I Reborn as a God Within a Statue, And You Ask Me to Enslave All Gods?
Chapter 183 -182-Two Bloodline Scrolls

Chapter 183: Chapter182-Two Bloodline Scrolls

"Every person harbors both good and evil within. But those who have reached the level of B-rank devotee—they’re not the type to do real harm. That, at least, is a relief."Owen murmured quietly to himself.

After all, those with malicious intent festering deep within their hearts would never be able to offer true, sincere faith to a deity like him.Without that genuine piety, they’d never qualify to become a B-rank devotee.

That meant one thing: from now on, he wouldn’t have to worry much about the character of those who reached B-rank in his divine following.

"But evil deeds must always be met with consequences!"

Even if the perpetrator was one of his devotees, Owen would never show mercy for the sake of personal connections.To rule a vast and ever-expanding dominion, one must uphold a strict policy of rewarding virtue and punishing vice. Only then could peace and order be maintained.

He had no illusions about the future.Once his territory’s population crossed into the millions, or even tens of millions, the complexity and burden of governance would increase exponentially.

Only ironclad, immovable rules could serve as the backbone for the development of a stable, flourishing realm.

Though patrol teams already roamed the cities and towns of his domain, hunting down wrongdoers and enforcing law and order, they were far from perfect.There were still countless unresolved cases—tragic incidents buried under layers of confusion, left as nothing but cold, unsolved files.

The victims of these crimes?Many of them still lived in anguish, shedding silent tears day after day, with no hope for justice.

Without the intervention of a true deity like Owen, the truth behind many atrocities would remain forever lost—buried under the dust of time and the rot of indifference.

And that—he would never allow.

To strike fear into the hearts of evildoers and to inspire the righteous, harsh punishments for sin and generous rewards for virtue were not just strategies—they were the divine path.Only when everyone in the land understood one simple principle—that evil never escapes retribution—could the temptation to commit such acts be suppressed at the source.

He believed that if this atmosphere of righteousness persisted, then before long, everyone in his territory would begin striving to become better, kinder people.

And in that process, their reverence and faith toward him would only deepen.

After all, if their lives were continuously improving thanks to the order and security he brought, how could they not develop stronger piety?A peaceful and prosperous life would naturally lead to ever more devout worship.

"And now... there are still two bloodline scrolls left."Owen’s gaze fell to the two radiant scrolls resting in his palm, his mind briefly entering a state of deep contemplation.

From the cataclysmic clash between the two realms, he had emerged victorious—earning the greatest prize of all.Among the spoils—apart from a divine artifact embryo and the elusive Time Scroll—these two bloodline scrolls were undoubtedly the rarest treasures.

For any human Awakener, a bloodline enhancement meant not just an increase in combat ability—it signaled an explosive leap in their future potential.

He recalled vividly how Frank, after his bloodline had been elevated, had achieved elementalization far ahead of his peers.Even while still at Tier-5, Frank’s strength rivaled that of a Tier-6.

That was the terrifying power of a bloodline ascension—allowing one to leap across entire tiers of strength.A power-up of this magnitude was unthinkable for most Awakeners; it bordered on myth.

Indeed, such gifted individuals were almost nonexistent even when surveying an entire district.And within Caesar Empire, a district was by no means a small administrative unit—it was a landmass large enough to contain hundreds of thousands.

Frank’s bloodline had stirred no small amount of attention once it manifested.Many spellbeasts—creatures of ancient instincts and brutal hunger—had emerged to claim him as their prize. They were drawn to the human with the unique bloodline, eager to devour and absorb his potential.

But now, thinking back carefully... that shouldn’t have happened.

Frank had been under Owen’s protection from the very beginning. He had never left the safety of the divine territory, and certainly not after his bloodline had awakened.Which meant... the outside world shouldn’t have had any way of knowing about it.

"There’s something wrong here," Owen’s expression grew serious."Those spellbeasts should never have known that someone with a rare bloodline had appeared within my domain."

"And ever since those spellbeasts were wiped out, there’s been a strange silence. Not a single one has come to investigate since."

"That’s not because they lost interest. Something else is at play."

The implications unsettled him, but Owen quickly brushed the thought aside.With the rank of Godhood he held now—his might stood nearly unrivaled.

Even if those spellbeasts had powerful overlords behind them, what of it?

No matter how strong those hidden forces might be, they were still ants compared to his might.

After all, Owen had already reached a level of power that placed him among the top few in the entire Caesar Empire.

