Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 1116 - 638 Godhood Segment_3

Chapter 1116: Chapter 638 Godhood Segment_3

For the main body of defeated monsters, they did not move an inch, but those who tried to break away or lagged behind were devoured without hesitation.

Blood drenched their route of retreat, not just the defeated monsters, but perhaps even the chasers themselves were unclear how many monsters they had slain along the way, because counting them no longer held any meaning.

As they neared the Far Sea Marsh, the lingering Nort Guard Heavy Cavalry immediately pressed forward in full force, not granting these defeated monsters any time to think, driving them into the Mist, into the Far Sea Marsh, to clear the path for the Conqueror Army.

Some of the retreating soldiers, formerly hesitant, found themselves involuntarily driven by the influx of retreating troops towards the mystic fog of the Far Sea Marsh.

"Eh?" Gaven, capable of seeing through the Mist, couldn’t help but startle, focusing intently on the retreating soldiers diving into the mist.

These monsterous retreating soldiers, swallowed by the mist of the Far Sea Marsh, acted bizarrely, heading towards the dark water pools despite the availability of open ground, and before they could get close, huge black tentacles stretched out from the murky pools, dragging them into the dark waters, where they vanished with just a few bubbles.

This was not strange; marshes are famously known as places of filth and concealment, and those unreachable mires often harbor creatures rarely seen in normal regions, similar to those in common nightmares.

In the twisted dark marsh ruled by three powerful Ghost Witches, those creatures would likely be even more terrifying and bizarre.

What intrigued Gaven was that the companions of those swallowed monsters seemed oblivious, continuing to scurry about aimlessly like headless flies in the area.

Some blundered deeper into the marsh, others were oblivious to the imminent dangers closely before them.

Some walked on and suddenly collapsed to the ground, never to rise again, their fate unknown.

Was it the marsh’s unique toxic gas that attacked them? Or some sort of invisible force entering their souls directly? Or were they poisoned by venomous insects?

No, there were no insects in the Far Sea Marsh.

No wonder he felt something was missing the first time he saw the Far Sea Marsh; unexpectedly, not a single ubiquitous insect could be seen, as if it was a lifeless Dead Swamp.

"Do you feel it?" Gaven and Katherine exchanged glances, asking simultaneously.

"Divine Nature Power!" They responded in unison again.

Gaven raised the War Ravager in his hand: "This is infused with His Majesty’s Divine Nature Force, it can absorb souls within ten kilometers, directly sending them to His Majesty’s God Kingdom. The monsters in the marsh are dying strangely in large numbers, yet it hasn’t absorbed a single soul."

Katherine looked serious: "It’s normal. The mist covering the Far Sea Marsh isn’t ordinary mist, but Divine Mist, supported by Godhood. The souls of the creatures that die within it are consumed by this mist. It is the largest man-eating monster in the marsh, possessing such power can only belong to one deity..."

"Lady of Mist!" Gaven couldn’t help but lower his voice in excitement, unable to mask his enthusiasm, "There were rumors that when the Lady of Mist was slain by the God of Conspiracy, a part of her Godhood escaped and fell near the Rocklands. This could be inferred from the capabilities exhibited by the Prince of Lies; he didn’t use the Illusion Priesthood to perform a few notable deeds. This clearly shows he hasn’t fully mastered the Illusion Priesthood. It’s said he has been searching for that Godhood Segment around Rocklands, and it seems it fell here. But this being so close to Dark Castle, how could Simmon, as a follower of the Prince of Lies, fail to notice the Lady of Mist’s Godhood Segment?"

Towards the end, Gaven’s words were filled with unmistakable puzzlement; the activities around the Far Sea Marsh were too significant to keep from interested parties, but the God of Conspiracy seemed to have never achieved his desired control over Illusion and Lies’ divine positions.

Ms. Katherine responded to Gaven’s puzzlement with a rhetorical question, "Do you think the believers of the God of Conspiracy and Lies cooperate as sincerely as we do? Would they act selflessly for their deity?"

"How could they? In the eyes of those selfish villains, nothing is more important than their own interests, even their deity is no exception." Gaven suddenly realized, "The location of the Lady of Mist’s Godhood Segment wasn’t unfound, but deliberately suppressed by certain individuals. For many, this is a shortcut to Ascension. Simmon alone doesn’t have the capacity; behind him must be Manson, the highest ruler of the Santarin Association. Only he has the power to do this. If these followers of the God of Conspiracy keep this a secret, the Bane Followers would certainly not disclose this to the God of Conspiracy, allowing him to become more powerful."

Don’t think that a god knows and can do everything. If that were true, this world would have long been peaceful and full of joy rather than filled with conflict and misfortune.

Even for all gods, this world is too vast; they can’t look after every aspect of this world, which is why they need the Chosen and high-ranking Sacrificers to help manage the mundane affairs.

This results in deception both up and down the chain.

The subordinates think their reports have reached their deity, and since there’s no action, it’s because the deity has their own plans.

While the high gods still think there’s no progress on the matter, believing their subordinates are vigorously searching.

But in reality, the agents of the gods, the mouthpieces, had issues; they suppressed some beneficial news for their own gains, attempting to get more than they should.

However, the power of a god isn’t so easily schemed against. Even a Godhood Segment left from a slain deity possesses incredible strength beyond mortal imagination.