I Reborn as a God Within a Statue, And You Ask Me to Enslave All Gods?-Chapter 96 --Tommy’s Transformation

"Wells, from now on, you’ll be stationed on patrol around the outskirts of Annasi Town, acting as a roaming inspector. Handle all border-related issues, and if any spellbeasts approach—kill without mercy!"

"Sam, you’ll serve as Wells’s deputy. Patrol the territory with him."

Owen’s instructions echoed in their ears as if carried from across endless time and space.

Now as two of the Infernal Envoys under Deus Initium, both men bowed deeply to Owen, full of gratitude.

"Thank you, great Deus Initium. Rest assured—we will complete our mission!"

They thumped their chests in assurance.

After becoming Infernal Envoys under Deus Initium’s command, they lost most of their past memories. In exchange, however, they gained instincts and responsibilities essential for Infernal Envoys.

For beings like them, whose strength lay in concealment, such tasks were easy. They were naturally born for reconnaissance.

...

Time flowed quickly. Three months passed in a quiet blur.

During this period, Owen raised Thomas’s faction strength to mid-tier 4, helping him ascend a minor rank.

He also granted blessings to Hibrael, Benjamin, and the other missionaries, causing their levels and power to skyrocket.

Especially for Village Chief Hibrael—this was his first time witnessing the divine act of being blessed by a god!

Bathed in radiant golden light, his level soared from late-tier 4 to peak-tier 4.

Before this, he had exhausted every resource and shed blood, sweat, and tears just to level up—yet never succeeded.

But now, after barely any time worshipping Deus Initium, he had experienced such an immense leap. Tears welled in his eyes, his heart overwhelmed with gratitude.

Even Mia and Ethan, the brother-sister duo, had their levels explode upward—both reaching peak-tier 4.

One could say that this round of improvements for the Infernal Domain was monumental.

...

Late at night, in the stillness of silence, Owen stepped out of the divine statue. His focus shifted toward the temple’s surroundings, a trace of satisfaction tugging at his lips.

"At long last... Tommy is finally about to become the first B-rank devotee."

Excited, Owen stepped onto a cloud and made his way directly to Tommy’s home.

At that moment, Tommy had just finished his nightly prayer and was about to sleep when he suddenly felt a soreness and tingling across his body—as if something was trying to burst out from under his skin.

Startled, Tommy looked down in confusion. Before he could react, streaks of pure white light pierced through his skin like the spines of a sea urchin. frёewebηovel.cѳm

That was just the beginning. As the glowing intensified, his cracked outer layer of skin dried up and fell away, revealing fresh, baby-smooth flesh beneath.

A divine, holy aura radiated more and more intensely from him.

His power level began to climb—fast.

Tier-4 mid.

Tier-4 peak.

He broke through two levels in quick succession—something he would’ve never dared to dream of before. But now, it happened in an instant, almost without him even noticing.

His body undergoing such tremendous transformation, Tommy’s mind instantly conjured up the image of the majestic Deus Initium.

The deity had once warned him his body would undergo changes.

Back then, Tommy was confused. Yes, he had a unique bloodline—but compared to the greatness of Deus Initium, his so-called uniqueness amounted to nothing.

Now, this dramatic evolution clearly wasn’t from the bloodline—it had to be something else.

Deus Initium probably knew the reason, but hadn’t explained. And Tommy hadn’t pressed the issue—after all, such a transformation was an immense blessing!

Just as he was still reeling in awe, the voice of Deus Initium rang through his mind.

"Tommy, come to the temple. There are matters I must discuss with you personally."

The voice was full of divine authority. Tommy recognized it instantly—it was Deus Initium.

But why was the god calling for him?

He was puzzled—until joy burst across his face.

Deus Initium!

The supreme deity himself had summoned him!

He would get to meet a god... face to face!

The very thought made his heart race with excitement.

He had come here originally to meet Deus Initium and uncover his secrets. And now, he had become the god’s most devout follower.

What a drastic change.

But Tommy was grateful. Deeply grateful for being assigned this task and having the opportunity to come into contact with a god like Deus Initium.

Without that mission, none of this would’ve been possible.

While Tommy was rushing toward the temple with anticipation, Owen had already returned and changed into new, resplendent ceremonial robes that exuded divine authority.

Coupled with the unfathomable aura emanating from his body, he sat upright like a churning universe made flesh.

As Tommy stepped into the great hall, he momentarily lost himself in awe at the towering, majestic figure of Deus Initium before him.

The presence was immense and overwhelming. The god didn’t even need to speak—the pressure he exuded was enough to make Tommy tremble.

So this... is a god?

The power was terrifying. There was no end to its depth—completely untraceable.

But the more powerful Deus Initium was, the more exhilarated Tommy became.

He immediately fell to his knees in reverence.

"Devotee Tommy greets the great Deus Initium!"

A god!

He was finally witnessing a real god up close—an experience so overwhelming he couldn’t begin to describe it.

"Tommy, would you be willing to serve this god as a Vassal God and continue to carry out My will?"

Owen asked directly.

Standing nearby, the Vassal God James looked at Tommy with envy.

What a lucky man.

It wasn’t until James became a Vassal God himself that he realized just how different gods truly were. Even if they were weaker than nameless gods, they were still vastly superior to human Awakeners.

He had waited under a lake for thousands of years, hoping for a chance encounter with a god—until he finally met Deus Initium.

But Tommy, still so young, had already earned the god’s favor.

"Become a Vassal God?"

Tommy wondered if he had heard wrong.

Could someone as ordinary as himself—just a bit clever—really become a god?

His thoughts spun. It was all too surreal.

He had once worked so hard to protect his family, chasing his dreams and steadily growing.

He had believed that with the city lord as his backer and his own strength, he could live safely and comfortably.

But then disaster struck. His child caused serious trouble, and that was when he awakened.

Mortal strength was never enough.

Even at equal levels, spellbeasts could easily crush them.

And in times of crisis, so-called friends and family would be lucky not to kick you while you’re down.

After witnessing the divine brilliance of Deus Initium’s manifestation, Tommy’s conviction had only grown stronger.

Only gods could suppress spellbeasts.

Now he was being offered the chance to become a Vassal God!

He felt as though this was the greatest blessing across all his lifetimes.

He couldn’t think of a single reason to refuse.

"Devotee Tommy is willing to go through fire and water for Deus Initium!"

He kowtowed repeatedly before the divine figure, not even caring as blood streamed from his forehead.

Power.

He desired power more than anything.

He wanted to protect his family. He wanted to protect the ones he loved—and those who loved him.

And if possible, he wanted to be free from the oppression of spellbeasts.

This had always been the goal in his heart—the one he had been striving toward.

Now, with the divine path laid out before him, how could he refuse?

Compared to a god’s power, spellbeasts were nothing.

Without becoming a Vassal God, he knew he had reached the end of his potential. There was no hope of advancing to tier-5 as an Awakened.

Even if he somehow did reach tier-5—so what?

With spellbeasts growing stronger every day, that level of power was meaningless. He’d still be barely able to protect himself.

But gods—gods were different.

Judging by Deus Initium’s overwhelming strength, spellbeasts were like ants before a divine being, just as humans were before spellbeasts.

They could be wiped out at a god’s whim.

Seeing Tommy so overwhelmed and eager, Owen gave a nod.

Just as expected—who could possibly refuse the chance to become a god?