God... Cockroach...
Roy silently watched, and an unavoidable thought emerged in his mind...
God said let there be light and there was light, God said let all sin fall into darkness and thus there was hell...
God decides the life and death cycle of humans based on His likes and dislikes, then... who decides the life and death cycle of God?
[It's precisely because among us "cockroaches," as the times change, there always appears a handful who are "non-believers" and "non-worshipers," because they lack reverence in their hearts... therefore...]
[Unable to provide "faith" as sustenance to God, they naturally are not favored by God, and...]
[Humans, as highly intelligent beings, compared to some undeveloped magical beasts and demons, can provide extremely high "faith" values under pious worship. Thus... God has to care for the human followers who worship Him and hasn't completely exterminated these "blasphemers," but instead concentrated and exiled these "non-believers" and "non-worshipers" as heretics to the lower realm...]
[From what I know, places similar to the "Lake Island" exist in the Dark Continent at least seven more locations... labeled as the concentrated exile grounds by the seven major just gods...]
[This is the premise—]
"Swoosh~" The afternoon sun was shining perfectly through the clean glass window onto the young man's body, Roy's emotions surged like waves as he got a rough understanding of that unknown Dark Continent for the first time.
Firstly, there truly is a "God" on that continent, whether based on "numerical values" or "rules," in any case, having mastered enormous "authority"...
Secondly, it's a "land of faith," and it can be foreseen that... there must exist a human nation devoted to the so-called "seven major just gods"...
Thirdly, because they are despised, there will be "gatekeepers," there will be "disasters,"... there will be "magical beasts" and such to prevent these people labeled as "blasphemers," the abandoned lower realm people, from returning to the Dark Continent...
Roy read the "front page message" in a daze, and after a moment, rubbed the back of his hand, if it's true... that all the humans living on Lake Island are the descendants of "heretics" or "blasphemers," then... what is he, directly cursed by God?
Would he be immediately discovered upon landing, and the entire Dark Continent hunt him down?
His mood became heavier... Roy realized he had been thinking too simplistically... To kill a god, perhaps one must first traverse the God Kingdom created by Him, in other words... he would be facing not just an individual, but an entire nation!
In the original work, as mighty as the Ant King, a B+ class creature, with potential qi amount in the millions... in front of the nuclear bombs created by V5... "Poor Man's Rose" he was forced into a death's drink... first blasted to near death, then, after successfully reviving by devouring Shao Yapu and Yupi, he was consecutively poisoned to death... proving—
Individual extraordinary power, unless at an awe-inspiringly high level, will be worthless in front of a "collective," where a nation is the unit, or even more so, with the presence of divine spirits and against a God Kingdom under divine power blessings.
So, the question arises... What did Grandpa Jager do back then to make God take action across Mobius Lake?
Roy thought of the "Gas Life Form A," thought of his other brother Aluka and Nanika who were born far before him, frowned, opened the front page, and continued looking down, greeted by a hand-drawn...
[West Continent Map]
The map marked nearly a hundred regions, some as nations, some as forests, some as sea areas...
Roy took a quick glance and noticed that the overall West Continent was covered by forests and sea areas, and the area belonging to the human "nation" seemed to be less than twenty percent of the West Continent.
That is to say, compared to humans, the Dark Continent overall is more suitable for "magical beasts," "rare beasts," "mythological creatures," and various incredible "disasters" to live; and... Roy unexpectedly discovered...
Around these forests and sea areas, far from human nations, Grandpa Jager had specifically circled an area with a red pen and annotated a sentence...
[The world of humans belongs to humans, the world of magical beasts belongs to magical beasts, in areas without human activity, the touches of the God cannot reach]
So it seems... For God, "faith" is extremely important, in places untouchable by "faith," even for God, it's difficut to act...
Roy focused on those forests and sea areas and glanced down to the bottom left corner, finding at the southern shore of the forest surrounded by two names, "Samir Principality" and "Hoin Kingdom"... the landing point where Netero, Linne, and Grandpa Jager, under the support of Ancient Gan Yu Kingdom, once sought "Three-Yuan Water"...
Sand Worm—[Giant Phagia] once active territory—[Maw Moon Great Forest]!
That thing pressed him down with just [Ren] making him unable to lift his head, not knowing what creature it is, the "Demon Beasteology" impact is needed... The young man rubbed his brow, glanced sideways at the weather, temporarily closed the "West Continent Chronicles," planning to explore Grandpa Jager himself.
After all, he promised Wutong to transfer the "Breathing Technique" in the evening, time is tight and cannot be delayed.
However, before that... the young man pushed his chair to stand up, took off his pajamas, and walked into the bathroom... first to absorb the accumulated "Life Energy".
[Hint: "Constitution" +71]
[Current "Constitution": 242.8→313.8]
The familiar severe pain swept over... When "adding points" becomes the norm, it doesn't feel as painful, at least not like the first time when it was so painful he almost fainted.