I Reborn as a God Within a Statue, And You Ask Me to Enslave All Gods?-Chapter 95 --The Recognition of Deus Initium

Inside the divine statue.

Owen gazed at the strange pearl in his hand—a swirling, spiral-shaped object resembling a conch, formed entirely of wind—and released his divine sense to inspect it with interest.

After incinerating the twelve pale-skinned giants with divine fire, Owen had absorbed their residual will. The remaining power, however, had converged and crystallized into this bizarre aberrant object.

Within it, the chaotic power of the twelve giants’ hurricanes could still be clearly felt. It was as though one had entered a world ruled by storms, with the roar of gales constantly in the ears and the body assaulted from all sides by their fierce might.

"Burning them with divine flame to purge the dregs and refine the essence... It cost me 4,100 divine points, but the result was worth it—I’ve distilled the very core of their strength."

The grotesque, wind-formed pearl contained hurricane force equivalent to that of a tier-7 Sacred Vestige—and not just any tier-7, but one of the most elite among them!

When Owen had unleashed his sea of divine flame to burn and compress the giants, it wasn’t just to eliminate them quickly. His true goal had been to extract every ounce of their essence.

And in doing so, he discovered a new application for his divine fire—refining Sacred Vestiges.

Even though he had no prior experience in crafting relics, with high-quality raw materials and his flame, Owen realized he could forge extremely powerful artifacts.

Moreover, as his divine fire continued to compress, it began to resemble a sealed volcanic eruption. If he kept honing it, its destructive power would only grow more terrifying.

"This wind pearl may be tier-7, and of no real use to me now... but to other deities, it’s worth its weight in gold."

Without hesitation, Owen opened the system’s Trading Channel and listed the tier-7 hurricane pearl for sale.

Item: Hurricane Pearl — Tier-7 Sacred Vestige

Effect: Upon activation with divine points, unleashes 12 simultaneous hurricanes. A tier-6 awakener will be instantly killed. Even powerful tier-6 spellbeasts will have their flesh and bones shredded by the storm.

Required divine points: 19,000

This was the price Owen set.

While tier-7 Sacred Vestiges typically wouldn’t fetch that high a price, such high-level artifacts were exceedingly rare at this stage.

And with its explosive killing power, this one could easily turn the tide in the upcoming Divine War.

That’s why Owen felt confident asking such a steep price—once other deities noticed it, someone would definitely pay the cost no matter what.

Even factoring in the divine points he’d spent on Radiance of All, if the sale went through, he’d still make a profit of 1,490 divine points.

With his current 37,480 divine points, he’d be that much closer to his goal of 150,000—the amount needed to ascend to the next tier.

The thought made his heart surge with excitement.

Once he had enough divine points, Owen could confidently break through to become a 2-Star Peak Ancient God.

At that point, both his combat power and his domain would reach new heights.

If nameless gods were the bottom of the divine hierarchy, and 1-Star Ancient Gods were diligent worker ants, then 2-Star Peak Ancient Gods were regional lords.

Many deities would never reach that level in their entire lifetimes.

But Owen was already within striking distance.

Of course, he knew that even if the path ahead was clear, he still had much preparation to do.

Ascending to 2-Star Peak required time and accumulation—there were no shortcuts.

Suppressing his excitement, Owen turned his attention to the System Task Panel.

Previously, he’d leveraged his offering bonus to swiftly complete missions, and the system rewards had established his early advantage.

Now that most of his other matters were settled, he could focus once more on completing tasks and accelerating his growth.

He had already planned to resume missions earlier, but the sudden appearance of the Divine Order Summit had interrupted him. Fortunately, the rewards had been immense—otherwise, he’d have missed a golden opportunity.

"The mission to expand Hell..."

Owen glanced at the mission screen, and a plan quickly formed in his mind.

"Hell hasn’t truly mobilized since its creation. It’s time to test their strength—and reward them a little."

Now armed with over 10,000 divine points and many precious resources, Owen knew it was worth investing in his forces.

After all, in the future, he’d need his devotees to take action on his behalf.

The stronger they became, the more benefits Owen would gain in return.

These Infernal Envoys would be key players moving forward—it was time to elevate them again.

Otherwise, if he had reached 2-Star Ancient God status but gave nothing back to his followers, wouldn’t he seem like a stingy god?

And every now and then, his followers needed a reminder of his divine majesty—to deepen their faith.

Owen’s divine sense then focused on Hell.

His gaze swept across those who had chosen reincarnation into Hell.

Most of them were beginner-level F- or E-rank devotees, and Owen was no longer overly concerned with such low-tier followers.

After all, recruiting them was relatively easy for him now.

It was only from D-rank onward that recruitment became more challenging.

Reaching C-rank or even B-rank was a steep climb—most would never make it that far in their lifetimes.

"There are still more than 40 willing to remain in the underworld, erasing their memories to become Infernal Envoys..."

Owen looked at the ghosts Mia had organized. Most were in the prime of life and full of determination.

They could sense it—if they let this chance slip by, they might never again serve Owen.

Naturally, Owen felt no disdain toward those willing to stay. He immediately activated Necromancy, transforming them into Infernal Envoys.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he bestowed each one with an Infernal Artifact, empowering their combat ability.

Soon, all the transformed Infernal Envoys had shed their past selves.

Their memories were erased, but their souls now radiated an even stronger aura.

Owen nodded with satisfaction at the fearsome presence they exuded.

Then his gaze fell on the two ghostly figures at the front—Wells and Sam.

As Hell expanded rapidly, strong leaders were needed to guide the others.

Owen had chosen these two. Though only C-rank devotees, they had pure backgrounds and special bloodlines, making them ideal candidates for elevation.

With the infusion of divine points and the use of a more advanced form of Necromancy, the two Infernal Envoys’ bodies grew taller and more imposing.

Their chilling aura surged—quickly rising to match the power of a peak tier-4 awakener.

After finishing, Owen tallied the cost—711 divine points.

To him now, it wasn’t much. But the impact on Hell was immense.

A peak tier-4 awakener could dominate this entire region!

And most importantly, the Infernal Envoys specialized in group combat. While they might not excel at duels, their combined strength made them a force to be reckoned with.

As their numbers continued to grow, so would the passive power boosts they received.

Such was the unique nature of the Infernal Envoys.

—

At that moment, the two figures at the head—Wells and Sam—were staring wide-eyed in shock.

They hadn’t expected to be personally selected and promoted by Deus Initium!

Even as they reeled from the transformation, their power continued to climb—finally stabilizing at tier-4 peak.

Tier-4 peak!

Wells and Sam exchanged glances, joy unmistakable in their eyes.

Though most of their memories had been erased, they clearly knew one thing:

They believed in Deus Initium.

And they were willing to give everything for him.

They had been prepared to do so.

They just never imagined that so soon after joining Deus Initium’s ranks, they would already receive such favor.