Only God
Chapter 570 - 487

Chapter 570: 487

However, this was merely the ideology of some Divines.

Represented by the Dream God Laren, these Divines were adamant about keeping the Path of Divine Creation hidden, forever unknown to mortals.

"We cannot afford such indulgence. Once indulged, mortals will make demands. Should a despicable person gain power, the disasters they cause could never be rectified by a hundred righteous people.

No mortal should possess this power, not one is worthy. As long as it remains unknown to others, it might as well not exist."

This was the initial ideology of the Golden Hall towards the Path of Divine Creation, which, to this day, had garnered support from many Divines.

Facing the bet lost by the Gods, this group of Divines believed that although they couldn’t directly intervene with the mortals exploring the Path of Divine Creation, they could still stop them through indirect means.

For example, by sending out their own Chosen Ones, Prophets, High Priests, etc., to obstruct them in every possible way or, by instigating their believers to oppose and block news of the Path of Divine Creation.

Besides the aforementioned two ideologies, some Divines held a third perspective.

These Divines did not wish to completely block the Path of Divine Creation like the Dream God Laren and others, considering it unsustainable, nor did they want to actively accept its existence, which was undoubtedly permissive.

Their thoughts were far more grandiose than both sides.

"Rather than that, we should actively differentiate among mortals, granting only a small fraction the ability to access the Path of Divine Creation, while the rest serve as their subordinates, creating an insurmountable chasm between the two. In this way, not only would the authority of the Gods remain unshaken, but that small fraction of mortals would also become our Swords."

Regardless of the Divines’ diverse ideologies, there had never been a unified one within the Golden Hall, and even under the same ideology, there were those with ulterior motives.

Thus, Gods like the Prophetic God Kagawus couldn’t help but reminisce about the days when the Divine King Shan En still presided on the throne.

With Shan En’s prestige and power, the entire Country of Divines, despite having thousands of ideologies, would have been prostrate before a united idea.

Regrettably, no one now possessed the prestige and capability of Divine King Shan En, nor was there anyone who could unify the Gods and consolidate power over the whole Celestial Kingdom.

Kagawus, due to his dominion over prophecy, had sufficient prestige but, as a Fourth Rank Divine, lacked the power, and the former Dragon God Endora possessed ample power but, having once initiated a civil war among the Gods, lacked adequate prestige. As for Curse God Yikabe and Water God Angel, neither had the prestige nor the power compared to Kagawus and the former Endora.

Since the Gods couldn’t reach a consensus in the Golden Hall, the subsequent outcome was evident: they began preparing for each faction’s ideologies.

For example, the Dream God Laren turned his gaze towards Kagu’s mentor, Belvan.

Belvan’s recent nightly nightmares were all crafted by the hand of the Dream God Laren himself.

He indeed followed the bet, not interfering directly with Belvan’s dreams. Instead, he instructed his believers to curse the alchemist.

Yet this was only an insignificant part for that faction of Divines, a mere trifling dessert.

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Kagu’s mysterious death was a massive shock to Belvan, compounded by various factors. Belvan suddenly caught a cold, his fever unyielding.

The dull ache in his head left Belvan unable to continue his research on Ancient Language and the Path of Divine Creation, while Kagu’s death further cast a shadow over his spirit.

For Belvan, Kagu and Mura were his most cherished apprentices, the disciples to whom he hoped to pass down his mantle. Due to the former’s humble origins, Belvan often took extra care of him. Yet such a favored disciple died in obscurity.

Prince Mura said that Kagu probably committed suicide by poisoning, a result Belvan found hard to accept.

"Kagu... committing suicide by poison, how could such a thing befall you...

Why would such tragedy happen among us..."

The continuous high fever left Belvan delirious.

He did not know whether Kagu was murdered or had committed suicide, if indeed it was suicide, why he would choose poisoning. He also did not know how much of his experiences Kagu had concealed, nor did he understand Kagu’s choice. All of this caused him great pain and struggle.

"It shouldn’t be... it simply shouldn’t be."

Belvan muttered in a half-dream, half-awake state.

At this moment, for some reason, Belvan was not experiencing any nightmares.

Exactly the opposite, Belvan, in his hazy dream, saw figures of tiny beings with transparent wings jumping around. Their emergence brought Belvan a long-missed sense of tranquility.

"I should learn more about you, and if possible, I want to stop you..."

Belvan muttered, half-conscious.

But now, whatever he said was already too late; the past could never be repeated.

If the past could indeed repeat, and he knew in advance, could he really stop Kagu?

No, it was impossible; his capabilities weren’t sufficient to stop Kagu...

His capabilities...

"Yes, I still don’t have... sufficient capabilities."

Belvan whispered to himself, suddenly, as if struck by something, he snapped awake,

"As long as I have enough capabilities, Kagu wouldn’t have died, let alone the nightmares..."

Capabilities...

The death of Kagu, ultimately, was nothing more than his own lack of power. If he had been more capable, none of this would have happened.

"What then... can bring me sufficient capabilities..."

Belvan’s forehead was burning hot, as he murmured almost like he was bewitched.

The answer was clear.

The path of divine creation discovered in the Nameless Book.

Apart from that, there was almost no other way for him to acquire the necessary capabilities.

At that moment, Belvan strained to rise from his sickbed and marched relentlessly towards his study.

He lit a lamp, returned to the desk, took a deep breath, and began to continue his original research all night long.

The Dream God Laren would never have thought that the relentless nightmares He inflicted on Belvan didn’t break his will but instead made Belvan even more resilient.

Belvan once again played with the star disc, organized his manuscripts, constantly wrote and drew on papyrus, and kept flipping through the Nameless Book, until the rooster crowed a second time, without taking a single break.

When Prince Mura arrived at his teacher’s study in the early morning, he was astonished to see Belvan, pale-faced, fervently exploring one problem after another.

"Teacher, you need to rest."

Prince Mura came forward, hastily saying.

"No rest, only pigs need rest."

Belvan spoke, pulling out several sheets of paper densely filled with writing from a stack of books.

"What is this?"

Prince Mura looked down and saw the paper was full of conjectures and explanations. After a brief glance, he looked up in confusion and said,

"Ascension Ceremony?"

Belvan let out a muddled breath,

"A generally safe Ascension Ceremony—this is the draft of my paper. Once I experiment with it, I plan to send this discovery to scholars everywhere."

Prince Mura looked somewhat bewildered and tentative,

"You want to make our achievements public that we have worked on all along... Shouldn’t we wait until it’s fully matured before considering publication? If we do this, wouldn’t others steal our work, change it for their own use, or even achieve greater things? Wouldn’t everything we’ve done so far just become a stepping stone?"

After hearing this, Belvan just shook his head, lowered his eyes, and did not offer any further explanation.