From Goblin to Goblin God - Chapter 394

Chapter 394: Gather All High-Tier Beings in the Present World—Annihilate the City of Wicked Sages!

TL: Sungmin

The Divine Pantheon.

The atmosphere grew increasingly heavy.

Everyone couldn’t help but imagine the worst possible scenarios.

After all, the situation was severe enough that it required a private discussion between the four God-Kings.

…

Within the Black Mist of Death.

Odin’s expression subtly shifted. “Zeus, is this really necessary? It will make the others suspicious.”

“Indeed,” Horus agreed. “This could create division among us.”

However, when they looked at Zeus’s solemn face, they all instinctively became more cautious.

Zeus spoke coldly, “This matter has already far exceeded our expectations. Fortunately, due to the Covenant of the Gods plan, we were able to discover it in advance by sheer luck.”

The Covenant of the Gods?!

If it was involved, then without a doubt, this was a matter that threatened the very foundations of Divine Authority.

Even the most arrogant God-Kings felt the weight of the situation settle on them.

“A while ago, I planned to summon you all for a council regarding Abominations, but then I discovered that Veilynn was dead! So I sent Ares and Hermes to investigate, and what they uncovered in the City of Wicked Sages was an earth-shattering secret!”

Zeus’s expression was uncharacteristically tense.

Odin pressed, “What secret?!”

Judging from Zeus’s demeanor, he could already guess that the secret was of unimaginable importance.

Zeus had always been absolutely confident in his own strength.

It was rare to see him look like this.

Zeus’s lips quivered slightly as he spoke, “The Old Gods… have been reborn! They have occupied the Dwarven Bunker, gained control over the forging techniques of God-Slaying Weapons, and have even established a massive Magical Beast Empire!”

Upon hearing this—

The God-Kings could no longer remain seated.

“What?! Weren’t those bastards dead?! We took their Divine Cores!”

Horus exclaimed, shifting uneasily in his seat.

It was true that gods could be revived, but without their Divine Cores, resurrection should have been impossible.

Odin remained somewhat composed, lowering his head as he fell into deep contemplation.

Yet within his heart, waves of shock surged uncontrollably.

The Old Gods being reborn was already bad enough—but they had occupied the Dwarven Bunker?!

That meant they had access to an unlimited supply of God-Slaying Weapons.

That was utterly terrifying!

Hela’s cold and breathtakingly beautiful face also turned grim. “Could it be that someone performed some kind of forbidden ritual? I know that in the Abomination World, there are rituals that require an enormous sacrifice of flesh and blood to resurrect the dead.”

“But such a ritual demands that the user sacrifices their own life. Who would be so foolish? Besides, we have thoroughly erased all records of the Old Gods!”

Horus was still uneasy, unable to make sense of the situation.

For millennia, they had diligently wiped out all traces of the Old Divine Pantheon, precisely to prevent any resurgence of believers.

It had been over ten thousand years. By all logic, no one should have known about them anymore.

Hela shook her head. “That’s precisely what doesn’t make sense, but if they were revived, this is likely the reason.”

Zeus’s voice rang out once more. “What I’m about to say next is even more terrifying. Haven’t you noticed that Ares and Hermes are missing?”

The Prime Gods in existence were limited.

The Divine Pantheons had interacted for tens of thousands of years—everyone knew each other intimately.

At this moment, Odin finally realized, “Now that you mention it… I don’t see them. Are they still undercover in the City of Wicked Sages?”

They had arrived early, and everyone present had scanned the room.

As for Horus, he had been pulled into the Black Mist of Death the moment he arrived, so he likely hadn’t had the chance to notice.

“Hmph, they’re already dead…” Zeus said impatiently.

Horus scoffed, “No big deal. Their contributions this time are enormous. Zeus, you should reward them well. At the very least, they should be promoted to High-Tier Divine Core holders, right?”

Odin nodded. “With such an achievement, I will also grant them rewards—each of them should receive a Magical Beast infused with Divine Bloodline.”

Within the Aesir Pantheon’s territory, they were passionate about raising Magical Beasts.

They had already bred numerous creatures that surpassed even Great Demon Kings.

All of them carried Divine Bloodlines, and the strongest among them could even reach the Prime God Level.

“Save the rewards for me. They won’t have the chance to accept them. When I said they were dead—I meant true death.” Zeus’s voice rang out again.

Horus awkwardly chuckled, “Wait, are you actually competing with your subordinates for rewards? And besides, these gifts wouldn’t even be—”

Before he could finish, he suddenly froze.

A sudden realization struck him like a lightning bolt.

His entire body stiffened. Shock surged through him, laced with an undeniable trace of fear.

“Impossible!” Odin instantly slammed his fist down. “Zeus, explain yourself!”

