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Her health has increased, and it has become full for the first time in a long while. No longer is she in a downward spiral towards death, her lifespan has also increased from 230 to 251 years thanks to their blessing.

Access to Mana also caused her level to increase from 25 to 31. That is now on par with the young acolyte. That is just the short term benefit of their blessing on her. So they could imagine the kind of boost the young acolyte and the warrior would have achieved.

The warrior might just reach the limit of the orc race immediately if they had chosen him. But they have already made their choice, so there's no use regretting now. Besides, the potential for her race is 50, and the effect of mana is long-term. So she still has room to grow.

Anyway, they didn't choose her for her strength. So there's nothing to regret.

-Congratulations! Warshaw Shankings has become your Oracle. Her stats have been increased, and she has gained mana thanks to your Blessing.

They received more notifications.

(Oracle: Communicate to your believers through the selected Oracle)

(Description: An Oracle is the mouthpiece of the gods)

(Cost: ODE)

-You lost 1 DE for using Blessing.

-You have gained one believer. +1 Authority.

All of their Authority increased by 1, so now they have 2. This confirmed what their angel told them about Authority being equal to the number of believers they have. So the more believers they have, the stronger they will become.

Legion decided to strike while the iron was hot.

They said to her, "We have deemed you worthy, so you are allowed to make a shrine in our name."

She bowed and said, "Thank you, O great one, for this great favor. I will try my best to please you."

One of the clones spoke, "You can try, but we doubt whatever you can do will please us."

Another one continued, "But your sincerity might just touch us."

A third finished for them, "So show us the extent of your sincerity."

Their Oracle bowed deeper and scrambled to prepare their shrine. They felt slight amusement watching her go about doing something that they didn't ask her to do.

They didn't ask her to prepare a shrine for them, but she is going to do it, and she will do her best too. Fortunately, they happen to need a shrine, so they will acknowledge her efforts begrudgingly.

Warshaw called for her acolyte. She shouted his name, and he came running. He was surprised to find her up and about with as much speed and strength as him. She didn't let him be

surprised for long, though. She got him busy with tearing down the shrine in their encampment and begin building another one.

This was not an easy job at all. It took them hours to remove the ancestral shrine, which had been reinforced for hundreds of years. They had to tear down the whole building it was in and destroy the alter within it to remove every last trace of it.

It took them three times as long to prepare the new alter. It isn't as grand as the previous one, but it is new and has a better foundation because she used the best rocks, sturdiest bones, expensive fur, and exotic rug that she had been hoarding over the years to build it.

By the time they were done, it was already the morning of the following day. Only the finishing touches remained. Warshaw sent her acolyte to bring the best bull she was rearing. The confused boy almost snapped then. His legs wobbled and almost gave in at the idea of wrestling a bull into submission.

He was tired and hungry from working straight for hours, so he ought to complain about that. But he didn't complain because Warshaw did as much as he did, if not more, but she was still full of energy. If an old shaman wasn't complaining, then he shouldn't complain either.

He didn't complain about it, but he was certainly bewildered and perplexed. He was extra perplexed that they were tearing down the ancestral shrine, which had been passed down for the thousand years that the tribe had been established. Warshaw only explained that it was for the gods, so he didn't argue with her.

Unfortunately, that's where the leeway he was going to grant a senile old woman will end. The prize bull that will soon belong to him is about to be sacrificed to some unknown god that won't answer their prayers. He respects the gods, but he considers this sacrifice too much of a waste.

He said so too. "Don't you think this is too much for a sacrifice?"n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Warshaw replied with a glare, "You either bring the bull or I will sacrifice you instead."

If she was the weak-hunched woman of yesterday morning, he might have taken his chances. But he is currently tired while she looks to be in top shape, so the odds are not in his favor. She might be able to overwhelm him and sacrifice him. So he went to bring the bull.

Things went better than the acolyte expected. He didn't have to force the bull to follow him. In fact, the bull sauttered after him into the encampment without fear.

The bull knew a little about the danger of entering a certain building since it has seen many cattle enter alive and none leave alive. But it also knows that it is not at any risk of that since only the young cattle are sacrificed. Besides, it is the strongest bull and used for siring, so it didn't bother to resist when it was brought into the shrine and laid on top of a stone platform.

It only became surprised when it saw a sacrificial blade swinging for its neck. It was too late by then. The spry Warshaw was full of strength and very experienced. The bull stood no chance. Its blood splashed everywhere in the shrine and all over the platform.

