I Have Become A Demon God. Did You Just Ask Me To Be A Minor Villain?

The colorful flower petals fell from the sky, turning the entire Temple Square into a sea of flowers. The fragrant aroma of the flowers permeated the air, lifting everyone’s spirits. “Wow!” exclaimed many women in the square. The scene was simply too gorgeous. “Is this the power of God?” Wondered the protagonists as they looked up into the sky. They couldn’t see where the petals were coming from, and it seemed like they were born naturally. Accompanied by a melody that evoked happiness, the petals slowly grew in the air and then drifted down.

Although many of the protagonists had dabbled in magic or combat powers, they were still taken aback by this scene. It was beyond their comprehension. For a moment, they forgot their worries, let go of their fears, and looked up at the falling petals with wonder. Even several duke-level villains paused their conversations and gazed up at the sky. The petals continued to fall until the ground was covered with a blanket of flowers.

Some people tiptoed and reached out their hands, catching the petals as they drifted down. One woman held a petal to her nose and sniffed lightly. “It smells so good!” she exclaimed. As she inhaled the fragrant aroma, the petal transformed into a warm energy that flowed into her body. A comforting sensation spread throughout her body, and she felt her state of improving.

This wonderful feeling wasn’t just limited to her. The countless petals had a similar effect on anyone who caught them. The atmosphere was filled with a warm, positive energy that left everyone feeling content and happy. The power of these petals was truly remarkable!

In the square, all the people raised their toes and reached out their hands to grab the petals. This was the initial blessing of the goddess at the commencement of the blessing ceremony. Everyone in the square could receive a small portion of it, which was tantamount to divine light shining all over. Anyone who received the petals experienced some benefits. They would then sing praises of the Crescent Goddess without hesitation!

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“It’s incredible…I feel that my anxiety has reduced a lot…there is divine power in this petal, and it can be utilised extensively. The gods of this world…are so mighty!” exclaimed one of the protagonists after touching the petals.

“Yes, the power of God is awe-inspiring. Everyone we are the protagonist. If we do not die, one day, we can aspire to the throne of God!” Said another protagonist.

Aspiring to the throne! These four words stirred excitement among the protagonists in the group! Their blood boiled, and they couldn’t help but feel a surge of energy throughout their bodies. Becoming a God was not an easy task! Before time travel, regardless of how capable they were, they would not have stood a chance. Even among the countless beings in this world, the number of individuals who eventually became gods was limited.

To describe it as rare would not accurately convey the small probability of becoming a God. But they were all protagonists! Each one of them had golden fingers! These golden fingers had bestowed them with an extraordinary rate of growth.

The idea was that, with the help of their “golden fingers,” they could surpass the bottlenecks that others in this world faced. For instance, some people were stuck in the legendary realm for years and never broke through to the sanctuary in their entire lifetime. Others were unable to advance beyond the sanctuary. But with their golden fingers, they could bypass these obstacles and achieve the opportunity to become powerful gods – worshipped by countless people and possessing great strength.

They could enjoy a long life, sit on the throne of the gods, and savour the heavenly wine while being surrounded by perfect goddesses. They could look down on all beings and, with just a little effort, make millions cheer for them and sing their praises. The protagonists were all mesmerised by this captivating image, and their hearts swelled with desire.

After a few minutes, the group became lively again as they discussed this exciting prospect.

“Dear gentlemen, the most significant benefit of our visit to the Holy See headquarters is that it has opened my eyes to the boundless possibilities of this world!”

“Indeed, I was initially apprehensive, but now I feel an infinite fighting spirit within me. What are a few duke-level villains or the Earl of Blackstone Territory? Once I ascend to godhood, looking back, they will be mere stepping stones!”

“Well said. As the protagonist, we were once timid, but we cannot entirely blame ourselves. After all, the villains held a significant advantage. However, in the future, we shall not cower before them!”

“Absolutely, but let us not underestimate their current strength. We must use them as our whetstone to sharpen our skills.”

“The villains cannot kill us; they can only make us stronger!”

“By August 8 next year, my flowers will bloom!”

“Kill, kill, kill!”

