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Chapter 347 The Orc Race That Worshipped the Wrong God
"No wonder the Star Cup is only held by the divine race, and even more so by those who become the only gods."

Su Nian, who was studying the essence, said with a sudden realization.

"But if that's the case, then my method of pretending to be a divine seed, condensing divine essence, becoming a god, and then picking up the Star Cup seems a bit impossible..."

Su Nian paused for a moment, then said with a hint of helplessness.

Who would have thought that there was such a connection between the Divine Seed and the Star Cup? It wasn't mentioned in the original work, and besides, he wasn't even familiar with the original work.

Suddenly, Su Nian's teeth started to ache.

It seems that in the end, only Tet can take the Star Cup. As for how to give it to Kurima? That's not for Su Nian to figure out.

All he wanted to do was study the Star Cup himself before giving it to Kurima.

"Forget it, if I can't get it, I can't get it. If I get it, I'm lucky; if I lose it, it's my fate."

Su Nian shook her head and didn't dwell on the matter too much. What difference would it make whether it was in Tetu's hands or his?
Even if Altshu gets it, so what?
If you snatch it, it's his.

After all, fists are the greatest law in the world.

With this in mind, Su Nian focused her attention on the divine essence in her hand again and began to study it from the perspective of a Star Spirit.

Just then, Shubi's figure suddenly flew over.

Seeing this, Su Nian raised her head and looked at the girl who had gone out to search for the essence of the God of Doubt, and said with a smile.

"Has the essence of the God of Suspicion been found?"

Hugh didn't answer, but simply raised her hand and said in silence.

"Already found."

Hearing this, Su Nian paused, then asked with some curiosity.

"So you got it?"

"No."

Hughie shook her head and then answered.

"The essence is still in the royal city of the orcs."

Upon hearing this, Su Nian paused for a moment and asked in surprise.

"The orc race shouldn't be able to stop the mech race, right?"

Moreover, it has been infused with some of his genius's technology. Although he hasn't fully digested it yet, it has at least undergone a major upgrade.

Ordinary divine beings wouldn't be a match for the current machine-armored beings, right?

Su Nian doesn't believe that the orc race, which doesn't even have gods, can withstand the attack of the mech race. It would be good enough if they weren't destroyed.

Moreover, Hugh's personality is a bit skewed, leaning towards a simple and brutal approach. What would it mean if she didn't just take it back directly?

At this moment, Hugh said something that was indeed quite complicated.

"After discovering the essence of the God of Suspicion, the original five machine-types fell into a paradoxical process."

Of course, what Hughie didn't say was that even she herself couldn't help but fall into this dilemma.

Upon hearing this, Su Nian showed a look of sudden realization.

The original five machine types refer to the five question-and-answer machines originally created by the God of Doubt.

It is also one of the five initial mech types: Observational Entity, Analysis Entity, Combat Entity, Design Entity, and Fully Linked Self-Returning Entity Einzshi.

The Mech Race was designed by these five original individuals, and the reason these five were designed was to answer the doubts of the God of Doubt.

The reason why the machine armor type is caught in a contradiction is easy to guess.

"Is it because you didn't meet the requirements designed by the God of Doubt to answer her questions, and therefore couldn't access her essence, that you're caught in a contradiction?"

It's roughly the same feeling as a helpless child being afraid to see their elderly mother.

It seems that the machine-type machines were omnipotent from the very beginning of their creation.

At this moment, Hugh gently pressed her hand against her heart and asked with some doubt.

"So this is also the heart?"

Upon hearing this, Su Nian smiled and ruffled Shubi's hair.

"That's right, this is the heart. Experience this feeling."

As she spoke, Su Nian stood up and patted the dust off her clothes.

"Come on, I'll take you to meet your creator."

"Hmm... does this count as meeting the parents? I guess not."

Moreover, if Su Nian remembered correctly, Fan Lou, the God of Suspicion, who was the oldest deity, was also a super cute and confused little girl.

As the ruler of lolis, how could he possibly let such an adorable loli go?

Hearing that Su Nian was going to take her to see the God of Suspicion, Hughie's eyes flickered, but she did not object, and simply acquiesced to Su Nian's decision.

