Permanent Martial Arts Chapter 1177 - 1177 I Am the God of Eternal Life!

Chapter 1177 - 1177 I Am the G.o.d of Eternal Life!

1177 I Am the G.o.d of Eternal Life!

The G.o.d of Bloodshed was Herschel!

Although his divine duty sounded “glorious”, and he was in charge of bloodshed, in reality, the G.o.d of Bloodshed was only a Lesser G.o.d. As his divine duty was similar to that of a certain Intermediate G.o.d, he was downtrodden and led a very difficult life. He could only join the Wildfire Pantheon for its protection.

However, Herschel had never gotten to the core level of the Wildflame Pantheon, and always remained outside it. Hence, after so many years, Herschel’s strength still had not increased by much. Even the number of living beings in his divine kingdom were far fewer than that of the other G.o.ds.

“Alas, when will it end? The Celestial Devil is wreaking havoc. If the Wildfire Pantheon is under attack, I’m afraid I’ll be the first to be sacrificed as cannon fodder…”

Herschel knew that with his status, he would be “cannon fodder” no matter where he went. Now that the Celestial Devil was wreaking havoc in the World of G.o.ds, some had obtained opportunities and rose to power, but he would never be one of them.

At this point, Herschel had long lost his ambition. He only wanted to manage his divine kingdom and nurture more fanatical believers. That way, the power of faith could also be increased.

However, he was the G.o.d of Bloodshed. It was not easy to nurture fanatical believers.

Moreover, if he lost control over the atmosphere in the divine kingdom and living beings went on a killing spree, the number of his believers would decrease drastically. The gains would not make up for the losses. This was also what troubled Herschel.

Boom.

Suddenly, Herschel felt the divine kingdom shake. As the master of the divine kingdom, Herschel naturally knew what was going on.

“Asman, the G.o.ddess of Fire, what exactly are you doing?”

Herschel quickly “saw” a familiar figure. It was Asman, a Lesser G.o.ddess who also belonged to the Wildfire Pantheon. Unlike Herschel, Asman could be said to be a “direct” G.o.ddess of the Wildflame Pantheon. Even the G.o.d of Wildfire trusted Asman very much.

Hence, even though he knew that Asman was attacking his divine kingdom, Herschel still chose to tolerate it.

At this moment, Asman’s entire body was bathed in terrifying flames. Traces of power of faith were infused into the flames madly, causing them to burn wildly.

Just her aura alone was far stronger than Herschel’s. Although they were both Lesser G.o.ds, there was still a gap between Lesser G.o.ds.

Asman looked down from above. There was no emotion in her cold eyes at all. She said coldly, “The G.o.d of Bloodshed, Herschel, I am here on behalf of the great G.o.d of Eternal Life to spread the faith of eternal life. Those who believe in our deity shall enjoy eternal life! Herschel, I will give you two choices. Either you believe in our deity and join the Eternal Life Pantheon, or your divine kingdom shall be destroyed, your faith shall be deprived, and you shall fall completely!”

Asman’s words shocked Herschel. As if in disbelief, he said in a low voice, “Asman, you actually joined another pantheon, and you seem to have wors.h.i.+ped another G.o.d. Have you gone mad? The G.o.d of Eternal Life? Hahaha, there’s no such thing as the G.o.d of Eternal in the World of G.o.ds.”

“Looks like you choose obstinate resistance. Fool, you’ll never understand the greatness of my G.o.d! In that case, I’ll destroy your divine kingdom. My G.o.d, grant me strength!”

Asman roared. Immediately, the flames on her body ignited again. An infinite power of faith erupted instantly, like oil being poured over fire.

Boom.

With just the second strike, Asman had already torn Herschel’s divine kingdom apart.

“How could this be?”

Herschel was completely stunned. He knew Asman’s strength very well. They were both only Lesser G.o.ds. Even if she was slightly stronger than him, there was a limit to her strength.

But now? Asman’s strength had actually increased exponentially. In particular, with so much power of faith, many of the believers were probably fanatical. How difficult was it to nurture a fanatical believer? Fanatical believers only numbered in two digits in Herschel’s divine kingdom.

As Asman tore apart Herschel’s divine kingdom, an endless stream of flames immediately ignited, accompanied by Asman’s voice. “Those who believe in our G.o.d shall obtain eternal life!”

This was a battle of faith. Asman was far stronger than Herschel. Since she had already torn apart Herschel’s divine kingdom, it would be much easier to deal with him.

Thud.

Herschel tried to stop Asman, but he was instantly blasted apart by Asman’s punch. Herschel had no ability to resist at all. However, in the end, a battle of faith was still a compet.i.tion between faiths.

As long as there was one last believer, a G.o.d would not die.

Herschel quickly condensed his body and roared at Asman, “Asman, you can’t kill me. As long as I still have a single believer, you’ll never be able to kill me. This is my divine kingdom. Get out!”

Herschel was truly enraged now. He gathered all his power of faith. The divine kingdom shook violently. It was like a ma.s.sive pressure compressing Asman.

However, Asman was unmoved. The power of faith on her body became stronger and stronger. Finally, a faint golden light soared into the sky.

“This… This is from devotees! Impossible. You’re just a Lesser G.o.ddess. How can you get devotees?”

Herschel was really shocked. Devotees were actually also believers, but they were the most fanatical believers, and were valued more by the G.o.ds than fanatical believers. If one wanted to become a devotee, they had to wors.h.i.+p the G.o.d wholeheartedly, and even be willing to offer everything they had to the G.o.d.

Such believers could be counted on one hand. Normally, only those Superior G.o.ds who constantly acc.u.mulated the power of faith over the years and constantly nurtured believers could give rise to devotees, and their numbers could be counted on one hand.

As for Intermediate G.o.ds, perhaps by chance and luck, they could also get one or two devotees.

As for Lesser G.o.ds, it was almost impossible for them to get devotees.

But now, what did Herschel see? He saw devotees, and more than one of them.

“Ah…”

Suddenly, Herschel heard a soft sigh. Right on the heels of that, an unfamiliar figure gradually walked out from behind Asman, whose gaze was fanatical.

This figure’s entire body emitted an abundant power of faith. How abundant was it? It was almost filled with golden light. It was not one or two devotees, but dozens or even hundreds of devotees.

Even a Superior G.o.d could not possibly have so many devotees.

“Who… Who exactly are you?”

Herschel suddenly felt his heart palpitate. He was already terrified.

“Pitiful G.o.d of Bloodshed. Fortunately, you met me. I will guide you on the path of eternal life. I am the G.o.d of Eternal Life. Believe in me, and you shall enjoy eternal life!”

The G.o.d who called himself the “G.o.d of Eternal Life” walked forward step by step, as if lotus flowers were blooming under his feet. There seemed to be a great temptation in his tone, causing Herschel to gradually lower his guard.

Eternal life. Who wouldn’t want eternal life?

Even Herschel did not know that in a short period of time, many believers in his divine kingdom had already switched their faith to believe in the G.o.d of Eternal Life.

The attraction of eternal life to ordinary lifeforms was almost fatal, and was difficult to resist.

“The G.o.d of Bloodshed, Herschel, greets Sovereign G.o.d!”

When the “G.o.d of Eternal Life” stroked the top of Herschel’s head, Herschel felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow. He seemed to have an epiphany all of a sudden, and believed completely in the “G.o.d of Eternal Life”. Thus, he became the second G.o.d of the Eternal Life Pantheon.