Mystery: She came from the Chaos Sea.

Chapter 34 My wood carvings are incredibly lifelike

Glancing at Leodorus, Helmani nodded casually and said, "Yes, I will integrate all the potion research within the tribe and systematically explain my current state to you. I look forward to you also being able to transcend the shackles of humanity that have existed for thousands of years."

"Of course, I am not a god who truly wields power like the 'King of Giants'."

The moment the name "King of Giants" was mentioned, Hermaine's spirituality was touched by the distant and undisguised gaze.

It is "King of Giants" Olmir.

The fact that no divine punishment was given suggests that my actions were tacitly approved.

Helmani continued calmly, "Even those from the gods can erase my life at will."

"However..." Seeing the slight disappointment on the faces of the councilors, Helmani further explained:

"I now truly possess divinity and a mythical form."

"Mythical form?" The congressmen looked at each other, they had never encountered this term before, but some recalled their experiences of encountering those divine beings—just a glimpse of them, and the indescribable perception almost ignited their spirituality.

"Like this." Helmaenie's deep black eyes turned into golden vertical eyes, and the faint image of a gray-white dragon appeared on her body. This appearance was fleeting, but it made the councilors present shed tears of blood.

Do not look directly at God!

Everyone present lowered their heads.

Helmani had anticipated this situation. She pursed her lips and continued, "I call this state 'demigod.' As the name suggests, my mythical creature form is incomplete and still retains many human characteristics. Of course, the main reason is that my current ability and level in constructing a mythical creature form are too low."

"Praise be to my lord." Leodorus, still with his head bowed, asked, "So, if your form were truly complete, you would become a god?"

"I've already subdued this form," Helmaenie explained with a smile, then added somewhat vaguely, "The complete form... well, I don't really know, since I only recently acquired this power. Perhaps it's close enough."

At this point, Severus spoke again: "Does your idol... have any special requirements?"

"Smaller, more. Cover as many households as possible," Helmey said.

The size of the statues could not exceed the ritual standards of the giant gods, but there was no limit to the number. Helmani would naturally not miss any opportunity to wrest back the tribe's human faith.

For the next two days, the tribe's festival continued with great excitement.

Meanwhile, Hermaine found herself enjoying a rare moment of peace and quiet in her residence.

Ostensibly, she was organizing the potion system at her residence, so no one came to disturb her, and currently no one dared to approach Helmaenie.

This tranquility was something Helmayne found hard to adjust to for a while—it didn't bother the others, but the figure who was always at home hadn't returned.

"Is the anomaly over there by the lake really that troublesome? I hope nothing unexpected happens..." Helmaenie thought listlessly, her mind filled with a mix of worries and wild speculation.

Then she remembered that Amanisis had asked her to be His first believer before he left.

Why don't we pray for His blessings?

I am, after all, a demigod... though I don't have any luck abilities.

"Since we're just killing time anyway, let's make a wooden sculpture of Him as a model."

Previously, Severus had sent some of her own sculpture molds, all of which were sacred in appearance and could be hung on the wall to ward off evil spirits.

Hermaine picked up a piece of wood and, with a few strokes and alterations, transformed her wooden sculpture into the figure of a woman in the shape of Amanisis.

"What design should I carve?"

By some strange twist of fate, Hermaine first sculpted Amanises's beautiful face before beginning to sculpt her body.

Because her sculpted body revealed Amanisis's graceful figure.

Not a single thread of clothing.

Having lived and eaten with Amanises for almost a year, Helmaenie, with her extraordinary observation and memory, was able to depict every part of Amanises vividly without even needing to observe her specifically.

Helmani chuckled and shook her head, saying:

"They've maintained their humanity quite well."

In Hermaine's self-deprecating humor, Amanisis's wooden carving crumbles into dust.

After using the wooden sculpture of Amanises to conduct a major test of humanity, Hermaea restrained her unrestrained mindset and seriously sculpted a six-armed goddess wearing a black dress and a veil.

"The goddess's human form is extremely beautiful, but her mythical creature form is also quite fascinating." Helmaene held the wooden carving in her hands, making a praying gesture: "'Goddess of Misfortune,' your loyal followers await your return."

In some mysterious way, Hermaine felt that she had some kind of mystical connection with Amanisis.

It was as if they could communicate over a long distance, but Amanisis did not respond.

"It seems to actually work..." Hermaine looked at the wooden carving in her hand with surprise, having only tried it casually.

Is this the power of prayer and response that Amanisis possesses from God?

I'm a little envious... of this convenient capability.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

After thinking for a moment, Helmayne placed it among the pile of her sculpture molds.

After tidying up, she looked down and saw the powder left on the ground from the destroyed statue.

For some reason, Helmani suddenly had a bad feeling, like she had done something wrong. She quickly swept up the powder on the ground to completely destroy the evidence.

After this incident, Helmayne felt too embarrassed to stay home and lie around doing nothing. It turned out that, despite her generally good character, being idle, alone, and staying home for extended periods made her prone to doing things that were out of line.

Helmani borrowed the dreams of some tribe members who were drunk and used "Dream Travel" to jump from one dream to another. In a few flashes, she arrived at the council hall.

Severus, who was on duty in the council chamber, saw Helmaene and immediately rose quickly and gentlemanly, saying, "Praise be to my lord."

Ever since Leodorus uttered those words, the overall atmosphere of the council has been skewed, and Hermaine hears such praise from everyone she meets.

"Are you alone?" Helmaenie tossed the parchment she had brought to Severus. "This is the potion system I've compiled. Take a look through it carefully, and you'll understand my current state. If there's anything you don't understand, write it down and give it to me."

The parchment scrolls categorized potion sequences into levels and compiled knowledge up to sequence 7 from the more well-researched methods within the tribe.

The "Dreamer" approach is organized up to Sequence Four, which Helmaene specifically used to describe the difference between Sequence Four and Sequence Five.

Severus suppressed the urge to immediately open the parchment and glance at it, and nodded, saying, "As you wish."

A greeting and a farewell, Leodorus and Severus, one after the other, made up a complete set.

These two seem to be very good at missionary work. We could actually consider having them go to other tribes to spread the word.

Just as Hermaine was about to turn and leave, Severus hurriedly said, "My lord, the giants' invitation arrived not long ago, and we would like you to take a look at it."

"A formal invitation? Not an announcement." Helmani raised an eyebrow. The giants had never been so polite before. Could it be that her becoming a demigod had made them hesitant?

That shouldn't be the case...

(End of this chapter)