I Reborn as a God Within a Statue, And You Ask Me to Enslave All Gods?-Chapter 72 --Lord Tom’s Shock—Is This the Terror of a Missionary?

Chapter 72: Chapter72-Lord Tom’s Shock—Is This the Terror of a Missionary?

Not good!

In this moment of crisis, the Dark Troll’s blood surged, and its massive body bristled like an enraged beast. A terrifying surge of mana erupted like tidal waves, forming surging torrents of power.

This was its ultimate skill—Beastblood Surge!

A devastating force capable of obliterating everything in its path!

However, just as it activated this desperate measure, the fireball detonated, an explosion of blinding flames consuming the heavens and earth in an instant. freeweɓnovel.cøm

The shockwaves it unleashed were utterly devoured, disappearing into the inferno without a trace!

The Dark Troll instinctively tried to flee, but its body was already engulfed by the expanding flames. Searing heat stabbed into its internal organs, burning it from the inside out.

In mere moments, the grand hall of the Lord’s Manor was filled with the distinct scent of roasting flesh. The Dark Troll collapsed powerlessly onto the ground, its entire body charred black, resembling nothing more than a roasted lamb.

"Dark Troll... It... it’s really dead?"

Lord Tom’s eyes widened in utter disbelief.

This was a menace that had terrorized the land, a beast no one could restrain!

A Tier-5 spellbeast, slaughtered in the blink of an eye?!

The reversal was simply too shocking!

Swallowing hard, Lord Tom quickly shifted his gaze to Thomas.

Thomas had claimed to be a missionary of Deus Initium, executing the divine will to slay spellbeasts.

And now, it turned out to be true!

So this is the terror of a missionary of Deus Initium?

A mere Tier-4 Awakener, yet against the brutal and ferocious Tier-5 Dark Troll, he had effortlessly exterminated it within just a few breaths!

An absolute, overwhelming suppression!

Lord Tom’s expression grew even more solemn, his eyes now filled with reverence as he looked at Thomas.

If just a missionary spreading the faith of Deus Initium possessed such terrifying power—

Then what kind of unfathomable might did Deus Initium himself wield in Annasi?

Could he truly be a god?

After all, the gap between Tier-4 and Tier-5 was immense—especially between a human and a spellbeast.

Lord Tom couldn’t imagine how such an insurmountable divide could be crossed—unless it was through the power of a god!

If Deus Initium was truly a god...

Lord Tom’s thoughts surged.

A god residing near his city—this was an unprecedented opportunity.

If he could align himself with such a divine being, it would bring him unimaginable benefits.

Black Iron would no longer be a feeble, oppressed force, powerless against the spellbeasts.

The human race could finally live with dignity, free from fear!

At that moment, Thomas, who had slain the Dark Troll using the divine scroll, gazed at the still-shaken Lord Tom and spoke calmly:

"Lord Tom, please see to it that Annasi is officially recognized as a town and spread the word far and wide."

When he had entered Black Iron and used Divine Descent, he had suddenly discovered these scrolls in his possession. Clearly, they were a gift from Deus Initium.

As for why he had received them, he wasn’t entirely sure.

But their power was undeniable.

Perhaps the great Deus Initium had already foreseen the dangers he would face in the city and had prepared these scrolls as a safeguard.

Without them, even if he joined forces with Tommy and Lord Tom, they wouldn’t have stood a chance against the Tier-5 Dark Troll.

These scrolls had saved him from a desperate battle—otherwise, he would have been forced to use Divine Descent again.

However, as a missionary of Deus Initium, he could not rely on divine intervention for every challenge.

On the contrary, it was their duty to ease the burdens of Deus Initium!

More importantly—this was just a Tier-5 spellbeast. Asking for Deus Initium’s intervention would be like using a divine hammer to crush an ant.

"Very well! I’ll take care of it immediately!"

Hearing Thomas’s solemn request, Lord Tom dared not delay.

He quickly drafted the official decree, affixed the city’s seal, and handed it to Thomas.