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The royal city of the orcs.

Or rather, the place that was regarded as the royal city.

This is a basin located in a canyon. The exit of the basin is blocked by a wooden fence, and the houses inside are more like tents than houses.

This is a nomadic phenomenon that arose to facilitate migration, both to protect against powerful animals and to hunt them.

Meanwhile, inside a luxurious tent in the orcish royal city.

Sitting cross-legged on the blanket, the girl dressed like a shrine maiden shook a bamboo tube containing bamboo sticks. After shaking it a few times, she opened her eyes.

She has blue-purple hair, large, soft ears like a fox on her head, and a fluffy tail extending from her tailbone.

This is a fox-eared loli who fits all sorts of people's fantasies and fetishes.

However, compared to her cute appearance, the girl at this moment showed more confusion.

She looked at the slip of paper that had been shaken out and said that she couldn't quite understand the divination symbols on it.

Both great misfortune and great fortune were revealed at this moment. What kind of brand new hexagram is this?

"Lady Hatsuse, something terrible has happened! The machine-type beings have invaded the shrine!!!"

Suddenly, Hatsuse, the fox-eared girl who had just picked up the note, let go of it with a snap.

The sticky notes with the words "Great Misfortune" and "Great Fortune" stuck together fell to the ground.

Carved from a massive, brown tree and adorned with the fur of various animals, it is located near the shrine in the heart of the orcish royal city.

Surrounded by dozens of mechs, a handsome man with no discernible racial features and an almost nonexistent aura picked up the divine essence of the "Beast God" from the shrine, under the crimson eyes of countless orcs.

Just then, led by countless orc guards, the orc queen, who was also a priestess, Hatsuse, arrived at the shrine.

Looking at those mechs, Hatsuse's expression turned slightly unpleasant.

Machine armor type? Why are these iron blocks, which won't retaliate unless attacked first, here? And why are they even in the very essence of their gods?
Are they after the essence of the body?
And who is that guy who looks like a 'monkey'?

Despite her nervousness, Hatsuse remained composed and spoke with utmost respect, "Who are you? And why do you toy with my god's relic in such a way?"

Of course, Hatsuse wasn't too worried, after all, what's the use of worrying?
This is one of only two races in the world that has killed a god, and more than a decade ago they also killed a dragon. They are incomparable to the orc race, which has no gods to protect them.

The weak orc race is not worth the effort of the mech race.

Clearly, the reason those mech-type beings went to such lengths was simply to obtain the divine essence left behind by the fallen Beast God.

Perhaps these guys will let the orcs go after they take the divine essence?

They were still somewhat unwilling, though, because this was the essence of their god.

Hatsuse bit her lip, but still looked at Su Nian rationally.

Upon hearing this, Su Nian's expression became slightly strange. He played with the divine essence in his hand and said in a very subtle tone.

"Are you sure this is the essence of the Beast God?"

This seems to be the essence of the God of Doubt, doesn't it? No, are you orcs really this unreliable?

After worshipping the divine essence for so many years, how come I don't even know whose divine essence this is?
"Of course, we believe that as long as we continue to make offerings, our God will eventually awaken."

Hatsuse said firmly, the unspoken message being, "Put it down now, or you'll be sorry when I wake up."

It's a threat, but also a small comfort to myself.

Just like the orcs' long-awaited hope, more than ten thousand years of offerings, all for the sake of awakening their gods.

In this messed-up world, only races under the protection of gods can live well enough.

Like the goblins and forest elves, they are protected by the gods of forging and nature, and are the second and third largest races on this planet after the winged races.

Even though the individual strength of goblins and forest elves is not much stronger than that of orcs, as long as they are protected by gods, they are powerful races that no one dares to provoke.

Therefore, the orc race has been constantly selecting priestesses, worshipping the divine essence, and yearning for the return of the ancient beast god.

Upon hearing this, Su Nian couldn't help but laugh.

"But it seems you don't even know which god you're worshipping?"

"This is the essence of the creator of the machine armor species, the God of Doubt."

Upon hearing this, Hatsuse paused for a moment, then her expression changed drastically.

