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Chapter 471: Chapter 470: The Galaxy is also a River

“What… What happened to us?” the God of Light slowly awoke, as if from a distant slumber.

He felt as if he had been sleeping for a very long time.

The God of Light saw six of his companions lying next to him, their eyes dazed.

What happened?

As the seven gods were of comparable strength, when the God of Light awakened, the other six gods gradually came to as well.

The Beast God was a lion, with a human body and a lion’s head. He shook his mane, recalling that before he fainted, it had something to do with time magic.

“I remember now, there was a mysterious believer who asked us for skills. Our belief was swept up, and we had to respond to his queries,” said the Elf God who was in the form of a blonde haired, green eyed girl.

Remembering the mysterious believer made all the gods shiver.

That believer was terrifying, almost draining them completely.

Having lived for more than a thousand years, this was the first time they had encountered someone so bewitching.

“No, that man who claimed to be the Honghu Messenger a thousand years ago was just as unfathomable,” said the God of Light, recalling the Honghu Messenger who claimed to be from the Immortal Realm.

“Are you saying, this believer and the Honghu Messenger are both from the divine realm or even of the same rank?” asked the Wind God. He had the worst luck among the seven, as the believer always seemed to demand something of him which led to him being the most severely injured and still weak now.

Legends in the Eira World mentioned the Upper Realm. For instance, the original frost giant had ascended to the Upper Realm, and a thousand years ago, Eira World began calling the Upper Realm the divine realm.

Even if the Honghu Messenger told them the Upper Realm was called the Immortal Realm, they couldn’t change their habit.

“It’s very likely,” said the God of Light solemnly, deeply impressed by the Honghu Messenger. The Honghu Messenger seemed omnipotent, employing bewildering methods.

“Something’s not right, why isn’t my body recovering?” shouted the Wind God. Even if he was seriously injured, he shouldn’t be continuously in an injured state.

“The power of belief is diminishing drastically? Did our long unconsciousness cause people to forget about us?” The seven gods were terrified. They desired to break free from the shackles of the power of belief, but they also couldn’t completely leave it.

“Let me see what’s happening.” The God of Light projected himself onto one of his own statues, observing the actions of the religious officials below.

The religious officials didn’t know they were being observed. They brought out a statue of the River God and worshipped it in secret.

The faction of the River God in the church was a minor one, not recognized by the bishop. They could only secretly worship the River God to demonstrate their sincerity.

“River God above, I hope my daughter is safe in the underground dungeon.”

“I wish the church would pay higher wages.”

“I beg the River God to help me pass the religious official exam and become a formal religious official.”

“I’m seeking the River God’s guidance. Should I stay in the Church or become an adventurer?”

They tried a few times and realized that the statue of the River God did not respond.

The religious officials looked up at the statues of the seven gods and whispered to their colleagues, “I heard that the River God doesn’t manifest where the statues of the seven gods are. Could it be true?”

“I don’t know. Let’s leave the church and try outside.”

The God of Light was perplexed. After changing several statues, he always found religious officials who had changed their faith.

If this is the state of the church, one can imagine the condition of the common people.

“This River God is that believer who pledged to us!” The God of Light identified the River God.

“The time has come, the River God is about to awaken!” The religious officials shouted, abandoning the church and gazing up at the starry sky.

According to some rumors, that night the River God would fully awaken.

Upon hearing this news, the seven gods hastily consolidated a body using the power of belief, wanting to understand the origins of this River God.

The seven gods did not have physical bodies. They were made up of the power of belief. Wherever there was the power of belief, there were they.

They were scattered all over the world, helping believers automatically with their power whenever believers performed their skills.

As mentioned in the “Light God Manual”, the seven gods were omnipresent, and it was not an exaggeration.

The statues inside the church served as a point of amplification for the power of belief, helping them conveniently use the power of belief to grant skills to the believers.

The seven gods communicated through their spiritual sense. Their previous meetings, vomiting blood, fainting, all happened in the realm of spiritual sense, not in any concrete location.

The seven gods concealed their bodies and quietly observed the reactions of the crowd from a hidden spot.

They could not change their appearance. If the believers believed they looked a certain way, they could only appear that way.

From people’s conversations, the seven gods learned about the newly emerged River God.

The River God sounded weak, but according to the legends, his origins were astonishing and he was terrifyingly powerful.

“I said that I was born from chaos as a story made up by me. Who would’ve thought that someone would follow my narrative and declare himself as the River God of the Primordial Chaotic River?” The God of Light expressed his astonishment as it seemed that he had met his match in bending the truth.

“The World Tree is the same. The first sapling born from chaos, those are nothing but tall tales.”

Even so, it can’t be denied that the wonders performed by the River God and the World Tree, are indeed real. The seven gods knew that the other party truly had great abilities.

“Look!” That night, countless people left their houses, gazing up at the night sky.

The Milky Way was as dazzling and captivating as always, densely pack with stars containing countless knowledge and power, irresistibly fascinating.

People wondered how the planets moved, whether the world was flat or spherical, who the center of the universe was, was it the Eira Continent or the sun?

When people gaze into the vast night sky, these questions always come to mind.

But tonight, no one had such mixed thoughts.

In the Milky Way, it was as if a huge entity had fallen asleep, countless stars broke away from their trajectory, forming the blurred silhouette of a person.

With their minds and souls focused on the silhouette formed by stars, people forgot the passage of time.

All abilities, all experiences, all statuses, became meaningless in that moment.

Even those Tier 5 adventurers, the heroic team that had once slain ancient dragons and the three-headed Hell Dog, compared to the massive entity in the Milky Way, they were trivial, no more significant than dust.

The silhouette in the sky trembled slightly, as if about to awaken. The stars, in a way no one could understand, changed their orbits once more and clearly formed the shape of a human figure.

In the people’s eyes, the silhouette and the statue of the River God progressively overlapped.

The World Tree swayed its branches, celebrating the awakening of the River God, blessing all beings.

Created from the stars, the River God arose from the Milky Way. Slowly rising, his every movement tugged at the people’s hearts.

At this moment, the numerous people wavering between the seven gods and the River God definitively chose to believe in the River God.

People’s faith in the River God peaked.

The radiant star-formed River God fully awakened, his appearance consistent with the figure they normally attributed to the River God, only more monumental and divine, inviolable.

With the Milky Way for a bed, he stretched lazily after waking up, a picture of utter comfort. He looked down at the seven gods with a teasing smile on his lips.

“I found you.”

The faces of the seven gods paled.