I Became the Progenitor Vampire

Chapter 440: 442: Several months later, changes in the external situation (8800 words)

Chapter 440: Chapter 442: Several months later, changes in the external situation (8800 words)

March 15, the Underworld, Liusi City.

“Lord Kaplotz, Your Glory forever shines upon us; your humble believers pray to you here…”

“With Your guidance, as half-men, we will scale the mountaintops without hesitation.”

“The Underworld shall tremble under Your Dignity, and all will submit to the great half-men…”

“Only the half-men are the mightiest rulers!”

“…”

Millions of half-men knelt on the streets, some shouting loudly, others whispering prayers; their focus was on one direction alone—the temple of the half-men’s god, Kaplotz.

For the half-men, though this situation had lasted two months, everyone remained devout and fervent.

Their god, whom they worship, had descended two months ago.

Indeed, the great god of the half-men came down from the Divine Country.

Despite everyone hearing the Life Goddess’s admonishment before Her slumber—that the gods would take the form of saints—

For the half-men, Lord Kaplotz is their eternal deity; whether He becomes a saint or something else, it would not alter their steadfast faith.

This is the benefit of racial gods; the followers of a racial god tend to be exceptionally steadfast since their entire race only has one god. Without supporting each other, they lose that ultimate reliance on a deity.

By contrast, gods with a mix of followers often lose believers more easily in such situations. Of course, there are pros and cons, and one cannot judge a deity’s strength based on this alone.

The Elf God System is also followed by a single race; almost no other races worship the Elf God System. Yet the might of the Elf God System is formidable enough to be feared by all beings.

“Lord Kaplotz, Twilight City has already delivered the last batch of armors, all Dwarf Forging high-level equipment.

Do you think we should continue trading with the Cave Dwellers?”

In the temple of the god of half-men, atop a throne forged of gold and gemstones, sat a half-man wearing a silver crown and draped in a golden cloak.

He possessed an imposing majesty.

Most chilling were his amber eyes that gleamed with sharpness like a fully drawn longbow, as if at any moment a lethal arrow could be loosed.

And with the dreadful aura emanating from him, he was like a giant dragon coiled there. Everyone inside the temple trembled.

Kaplotz, the god of half-men and their sole deity.

Upon hearing the words, the holy figure descended upon the world, his sharp eyes shifting to the half-man who spoke.

Had Lide been there, he would have recognized the speaker, the legendary half-man who had once come out to stop his attack on Liusi City.

“Have you discovered why the God of Twilight is capturing the Cave Dwellers?”

The voice of the god of the half-men was cold, laced with a condescension that looked down upon all living beings.

As a deity, even having taken the form of a saint, he still held sufficient confidence to brook no challenge.

The legendary half-man, somewhat slender and clad in a white priestly robe, shook his head, “My lord, we have only traced the final movements of the Cave Dwellers—they’ve all been led by the Magic Language Bats into a deadly poisonous fog.

According to the information we’ve previously gathered, that fog covers the Dead Silence Land, where only Naga have been spotted. We’ve sent people to investigate but couldn’t even penetrate the deadly fog.”

He paused, his tone hesitant.

“I suspect that the God of Twilight is capturing the Cave Dwellers to perform a Blood Sacrifice, aiming to create powerful minions.”

“Blood Sacrifice?” The eyes of the god of half-men narrowed. After a moment’s contemplation, he slowly nodded. In fact, he had guessed as much, his own hands holding several malevolent Divine Arts that could similarly cultivate considerable fighting forces.

But the cost of such an act was high, and for him, whose strength had already plummeted, it was not worth it.

However, since the God of Twilight had descended so much earlier, using those Divine Arts might not result in too much damage.

As for enslaving the Cave Dwellers and having them become Believers, the proud Divine would never consider it.

Cave Dwellers are too weak, and these beings have lived in caves for a long time, filthy, stinking, base—that’s the outsiders’ view of them. Who would want such trash to become Believers?

Do other Believers have no regard for their dignity?

“How do you think we should deal with the God of Twilight?” asked the elder Half-Elf thoughtfully.

“Lord, the God of Twilight will be our main opponent in the future as the Underworld will inevitably be enveloped by your Glory.

However, the current problem is that the God of Twilight has come to the Main Plane ahead of time, and we cannot ascertain his strength.

Although I have dealt with him before, no one can say for sure how much power he has regained in the past few months.

So my suggestion is to stabilize them first, with your recovery of strength being the priority.”

“Stabilize them… Recover strength…” The Half-Elf God pondered.

“Yes, and now the armor they provide can greatly enhance our combat power, it is equipment we must have.

So we should continue and even increase our trade interactions with them.

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