I'm not just human!

These three outer gods, adhering to the principle of "since we're here, let's make the best of it," immediately focused on the benefits they could gain when they realized that being forced into the tomb of the Quasi-Celestial Venerable was unavoidable.

The Crimson Demon Tree grew increasingly excited as it spoke, finally extending a branch covered in vines and patting Xiafa on the shoulder:

"That's settled then. [Absolute Attack], we need to get ready. See you here tomorrow at this time!"

[Dense White Dwarf] and [Philosopher's Servant] also waved goodbye to Xiafa, except that [Dense White Dwarf] used the method of condensing a glowing palm from its round, white dwarf-like body.

"Alright, Brother [Crimson Demon Tree], and the other two seniors, see you tomorrow!"

Xia Fa waved goodbye to the three of them warmly, and after watching the three Outer Gods disappear into the Star Spirit Realm, he turned around, took a step, and returned to the real world.

To be honest, he had a very good impression of both the generous and open-minded [Crimson Demon Tree] and the patient and meticulous [Philosophy Pencil], but he didn't know much about [Dense White Dwarf], who was not very talkative.

"Wait, if the superdimensional proto-creatures are activated from the overlord-level secret contract of the 'Primordial Stomach,' or if the signatory of the Primordial Stomach went mad, then the compact star clusters..."

Recalling what [Dense White Dwarf] just said, that he really wanted something related to the "Gate of Stars"—either an Old God Fruit or a True God Fruit…

"Could it be that the entire Dense Cluster race is either a product of the Stargate's activation or a result of those who signed the Stargate agreement going mad?"

Xia Fa, having made this bold guess, became quite curious.

If I get to know the [Dense White Dwarf] well in the future, I'll be bold enough to ask it.

With the crisis in the Spice Starfield temporarily averted and back in the real world, Xia Fa was preparing to examine the spoils he had received from the [Star Shepherd Elf].

Even an ordinary Outer God must possess a considerable fortune...

"My lord, my lord!"

Suddenly, a humble voice called out from behind. Xia Fa was slightly startled and turned around.

There it was, the planet's owner, "Colonianlian," with a fawning expression, flying out of the atmosphere toward his location.

However, He was blindfolded, seemingly not daring to even use His spiritual intuition to approach, relying solely on memory to get closer.

Xia Fa was taken aback for a moment, but after a quick thought, he understood and smiled:

"You don't need to do that. Don't worry, I won't let you lose control."

Upon hearing this, Colanian was startled at first, then immediately removed the blindfold from his head and looked over.

He was clearly extremely nervous, afraid that he would lose control, but he still did as Xiafa said.

With that one glance, He immediately saw Xia Fa's appearance, or more precisely, Xia Fa's appearance when he entered the Silver Throne of the Chaos Saint Venus.

A near-perfect platinum-gold, agile body, covered in lightning-like scars that emitted a hazy, blazing light, surrounded by swirling, chaotic wisps of light; a lion-like mane around the neck; six magnificent golden sun wings on the back; and a pair of heavy, powerful elephant legs…

Without Shafado saying anything, Corunlian had already confirmed it completely.

"My lord! You are indeed an Outer God! I, Columbianrian, a saint of the Silver Church, pay my respects to you, my lord!"

Oh? From the Silver Church?

Saints are a position in all nine churches, equivalent to cardinals and archbishops. If there is a difference, saints are better at fighting, while cardinals are better at handling various matters within the church.

For example, Dionysius, the former mysterious emperor of the Silver Church, was a saint. Of course, he was the first saint of the Silver Church, second only to the patriarch in status, and in fact, he was even slightly superior to Patriarch Osius.

Unfortunately, Dionysius couldn't bear to part with the [Eternal Critical Strike] and mistakenly entered the Critical Strike Labyrinth. He didn't even encounter any other beings beyond the gods, and was directly bitten to death by the evil spirits, cockroaches, and rats that had been struck by the critical strike...

Without giving it much thought, Xia Fa looked down at the kneeling Corunlian and nodded slightly.

"Yes, no need for formalities, please rise."

Xia Fa didn't bother to explain the fact that he was mistaken for an Outer God; on the contrary, this made it easier for him to establish the first faith on the Onion Star.

Maintaining the state of "Chaos Throne," a new name he had just given to his Star Silver Throne form, which combined six major mutations, for ease of remembering, Xiafa flew towards the Onion Star, greeted by Colunian.

"You're just an angel, aren't you? Have you signed a supreme-level secret contract?"

As they flew slowly, Xia Fa chatted casually, trying to appear friendly.

After all, we're about to conquer the Great Onion Star, so we still need to consider the feelings of the Gorenian people, and it would be best to bring them under our control.

Previously, when the two Bronze Cleaners were preparing to destroy Onion Star, Xia Fa, in his concealed state, clearly saw that Golanian not only did not choose to escape, but instead summoned one of his shark-like spirits, preparing to lead the people of Onion City to escape.

That alone is enough to earn my approval.

"No...no, sir, I want to sign too, but I can't. It's all fate, haha."

