingdom of Reyak, the Frostfire Plateau is a place that only exists in various legends.

……

What Pete didn't know was that Norman, who was far away in the Kingdom of God, was also surprised.

Novin had guessed that Bahamut might have disguised his identity when he saw the [Know True Name] spell, so he was not particularly surprised.

What really surprised him was that when Pete prayed to him this time, Norman "felt" the upper limit of his current priestly authority for the first time since he had traveled through time.

This time, the only feedback that Nowen received was "Go to Frostfire Plateau".

Such a rough goal alone would obviously not be the solution to Pete's demands, and Noven was sure that the information he received was incomplete.

To describe it, all the information has multiple steps, and at this time, Nowen can only receive the goal of the first link.

The reason why he was unable to obtain all the information was that when Nowen responded to Pete's request this time, he clearly felt the consumption of his divine power.

Nowen noticed that using the authority of the priesthood would also consume his divine power in order to obtain the corresponding information.

It was just that the previous few times when he used his priesthood authority to respond to believers, the consumption of divine power was very small. Compared with the direct granting of power or the transmission of oracles, if Norman did not deliberately sense it, the consumption was so small that it was difficult to detect.

As a result, the information corresponding to Pete's prayer this time caused Noven's already limited divine power to be drastically reduced just by obtaining the goal of the first step. If he could not wait to obtain all the relevant information, his divine power would be drained and he would die. Frightened, Noven had to stop decisively.

As to why the difference in divine power consumption is so huge even though both use the same priesthood authority, Nowen has not yet found the specific reason.

"The sample size is too small, so it's hard to draw any conclusions."

"If I only have one believer, my source of divine power is too little. Even if the consumption is less than that of other gods, the accumulation efficiency is not good enough because the income is too little."

"So, the most important task at this stage is to find a way to spread the word and recruit as many believers as possible."

As for preaching, either a mortal actively calls out the name of Noven in the corresponding format during prayer and is received by him, and the two sides establish direct contact;
Or the believers of the sect must try to introduce and recommend it to others.

For Nowen, the first method cannot be said to have a bright future, and it can be said to be basically hopeless.

the reason is simple.

Norman has not forgotten that his current identity as the so-called "God of Knowledge" is just a pseudonym, a fake identity!
Non-believers want to establish a connection by calling his divine name, but they should use the same names that the black-robed men in the cave said, such as "the Omniscient Father, the Lord of Enlightenment"!

The casual words of mortals such as "Who cares, please come and help me" have no special direction. Not to mention Nowen, no god can directly establish communication through such words.

This road is blocked, leaving Nowen with only one other way:

Let those who already believe in Him preach to others.

Commonly known as, recruiting people to join the gang!
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Pete Chinar pondered for a long time but could not figure out the connection between finding Bahamut and going to Frostfire Plateau, and no new oracle was given.

"Forget it, never mind!" Pete shook his head vigorously, deciding to put aside these things that he couldn't understand.

No need to worry if you have too many debts, no need to worry if you have too many lice.

As long as he doesn't think about it, he can pretend that this matter doesn't exist!

He has encountered so many outrageous things in the past two days, this one is not the least!
First, because he wanted to become a "quickly-made tier 3 spellcaster", he trusted the man in black robes and was dragged into an unknown sacrificial ceremony. Then, something went wrong and he nearly lost his life. Fortunately, he was not destined to die, as at the critical moment, an alien god who claimed to have just awakened from a deep sleep helped him and helped him master tier 3 magic.

As for waking up and being taken to the police station to be interrogated as an accomplice of the man in black, Pete was exhausted. Now that things have finally come to an end, he just wants to go back to the dormitory he rented at Carron College to rest for a few days and soothe his wounded heart!

Just a few steps out of the police station, Pete suddenly heard a burst of crisp and rapid footsteps behind him, followed by a smart and pleasant voice:

"Sir! Sir! Please wait a moment!"

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(End of this chapter)