“Haha, I hope that we can join forces in the future to become gods and stand atop the pinnacle of the world together!”

“……”

However, the atmosphere among the protagonists was completely different this time around. To someone who was unaware of the situation, it might seem like they had entered a group full of positive energy that chanted slogans every day. Each of these protagonists was extremely excited after witnessing the power of God, and they now had new ambitions – to become a God with supreme power. For them, as long as they remained alive, it was not too difficult to achieve their goals, even if they were still weak at the moment. With the help of the golden finger, the probability of becoming a God was much higher than that of anyone else in this world.

According to Su Mo’s understanding of the Golden Finger, every protagonist or villain with a gold-level cheat theoretically had the possibility of becoming a God. And if the Golden Finger could be raised above the Gold rank, becoming a God was almost a certainty. The only thing that remained to be seen was whether they could survive long enough to reach that point, as other protagonists or villains would undoubtedly hunt them down.

In the face of this ambition, the obstacles brought about by a few villains seemed insignificant. Thus, these protagonists, who were previously feeling low, cheered up once again. They discussed a solution seriously this time around, with no blind self-confidence but a careful analysis of the situation. The first thing they analysed was why the capital had fallen into chaos. Unfortunately, the information they had was too little to draw any meaningful conclusions.

“Han Yu, have you gained any new insights from your prophecy? Can you use it again?” One of the protagonists asked.

Han Yu replied, “Unfortunately, there are restrictions on the use of my prophecy, and I won’t be able to use it again for several days due to the cooldown.”

“Regardless of how the chaos was caused, those Duke-level villains will undoubtedly take advantage of it. Although this is the headquarters of the Holy See, we must still be cautious,” he added.

“Well, based on Han Yu’s prophecy, it seems like we’ll be safe for the time being if we stay at the Holy See headquarters. So now we need to discuss whether we should stay here or escape from the capital,” another protagonist chimed in.

Li Fei interjected, “I think we should run away. If we stay in the palace guard, we’ll be killed for sure.”

However, another protagonist disagreed and said, “I want to stay in the Holy See. I’m planning to join the formal Knights Templar soon. As long as I don’t act as recklessly as Tang Hua, the Earl of Blackstone won’t have a reason to come after me.”

“I’m not leaving either,” said another. “My golden finger can only develop the fastest at the Academy of Magic. I want to face the challenges head-on. But, of course, we can discuss the details later.”

The discussion continued, with each protagonist expressing their opinions on whether to stay or leave. In the end, one of them decided to leave the capital, while the others chose to stay and face the challenges that lay ahead.

“…..”

Let’s discuss the protagonists one by one. Some of them were stirred with great ambitions to become gods, while others decided to stay in the capital. This was especially true for those who were highly valued in the Holy See and Magic Academy. On the other hand, there were also protagonists who were still preparing to escape. As for the main character, they took a wait-and-see approach to see how the situation unfolded.

……

“The power of God.” In the nobles’ area, several duke-level villains chatted as well. Compared to the protagonists, they appeared much calmer. They also naturally yearned for the power of God, but at that moment, they were more concerned about the success or failure of their plans. “According to previous years’ experience, the blessing ceremony will end before noon, and when it is almost over, you can act.” “Well, don’t worry, I will arrange it.”

After a pause, one of them asked, “When?”

After the rain of flower petals filled the sky, a long bell rang through the entire square. “Believers take the stage!” immediately afterwards, a bishop’s voice sounded. Then, among the crowd, those devout believers who were qualified to take part in the blessing ceremony began to climb up to the high platform in the middle under the envious eyes of everyone around them. Not all of these believers were of high status. In fact, quite a few were civilians.

These civilians all lived in their respective areas, including well-known devout believers. For instance, there was an aunt in her sixties who reportedly began a year-long journey on foot to the capital. She would take three steps, kneel, and then take nine steps, followed by prostration. Throughout her journey, not even vicious robbers dared to approach her!

In some places, there were also highly respected elderly individuals who were deeply pious. Many of these individuals had been blessed by the goddess, which is why they tended to live longer than others and remained in good spirits. They played an important role in stabilising their communities and increasing the piety of local believers. However, the blessings of the gods were selective, and there were fewer magicians among these people. Knights, especially Temple Knights, were more prevalent.

