The Era of Gods Chapter 1

Chapter 1: A Game of Transcendent Civilizations

Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“My children, the Great Lord of the Grey Mist, the King of the Endless Tides, and the Lord of the Seven Seas, are watching over us!”

“It is time for us to show our bravery and slaughter those heretics!”

On the wide-stretching shallows, Lin Xiao, who was about 1.78 meters tall, stirred up a swirl of fine sand with his feet. With wooden-handled Bone Swords in each of his hands, he leaped into the air and twisted his body nimbly to evade an incoming Bone Fork. The Bone Fork violently plunged into the protruded eye of a Lobsterman in front of him. The transcendent power dug deep into the eye socket and severed the carapace, splitting a crack into the Lobsterman’s head. Yellow and red brain tissue splattered over the ground and was washed into the sea by the shifting tide.

Kicking away the Lobsterman’s corpse, a strange cry sounded from behind him, “Great Lord of the Grey Mist, slaughter these heretics!”

A large group of children-like Murlocs, each hovering around a meter in height, all covered in fine grey scales, waved their respective harpoons and bone forks, passing by him as they charged towards the remaining nine Lobstermen at the other side of the beach while screaming frantically.

Compared to the Greyscale Murloc’s child-like body height, the Lobstermen were about 1.6 to 1.7 meters tall and their entire bodies were covered in a thick carapace. In both size and defense, the latter would completely crush the former.

Unfortunately, their numbers were too small. With 70 to 80 Greyscale Murlocs swarming forward, even ants could kill an elephant.

Lin Xiao didn’t remain idle. After he took a breath, he quickly caught up, accelerated within a few strides, charged towards the mob, and yelled,” Make way!”

The few Greyscale Murlocs moved away without looking at him. Lin Xiao pounced forward, stabling his sword through the Lobsterman’s sturdy carapace, then quickly withdrew. The mob of Greyscale Murlocs quickly crowded forward.

Lin Xiao didn’t stop moving. Without stopping, he charged towards another Lobsterman, altered his direction midway, and hurled the Bone Sword in his hand to strike a Lobsterman who was being mobbed on the other side, thus saving a Murloc that was almost killed by a fork.

However, the injured Lobsterman went berserk and smashed its fork indiscriminately, striking the head of a Greyscale Murloc, sinking more than ten centimeters into its skull.

“Damn it! Another one got killed.” Lin Xiao cursed inwardly, feeling helpless for his Spawn’s pathetic combat prowess.

But, speechlessness aside, he mustered his concentration to charge forward. With his combat powers beyond that of his own kin, he once again slaughtered two Lobstermen, injured two, and performed seven saves. It took him a full half hour to annihilate the remaining Lobstermen at the price of six deaths and eight injuries, despite his best efforts.

When the last Lobsterman was killed, many Greyscale Murlocs leaped towards the Lobsterman’s corpse, cheering. One eagerly grabbed the Lobsterman’s severed arm, wanting to sink its teeth into it. However, it was struck away by Lin Xiao to the sandy beach with a backhand slap.

He didn’t care about these Murlocs at all. He reached out, grabbed a Lobsterman’s corpse, lifted it high up into the air, and shouted, “The Great Lord of the Grey Mist has bestowed upon us the power to defeat our enemies. Today, we will offer these spoils of war to the almighty Lord of the Grey Mist!”

Immediately, a Greyscale Murloc echoed his shout. “All hail Lord of the Grey Mist!”

It was their leader, the one with the greatest faith among his Spawn.

After speaking, Lin Xiao hauled the corpse of the Lobsterman to the other side of the beach, and muttered silently in his heart as he walked, “Bring up the panel.”

A screen that only he could see popped up before his eyes. On the screen was a series of data points.

God Profile:

User: Lin Xiao (Citizen’s Number txwd542154895147)

Real Name: Cyberlux Meyer.

Divine Name: Lord of the Grey Mist, King of the Endless Tides, Lord of the Seven Seas.

Godhead: None

Divine Role: None

Divinity: 1.