The room erupted into chaos.

If a god could truly die, then something far more terrifying was coming.

Zeus, however, remained silent, letting them absorb the truth on their own.

Hela immediately spoke, “Are you saying… they were killed by someone with the same abilities as that Evil God? This…”

At the mention of that Evil God,

Even as God-Kings, they could not suppress the shiver of fear that ran through them.

“I don’t know the details either,” Zeus said gravely, “but Hermes said he was dead forever. The only one capable of something like that is that Evil God from the Abomination World—an unimaginably terrifying existence…”

“The Black Goat Mother Goddess!”

Zeus finally uttered the name after a long pause, as if he had to steel himself just to speak it.

Horus swallowed hard. “The same power as that Evil God… How could this be? Unless… those reborn Old Gods have established contact with her?!”

“That is highly possible!” Odin’s expression changed drastically.

In the past, they had also attempted to cooperate with Evil Gods from the Abomination World, but the Black Goat Mother Goddess had been the only one who refused.

Not only that, but she had killed several Prime Gods.

What had shocked them most was that the slain gods could not be resurrected.

Because of that, it was highly likely that the reborn Old Gods had sought her out, trying to use her power to reclaim the Divine Pantheon.

Hela spoke again, “That may not be the case. That Evil God is ruthless and cruel—so much so that even the other Evil Gods fear her greatly. It’s highly unlikely that the Old Gods could convince her to help them. Have you all forgotten what happened back then?”

The first time they had met her,

She had instantly killed several Prime Gods without a word.

The God-Kings fell silent.

Each of them was lost in deep thought.

The matter was far too serious. A power capable of permanently killing gods—if they did not act quickly, the consequences would be catastrophic.

“Enough! I don’t have time to think about complicated solutions—there’s only one!”

“We will gather all gods! Summon every being with power above the Twelfth Tier, and launch an all-out annihilation campaign! No matter the cost, we must wipe them out completely!”

Zeus’s voice rang out, filled with fury and unwavering determination.

Odin, Hela, and Horus narrowed their eyes and exchanged glances before giving a firm nod.

Indeed, this was the simplest and most effective course of action.

Without hesitation, Hela lifted the Black Mist of Death.

The overwhelming divine auras of the God-Kings burst forth like a tidal wave, flooding the grand hall.

The gathered gods, who had been whispering and discussing, instantly felt the crushing pressure and fell silent.

The atmosphere was deathly still.

Zeus swept his gaze across the assembly. “Who here knows how many beings exist in the present world with power above the Twelfth Tier? Any species!”

To the gods, their supremacy was absolute.

Their commands were undeniable.

They could easily crush any species beneath them.

Humans, Magical Beasts, Demihumans, Undead—all were under their control.

Yet, upon hearing the question—

The assembled gods stared blankly.

How could they possibly know such a thing?

Poseidon spoke in a low voice, “Matters like that were always handled by Hermes. We know nothing about it.”

Zeus’s expression darkened. “Useless. Odin, has your side conducted any investigations?”

“Heimdall’s abilities are nowhere near Hermes’s. There’s no way he could have managed such an investigation.” Odin spoke somewhat awkwardly.

As for Horus—his domain made it even more impossible.

There weren’t even real gods in his territory—only fabricated ‘deities’ without Divine Cores, built up through deception and pretense.

After all, he still needed administrators to handle mundane affairs.

Zeus’s lip twitched in frustration. “You Aesir Pantheon fools hold two God-King Level Divine Cores, yet you don’t even bother with such things?! What exactly are you using that power for?!”

Odin and Hela remained silent, offering no response.

Because that power had been saved—reserved entirely for countering Zeus.

After all, he possessed a terrifying power that defied all logic, even without relying on a Divine Core.

The Aesir Pantheon had dared to create only Thor and Loki as gods.

Their strategy had instead focused on cultivating Magical Beasts with Divine Bloodlines as their primary military force.

Suddenly, a thought struck Zeus. “Wait—bring me Hermes’s records from a hundred years ago!”

Hermes had compiled reports like these once every century.

The most recent one must still be in his residence.

After all, aside from the Dwarves, none of the gods had mastered the forging techniques for spatial storage equipment.

And the ones they had seized hadn’t been allocated to someone like Hermes.

Soon enough, with Apollo, Hephaestus, and other Prime Gods searching, they retrieved a century-old statistical scroll.

It contained clear and detailed records of each race’s locations, military strength, and general population figures.

“Over thirty million? That’s more than enough. We could launch an invasion of the Abomination World with this force alone. The Old Gods won’t stand a chance!” Zeus’s gaze sharpened, and he let out a cold, sinister laugh.

