I Reborn as a God Within a Statue, And You Ask Me to Enslave All Gods?-Chapter 82 --Heaven’s Summoning

Upon re-entering the divine statue, Owen swiftly opened the system’s pawnshop.

Without hesitation, he pawned the tier-6 Sacred Vestige ring, the Gilded Eagle Feather, and the trace of world power, which had been refined into a blue gemstone-like form.

After all, these items were of little use to him at his current stage. It was better to accumulate some divine points to give himself a greater sense of security.

"The tier-6 Sacred Vestige ring has been exchanged for 2,100 divine points."

"The trace of world power has been exchanged for 2,400 divine points."

"The Gilded Eagle Feather has been exchanged for 2,800 divine points."

"Not bad," Owen thought, pleased. With a single transaction, he had earned 7,300 divine points.

He then casually pawned the tier-5 spellbeast corpses from earlier, along with several other spellbeast remains. While the divine points obtained from these corpses weren’t much individually, their large quantity made up for it.

Ultimately, he gained 4,050 divine points from this batch.

All in all, his return to the divine statue had netted him over 10,000 divine points, an astonishing amount.

Adding this to his previous divine points, his total now stood at 22,580 divine points.

With more than 20,000 divine points at hand, Owen finally felt a sense of security.

After all, at this stage, most of the gods who had descended into this realm were still struggling to become 1-Star Ancient Gods or pushing toward the peak of 1-Star Ancient Godhood. They were scraping by, desperately finding ways to obtain divine points.

Meanwhile, Owen had gained over 10,000 divine points from just one venture—an amount unimaginable to the others.

Most gods worked themselves to exhaustion just to scrape together double-digit divine points, with many only managing single digits.

The gap between them was like heaven and earth.

If other gods knew about this, they would probably cough up blood in sheer frustration!

"Without realizing it, I’ve already accumulated over 20,000 divine points. Not bad... The goal of reaching 150,000 divine points doesn’t seem that far off anymore..."

Owen smiled, his heart filled with anticipation.

Currently, he had already become a 2-Star Ancient God, and his next goal was to push toward the peak of 2-Star Ancient Godhood.

Originally, he thought this would take quite some time to achieve, but today’s gains were massive. His goal now felt within reach.

After calming himself, Owen looked down toward Hell.

At this moment, many devotees had already perished within Hell—most of them were low-ranked F-rank devotees, with fewer E-rank and D-rank devotees.

"There are currently over sixty F-rank devotees, more than ten E-rank devotees, and only five D-rank devotees."

"D-rank devotees are sufficiently devout and of high enough rank. They can be directly promoted to Infernal Envoy.

As for the E-rank and F-rank devotees, they can decide for themselves—either enter Hell’s reincarnation cycle or lose their memories and become ghosts."

Owen quickly made his decision.

At the same time, he realized more than ever that he didn’t have enough Vassal Gods under his command.

If he had more Vassal Gods, he wouldn’t have to handle all these trivial matters himself.

A Vassal God could take care of them perfectly.

"Now I just have to wait for Tommy to reach B-rank devotee status. Once that happens, I can put him in charge of Hell, and I’ll be able to free myself from this burden."

After thinking it over, Owen made up his mind.

But at that moment, the scene before him suddenly twisted and distorted, and a line of system notification text slowly floated across his vision.

After reading it, Owen’s expression turned solemn.

[Congratulations! After months of development, the number of gods who have successfully ascended to 1-Star Ancient God has now surpassed one billion! A remarkable achievement!]

As this congratulatory message disappeared, an even more shocking announcement followed.

[To further incentivize growth among all gods, the Divine Order Exchange Tournament has been officially launched!]

[In thirty minutes, all gods will be transported to Heaven!]

[The purpose of this Divine Order Exchange Tournament is to provide motivation and rewards. Based on individual performances during the event, the system will assign a comprehensive score. The top 10,000 gods will receive rewards!]

Owen furrowed his brows—not because this tournament was unfavorable to him, but because its hidden orchestrator was evidently paying close attention to the gods.

And that kind of attention wasn’t necessarily a good thing.

As long as Owen continued developing in secret, his early advantage and hundredfold amplification would allow him to grow stronger without interruption.

But now, with this Divine Order Exchange Tournament forcing a billion gods to compete, it would inevitably accelerate eliminations and widen the power gap between gods.

By now, seven months had passed, and many gods had likely developed hidden trump cards or acquired special fortunes.

This tournament was bound to be anything but simple.

Even with his hundredfold amplification, Owen couldn’t afford to underestimate gods like Goddess Mary—they, too, had their own opportunities.

"A scheme from the mastermind behind the scenes... This so-called exchange tournament is unlikely to be a polite gathering. A bloody slaughter is bound to unfold!"

Owen took a deep breath, his expression growing even more serious.

It was obvious—the mastermind wanted to bring out the strongest gods, and they would do so by any means necessary.

And the best way to push a god’s growth? Life-or-death struggles.

In the face of mortal peril, most would experience sudden breakthroughs.

But at the same time, those who failed to survive would perish.

Now, while there were a billion 1-Star Ancient Gods, they were all Ancient Gods, meaning that death and injury would be inevitable.

Additionally, something else concerned Owen.

The gods would be leaving, but their divine statues would remain in place. frёeωebɳovel.com

If spellbeasts attacked in their absence and they weren’t prepared, their divine statues could be destroyed.

And without their divine statues, it would be like losing their physical bodies—there was a high chance they would permanently perish.

This was likely why the system gave them thirty minutes to prepare.

"Heaven, huh? Interesting name. I wonder what kind of place it is?"

Owen was intrigued.

After all, to accommodate a billion gods, Heaven must be a vast, unimaginable realm.

"As long as I place in the top 10,000, I’ll earn rewards. The higher the rank, the better the rewards. If that’s the case... what kind of reward does first place offer?"

Owen narrowed his eyes.

While this Divine Order Exchange Tournament was filled with danger, it was also overflowing with opportunities!

He was already far ahead of other gods in all aspects, making this event extremely favorable to him.

After all, he was a 2-Star Ancient God, while most gods were still at the 1-Star peak stage—the gap was simply too vast.

Since this tournament would only further amplify his advantage, he decided to seize the opportunity and widen the gap even more.

As his gaze fell beyond the divine statue, he knew that in thirty minutes, they would all enter Heaven.

At that point, Annasi Town would be left defenseless. If a powerful enemy attacked during their absence, it could be catastrophic.

However, his thoughts quickly turned to James.

As his Vassal God, James was still considered a subordinate deity.

Would James be transported to Heaven as well?

"The mastermind’s ultimate goal is to raise the strongest god. They must have considered this issue... so for now, I don’t need to worry too much."

With that thought, Owen set his concerns aside and waited for the moment to enter Heaven.

Previously, Owen had only communicated with other gods through the world channel or various groups created by different gods.

Most of the time, he was just listening to their boasting, requests for help, or outright bragging, but he had never actually met any of them in person.

This entry into Heaven would be his first real opportunity to interact with other gods face-to-face.

Currently, the gods’ territories were spread far apart, but as their Godhood ranks increased, most gods would inevitably fall in the brutal process of annexation. Eventually, the surviving gods would have to cross paths with one another.

Finding a like-minded god in advance could help pave the way for his future expansion.