Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

He seemed to have come up with a brilliant idea, so he carried out a series of operations and finally succeeded.

As Ronan wielded the authority of the God of Magic, he entered a world where divinity was the primary unit of currency.

The gold coins in his wealth section had suddenly transformed into pure and flawless fragments of divine essence.

Although they are called fragments, they can actually be fused together, and so—

The goddess was stunned.

"What do you mean by 'after thirty years, you've already accumulated three hundred divine cores'?"

The goddess stared in disbelief at the mountain of divine essence piled up before her.

The sheer number of them was something she had never seen before in her life; her jaw nearly dropped to the floor in shock.

How is this possible? Is this reasonable?

Three hundred divine sparks—what does that mean? It means that at least three hundred gods died, directly or indirectly, at Ronan's hands.

Is he a killing machine? All of this was for his own sake?

The goddess's mood instantly became complicated, with various emotions intertwined.

"so so."

Ronan waved his hand casually, his tone relaxed and nonchalant, as if it were nothing special.

After saying that, he leaned down slightly and stared at the goddess: "Now I should have enough confidence to persuade your parents, right?"

"Of course, don't get me wrong, I just don't want to see this world end."

"Now that we have the divine status, where will the world buy it from? Do you have any connections in this area?"

Ronan previously thought that gathering twenty worlds the size of Earth wouldn't be too difficult.

But when he actually put it into practice, he realized that he had been too naive.

A population of hundreds of billions is easily attainable, but where should it be placed?

Currently, his divine soul strength can only fuse with a maximum of five worlds, and the total population of those worlds is only around 30 billion.

The goddess paused for two seconds upon hearing this.

She frowned slightly, her eyes filled with doubt, and asked:

"Buy? Are you sure? Although I don't know where you got these divine essences from, these things are very rare in this world."

"Generally speaking, the starting price for a world that can accommodate 100 million people is one godhood, hundreds of billions, trillions..."

She gently shook her head. "I suggest you think about it again."

Ronan understood the implication: in short, he was "poor".

Even if all 300 of them were thrown out, all that would be heard would be a bang.

……it is a pity.

Ronan slams his fist on the table:

"No need to think about it, it's just a thousand divine sparks. My foundation is far deeper than you imagine."

"If your parents ever appear, you can tell them about this. Here are two thousand divine fragments."

With a wave of Ronan's hand, four glittering little hills appeared out of thin air in an instant.

The abundant energy stirred the vortex, making the surrounding air incredibly viscous.

Several monks nearby were affected by this powerful energy and immediately fainted.

The goddess's body trembled slightly. How many?! Two thousand?

Has Ronan wiped out an entire realm of gods?

terrible.

"You..." The goddess's voice trembled slightly.

Faced with this horrifying sight, and vaguely seeing a raging sea of ​​blood, she hesitated for a long time before finally calming her breathing and saying:

“You didn’t have to go to this lengths for me. Killing too much is ultimately not a good thing.”

“Killing?” Ronan raised an eyebrow in surprise. “You’ve got it wrong. This is all clean money.”

"Do you think I'd believe that?" The goddess rolled her eyes inwardly.

In her view, Ronan had neither background nor connections, so what else could he rely on but killing?

Is it possible to be kept by some goddess who is hundreds of thousands of years old?

This is so decadent.

She took a deep breath. Although Ronan was unwilling to admit it, she did not delve any further into it, but carefully accepted the divine essences.

After accepting it, she thought for a moment and continued:

“I will tell my parents about this, but you should also try to control your behavior.”

"Now that we have the divine status and the world is taking shape, all that's missing is the number of believers."

Do you think we can reach the goal of one billion within a thousand years?

The reason she limited the timeframe to within a thousand years was because she was unsure when this world would be discovered.

She didn't want to leave, so she had to find someone to stand in front of her.

And in order to better achieve this goal...

The goddess took half a step forward, her eyes filled with anticipation, and suggested:

"How about I lend you my believer temporarily?"

"Although the current number is not large, after a thousand years of development, it can probably reach a scale of three or four hundred million."

"We're only halfway to our goal of one billion."

"So? Are you willing to accept it?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her eyes and stared straight at Ronan.

Chapters 268 and 269: Three hundred years later, Celia gives birth, and Vorame awaits childbirth.

"borrow?"

These words stunned Ronan for two seconds.

In his view, this was a complete revelation.

After all, if they don't return it, then the goddess's efforts over thousands of years will have been in vain.

A normal god... no, even a god with a good relationship wouldn't say such a thing.

unless……

A certain possibility occurred to Ronan, and a hint of understanding appeared on his face. A smile played on his lips as he nodded slightly.

"it is good."

He didn't refuse, because it was a free resource, and besides, he understood why the goddess was doing this.

Unsurprisingly, it was the two thousand divine fragments he had sent out that gave her hope.

Since it was the influence of divinity that made her accept it, it was only natural for Ronan to do so.

If I've spent my own money, shouldn't I be allowed to enjoy it?

The goddess's tense expression vanished in an instant upon hearing this.

She genuinely hoped Ronan would succeed. Because compared to those outdated, antiquated figures, younger gods were much easier to deal with.

So she raised her head and quickly said:

"If you agree, then let's get started."

“Currently, those believers only know me, but do not understand you.”

"What image do you intend to present before them? A savior, or... an attendant of the creator god?"

As the goddess spoke, a hint of relief flashed in her eyes, and she sincerely thanked Ronan for his suggestion.

So much so that now, if believers want to know about Ronan, they only need to add a two-dimensional image to their daily prayer page.

This saved me a lot of time.

"Oh, right, besides the character design, we also need to come up with a dramatic and suspenseful story."

The goddess clapped her hands lightly, as if suddenly remembering something, and continued...

"I am worshipped because of the creation and distribution of sacred texts."

“If you want them to convert to your faith, your status must be higher than mine.”

"In that case, the identity of hero is definitely not suitable. What do you think of the identity of follower... partner?"

In fact, the identity of Ronan as a partner doesn't really highlight his status.

But she couldn't think of any other identity for the time being, or rather, even if she could, she was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

It made her feel so embarrassed.

Ronan raised an eyebrow, surprised that the goddess would say such a thing.

Even though he knew it was just an act...

But it would be good if the relationship could develop further.

After thinking for a moment, he suggested:

"How about the title of newly ascended god? In terms of status, I am your junior, but in terms of strength, I have surpassed you."

"It is enough to let those believers know that I am stronger than you."

"...What are the benefits of doing this?" the goddess asked, puzzled.

"Benefits?" Ronan stroked his chin, pondering for a moment.

Of course there is, and it's very simple, just like the difference between the first peak and the second peak.