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Warshaw used a bowl to collect some of its blood and sprinkled it on the altar. Then she bowed and worshiped her new god.

Her efforts were not in vain. The entire black bull turned into motes of golden light that dispersed and disappeared. Her offering had clearly been accepted.

Legion received the notification to mark their progress.

-Congratulations Your shrine has been established. You have become a local god with a foundation of worship.

-You have unlocked Title.

-You have gained access to Divine Abilities.

-Your Oracle Warshaw has sacrificed to you. You have received her prayer and her offering.

+4DE.

-You Have gained a new believer. +1 Authority.

Warshaw's prayer and her acolytes prayer gave them 1 Divine Energy each. The whole bull gave them 2 Divine Energy. It is clear that both sacrifice and prayers can provide them with Divine Energy but prayer is sustainable while sacrifice is a one time boost.

But they still asked their angel just to be certain of what they should prioritize. After all, Divine Energy is a very important resources for them. If they lose all their Divine Energy, they will die.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Which is a better source of divine energy, sacrifice, or worship from believers?"

One of their angels replied, "There is no better source. But there is an efficient source and a cheap source. Faith from believers is efficient in its transmission. It is also sustainable and easily converted into divine energy."

"As for using sacrifice as a source of divine energy, it has the advantage of being easy and cheap to acquire. You don't need a sacrifice to believe in you, but it will be better if it does. So you can use it to gain divine energy from non-believers."

"The transmission and conversion are also not efficient because the source of faith is tainted with death, hatred, fear, and other negative emotions. So it is not encouraged to use sacrifice as a source of divine energy unless you are in a pinch and have too few believers to sustain you."

They considered the answer while paying attention to where the Divine Energy went. They noticed that it was distributed to all nine of them.

Since it wasn't up to 9 DE, 5 of them didn't get any. It is of little consequence since they can share divine energy among themselves through the divine network that connects them.

Warshaw was praising them and singing. Meanwhile, Legion absorbed the notifications before moving on to making decisions about their future.

First, they had to choose a title that they would be known for. It will be the name of their religion and how their believers view them in the future. It will even affect how their Divine Network divine ability works in the future. They can either each get a separate title or use one for all 9 of them.

The former means that the previous situation where all 9 of them were limited to 1 Oracle won't happen again. They will be able to get nine separate Oracles, and they won't have to share the sacrifices that come their way. But it also means that they won't be able to share any increase in Authority together.

Because they were considered one, Warshaw added one Authority to all of them. That means they gained nine Authority in total instead of one from a single believer.

Sure, they would be able to gain some leeway if they could choose 9 oracles, but being considered one by the divine network will cut down on how much effort they have to put in to gain Authority by 9 times. Each believer that anyone of them gets will strengthen all of them. As it is, they all have 3 Authority each, for a total of 27 instead of just 3.

The decision was easy for them because Authority makes them stronger while Oracles don't. Oracles are just channels between the gods and their believers, and while having more is good, having 9 Authority for each believer is better for them.

-You Have Set Your Title Has The 9 Crowns.

-Do You Confirm?

-Congratulations. You Are Now The 9 Crowns, The God Of 9 Dominions.

-May your religion prosper and cover all of the mortal realms.

This title confirmed the direction they wanted to take their divine network ability. The next

thing they had to acquire was divine spells. Unfortunately, they can't get that without acquiring more believers. The system that ruled this world pointed them in the right direction with a new quest.

(Main Quest: Become One Of The First 4,000,000 Godling)

(Second Step: Establish Your Religion)

(Reward: Ascension To The Divine Realm)

(Description: The path forward for a local deity is not in the mortal realm)

One of the clones asked the angel, "How do we establish a religion?"

It was as helpful as always. It answered quickly, "It is simple. You need 100 believers and a temple consecrated in your name."

That answer made them turn their attention towards the kneeling Oracle and their new believer.

They said to her, "Your sincerity pleases us. We have decided to bestow upon you and your tribe the blessing of worshipping us. You can build a temple in our name and proclaim our names to all your people."

Warshaw raised her voice in appreciation, "All power belongs to you, Oh 9 crowns. It is our duty to serve you with all our lives."

The acolyte by the side couldn't see them, but he witnessed the disappearance of the bull. That meant the offering was accepted. That meant gods existed. That meant that the stories he grew up hearing about the ancient Orc Empire and their gods were not exaggerated lies.

