I Reborn as a God Within a Statue, And You Ask Me to Enslave All Gods?-Chapter 81 --The Power of the World

Owen’s perception swept across the old wolf. Though aged, it had never consumed human flesh. Its aura was pure, suggesting it had spent its life in seclusion here.

Of course, none of this mattered to Owen. What mattered was the special ruin that was about to open.

It was a fragment of a broken micro-world.

Within it lay the Life Stone, an artifact capable of bloodline evolution. For Spellbeasts, evolving their bloodline was the most effective way to advance in power.

However, Owen was more interested in the shattered world itself.

Even though it was merely a remnant of a micro-world, it still contained traces of World Power. Without this residual World Power, something as miraculous as the Life Stone could not have been born.

"Even a sliver of World Power is comparable to a Tier-6 Sacred Vestige."

Owen narrowed his eyes, pleased by this unexpected fortune.

A Tier-6 Sacred Vestige was a rare treasure, worth around three thousand Divine Points.

More importantly, if these nine Bloodwolves successfully evolved using the Life Stone, their value could rival a Tier-5 Sacred Vestige.

Currently, their Bloodline was quite ordinary. But any evolution, regardless of the direction, would be a massive leap forward.

Among wolf-type bloodlines, some specialized in combat, such as Wind Wolves and Fire Wolves, while others had unique abilities, like Treasure Wolves or Ghost Wolves.

If these Bloodwolves evolved into Treasure Wolves, their keen sense of smell would allow them to track ancient ruins, valuable artifacts, and rare medicinal herbs.

With proper training, they might even learn alchemy and potion-making.

Wolves had exceptional olfactory perception and strong souls, making them well-suited for such roles.

Currently, Annasi Town had many Awakeners, strengthening its combat force.

However, it lacked support roles, particularly alchemists, who could provide crucial potions to enhance their abilities.

Even though most of his followers were devout, focusing solely on power was not a wise long-term strategy.

Realizing this, Owen decided he needed to invest in their development.

If these Bloodwolves evolved properly, they could become a significant asset.

Previously, the Broodmother had produced Herbal Essence Orbs, which he sold through the Trading Channel.

Due to their ability to aid leveling, they sold out almost immediately.

Currently, the Broodmother still produced 20 orbs per month, selling at 4 Divine Points per orb.

This meant a stable monthly income of 80 Divine Points—nearly 1000 Divine Points per year!

And as the Broodmother continued to grow and expand her hive, this number would rapidly increase, both in quantity and quality.

With Owen protecting her and no natural enemies to hinder her, this growth was inevitable.

Meanwhile, if these Bloodwolves evolved, their Bloodline would surpass even the Broodmother’s.

No matter how they evolved, they would prove invaluable.

Thus, while the Life Stone was undoubtedly precious, to Owen, using it for Bloodline Evolution was the best choice.

With that decision made, Owen raised his hand.

A wave of Divine Power surged from his palm, radiating dazzling golden light.

This light pierced the void, crashing down upon Fox’s barrier formation.

A mere tremor later, the barrier shattered completely, and the faintly pulsating entrance to the Ancient Ruin was forcefully torn open!

Fox’s face twisted in shock.

He had never anticipated such an abrupt turn of events.

The golden flood of energy struck without warning. Even though he had half a foot into Tier-6, he had been completely unaware of its presence.

Like a ghost, it had arrived without the slightest trace.

By the time he registered the attack and prepared to counter, his pupils shrank in horror—

The Life Stone, which had been nurturing inside the micro-world, was already being swept away by the golden radiance!

Fox’s expression twisted in fury.

Years!

He had spent years tracking down the Life Stone!

He had meticulously planned the evolution of the nine Bloodwolves!

Everything had been carefully arranged—

And now, at the very moment of harvest, someone had swooped in and stolen his prize!

How could he possibly tolerate this?!

"Who dares?! Have the guts to act but not to show yourself? I swear I’ll beat the shit out of you—"

His roar was cut short.

Because in that instant, the golden light intensified.

An overwhelming pressure, as vast as a mountain range, crushed down upon him.

Every muscle in his body screamed in agony!

His bones groaned under the force, as if being compressed into dust!

"NO—!"

For the first time in his life, pure terror flooded Fox’s mind.

He had faced countless hardships and dangers before.

But now—this overwhelming presence made him feel completely powerless!

Even struggling felt pointless.

His own body no longer felt like his own.

The next second—

Before he could even cry out, his body collapsed into a pile of shredded flesh, bursting apart in an instant.

In his final moments, Fox desperately tried to see his killer.

Yet, all he saw was blinding golden radiance.

He never even learned who had erased him from existence.

At the same time, as Fox perished, the divine pressure from Owen continued to spread outward.

Not far away, Yataro, who had been diligently studying Dragon Tongue Magic, was suddenly engulfed by the terrifying aura.

"Mentor—?!"

Fox’s body exploded.

Yataro’s nose twitched, immediately sensing the blood in the air.

His fur bristled in sheer terror.

To him, Fox had been the strongest being in this region.

Even across a wider area, few humans or Spellbeasts could rival him.

And yet—

In just a single moment, Fox had been erased.

No warning.

No struggle.

Nothing.

A chilling dread seeped into Yataro’s bones, leaving his mind blank.

The next instant—

A formidable force wrapped around him, pulling him forward.

In the blink of an eye, he found himself standing before the Life Stone, its gentle glow washing over him.

Yataro’s heart pounded wildly.

First, this mysterious force had killed Fox.

And now, it had dragged him here.

Had I been wrong to suspect Fox?

Was there something far greater at play?

A whirlwind of thoughts swirled in his mind.

Then—he saw it.

Behind the Life Stone, a figure bathed in golden light appeared.

This figure stood against the radiance, making it impossible to discern its features.

Yet, its presence alone was suffocating.

It felt as though a primordial force of nature was gazing down upon him.

Summoning all his courage, Yataro slowly lifted his head, trying to see the figure’s face.

At that very moment—

His gaze met the entity’s eyes.

BOOM!

His mind exploded.

An immeasurable force surged through his thoughts, shaking his very soul.

It was like looking into infinity itself—

An existence that transcended time and reality.

It was—

A GOD.

Hours later.

Owen returned to Annasi Town.

The nine Bloodwolves, whom he had brought back, were handed over to Thomas.

Thanks to the Life Stone, their bloodline had evolved.

Under Owen’s guidance, they had successfully become Treasure Wolves!

Pleased with the results, Owen immediately provided Thomas with additional resources.

From now on, Thomas would train them in herbal recognition and potion-making.

With their heightened sense of smell, their progress would be rapid.

"There are still two unexplored areas in my territory..."

"But they only contain low-value relics. I’ll let Thomas or John handle them."

He no longer had any interest in insignificant treasures.