It was clear that she had grasped the key point.

No wonder the Beast God showed no reaction at all during the annual sacrifices to the Divine Marrow.

On the contrary, when divining or asking questions, I would occasionally get answers, so this is not a beast god at all?
The orcs' efforts over ten thousand years had resulted in such a blunder, which was hard for Hatsuse and even the surrounding orcs to accept.

For a moment, even Su Nian found it difficult to remain calm.

No wonder that in the later part of the novel, Fanlou was defeated by the orc priestess and bound inside her body; it turns out the source was here.

Who could have imagined this?

"So what happened to the Beast God? Why did he suddenly fall?"

Su Nian asked, somewhat puzzled, "Normally, gods shouldn't perish so easily, right? Let alone the Beast God who created the Beastman race?"

In fact, any deity capable of creating its own race is undoubtedly a great god among the divine beings.

The weaker divine species could only gather the spiritual power between heaven and earth to become the spiritual species that guarded them.

The gods killed by the Skywing and Mech races were of this kind, and even some of the more powerful ones. The goblin race's divine essence and such were the truly weaker god races.

At this moment, the essence of the God of Doubt in Su Nian's hand provided the answer.

"Hmm, so he was killed at the beginning of the great war, when the gods challenged the god of war, Arthas?"

Su Nian raised an eyebrow in surprise.

In the early stages of the great war, countless powerful gods challenged Artoria, the God of War, who was known as the strongest.

The battle was fought by several demon lords, including the nature god Kainas, the forging god Okun, and even vampires, sea creatures, moon-singing creatures, and fantasy creatures—the creators of the demon race.

As a result, Cainas and Okun fled back to their home, while the moon goddess was so frightened that she stayed on the moon.

The gods of other races, as well as the demon king, all perished in that war.

Therefore, the God of War is now recognized as the strongest deity, a fact acknowledged by the surviving deities.

"It's really him."

Su Nian wasn't too surprised.

"But why deliberately kill the Beast God? Is it because its divine essence contains the concepts of war and slaughter?"

Upon hearing this, Hatsuse remained silent, seemingly overwhelmed by the sheer volume of information, unable to process any thought.

However, Su Nian didn't pay too much attention to the orc witch's thoughts. His focus was more on the divine essence of the God of Doubt in his hand.

This essence doesn't seem to have completely died out. Even though the God of Doubt has self-annihilated, her essence is still active. If she wants, she can completely rise from the dead.

Even in this state, the God of Suspicion will still occasionally respond to others out of instinct.

Just now, the God of Suspicion answered Su Nian's question.

"Aren't you going to wake up?"

Su Nian asked the Divine Essence.

Unlike the gods who were defeated by Altshu in the war or killed by other god species, the God of Doubt committed suicide.

He destroyed his own essence with his own power, thus achieving self-destruction.

The reason is simply that they cannot answer the questions of what God is and why God was born, so they have fallen into a deep sleep.

However, Su Nian wouldn't indulge the suspicious goddess like that. Since the other party was unwilling to wake up, Su Nian had plenty of ways to wake her up.

The simplest and most direct method is to imbue the other person's soul with the concept of wakefulness, keeping her in a perpetual state of wakefulness.

The next instant, the rhombus-shaped essence was enveloped in soft light.

After the flash, a loli floated in mid-air, sitting on a life-sized, mechanical-style inkwell.

Above the inkwell, a young girl, her cheek resting on her hand, coldly surveyed everything with her iron-colored eyes.

—The God of Suspicion.

The creators of the machine armor species are ancient deities born in the distant past, before the world was stable.

She was dressed in gorgeous clothes, holding a huge calligraphy brush in her hand, and behind her were wings made of countless books.

Forced to regain his senses, the suspicious god appeared before Su Nian in a very alert state.

A short while later, a female voice, tinged with a hint of doubt, rang out.

"I'm puzzled. Why have I been awakened?"

The God of Suspicion stared intently at Su Nian. Her divine intuition allowed her to easily determine that Su Nian was the culprit who had awakened her.

The surrounding mechs remained silent upon seeing their creator, seemingly in homage to the awakening of the God of Doubt.

(End of this chapter)