It is, as they say, seeing is believing. He has seen, and now he is a believer. The existence of the gods also explained why the old shaman was able to hop about like a grasshopper. So he wasn't so adverse when the Shaman dragged him towards the encampment of the tribal chief to proclaim the glory of the 9 crowns.

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Legion followed after her to make sure everything went well. Despite how nonchalant they appear to be about the mission they gave her, they have a lot riding on being able to create a temple and how it is created.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

A shrine is a personal dedication to a god. It is a symbol of the devotion of a single person or group to a god. Every local god gets one, be they evil or kind gods. But a temple signifies public recognition. Only righteous gods can have a temple.

A temple is oftentimes viewed as a public place of worship, but it is more significant than that. A temple implies that the believers of a god can come together to worship in public and don't have to hide. It means that the god is accepted as orthodox by the public. So a public temple is the divide between a religion and a cult.

It doesn't matter if the god is evil or kind; as long as they are publicly accepted, their religion becomes righteous, and if they are not accepted, they become a cult. So the morality of the god doesn't matter in establishing a religion. Public acceptance is the most important for it. The best way to get that orthodoxy is to have the recommendation of those in power or representatives of the people. Hence why the Shaman is going to see the tribal chief.

A lot is hanging on the chief's word. Whatever he says will determine if the second step of the main quest will be easy for Legion or will be difficult.

But they are not worried too much. They are gods, and these people are mortals. They have too many means at hand to fail. It might be difficult, but they are confident that they will eventually succeed.

Legion-4 sneered and said, "This is why gods are so pitiful. They have to rely on the opinion and acceptance of mortals. They can lose most of their strength if they are neglected by mortals. What a pitiful existence."

Legion-9 added, "Fortunately, mortals are stupid and easy to fool. In fact, they want to rely on someone powerful to care for them. So the gods are filling a demand not creating one."

Legion-1 shook his head and said, "Weakness is a sin."

"Agreed," said the rest.

They bypassed houses made of wood and stones along the way to the chief. The orcs had just woken up and were going about their day, so the streets were busy. But everyone made way for the Shaman and her acolyte. They also couldn't help but take second glances at her when they saw how full of energy and spry she was.

Some began to follow her when they noticed where she was matching to. The encampment of the tribe chief is the biggest compound in the village, so it was clear to everyone where she was going. They wanted to see what this was about, so they followed her.

Legion followed calmly behind their oracle. Meanwhile, their angel acted like a guide to them. It was explaining the culture and tradition of the orcs. It also spoke at length about the buildings.

"Orcs didn't use to build houses with stones and wood. They used to use wood and hide. And they built tents instead of square and rigid buildings. That changed during the first advent of the gods."

"At that time, all the races in God's Domain were called together to follow their respective gods. The orcs built the War Orc Empire at the behest of their god. It led to their civilization, most of which have been lost to time since the fall of the War Orc Empire. Now the orcs are mostly scattered along the edges of the northern realm, but traces of civilization can be seen here and there."

The angel went on and on as they walked. Legion didn't interrupt it because what she said was informative. As immortals who have schemed against others and have been fooled by schemes, they know that knowledge is power. So they are welcome to every piece of knowledge they can get about this strange world.

They also found it intriguing that this world has such a long history. They know that God's Domain should be around 10,000 years and deserves such a long history, but they thought it was a world built for Origin gods to acquire the Authority of the void universe.

However, what they are hearing about it implies a world that has existed before Origin gods and will exist without them. From what they have heard, they are not the first wave of god seeds to appear in this world. So they very much want to learn more about God's Domain.

They finally reached the encampment of the tribal chief. There were two guards in front of the gates, but the Shaman practically barged in. The guards were stronger than her, but they respected her too much to force her to stop for an inspection.

The Shaman and her entourage of curious orcs gained entry into the large encampment. Unfortunately, not everyone could get in, so some had to climb the walls and use them for leverage.

The chief was at home. He was in front of his house having a meeting with 12 other orcs. Legion noticed that half of his body was green. This shouldn't be so since he is a yellow- skinned orc.

A quick use of insight explained the cause of the odd coloration.

NAME: Hogging Buck

AGE: 170(266)

FAITH: None

CLASS: None

TIER: 0

LEVEL: 47

HP: 21/100

CONSTITUTION: 10

STRENGTH: 10

VITALITY: 9

SPEED: 9

SPIRIT: 9

STATUS: Poisoned and dying.

