I Reborn as a God Within a Statue, And You Ask Me to Enslave All Gods?-Chapter 150 --The Marvelous Use of Primal Faith

Such a tier-8 existence was still not worth mentioning before him, a special 2-star limit Ancient God.

If that being truly dared to venture deep into this domain, Owen would show them the true meaning of terror!

After all, he currently possessed over eight hundred thousand divine points. With such an oceanic amount of divine points, he could cast god skills without restraint. By unleashing an endless barrage of god skills, the destructive power he could muster would be enough to annihilate even multiple tier-8 Awakeners gathered together!

Given his current Godhood rank, the power unleashed by a single god skill was already enough to threaten a tier-8 Awakener. If he unleashed hundreds, even thousands of god skills simultaneously, it would absolutely crush the opposition!

"Indeed, with enough divine points, anything is possible," Owen mused with a slight smile. A deep sense of calm settled within him. In his view, with sufficient divine points at his disposal, even a mid-stage tier-8 Awakener could be wiped out by sheer overwhelming force.

Divine points were the very foundation of a god’s existence. A god with an abundance of divine points and a god who had exhausted them were two entirely different beings.

Just as Owen was relishing in this realization, he noticed something unusual.

"He seems to be devouring the Primal Faith of the Caesar Empire... What an Aberration-like method..."

A peculiar expression appeared on Owen’s face. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

In the ancient times, before the birth of gods, Primal Faith only existed in empires or among a few individuals who wielded immense influence. If the accumulation of Primal Faith was vast enough, it could potentially give rise to the birth of a true god.

However, Primal Faith was elusive and nearly impossible to harness. Yet somehow, that golden-armored man had found a way to absorb it, using it to steadily strengthen himself.

Intrigued, Owen extended his hand, palm facing downward. His god mark between his brows pulsed slightly, sending out a subtle vibration that stirred the land beneath him. Moments later, tendrils of Primal Faith rose from the earth and gathered into his palm.

The Primal Faith appeared as a brilliant golden mist, exuding mysterious ripples. It seemed to sense Owen’s presence, struggling momentarily before gradually submitting to his control, as if recognizing him as its rightful master.

If Roger, the golden-armored man, had witnessed this scene, he would have been utterly stunned.

Roger had gone to tremendous lengths to absorb even a portion of the Caesar Empire’s Primal Faith. In the end, he had been forced to transform into a grotesque, half-human, half-spellbeast monstrosity just to siphon off the power.

Yet Owen had done it effortlessly, without the slightest strain.

It was truly inconceivable!

"The Primal Faith of the Caesar Empire... This is a treasure indeed," Owen whispered to himself, a broad smile spreading across his face.

Thanks to the soul impact brought about by Silent Step, he had gleaned fragments of a dragon’s memories, allowing him to understand the background of the golden-armored man. That man had once been deeply tied to the Caesar Empire. After voluntarily mutating into a half-human, half-spellbeast creature, he had begun to absorb the strange power hidden within the empire’s ruins.

Now, knowing that the Caesar Empire’s Primal Faith had merged into the earth following its fall, Owen’s mind began to churn with new possibilities.

As a tier-2 limit deity, he had already begun to control mountains, rivers, and land, making him the true master of this region.

Thus, the Primal Faith originally belonging to the Caesar Empire naturally gravitated toward his god mark, acknowledging him as their new sovereign.

After all, he was now the god of these lands and the protector of its people.

Faith originated from humanity.

Since these people now worshiped Owen, the Primal Faith that once belonged to the fallen empire would naturally submit to his dominion as well.

Having grasped this truth, Owen felt increasingly satisfied.

Originally, he had spent 2,500 divine points to activate Silent Step, intending only to disrupt and counter the mysterious surveillance targeting him.

He had never expected to reap such an enormous harvest!

Though most of the Caesar Empire’s Primal Faith had dissipated over time, the remnants buried within the earth were still an extremely valuable source of power.

"It’s a pity that I’m still too far from the faith nexus where the golden-armored man is located," Owen murmured.

"For now, I can only siphon off fragments of the Primal Faith through my dominion over the land and its people."

"However, as time passes and my influence deepens, the rate of absorption should increase dramatically. Eventually, fully assimilating all of it will be a matter of course."

With that thought, Owen narrowed his eyes, activating his divine sight to gaze upon the Primal Faith hidden within the earth.