He could already see it—the sight of the Old Gods being slaughtered once more.

The gathered gods felt deeply conflicted.

Thirty million beings, each above the Twelfth Tier in power…

What kind of war was this going to be?!

Athena spoke bluntly, “So, we’ve discovered a real threat to the Divine Pantheon, haven’t we? That’s why this is so serious.”

Hearing that—

The gods swallowed hard.

They all knew the answer.

But not one of them dared to say it aloud.

Because they understood the minds of the God-Kings—

The only reason they had held a private council was their fear of betrayal.

“Interesting,” Odin smirked, trying to ease the tension. “Ten thousand years, and Zeus still hasn’t managed to change Athena’s attitude. Truly, what a caring father—such love for his daughter.”

He joked, attempting to lighten the mood.

Because he genuinely feared that if the gods grew suspicious, it could lead to defection.

And if the enemy was truly powerful enough, betrayal was not out of the question.

Betrayal and suspicion—these were commonplace among the gods.

At that moment—

Zeus’s rage erupted like a roaring dragon. “Athena!!! Today, I will personally deal with you! Consider it the removal of a future threat!”

His terrifying fury made Mount Olympus tremble.

The wrath of the strongest God-King—no one could withstand it!

The gods scattered in fear, retreating to a safe distance.

Only Athena stood her ground, her golden hair billowing, completely unshaken.

“Enough, Lord Zeus!” Odin intervened, cutting through the tense atmosphere. “Now is not the time for internal conflict. You are father and daughter—do not act on impulse, or you will regret the consequences of rash decisions.”

A powerful aura of authority emanated from Odin.

Though not fueled by anger, it was still immensely oppressive.

Zeus’s bloodshot eyes remained locked onto Athena, his gaze burning with hatred and rage.

But he decided—he would deal with her after this crisis was over.

This moment deeply unsettled the gathered gods.

Living under the constant pressure of such an unpredictable God-King—it was bound to drive them all to madness.

Each of them began to reevaluate their positions.

Athena smirked inwardly.

Her constant provocations toward Zeus had a very simple goal—

To force him into a fit of rage.

To expose his ugly, cruel nature before the gods, creating an irreparable rift between him and them.

And at the right moment, she would lead a revolt—

And kill Zeus.

That moment was drawing closer than ever.

“The tyrant who murdered my mother… This will not end so easily!” Athena whispered coldly to herself.

Yes—her mother, the Goddess of Wisdom, had been killed by Zeus.

And when she was a child, Zeus had even tried to kill her.

The seed of vengeance had long been planted in Athena’s heart.

It had already taken root and grown strong.

Under Odin’s persuasion, Zeus finally backed down.

He gave the command:

“Begin gathering all beings of Twelfth Tier strength or above. Assemble at the City of Wicked Sages!”

Beings at Twelfth Tier strength were already at a minimum power level of ten thousand.

Countless Magical Beasts, Great Demon Kings, and other high-ranking entities fell into this category.

The gods dispersed, each moving swiftly to carry out Zeus’s decree.

Spreading a divine mandate was an easy task.

Within three days, the entire mortal world would know.

Within a week, all those summoned would have gathered at the City of Wicked Sages.

…

Inside the Dwarven Bunker.

Lin Tian was still distributing Divine Cores to his followers.

He had pushed himself to the absolute limit—barely holding himself together.

He watched helplessly as his previously soaring combat power dropped back down to seventy thousand.

However—one crucial aspect had not changed:

His attributes had doubled.

This meant that his physical strength was among the strongest in the world.

He could now go toe-to-toe with even the monsters of the Abomination World.

Fortunately, he had finally finished distributing the Divine Cores to everyone.

He had also established a network of believers, ensuring that death would no longer be permanent.

“I’m absolutely shocked… How can you split so many Divine Cores in such a short time?! And all of them are God-King Level!” Loael stood in stunned disbelief.

What Lin Tian had just done defied all logic.

Not only had he granted Divine Cores to One-Eyed Owl, Alice, Gobu Yue, Gobu Kuang, and many others—

Even she had received one!

Her combat strength had surged from 60,000 to over 90,000!

Once fully restored, reaching over 100,000 was well within possibility.

Everyone looked at the exhausted Lin Tian with concern and admiration.

But Lin Tian’s mind was elsewhere.

He immediately asked, “How is Bill’s progress with weapon and magical equipment forging?”

The situation had shifted drastically—

The plan had been to remain hidden for a year before making a move.

That timeline had now been accelerated by more than a month.

If the forging process wasn’t complete, they would have no choice but to stay hidden in the Dwarven Bunker for now.

At the very least, this would give them the opportunity to test the strength of the fortress—

A structure that Berun had spent over a thousand years constructing.