The chief is very powerful, but he has been poisoned. That's why part of his yellow skin is green. They can notice the signs of his imminent death too. His black eyes are reddening, and his breathing is labored and shallow.

Apparently this wasn't news to Warshaw. She didn't appear to be surprised by it. No one was.

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Warshaw matched into the midst of the council without a greeting to the council members or the chief.

It is one thing not to greet the chief, seeing as he is dying, but the council members are the strongest members of the tribe. To ignore them like this is disrespectful. It is an amount of disrespect that is greater than the amount of respect they have for the shaman. After all, the status of the clergy has fallen since the disappearance of the gods.

But no one stood up to admonish her because, just like the chief, she is dying. Even worse is that she is old and senile. So they were willing to give her a pass. That was until she started spouting nonsense.

Warshaw stood in their midst and shouted at the top of her lungs, "THE GODS HAVE RETURNED!"

She shouted it for the second time. Then the third. Then the fourth.

Everyone was looking at her with the same look in their eyes.

One of the council members muttered to the others, "It seems she has finally snapped."

Another one replied, "It is a long time coming."

A third joined in, "Frankly, it is impressive that she has held on until now."

"Do you think she took something messing with her mind? Like mushrooms. It helps with back pain, but she might have taken too much."

All the signs are there. She is full of energy and has a crazed look in her eyes. Her usually hunched body is straight, and she is moving about in ways she should not be able to. There's also the fact that she is seeing things that don't exist.

It is clear that she has gone crazy. It is either natural or she took something that is messing with her mind. Most crazy of all is the fact that she thinks that the gods have returned when there haven't been sightings of any god in thousands of years.

Now they know not to entertain her. They sought to get rid of her immediately. So one of the council members said to the acolyte. "It seems you will be the new shaman soon. You should start taking that responsibility by bringing her to rest somewhere. Take care of her. Let her spend the rest of her days in peace."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Warshaw finally stopped proclaiming the return of the gods. She snarled at the council member, "I am not crazy, you ignorant fool. The gods have returned, so I advise you to be careful of what you say lest you commit the sin of blasphemy."

Strangely, that accusation caused the crowd to become silent and solemn. The gods may be gone, but the accusations of blasphemy can still be remembered as the greatest sin. It is a sin that will get any mortal killed.

Warshaw might be senile, and the gods might not be real, but to risk blasphemy is to risk their lives. It is an offense that is culturally unacceptable.

The council members felt frustrated. They didn't know what to say or do now that Warshaw has brought up blasphemy. Will they just have to listen to every deranged thing she has to say or risk blaspheming the gods by telling her to leave?

It was the chief that spoke. He is already dying, so he doesn't have much fear towards dying. He said, "It is good that the gods are back. What do you want us to do for them?" Warshaw was quick to reply. "We have to build a temple and acknowledge the 9 Crowns. He is the god of 9 dominions. All power and authority in the mortal and divine realms will belong to them."

"Them? Is the 9 Crowns not a single god?" The chief asked in confusion.

"He is both a single god and nine. The gods are mysterious that way. Their existence is so far above ours that we cannot comprehend them. You can think of the 9 Crowns as a god with 9 manifestations."

Some of the council members snickered while others did their best to hold back their laughs. But the chief nodded in understanding. "So a god with 9 manifestations. That's normal. So do we build 9 temples or just one?"

Warshaw didn't know, so she turned to ask Legion. Legion replied while scowling at the chief. It was a good thing the chief couldn't see them, or he would die of fright.

No one else could see them either. All they saw was the old Shaman speaking to empty air before she turned to the chief and replied, "One temple would do."

The chief smiled and said, "That's a good plan. Very efficient and can be achieved quickly. I will do it as soon as I am healed."

He didn't ask to be healed outright, but he has made it a condition for him to build a temple. He has also tied the chances of him becoming whole to the chances of building a temple. Those chances are nonexistent.

He didn't mock her outright, and his dig at her gods was subtle, but Warshaw was not fooled. She was not happy with it either.

Warshaw's eyes narrowed. She bared her teeth and asked, "You dare to bargain with god? You dare to put up a condition for your servitude? All that you are and will be belongs to them. You should do everything in your power to please them."

The chief nodded again. "I agree. But I am currently powerless."

He spread his hands towards the council members and said, "All these people are just waiting for me to die so that one of them can take my place. They won't listen to me. What can I do for god in this situation?"

