I Reborn as a God Within a Statue, And You Ask Me to Enslave All Gods?-Chapter 90 --Power of the Earth Element!

As the divine points spread and merged into the ground, the dark gods charging in front immediately sensed something ominous.

Just as they were about to unleash their dark god powers, they suddenly realized that the ground beneath them was writhing like a tide. Sharp earthen spikes erupted from below like bamboo shoots after the rain, aiming straight for their abdomens.

The spikes came so suddenly that the dark gods—blinded by greed and having lost their reason—had no time to react. Their bodies were instantly impaled, and foul-smelling blood gushed from the gaps between the spikes, corroding the earth with a sizzling sound, thick black smoke rising into the air.

"Ahhh!"

The dark gods in front couldn’t help but let out miserable screams. The bone-piercing pain nearly shattered their minds.

After all, ever since they had become dark gods, they had rarely—if ever—been injured. This kind of excruciating, piercing pain was beyond what they could endure.

Under the shock of pain, they quickly tried to calm down and force the earthen spikes out of their bodies.

But it was too late.

The spikes that had pierced into them suddenly exploded, and the shattered brown fragments tore their bodies into bloody tatters. Twisted organs and foul-smelling innards splattered all over the ground—it was like a grotesque slaughterhouse.

"Something’s not right. This human god is no ordinary one!"

"He’s completely taken control of this entire area—what kind of technique is this? A domain? But domain power shouldn’t be something a god of his level can wield!"

"Tier-6! This guy’s combat strength is definitely Tier-6 or higher! What kind of monster is he? How did someone like this end up here?"

Seeing the dark gods in front explode and die, those following close behind began to breathe erratically. Especially when they felt the blood splashing onto them, their expressions drastically changed, and the desire to retreat instantly filled their hearts.

Their strength was no different from the first wave that had charged at Owen.

Though those at the front had let their guard down, the overwhelming power Owen had suddenly unleashed was still terrifying.

If they charged forward now, death was guaranteed.

But just as the surviving dark gods were about to turn and flee, the earth behind them wriggled like clay and rose into towering brown earthen walls!

The moment they sensed the aura of those walls, their faces turned pale. The oppressive pressure made them feel like their strength was being completely suppressed, like they had turned into ordinary mortals.

As this crushing force overwhelmed them, more spikes erupted from the ground, skewering them as they faltered and tried to retreat.

They wanted to flee—but it was already too late!

Even the five Tier-6 dark gods at the rear—previously lounging without a care—were now wide-eyed in shock.

The earth, writhing like a living being, was emanating a gravity-like aberration, strong enough that even they were significantly affected.

Especially as more and more dark gods were impaled by earthen spikes, the pressure on them intensified—like being crushed beneath a hydraulic press.

Boom! Boom!

Under the terrifying gravitational force, the five Tier-6 dark gods—who had held out the longest—exploded like over-pressurized boilers. Their bones disintegrated into dust under the immense force.

They too, were annihilated.

At that moment, Owen suddenly opened his eyes, a look of surprise flickering across his face.

Although he had known that a skill consuming 300 divine points would be terrifying, that knowledge had always been theoretical.

Now that he had actually used those points and witnessed the true destructive force of the Power of the Earth Element, even Owen was a bit shocked.

No wonder each jump in Godhood rank was so difficult—the power difference is enormous!

Just as he was marveling at this, he saw fragments of order fly out from the corpses of the dark gods and float toward him.

Though these were corrupted order fragments, after purification, he would receive a total of 500 clean order fragments!

Owen was quite pleased with that.

Immediately, divine points gathered in his palm, transforming into pure white flames that began to burn away the corruption in the fragments.

Time passed swiftly—within just a few dozen breaths, the process was complete.

Looking at the purified fragments in his hand, a genuine smile finally formed on Owen’s lips.

Although purifying these corrupted fragments had cost him over 500 divine points, the resulting 500 clean order fragments were on a whole different level.

If sold to the system’s pawnshop, they’d fetch over 5,000 divine points.

But of course, no god would willingly sell their precious order fragments. These items were extremely rare and incredibly useful—and very hard to acquire.

And now, Owen had obtained them easily.

He hadn’t just passed the test; he’d reaped a massive reward as well. He was more than satisfied.

With so many order fragments, his future options had vastly expanded.

They could be used to add Vassal Gods, or permanently reduce god skill consumption!

"This exchange tournament really feels like it was tailor-made for me..."

Owen clicked his tongue in admiration, hoping events like this would come around more often.

Even without the ranking rewards, the loot he’d gained this time was already enormous—far beyond what other gods could imagine!

Of course, Owen also knew why he was doing so well in this tournament—like a walk in the park.

The reason was simple: his Godhood rank was leagues above everyone else’s.

It was complete dimensional suppression.

And honestly, Owen loved this kind of advantage!

Why fight to be "invincible at the same level" when you could just crush your enemies with raw power?

As this thought passed through Owen’s mind, a notification appeared before him:

Test Rating – SSS

Point Reward – 210 Points

Clearly, by instantly wiping out all 50 dark gods, Owen had shattered the supposedly "impossible" challenge. Not only had he passed with a perfect score, he was immediately returned to the topmost cloud layer—free from any more torment in those smaller trial realms full of dark gods.

"Hey friend, what’s your name? How did you get out so quickly? Were you... instantly killed by the dark gods too?"

Just as Owen reappeared, another god who had also recently been ejected looked at him gloomily and asked.

Before Owen could reply, a nearby younger god with bright eyes sighed:

"Damn, I didn’t realize we had to survive against fifty dark gods until I got in. No preparation at all—how the hell are we supposed to survive that?"

"I think most gods are gonna fail this round. With that many terrifying dark gods attacking all at once, we’re helpless!"

Other gods who overheard joined in with sighs and shaking heads, feeling the challenge was just too much.

"Didn’t even give me a chance—soon as I appeared, they swallowed me whole. How’s anyone supposed to play like this?"

Listening to the gods complaining, Owen nodded in agreement:

"Yeah, it was definitely painful."

Of course, he wasn’t talking about himself.

He was referring to the 50 dark gods, who had been pierced by earthen spikes, crushed by terrifying gravity, and quite literally exploded from the inside out.

No matter how you looked at it—that was a painful way to die.

"Anyway, enough about that nightmare. Guys, how many points are you all sitting at right now?"

The lively young god curiously turned to Owen.

After all, the most important thing in this tournament was points—more points meant a higher rank. Only the top ten thousand gods would get rewarded.

Otherwise, it’d all be a waste of time.

Owen glanced at him and casually replied, "Oh, just a few hundred points."

Now that the tests were over and they’d soon be returning to their domains, he saw no need to hide anything.

After today, he likely wouldn’t see any of these gods again.

At his current rate of growth, these guys wouldn’t even be able to keep up with the dust behind him.

Hearing Owen’s response, the energetic young god raised an eyebrow and smirked:

"Just a few hundred? Man, that’s pretty low. I’m already past a thousand. If you’re gonna brag, at least go big with it!"