"Thomas, I have already ordered multiple copies to be transcribed. It won’t be long before the news spreads throughout Black Iron and beyond!"

Thomas glanced at the document, nodded slightly, and said,

"Lord Tom, you are decisive and swift. If you ever need my help in the future, I will not refuse."

With that, he turned and left the Lord’s Manor with Tommy, eager to deliver the good news to Annasi.

However, just as they stepped out of the manor—

Six Tier-4 spellbeasts surrounded them!

These spellbeasts were no ordinary foes—

Three were Tier-4 Beginner, and three were Tier-4 Mid!

As the beasts launched a sudden assault, Thomas swiftly activated another scroll, summoning a mist to block the incoming attacks from all directions.

When the mist neutralized their offensive, the spellbeasts refrained from engaging directly.

Instead, they opted for a war of attrition—using ranged attacks to steadily chip away at the mystical mist.

Thomas immediately understood their strategy.

They intended to wear him down!

A cold glint flashed across his eyes.

Since these spellbeasts had come looking for death—

Then he would grant their wish!

Without hesitation, Thomas retrieved a scroll from his robes—this one earth-yellow in color.

The Giant Boulder Scroll!

"If you had chosen to run, you might have lived a little longer. But since you insist on dying here—don’t blame me."

"Today, Thomas stands here, obeying the divine decree of Deus Initium—to eradicate spellbeasts!"

"This scroll is a gift from Deus Initium. To perish beneath its power is the greatest honor of your wretched lives!"

As he spoke, an immense surge of mana flooded into the earth-yellow scroll.

Instantly, the scroll dissolved into an earthy mist, spiraling upward toward the heavens.

A suffocating pressure descended upon the battlefield!

The six spellbeasts—who had just been preparing to launch another attack—trembled as the oppressive force bore down on them.

Their bones creaked under the strain, their bodies sinking downward.

The sheer weight crushed the ground beneath them, sending cracks splintering outward.

It felt as though an immense mountain was pressing down upon them!

Panic surged in their hearts.

When they looked up—

The once-bright sky had darkened.

A colossal meteor, the size of a small planet, was plummeting toward them!

As they watched in horror, the massive celestial body drew closer and closer—

Under its shadow, they felt hundreds, even thousands of times heavier than usual.

It was as if the earth itself sought to bury them alive!

Under such crushing weight, evasion was impossible.

Even casting defensive magic was a futile dream!

BOOOOM!

The meteor struck.

Flesh and blood splattered.

Bones shattered.

The mighty bodies of the spellbeasts proved utterly useless—crushed into pulp as easily as tofu beneath a falling mountain.

From Afar...

Atop a distant peak, the Ice Troll of Trollridge stood with a grim expression.

Trollridge was home to three great trolls.

Though they wielded different elemental powers, they were all of the troll lineage.

The moment the Dark Troll perished, the Ice Troll sensed it.

It had rushed to Black Iron—

Only to witness the annihilation of six powerful spellbeasts in an instant.

"That spell... terrifying. It immobilized them instantly, and the impact alone was overwhelming..."

Narrowing his eyes, the Ice Troll felt a rare sense of relief.

After the Dark Troll’s death, it had resisted the urge to seek immediate revenge.

Instead, it had sent its subordinates to test the waters.

Had it acted recklessly, it too might have been obliterated.

"A Tier-4 human Awakener—wielding such dreadful power?"

"When Dark Troll died, a similar energy pulse was felt. Clearly, this human used the same method."

"These scrolls... there’s no way a mere human could create them. Could Annasi truly have a god?"

Doubt clouded the Ice Troll’s mind.

But then—

"...How can this be? We trolls have lived for centuries, and our ancestral memory contains no mention of gods. The notion of divinity is merely human fantasy!"

"That so-called god must be... something else."

"Perhaps a spellbeast, cunningly hidden in Annasi..."

Muttering to itself, the Ice Troll grew ever more convinced of its theory.