I Reborn as a God Within a Statue, And You Ask Me to Enslave All Gods?-Chapter 84 --The Second Trial

At this moment, as the power of the Fireball continued to grow, the entire space seemed to swell, as if it were transforming into a world of flames!

Not long after, the power of the Fireball reached its peak, then gradually subsided.

Before Owen’s eyes, lines of text began to appear.

God Skill Power Rating — SSSPoints Awarded — 70 points!

Seeing that the system had given him 70 points in one go, Owen wasn’t sure whether this was a lot or just average.

How many points would other deities earn in this round?

However, judging by the system’s God Skill Power Rating, which had reached the highest level, this score should be quite high.

After all, he had used Fireball numerous times, and as a 2-Star Ancient God, his power was leagues ahead of the others, who were merely 1-Star Ancient Gods.

The power of their god skills was probably so weak that they couldn’t even catch sight of his "tail lights."

Soon, Owen’s body was once again wrapped in clouds, but this time, instead of rising, he descended back to the previous cloud layer.

Looking around, many other deities were also descending from the sky, wrapped in similar clouds, landing in the same area.

And as they appeared, they immediately began chattering excitedly—just like students discussing their scores after an exam.

"Damn! My B-rank god skill only got me 3 points? I didn’t even hit double digits—are points really this hard to earn? What about you guys? How many did you get?"

A deity looked around at his peers, his voice filled with frustration.

"Whoa, you got a B-rank rating? That’s incredible! I only got C-rank—1 point—this is just too tragic."

"Apologies, but I think I can confidently say that all of you here are trash."

A young deity with dreadlocks, hearing the discussion, suddenly grinned smugly and swept his gaze across the group.

"I got an A-rank rating and 7 points. This score completely crushes you all! As expected of a once-in-a-millennium genius like me!"

Hearing the dreadlocked deity’s arrogant remark, the other deities were fuming, gritting their teeth in frustration—yet, they could do nothing. After all, he really was that strong.

Most deities present had only received B or C ratings, so his A-rank rating made him stand out like a crane among chickens.

"This guy is so young... Did he not spend all night teaching his female devotees new ’techniques’? No, I mean, knowledge? Could he actually be... a G?"

The discussions grew wilder—some deities were ecstatic, while others looked utterly dejected.

Owen remained calm, though he couldn’t suppress the slight smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

After all, this result was within his expectations. However, he hadn’t anticipated the gap between scores to be this massive.

This feeling—of standing so far above everyone else—was strangely satisfying.

However, he remained low-key and didn’t boast about his score.

First of all, his score was simply too absurd—when every other deity had a single-digit score, his 70 points would be hard to believe.

Even if they did believe him, some deities would surely grow jealous and harbor malicious intent.

Although he didn’t fear anyone at his current level, unnecessary trouble was still a waste of time.

So, he simply watched quietly as others showed off, knowing that eventually, they would realize just how foolish they looked.

The Second Trial Begins

"The second trial should be starting soon. The test format is randomly drawn, and all deities get to vote on which test will be chosen."

Owen recalled the details of the trial rules.

This made him curious—what kind of trial would they face next? What would the others choose?

As he pondered this, the divine clouds of God Skill Heaven suddenly radiated an intense, blinding light.

Then, in front of every deity, lines of text materialized.

[Random Selection in Progress!]

[Devotee Count, Devotee Rank, Subordinate God Combat, Devotee Judgment, Divine Duel, Crisis Response, Faith Expansion, Seven Emotions and Six Desires...]

Soon, about twenty different trial categories appeared before them.

Each deity could vote for the trial they preferred or found interesting.

The trial with the most votes would be chosen as the second test.

Regardless of Godhood rank, every deity had only one vote.

Owen glanced at the options, his expression calm.

Right now, he was an all-rounder, a hexagonal warrior—no trial could intimidate him.

No matter which test was chosen, he had an excellent chance of succeeding.

However, if he had to pick the one he was most confident in—it would undoubtedly be Divine Duel.

Of course, this test wasn’t about real combat, but rather a system-calculated power comparison.

In this category, Owen could confidently say he was number one—without question.

So, without hesitation, he voted for Divine Duel.

It’s my strongest field. Plus, a system-calculated power match is efficient—quick and straightforward.

Meanwhile, the other deities’ votes were all over the place.

Some perverted deities immediately voted for Seven Emotions and Six Desires, seemingly eager to test their limits.

However, the final trial would be decided by the majority.

And judging by what Owen observed, almost no one voted for Divine Duel—clearly, they weren’t eager to feel pressured so soon.

Before long, the top three most-voted trials became apparent, towering like giant mountains on the voting board:

Seven Emotions and Six DesiresFaith ExpansionDevotee Cultivation

These were the most valued trials among the deities.

The Final Trial: Faith Expansion

After about an hour, voting finally ended.

All the deities held their breath—the next trial would determine their scores.

For Owen and many others who were serious about ranking high, this was crucial.

After all, when the Divine War begins, it will be a fight to the death—so any advantage they could secure now was invaluable.

Finally, the finalized trial was revealed—

[Faith Expansion]

Owen’s expression froze slightly.

Didn’t expect it to be this one...

And the test requirements were... strange.

The goal: Convert a group of people who hate deities into devout devotees within an hour.

The faster you convert them, and the more sincere their devotion, the more points you will earn.

Owen wasn’t particularly interested in this trial. He also didn’t think he had an advantage—he was neither an orator nor a social influencer.

This was an opportunity for low-rank deities to make a comeback.

Unlike the first trial, where they couldn’t even compete, this one didn’t rely on raw power, but rather on persuasion and charisma.

However, Owen saw through their flawed logic—

There’s no such thing as love or hate without reason. In this world, power is everything.

If you are overwhelmingly strong, they will worship you, even if they once despised you.

Mere deception won’t work—it’ll only cause future disasters.

As Owen contemplated, the void around him rippled and swallowed him whole.

When he opened his eyes again, he had been transported to a newly constructed world.

Before him stretched an endless desert, where the scorching heat made the sand as hot as molten iron.

[Friendly Reminder: This world has been conquered by Dark Gods. Many have become their devotees, and deities are now seen as the root of all evil—hunted and despised.]