Colanian gave a wry smile, while secretly wondering to himself.

This Outer God is surprisingly approachable? That's quite rare.

You should know that even a superhuman monarch in the past was high above, and you didn't even have the right to speak to him. You would occasionally be scolded and ordered around.

In comparison, this Outer God was like a gentle breeze.

If only we could get on the coattails of this Outer God...

A thought that even Colanian found extremely audacious popped into his mind, startling even himself.

But He also understood that clinging to the coattails of an Outer God was more unbelievable than a dream, and could only exist in imagination.

"It's alright. Even if you're not an angel-level overlord, you're still an angel. By the way, you shouldn't need many anchor points, right?"

As Xia Fa continued asking questions, he directly revealed his purpose.

As the archbishop of the Silver Church and an angel who had lived for hundreds of years, Columbian immediately understood and quickly put on a smiling face:

"Not much, not much, sir. If it's the first faith, I only need ten million anchor points. The second faith will require thirty million, and the third faith will require about one hundred million."

After a pause, He immediately changed the subject, saying:

"Actually, I've always felt that the scallion star in this spice star field should have a true god establish its first faith. I'll take a second or third faith, haha."

A smile appeared on Xia Fa's face:

"It's good that you have this awareness. By the way, are you short of money?"

Upon hearing this, Colanian rubbed his hands together awkwardly:

"To say I'm not short of money would be a lie, I—"

"Okay, you can take this."

Before He could finish speaking, Xia Fa tossed him a black bag containing a full thirty million gold pounds.

For an ordinary angel, their net worth might be around a few million gold pounds. Thirty million gold pounds would be an enormous fortune, a fact that Xia Fa understood.

On the other hand, thirty million gold pounds is nothing to him, the head of the Gilgamesh family... it's just a drop in the ocean.

"This...this...this!"

Colanian took it with both hands, and upon opening it, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in astonishment, and his face immediately lit up with excitement:

"My lord, this is too valuable. I cannot accept it. I absolutely cannot accept it."

Xia Fa laughed:

“Take it if I give it to you. When you build a church on Onion Star, you can use the money in this. The rest is yours. Just don’t cut corners.”

In fact, when Shafa asked Him how many anchor points He needed, Colanian had already understood the great man's intention. Seeing this, he was completely excited.

This lord means... he really wants to take me under his wing and put me in charge of building a church on Onion Star!

"Yes, sir! I will do anything you command, even if it means going through fire and water!"

……

A moment later.

Scallion City.

With a burst of gongs and drums, millions of residents of Scallion City were gathered in the square outside the Lord's mansion.

Some residents held a scallion in their hand and ate it like fruit, while others ate scallions with pretzel bread. Some of the wealthier residents ate a bite of fatty meat and a bite of onion, enjoying their meal immensely.

Because it's dinner time now.

But since the ball owner, "Colonianlian," had given the call, the residents had no choice but to come.

The strongest superhuman on the planet Onion was only a demigod, and most others didn't even reach that level.

Normally, a fungus-level superhuman is considered a capable person by the residents. They might be able to breathe fire, fly, or grow incredibly strong tentacles from their ribs... Not to mention an angel, who is almost like a god in the residents' minds.

At this moment, the angelic ball master was standing on the terrace on the third floor of the ball master's mansion.

"Fellow citizens, today, as the ruler of the Great Onion Star, I have some wonderful news to announce to you all!"

The residents were taken aback when they heard the owner of the ball say that.

The planet Da Cong Xing has always lived a peaceful and leisurely life. Although it is slightly lacking in material resources, it is free from war, so it can barely make ends meet.

As for the sphere's master, Gorenianlian, he is more responsible for catching thieves, eliminating robbers, or helping residents find their lost family members and children. Moreover, his methods are very powerful, and he basically doesn't have to do anything himself, but relies on the strange monsters he summons.

In this situation, what good news will Colanian announce?

Like every year, the annual meat fair that delivers various kinds of meat to the residents? It seems like it's not time for that yet.

Before the residents could ask any questions, Colanian continued, his face beaming with barely suppressed laughter:

"From this day forward, our planet Onion welcomes a true god! And not just any god, but an outer god!"

Outer Gods?

Apart from a few extraordinary individuals who suddenly became extremely excited, the other residents looked at each other blankly.

What's the difference between Outer Gods and deities? And what's the difference between them and the Lord of the Planet, Columbianian?

Sure enough, a resident who looked like a simple, honest farmer immediately asked:

"Lord of the Sphere, what can this Outer God do?"

Colanian chuckled.

"Rilford, I've always told you to read more books and newspapers, but you never listen. All you do is drink and gamble. Now you've finally met someone who doesn't understand, haven't you? Let me tell you, Outer God..."

He waved his hand dramatically, as if making a solemn and grand announcement:

"...can grant any of your wishes and prayers!"

These were the words that Shaphat specifically instructed Him to say.

All that buildup from the beginning was just to say this to the residents.

Almost the instant the words were spoken, the entire city of Xiangcong was in an uproar.

"Mommy, did I hear that right? Grant any wish or prayer?"