Primal Faith: The power of faith originating from the fallen Caesar Empire. Comprehensive evaluation: Level 3 Power of Faith.

Its known effects included:

First: It could directly elevate the level of individuals tied to the Caesar Empire.Second: It could accelerate the growth and advancement of such individuals.Third: It could provide powerful buffs, enhancing their combat capabilities.

"Level 3 Power of Faith?"

Owen was somewhat unfamiliar with the classification system for powers of faith.

He wasn’t sure how high or low a Level 3 rating truly was.

After all, while the Caesar Empire had once wielded considerable influence in this region, it was by no means the most dominant force across the broader world.

"Still, it seems that only those considered people of the Caesar Empire can utilize this Primal Faith. But with the empire’s destruction and disintegration, can the scattered remnants still be considered its people?"

Owen wasn’t entirely certain.

Most of the territories once belonging to the Caesar Empire had fallen into chaos after its collapse. Spellbeasts roamed unchecked, and the remaining human settlements were fragmented and scattered.

Were those people still connected enough to the Caesar Empire to benefit from its lingering Primal Faith?

Determined to find out, Owen flicked his finger, drawing a golden strand of Primal Faith from the mist.

The thread twisted through the air like a living fish, shimmering with tangible brilliance.

Carefully, Owen focused his senses on this strand.

Soon, a look of surprise lit up his face.

This single wisp of Primal Faith contained enough power to elevate a tier-3 peak Awakener to the beginning of tier-4!

Moreover, if used on a tier-4 beginner, it could boost them one level higher, directly advancing them to tier-4 mid!

If two wisps were combined, they could even raise a tier-4 mid Awakener to the level of tier-4 advanced!

Realizing this, Owen’s grin widened uncontrollably.

This was essentially another way to promote his followers’ strength, almost akin to using an Awakening Scroll—

although not as explosively fast, it was still incredibly precious, especially given its lack of side effects.

His gaze quickly shifted to Benjamin.

Benjamin was a village orphan, unremarkable in background, yet diligent and steadfast.

He had been one of the earliest C-rank devotees alongside Frank.

Currently, Benjamin was at tier-3 peak, but his strength still lagged behind Frank’s.

Without hesitation, Owen channeled the golden wisp of Primal Faith toward Benjamin, letting it fuse seamlessly into his body.

At that moment, Benjamin, who had been patrolling around the temple, abruptly halted.

He felt an intense surge of vitality roaring through his body!

Elements from all around him flocked toward him, their flow surging at speeds hundreds of times faster than anything he had ever experienced.

Ordinarily, absorbing even a bean-sized amount of elemental energy in a day would be considered decent for Benjamin.

But now, torrents of elemental force rushed into him, creating an internal river of pure energy!

Such a massive and sudden influx would have overwhelmed most Awakeners, leading to serious injuries or even death.

Yet in Benjamin’s case, the elemental energy flowed gently and harmoniously through him, steadily nurturing his strength as he began to charge toward tier-4 beginner!

"Is this a blessing from Deus Initium?"

Benjamin’s mind was awash with awe and gratitude.

In his heart, he had no doubt that only the benevolence of Deus Initium could grant such a miracle.

Without wasting another second, he immediately sat down cross-legged, focusing all his efforts on absorbing and refining this sudden boon.

Time passed swiftly.

In just over an hour, Benjamin’s physical energy and elemental reserves skyrocketed.

He successfully broke through the bottleneck, rising from tier-3 peak to tier-4 beginner!

At that moment, he officially became a tier-4 Awakener!

Feeling the surge of newfound power within him, Benjamin’s face lit up with pure joy.

He immediately prostrated himself before the temple, offering a heartfelt prayer of thanks.

For countless days, he had struggled against the bottleneck, unable to advance.

Yet now, thanks to the grace of Deus Initium, he had achieved his long-cherished breakthrough almost effortlessly!

Through this experiment, Owen’s excitement reached new heights.

The people of his territory were still recognized by the Primal Faith as descendants of the Caesar Empire!

Thus, they could indeed harness its power!

Even though the speed of advancement wasn’t as rapid as with an Awakening Scroll, it was still a significant boost—

and, more importantly, it came without any lingering side effects!

"That golden-armored man really is my lucky star," Owen thought with a gleam in his eye.

In his mind, he envisioned the vast sea of Primal Faith hidden beneath his feet.

A rough estimation suggested that it was no less than one million units strong!