Warshaw was about to blow her lid, so the chief hurriedly tried to placate her, "How long do you think I have to live? A day or two? Maybe less. Either way, it is a waste of time to try and convince me. Why don't you return when the new chief has been selected? The new chief will have the power to do what you want. If you can't heal me, then you should not waste your time on me."

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What Hogging said was reasonable by all accounts. Even Warshaw could agree with it. The chieftain of Orcs is not a position passed down by blood. Only the strongest can have it. He used to be strongest, but he was bitten by a large poisonous snake on his hunt 3 days ago. That event will cut his life short in his prime.

In the past, members of his tribe would have already challenged him and killed him to replace him. But orcs learned some chilvary and common decency after the establishment of the War Orc Empire. Now they are willing to wait for him to die. They haven't replaced him yet, but he is only a chief in name. He can't give them what she wants.

What he said is the truth. It was all reasonable, and it truly stopped the senile Warshaw from going off the rails. Everyone sighed in relief when she didn't shout or throw a tantrum.

But then they noticed her turning towards a position where no one stood again. She appeared to be listening to something or someone that only she could see. Her behavior didn't feel them with confidence.

One of the council members snickered and said to the others, "This is far from over."

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They don't like being pushed to do something, but they recognize that this is a great opportunity for them to display their might and convert a lot of people. All they have to do is heal this chief in front of everyone. They will gain the support of the people even if they don't have his support after.

So they decided to heal him. They don't have any healing arts, so they used one of their divine abilities that can work as an alternative.

-You have used Minor Miracle.

-Acquiring available miracles.

-Please choose one.

1. Heal the mortal completely. Cost: 47 DE.

2. Heal the mortal temporarily. Cost: 2 DE/Hour.

They saw the options and were disappointed. Both of them were too costly. They currently have 93 DE between all 9 of them. Half of it will have to be spent to heal the chief completely. Unfortunately, they can't do that even if they want to because one of them has to have at least 47 DE for them to use the first option. They don't have that. Each of them only has an average of 10 DE.

So they are left with only the second option. But if they choose the second option, the cost will be even higher.

The second option would be useful if they had a short-term use for the chief. Unfortunately, they don't.

So they asked the angel, "Why is it so expensive to heal an ordinary mortal?"

"Unless you have a domain that targets a certain aspect, any action that involves the use of a miracle on a mortal will be determined by their level. He is level 47, so it will cost 47 divine energy to heal him. It is not expensive at all. You just think it is expensive because you are currently weak and poor. You wouldn't think so when you have millions of believers. A single mortal's life will become insignificant then."

So they had a decision to make. They can invest a large amount of their Divine Energy to heal the chief temporarily and hopefully gain a return on their investment soon. Or they can let him die and spend less energy on the next chief.

The first option will bring a swift outcome, but it is expensive. The second outcome will take time, is uncertain, but cheaper.

They decided to go with the second option. It is because they couldn't bear to lose so much DE on a mortal. DE is too important to them right now. It is literally their life. They will die if they run out of it. They will also become helpless if something dangerous happens after they have given away half of their Divine Energy. The life of a mortal is not as important as their life.

The two options are gambles for them. But the first option is a gamble they cannot afford to lose. What if something happens that they desperately need divine energy for? They might be paranoid about danger appearing, but only those that are prepared for something have a chance at victory when it happens.

Sure, it will delay them, but they are willing to take this slow and steady. It might be because they are immortal, but a day or two for the chief to die doesn't seem like a long time for them. They are especially inclined to it since it will grant them stable development.

They made their decision known to Warshaw who proclaimed it to the world.

She said loudly, "The gods have spoken. You Hoggling are to die as long as you remain chief. Your destiny is to become guardian of the Oracle of the 9 crowns. If you refuse this destiny, then you will surely die."

Everyone looked at each other. What she said was not exactly what they expected. She was to attempt and fail to heal Hoggings or give excuses why she couldn't heal him. Then again, she is crazy, so her mind works in strange ways.

The chief nodded and continued to entertain her. "I am about to die. What use will I be as a guardian to you?"

She replied with a glare, "It is not your right to question the will of the gods. What you should do is just obey."

Despite the pain and the weakness of his body, a smile tugged at his lips. But he resisted the feeling and instead asked solemnly, "So what should I do in obedience?"

Warshaw nodded in satisfaction. "Give up your position and come with me to stay in my enclosure. If you fight off your death for 3 days, you will have shown enough sincerity to the gods. They will save you, and you will have to live the rest of your life as my guardian."

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