Divine Flame: Unignited.

Divine Power: 1.

Mystical Power: Tide Summon.

Divine Realm: Greymist Ocean.

Religion: Murloc Antecedent.

Believer: Greymist Murloc.

Profession: None.

Worship Value: 14425 points.

“This is still fine, I guess!”

Lin Xiao’s gaze hovered on the few upper lines and fell directly on Worship Value at the very end. It had only gone up by about 70 or 80 points after the fight.

Next, he gave a prompt in his mind and navigated to the Religion Profile beneath the panel. In the blink of an eye, a second panel was brought up.

Religion Profile:

Religion: Murloc Antecedent

Sacred Emblem: Forkliftin Murlocs surrounded by the ocean.

Belief: Ancestral Worshipping (Primitive Religion).

Chosen People: Unselected (Require 10 Divine Power)

Divine Technique: Underwater Breathing Level 1, Underwater Acceleration Level 1, Essence of Seawater Level 1.

Pastor: Unselected

Believer: 1 Fanatic Believer, 14 Devout Believers, 33 True Believers, 59 Pan-believers.

“I got 2 more True Believers. Pretty neat I must say.”

Lin Xiao bit his lip as he looked at the Race Profile:

Race Profile

Race: Greymist Murloc

Classification: Demi-human

Level: Low-level Species

Profession: None

Innate Talent: Underwater Breathing

Ability: None

Expertise: Elementary Swimming,

Physique: 0.6 (Adult Human: 1)

Strength: 0.5 (Somewhat less than that of an 80-year-old.)

Agility: 0.4/1.1 (Land/Water)

Mind Power: 0.4 (Even a genetic mutation cannot turn them into a Spell Caster)

Evaluation: An extremely weak aquatic race.

There wasn’t much to the Race Profile. Lin Xiao had looked at it umpteen times, and it hadn’t changed a bit over the years. However, there was a surprise on the Army Statistics Profile. Two of the 107 Greymist Murlocs had a yellow plus sign displayed beside them. This would indicate that these two Greymist Murlocs have accumulated enough combat experience to be upgraded.

He immediately focused his consciousness on the two Murlocs that were showing a yellow plus sign, and a faint gleam appeared on the two Murlocs behind him, instantly distinguishing them from the other Murlocs.

“I’ll upgrade them once I get back!”

Lin Xiao was in a good mood, as much of the depression he was feeling due to the death of seven of his spawn was dampened.

Life and death were decided by fate; wealth and rank were matters of destiny. It was a common occurrence for such a weak race to die on a battlefield. It had only taken Lin Xiao half a year to go from being extremely careful, fearing for their deaths, to being accustomed to the occurrence.

There was a Murloc tribe at the edge of the beach less than a kilometer away from the battlefield. Greymist Murlocs used a mixture of crushed shells, sea sand, and the flesh and blood residues of fishes to construct houses that were mainly composed of sea sand.

Of course, that hadn’t been invented by the Murlocs. How would the poor brain capacity of the Greymist Murlocs enable them to think of something like that? This was, without a doubt, an idea conceived by the wise and handsome Lord of the Greymist, Lin Xiao, who first taught it to himself, in the name of God, then passed it to these Greymist Murlocs.

Back at the tribe, a dozen elderly Murlocs who remained in the tribe happily greeted them and moved the spoils back to the tribe. That night, under the auspices of Lin Xiao, a ‘grand’ sacrificial ceremony was held.

“The Great Lord of the Grey Mist, King of the Endless Tides, Lord of the Seven Seas.”

“Creator of all, the One at the highest, Disseminator of Civilization.”

“Creator and Antecedent of Greymist Murlocs.”

At this point, even though he had read it many times, Lin Xiao still felt a little embarrassed.

But when he thought of the fact that this concerned the religion of his own Spawn, he gritted his teeth and continued, enduring the embarrassment:

“Almighty existence that shelters us and allows us to survive and multiply.”

“Cyberlux.”

“Here, we present our offering and our pious faith.”