Those spellbeasts, no matter how fearsome they seemed within their own regions, were ultimately just local bullies. Compared to a true divine sovereign like him, they were nothing.

"When I ascend to the rank of 3-star Ancient God, my territory will expand even further—perhaps to the point of encompassing the city of Fioria entirely."

"And once that city is part of my dominion, every last spellbeast hiding within its depths or manipulating power from the shadows—will be snuffed out in a single thought."

Inside his divine realm, his word was law.And his power—absolute.

After settling his thoughts, Owen finally made a decision.

"These two bloodline scrolls... I’ll give them to Benjamin and Theodore."

The two had toiled for years in his service—faithful, tireless, and devoted as B-rank devotees.And though they’d never asked for reward, he knew it was time they received their due.

He shifted his gaze toward the temple’s exterior.Just beyond its holy threshold, a new transformation was unfolding.

With a mere whisper of divine will, the entire plaza outside the temple had begun to undergo expansion once more.Rows of buildings on both sides had been magically shifted away, opening up space for a majestic new square to emerge.

The white marble used to pave the square had been mined from the deepest layers of the earth—stunning in appearance, nearly unbreakable in strength.

This expansion was no small undertaking.The area of the new plaza alone had already grown to rival the entire Black Iron District.

Surrounding the square, a complex of houses, shops, and prayer halls had been built in perfect harmony.Devotees coming from far and wide to pray at the feet of Deus Initium could now rest, replenish, and even purchase sacred keepsakes.

To maintain order in such a heavily trafficked area, large patrol teams had been stationed all around.Each member had been carefully selected—not just for strength, but for loyalty, background, and discipline.

Dressed in gleaming silver armor that shone in the sunlight, they looked like paragons of divine justice—especially under the leadership of Benjamin and Theodore.

Seeing them now, standing tall and vigilant, Owen made his move.

With a faint pulse of divine power, the two bloodline scrolls in his hands shimmered—then flew outward from the divine statue, transforming into two radiant streams of light.

They shot through the air like falling stars, hurtling directly toward their chosen recipients.

Meanwhile...

"Missionary Thomas," Theodore called out, excitement written all over his face, "the great Deus Initium has passed down the Array of Immortality. Do you think we could learn it too, and form our own Immortal Vanguard to fight for his glory across the lands?"

He was currently making his rounds near the temple, when he spotted Thomas nearby and seized the opportunity.

The sight of Frank’s Immortal Army, empowered by the divine array, had left a deep impression on him.Their combat power had surged dramatically, and the idea of being part of something similar had long since taken root in his heart.

Though he was Thomas’ son, protocol demanded he speak as a patrol captain in this context, not as a child seeking favor.

Thomas glanced at him and replied slowly, "The patrol squads have a fair number of Awakeners, yes—but not nearly enough Tier-4s yet. When we do, then we’ll talk about the array."

"For now, your top priority is maintaining order. The next grand ritual of Deus Initium is fast approaching—we can’t afford even the slightest mistake at such a critical time."

Theodore nodded solemnly.

He remembered clearly that during the last grand offering to Deus Initium, barely thirty thousand devotees had gathered to offer prayers.

But now?That number had exploded.The renown of Deus Initium had spread to distant territories—drawing in more and more followers with each passing day.

By his own conservative estimate, no fewer than two hundred thousand devotees would arrive for the upcoming ceremony.

And controlling such a massive crowd?

It was no small feat.

He’d also heard rumors—of elite human Awakeners, some of the strongest across the continent, preparing to attend the ritual as spectators.

Of course, that was what they claimed.

In reality, they were coming to probe, to test the strength and mystery of Deus Initium for themselves.

Theodore knew their type well—and he knew this would be a crucial test for the patrol teams under his command.They had to uphold discipline, present their god in the highest light.

One mistake... and they would bring shame not only upon themselves, but upon their divine sovereign.

"Deus Initium, rest assured," Theodore said solemnly. "Everything has been delegated. We’ve been preparing for days. When the moment comes, there will be no problems!"

Thomas looked at his son with quiet pride.The boy was becoming a man—calm, steady, and full of devotion.

There was no need to worry.This task could be entrusted to him completely.

But just as Thomas turned to leave, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

He had caught sight of two streaks of light—radiant, powerful, and strangely familiar.

Bloodline scrolls!

His breath caught in his throat.

Something extraordinary was happening once again.