Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 473

Chapter 471 The Milky Way is also a river

“What… happened to us?” The God of Light slowly awoke,

feeling as if he had been asleep for a very long time. He

saw six companions slumped beside him, their eyes hazy.

What had happened?

The seven gods were of comparable strength. After the God of Light awakened, the other six awoke one after another.

The Beast God, a lion with a human body and a lion’s head, shook his mane, remembering something before his coma that seemed to involve time magic.

“I remember a mysterious believer. When he asked us for skills, we were swept away by faith and compelled to respond to his demands.” The God of Elves was a blonde, blue-eyed girl with a similar figure. The

gods shuddered at the thought of the mysterious believer.

That believer was so terrifying, it seemed to drain them of their very being.

In over a thousand years of life, this was the first time they had encountered such a demonic being.

“No, over a thousand years ago, that self-proclaimed Envoy of Honghu was equally unfathomable.” The God of Light recalled the self-proclaimed Envoy of Honghu, who claimed to be from the immortal realm.

“Are you saying that this believer and the High Envoy of Honghu are both from the divine realm, or even of equal rank?” the Wind God asked. He was the most unlucky of the seven. Every time the believer requested something, he had to bow to him, which resulted in his being the most severely injured and still very weak.

The Ella world has legends about the upper realms, such as the original Frost Giants ascending to them. Over a thousand years ago, the Ella world referred to the upper realm as the Divine Realm.

Even if the High Envoy of Honghu told them it was the Immortal Realm, they wouldn’t change their habits.

“It’s very likely,” the God of Light said solemnly. The High Envoy of Honghu had left a deep impression on him. He seemed omnipotent, his methods even more bizarre.

“Something’s wrong! Why won’t my body heal?” the Wind God cried. Even if he were seriously injured, he shouldn’t be in such a state of constant injury.

“Is the power of faith drastically decreasing? Is it because we were unconscious for so long that people don’t know us anymore?” The seven gods were horrified. Although they wanted to break free from the shackles of the power of faith, they couldn’t completely leave it.

“Let me see what’s happening.” The God of Light possessed a statue of himself, observing the clergy’s every move below.

Unaware of their divine observation, the clergy took out the River God statue and secretly worshipped it.

The River God faction was still a small faction within the church, unrecognized by the bishop. They could only worship the River God privately as a sign of their devotion.

“River God, I hope my daughter is safe in the dungeon.”

“I hope the church pays me a higher salary.”

“Please, River God, help me pass the clergy exam and become a full-fledged clergyman.”

“Please, River God, tell me, should I stay in the church or become an adventurer?”

They tried several times, but the River God statue didn’t respond.

The clergy looked up at the Seven Gods statues and, in hushed voices, asked their companions, “I heard the River God doesn’t appear where the Seven Gods statues are. Is that true?”

“I don’t know. Let’s go out and try.”

The God of Light was puzzled. He changed the statues several times, but always found clergy who had switched their faith.

If even the church was in such a state, one could only imagine what ordinary people were like.

“This river god is the believer who made a wish to us!” The God of Light recognized the river god’s identity.

“The time has come!

The river god will awaken!” the clergy shouted, leaving the church and gazing at the stars. Rumors circulated that the river god would awaken tonight

. Upon hearing this news, the Seven Gods hurriedly used the power of faith to form a body, determined to uncover the true origins of this river god.

The Seven Gods have no physical form; they are composed of the power of faith. Wherever there is faith, they exist.

They are scattered across the world, and when believers use their abilities, these beings, formed by the power of faith, automatically aid them.

The “Book of Light” states that the seven gods are omnipresent, and this is no exaggeration.

The statues within the church serve as a power-of-faith enhancement point, allowing them to more effectively utilize their power and grant abilities to their followers.

The Seven Gods communicate through telepathy. Their previous meetings, vomiting blood, and coma all occurred within their minds, not in any specific physical location.

The seven gods hid their bodies, quietly observing the crowd’s reactions from the shadows.

Unable to alter their appearance, they would assume whatever their followers perceived them to be.

From the crowd’s conversations, the seven gods learned of the newly emerged River God.

He sounded weak, but according to legend, he had a formidable origin and was incredibly powerful.

“My story of being born from Chaos was all just nonsense. I can’t believe someone would build on my story and claim to be the God of the Chaos River?” The God of Light was amazed, feeling he had encountered a master in fabricating facts.

“The same goes for the World Tree. The first sapling born from Chaos—that’s nonsense.”

Despite this, the miracles of the River God and the World Tree were real, and the seven gods knew they had real power.

“Look!” Tonight, countless people emerged from their houses and gazed up at the night sky.

The Milky Way was as dazzling and captivating as ever, its star-studded galaxy brimming with knowledge and power, beckoning them to delve into its mysteries.

How do planets move? Is this world flat or spherical? What is the center of the universe, the Ella Continent or the Sun?

When people gaze at the boundless night sky, they often ponder these questions.

But today, no one has these distracting thoughts.

It’s as if a giant slumbers within the galaxy, countless stars shifting their trajectories to form a vague human silhouette.

Focusing their minds and bodies on the stars and human figure, they lose track of time.

Any skill, any experience, any identity, loses its meaning in this moment.

Even those level five adventurers, the brave bands that once slew ancient dragons and three-headed dogs of Hell, are as insignificant as dust compared to the giants of the galaxy.

The figure trembled, as if waking up, and the stars also changed their trajectory again in an incomprehensible form, forming a clear human shape.

In the eyes of everyone, the figure and the image of the river god statue gradually overlapped.

The World Tree swayed its branches and leaves, celebrating the awakening of the river god and blessing all living things.

The star-constructed river god awakened from the Milky Way and slowly stood up. His every move touched the hearts of the believers.

At this moment, countless people who were wavering between the seven gods and the river god firmly chose to believe in the river god.

People’s belief in the river god reached its peak.

The star-shaped river god was fully awakened, and his appearance was consistent with the river god people usually saw, but more magnificent, sacred, and inviolable.

The river god used the Milky Way as his bed, and after getting up, he stretched out, extremely lazy. He looked down at the seven gods, with an intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth.

“We found you.”

The seven gods’ faces changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)