Arriving at this point, Lin Xiao’s voice abruptly became louder as he prayed in a rambunctious voice that was difficult for regular Murlocs to utter,

“Almighty Lord of the Greymist, please accept our offering and bestow upon our warriors greater power!”

As he spoke, he grabbed the corpse of a Lobsterman and hurled it onto the altar. Beside him, a dozen Murloc Warriors who were stronger than their kin lifted the corpse of the Lobstermen to the altar. Then, Lin Xiao grabbed a Bone Staff and started performing the battle dance he had invented with a frenzied expression on his face.

Under his influence, the Greymist Murlocs beside the altar also came around the altar and began dancing the Battle Dance that they were familiar with.

At this moment, the leader of the Murlocs, who looked like a Fanatic Believer and was performing the battle dance with fervor, abruptly reverted to its original appearance. However, amidst an undiscernible dimension, a golden ray of light containing a mysterious aura rose to the sky above the tribe and turned into a golden human-shaped figure. From its appearance, it resembled a handsome human teenager.

A layer of mysterious power enveloped the golden phantom, making it vague and imperceptible.

Lin Xiao looked around. The Divine Realm, 5 kilometers long, 3.5 kilometers wide, and 1 kilometer high, could be observed with a single glance. The vast Divine Realm was silent in the night. Only in this Greymist Murloc tribe, could a little light and sound be perceived.

This small tribe with only a little more than a hundred entities was Lin Xiao’s so-called Spawn. There were only 12 level-1 Murloc Fighters and 95 level-0 Murlocs.

And yes, there was also him, the Lord of Grey Mist, who personally played the role of the leader of the tribe, a powerful Murloc who was about 1.78 meters tall, a giant in the eyes of other Greymist Murlocs.

“Bring up the Race Profile!”

A familiar screen was brought up. Lin Xiao easily navigated to the Army Statistics Profile, found the two level-0 Greymist Murlocs that were showing yellow plus signs, and pointed at them with his finger, which was exuding a faint golden light. Upon that, 200 Worship Value vanished, and the two level-0 Greymist Murlocs were upgraded to level-1 Greymist Warriors.

While he just had to make a mere tap over here, in the embodied reality, two rays of golden light were emitted from the Holy Emblem at the center of the altar, which then struck the two Murlocs who were cheering around the altar. At the very next second, the two Greymist Murlocs abruptly unleashed a furious roar as their bodies enlarged at speeds visible to the naked eye.

In less than 10 seconds, these two Murlocs grew from one meter to between 1.2 and 1.3 meters. Compared to their kin, they were a head taller and much stronger. At the same time, the scales on their bodies became deeper in color and gained enhanced defensive capabilities.

When the two Murloc Fighters who had been elevated regained their senses after the temporary stupefaction, they immediately knelt before the Holy Emblem that represented the Lord of the Grey Mist and maniacally chanted praises of worship.

Above the sky, Lin Xiao filtered out these praises of worship that he had heard so many times that he was tired of hearing them. The focus of his attention now was that the Thread of Worship representing the two Murlocs in his Consciousness had been thickened once again. From True Believers, they had become Devout Believers, and the Worship Value they would provide had changed from the previous 0.2 points per day to 1 point per day, a full fivefold increase.

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In addition, as their kin had witnessed them being elevated before their very own eyes via the power of the Lord of the Grey Mist, it gave birth to another 15 True Believers and three additional Devout Believers.

In this way, the number of Devout Believers among Lin Xiao’s Spawns had suddenly reached 19, while the number of True Believers had reached 43. The Worship Value provided every day had once again risen by a whole section.

This was the main reason why he wouldn’t perform the elevation on the spot but would instead do it during the sacrificial ceremony. What better way was there to promote his believers’ faith than to show them miracles himself?

Although this was no miracle, just an ordinary army promotion. As a professional gamer in a Game of Deification, such an operation had already become instinctive behavior.

Closing the panel contentedly, Lin Xiao glanced at his own Divine Realm for the last time, and, with a prompt of his mind, he turned into a ray of golden light, soared into the sky, and vanished.