Chapter 135: The God of Death Wants to Build the Internet

Chapter 135: The God of Death Wants to Build the Internet

When the God of Life, one of the Five Great Righteous Gods, brought up the authority of the God of Death,

the gazes of all the gods instantly turned toward the God of Death!

"I am indeed attempting to replicate the Internet. Currently, I have some ideas, but the specific construction plan still requires careful study,"

the God of Death admitted openly.

He was not surprised by the God of Life’s mention, as the Godhood of Life contained a small portion of authority over the soul.

As his words fell, the stone palace atop the Cordillera Mountains of Saint Todd was plunged into dead silence.

Only the wind outside the palace grew fiercer, howling like ghosts and wolves.

Since their failed offensive against Keville, the Five Great Righteous Gods had begun to withdraw their defenses, even abandoning the Belen Plain—one of Saint Todd’s granaries.

This was less about being unable to reclaim the Belen Plain due to heavy losses in the attack on Keville,

and more about consolidating their rear.

"To secure the outside, one must first pacify the inside." The Propaganda Leaflets spread by the Internet God were terrifyingly destructive.

Yet, the more they tried to suppress his influence, the more they realized it was nearly impossible to completely eradicate it.

In fact, the more they cracked down, the more Internet users there were.

The gap between the strong and the weak in this world was simply too vast.

Those who possessed power would inevitably no longer engage in the production of basic necessities.

Thus, everyone sought to gain power, to rise to the upper echelons of society and escape the backbreaking toil of peasant life.

But the monopoly on knowledge left most of the impoverished masses desperate for power yet utterly helpless, forced to pin their hopes on elusive faith.

Now, the arrival of the Internet had opened a path upward for the common people.

It aligned with the will of the masses—so how could it possibly be suppressed?

What the Five Great Righteous Gods found most unbearable was this:

Though the great war had just ended, they dared not claim to be crippled, but they were undeniably severely weakened.

In contrast, the Internet God had not suffered the slightest loss—instead, he had grown even stronger.

The victory in the Sparda Battle had offset the losses of Keville’s two cities.

And then came the production lines. The fact that they could manufacture bicycles was one thing,

but it wasn’t until the Plen Three Gods recently deployed large numbers of firearms that the Five Great Righteous Gods realized in shock—those things could also produce firearms?!

This left them both horrified and furious!

If the Internet God were allowed to flood the world with firearms, their preaching zones in the Azarea Continent’s Saint Todd would surely be in peril!

What made the Five Great Righteous Gods even more restless was that, while they were still recovering from the war,

the Internet God had brazenly provoked another conflict, targeting the notoriously tough Kazad-dûm dwarves!

Though the war launched by the Internet God had only just begun, the power he displayed once again stunned the gods.

Other aspects aside, the airships in particular reminded them of the ancient shadow of magic—the Floating City.

The Five Great Righteous Gods had just experienced how difficult it was to deal with Magic Towers.

If these things could also fly in the sky and rain destruction from above, who the hell could withstand that?

Faced with this crisis, the five gods gathered once more.

"I’ve sent spies to investigate those so-called production lines. They truly are marvels of ingenuity—we must possess them," one declared.

"After all, they're just metal constructs—replicating them isn’t difficult! The Internet God dumped massive production lines to bribe the mages of Keville. While infiltrating the Dragon Factory is impossible for our people, sneaking into those mage-run factories is still feasible."

"No matter what, we must steal the production lines without provoking the other side!"

"What about the airships? Has anyone uncovered their origins?"

"Nothing!"

"It’s as if they appeared out of thin air—utterly untraceable."

"True. This is likely one of the Internet God’s trump cards. Keeping it well-hidden is only natural."

"Keep probing. Something this large can’t stay concealed forever. Once exposed, it won’t vanish again."

"Should we intervene in the dwarven war?"

"No. Kazad-dûm is a quagmire. If the Internet God gets bogged down there, all the better. It’d be a shame if our interference made him abandon the conflict!"

"Agreed. That’s my thought as well."

"And what about the Internet Divine Technique? What’s your take?"

"Its spread is terrifyingly fast—it’s already beyond suppression!"

"Indeed. Unless we catch someone red-handed, we can’t even identify who’s an Internet user! If this continues, our preaching zones will only grow more chaotic."

"I see only one way to suppress the Internet Divine Technique—by creating a similar divine technique to replace it."

"Exactly. The best way to eliminate weeds is to plant black grain. To replace the Internet with another Internet—that’s the right approach!"

"Agreed!"

"We must develop an Internet substitute as soon as possible. Otherwise, our preaching zones will inevitably fall to the Internet God!"

After much deliberation, the Five Great Righteous Gods unanimously concluded that the Internet remained their greatest threat.

Thus came the God of Life’s inquiry.

"Hmph. You wield the Nether Godhood—how could you possibly build an Internet? Unless... you secretly hold another Godhood?"

Faced with the God of Death’s candor, the God of War, long at odds with him, instinctively challenged.

The other three gods also regarded the God of Death with inscrutable gazes, their hearts filled more with dread than delight.

Though they recognized that to truly eradicate the Internet, they must create a new one to occupy its ecological niche, this required all five gods working together—none could be excluded.

Not one ruling alone.

Otherwise, the balance among the Five Gods would inevitably shatter!

Unlike his usual reflexive retorts, the God of Death merely smiled faintly at the God of War’s skepticism.

"I must admit, the Internet God is truly a great deity. The Internet he created is nothing short of a world-shaping feat! Without him, even ten thousand years wouldn’t have made me realize the hidden wonders within the authority of the Nether."

The God of Death had never felt more powerful.

He didn’t just have an idea—he had already begun construction.

Once he built his own Internet, expanding his preaching zones would be trivial. Just consolidating his existing forces would elevate his power exponentially.

Doubling his combat strength would be effortless.

He could even mimic the Internet God’s Fourth Calamity and forge his own—the Fifth Calamity!

His Undead Legion will break free from the rigid tactics of sheer numbers!

Speaking of which, why does the Internet God refer to his puppet army as the Fourth Calamity?

Why not the First Calamity? The Second? Or even the Third?

Could it be that his homeland, Azure Star, harbors three great calamities?

If they exist, what form might these three calamities take?

How thrilling it would be to unify the multiverse, capture the Internet God, and force him to reveal the coordinates of Azure Star—to witness what kind of profound domain could nurture such a once-in-a-millennium prodigy like the Internet God!

As the God of Death's words faded, the remaining four gods exchanged uneasy glances.

They realized... the multiverse was undergoing a cataclysmic shift.