Capítulo 29: What? Slaying Gods Would Drop Their Godhead?!
With the death of Zorvix, Thalric and the wolf beastmen warriors didn't stop their assault. They continued to press forward, targeting the remaining forest kobolds.
However, this time, their approach changed; they began capturing the forest kobolds instead of massacring them.
Barbatos had given explicit orders before the battle: kill only the fanatics and those who resisted, but spare those who surrendered or showed no signs of fanatical devotion. Thalric and his warriors adhered strictly to these orders.
In a divine war, the winner took everything: the resources, territory, and even the believers of the defeated god.
Barbatos had no intention of letting all the forest kobolds perish. Once he emerged victorious in the divine war against Sylvanus, those forest kobolds would become his believers.
The Divine War Hall's laws were clear on this matter. The believers of the losing god were considered his property, and upon defeat, this property transferred to the victor.
This meant that the forest kobolds would convert their worship from Sylvanus to Barbatos. The only exception were the fanatics, whose devotion ran too deep to change; thus, they had to be eliminated.
Recognizing the overwhelming power of Thalric and the wolf beastmen warriors, the forest kobolds realized resistance was futile. Seeing their hierophant fall and their forces decimated, they chose to surrender rather than face certain death.
Thalric, ensuring that the captured forest kobolds were securely bound, reported back to Barbatos. "Great Lord Barbatos, we have subdued the remaining forest kobolds. Those who were fanatics have been dealt with, and the rest are now captives."
Barbatos nodded, a look of satisfaction crossing his face. "Excellent work, Thalric."
With all the forest kobolds either captured or killed, the God of Forest, Sylvanus, no longer had any believers left to support him in this divine war. Consequently, the restrictions imposed by the Divine War Hall were lifted.
This signaled the final phase of the divine war, where the gods themselves could engage in direct combat.
As the restrictions were released, Barbatos felt an immediate surge of power. His Four-Turn Demigod Peak Stage power was elevated to Six-Turn Demigod Peak Stage.
Conversely, Sylvanus experienced a significant decrease in his power. His Three-Turn Demigod Peak Stage strength was reduced to that of a One-Turn Demigod Peak Stage.
The gap between their powers, which was already considerable, became even more pronounced. Even without the divine war's temporary power boost, Barbatos could have easily overpowered Sylvanus. But now, the disparity was almost laughable.
Sylvanus stood there, visibly shaken, realizing the hopelessness of his situation. The expression on his face made it clear that he had no intention of attempting to fight Barbatos. The overwhelming difference in their powers was too evident.
Unless Sylvanus had some hidden trump card, it was impossible for his weakened state to pose any threat to Barbatos, now a formidable Six-Turn Demigod.
A newbie Bronze Demigod stood no chance against a veteran Silver Demigod, and Sylvanus clearly wasn't among the rare exceptions capable of overcoming such odds.
Despite having lived for two thousand years, he had only managed to reach the Three-Turn Demigod Peak Stage, a testament to his inadequacy and now, his imminent defeat.
Witnessing Sylvanus accept his defeat, Barbatos felt a twinge of boredom as he asked, "Do you have any last words? You don't even want to beg for your life and become my subordinate god?"
Sylvanus shook his head in resignation. "I have no hope in this life. My divine talent is trash, and my potential is limited. I have nothing special to offer, so I know you won't accept me as a subordinate god. I have no worth whatsoever, so what's the point?"
"I might as well just die now and try in my next life, if there is even one. If not, then death doesn't seem so bad. At least I wouldn't have to worry every day about being killed and tortured by hostile demigods in the Eternal Continent."
"My only request is for you to kill me swiftly, preferably a painless death."
Barbatos nodded, "Sure, I don't take any pleasure in torturing others. I'll send you on your way. At least you're self-aware of the gap between us, so I'll do you this favor."
With a wave of his hand, Barbatos summoned a powerful gust of wind that shredded Sylvanus in an instant. He infused the wind with the "Freedom" attribute, ensuring it carried the effect of "Free from pain."
Sylvanus was granted a swift and painless death.
After Barbatos killed Sylvanus, he noticed several items dropped from the defeated god's body. Among them were the expected divine energy strands, but two items stood out unexpectedly.
On the spot where Sylvanus had perished, a green-colored, gem-like polyhedron with a thousand faces appeared. Next to it was a cluster of white smoke with a sliver of gold-colored divine light.
Barbatos recognized one of the items immediately and couldn't help but exclaim, "Isn't that a godhead? If I'm not mistaken, this should be the God of Forest godhead, specifically Sylvanus' godhead."
He then looked at the cluster of white smoke, puzzled. "As for the cluster of white smoke covered by divine light, I don't recognize it. But my instincts as a god tell me that it won't do me harm. Devouring it seems to be beneficial."
Intrigued and cautious, Barbatos carefully examined the items. The divine energy strands were expected, but the godhead and the mysterious smoke were an unexpected bonus.
Barbatos muttered, "I've never heard of gods dropping their godhead as loot upon death. Otherwise, the Endless Void would be more chaotic and dangerous than it already is."
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