[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-holy-church-begins-with-bestowal-of-blessing":3,"chapter-the-holy-church-begins-with-bestowal-of-blessing-the-holy-church-begins-with-bestowal-of-blessing-chapter-117":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Holy Church Begins with Bestowal of Blessings",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1688790,2156,"Chapter 117 : Geomantic Vein","the-holy-church-begins-with-bestowal-of-blessing-chapter-117",117,"\u003Cp>Chapter 117: Geomantic Vein\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marquis Demitri’s Territory, the grand hall of the marquis' castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the hearts on the ground had dried up, and cracks appeared in the eyes of the central Werewolf statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ymir! Ymir! Come out here for me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gray mist of the Wolf God swirled within the castle, roaring in fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, there was no voice in response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These hearts are all useless now. I need new ones.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shouted. The eyes that were supposed to be within the gray mist had vanished, leaving only a cluster of fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Also, I need a sacrifice. I need a grand festival.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He seemed utterly mad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt fear—a fear unlike that brought by powerful Holy Relics, even if such power gleamed like the Morning Star, he could still escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the erasure of his eyes was merely because he couldn't resist the curiosity to look back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, he felt fear, and the feeling in his heart told him—this fear could not be evaded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He speculated—was it the one with eyes that gleamed like gold?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been wounded by that Holy Relic, and the veil sustained by the power of the earth vein of this land now bore a breach. That fellow surely would not let such a breach go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, was that person watching him now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He trembled. Humans were terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still remembered more than two centuries ago—the Golden Lions driven by humans. With bodies as colossal as mountains, even a distant glance had caused his originally condensed body to be assimilated into gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since then, he had forever lost his body, left to inhabit this stone statue in the form of gray mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It took him two hundred years to wear away the fear brought by those two Golden Lions. He accepted the terms of those fellows at Blackrock Point and tried making a major deal with humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he understood—humans were powerful, but they had an obvious weakness—greed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He occupied the earth vein of this territory, the center of magic. He connected himself to the earth vein of this region and raised a veil to conceal it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew about the Lord’s Judgment from the human lord—especially after that lord had taken away all the strongest individuals from the territory. He understood it was only a matter of time before the lord came to reclaim it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn’t care. This period was enough for him to digest all the humans here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With so many humans, and borrowing their magic power, he was going to reshape his body and truly become the Wolf God—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ruler of the Werewolves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, all his ambitions were shattered by a group of refugees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t even gotten close—hadn’t even seen that person’s appearance clearly—yet his eyes were destroyed by that person’s Holy Relic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel it—just like how his body had once been assimilated by the Golden Lions—his eyes had been erased conceptually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt fear. Humans were terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From the looks of you, you didn’t kill those people, did you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ymir’s voice suddenly rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you were driven back after just a short while.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was unmistakable mockery in the words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Wolf God, overwhelmed by fear and fury, didn’t notice. He only roared loudly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Those humans—they’re not refugees. They possess Holy Relics—powerful ones!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ymir, we need to leave. I feel fear—humans are watching us. Take your whelps and quickly carry away our spoils of war.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We need to return to the mountains. With what we’ve gained, it’s enough for your offspring to double in number again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ymir laughed—a grating, piercing sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course you’d feel fear. But that fear shouldn’t be from humans.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Wolf God suddenly realized—Ymir was mocking him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He became even more enraged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You mock me. You dare show contempt to me—the Wolf God—you’re just a Dumb Dog.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re merely a Dumb Dog who knelt before me, offered your mate and the children born from her—your direct bloodline—to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You ought to kneel before me, listen to my divine revelation, and beg me to bestow you with divine power.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gray mist expanded, flooding the entire grand hall. The central Werewolf statue seemed to come alive, stretching its form and raising its head to emit a silent roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps you have ruled as the chieftain of this tribe for too long—so long that you’ve forgotten the reverence you should hold for a god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But that’s fine. Killing you and replacing you with another Dumb Dog who knows reverence will do just as well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cracked eyes of the Werewolf statue turned toward Ymir, who stood at the Main Gate, its forearms pressed against the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though the gray mist shrouded the space, Ymir showed no fear. As the Wolf God spoke, anger gradually surfaced on his face, finally twisting into a savage expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shut up, you ignorant fool. You were merely created using the tooth of the true Wolf God. You only stole a sliver of the great Wolf God's power, only happened to gain intelligence, and just with that—you dare show disrespect to me, your creator.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ymir let out a roar—pure venting, clashing directly with the Werewolf statue without holding anything back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom. Ymir was sent flying, fiercely crashing against the wall with a loud thud, accompanied by the faint sound of bones fracturing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I regret it, Ymir. I think your body is quite decent.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice of the Wolf God suddenly turned calm. He controlled the statue to walk up to Ymir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reaching out, he grabbed Ymir's head. Sharp claws tore through his scalp and pierced into his skull. Blood streamed out, strikingly visible against Ymir's white fur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dragging Ymir along, he brought him to the location of the statue—the very center of the Earth Vein’s magical surge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Although I would prefer my new body to be of demi-god level, that belongs to the domain of true gods. With your useless wretches, such a goal will never be achieved.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But remaining trapped in this statue is truly inconvenient, so offer your body to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, he tossed Ymir onto the Earth Vein.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Earth Vein here is just right to act as the power that facilitates our merging.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, the gray mist contracted, surging toward Ymir’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pain. The gray mist seemed to pour into Ymir through every pore, as though trying to tear his body apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pain. Pain. Until he felt the call of the Holy Relic he had buried, during the brief time when the Wolf God was away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He began to laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fool. Before becoming the chieftain, I was the Werewolf Priest who could create you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even your ability to locate the Earth Vein and draw upon its magic was something I taught you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And now, you dare to use the Earth Vein’s magic to devour me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His laughter grew louder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So what? I am the Wolf God. A god.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your power as a priest cannot harm me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is the absolute difference between a Werewolf and the Wolf God.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Wolf God spoke, but the fear he felt grew stronger. He hastened the rate of erosion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fool. Truly a fool. Have you been in that stone too long? Your brain’s turned to rock.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ymir laughed heartily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A priest’s power may not harm you—but what about the pure magic of the Earth Vein?\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1226,"2026-06-06T13:52:13.932Z",1,"novelbin.me","673f5834d407b86a06a813d2ee477bf42c050d3522f12a30c619776798e893af","the-holy-church-begins-with-bestowal-of-blessing-chapter-118","the-holy-church-begins-with-bestowal-of-blessing-chapter-116",373,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-holy-church-begins-with-bestowal-of-blessing-cover.jpg"]