In Su Mo’s opinion, this was because those who had a greater understanding of the mysteries of the world were less likely to be religiously devout. After all, if one had the potential to become a god, would they still be devoted to other deities? Knights had a difficult time increasing their strength and becoming gods. They placed great importance on chivalry and loyalty, which were different from piety.

In addition, divine magicians derived much of their power from the gods. This was quite distinct from the pursuits of magicians who sought to explore the mysteries of the world and understand its essence. Furthermore, piety and loyalty were two very different concepts. Gods required the piety of believers to generate faith in the heavens, while loyalty was highly valued in the Abyss. Loyalty in this context could stem from submission to great power or out of fear.

……….

“Miles, help me up,” an old voice sounded.

“Yes, Father,” Miles, who was wearing a noble robe, helped the old man up.

The old man was an old duke who had long since handed over all his power to Miles since he was already old and weak. Miles was the one with the strongest comprehensive strength among the silver-rank villains.

Together, Miles and the old Duke walked up to the high platform. Apparently, the old duke had received the blessing, which would allow him to live for a few more years. The other old dukes had not been given this opportunity, as being a noble did not guarantee to receive the blessing. Some nobles even felt overwhelmed after taking office, but quotas needed to be given to appease the entire aristocratic class. Therefore, Miles’ father received the blessing, as did some other nobles, but Miles himself did not receive it.

Finally, Miles helped the old Duke up to the high platform. Then, he was taken aback as Su Mo walked past him towards the centre of the platform. Miles wondered if Su Mo was also qualified to be there, but then he realised it was probably due to the qualification given by the Queen of the Crescent Moon.

Miles felt a little displeased that Su Mo didn’t even acknowledge him, despite his efforts to win him over. He was the heir to the duke, and the old duke he supported was also present. But Su Mo didn’t even say hello.

Miles thought to himself that sooner or later, he would find a way to deal with Su Mo. After helping the old Duke to a position near the centre, Miles made another discovery when he returned.

“The Earl of Blackstone Territory is sitting in the middle,” Miles returned and made another discovery.

Su Mo actually resided at the centre of the high platform, right beside the Crescent Queen. Even Cardinal Fellen sat on their periphery. “This soft rice is delicious, tsk tsk…” Grumbled a sour duke heir who couldn’t enjoy such privileges.

It was no wonder he couldn’t hide his smugness, considering he had reached the core position in one fell swoop. With his status, he certainly had no way of accessing the secrets of the Holy See’s core. He also had no clue that the Queen of the Crescent Moon hadn’t relied on him to take that position.

“Look at the position of the Earl of Blackstone Territory…The Queen of the Crescent Moon was too kind to him…Damn it, even if I get the Queen in the future, it will not be complete…” Muttered the protagonists, who were themselves envious of Su Mo’s position.

“….”

Meanwhile, the common people didn’t take the situation seriously, and many of them even enjoyed it. After over an hour, all those who were qualified to participate in the blessing ceremony sat on the high platform. They had taken a shower, changed their clothes, and refrained from eating or drinking water all day just to keep their bodies clean.

“With so many people and such a large-scale blessing, it must be difficult for the Crescent Goddess to descend in a short time after the blessing is over,” sneered an heir to the duke, looking at the dense crowd on the high platform.

“When~” the long bell rang again, and immediately afterwards, a large amount of holy light hung down from the sky. “It’s about to start!” Everyone cheered up. The holy lights quickly gathered to form a bright beam of light. However, this time, something unusual happened.

“Huh? This has never happened before,” some people watched with wide-open eyes.

Then, they saw an angel with a pair of white wings on his back, dressed in white armour and with a sacred aura surging from his body, slowly descending from the beam of light.

“Wow~” Everyone gasped in awe.

“Could it be that the Crescent Goddess noticed something and unexpectedly sent an angel ahead of time?” the villains’ complexions changed when they saw the angel.

At this moment, Miles’ eyes moved. He received news from the sanctuary in the family. “The aura is not very strong, and at most, it can maintain the combat power of a demigod for some time. The purpose of coming here should be mainly to deter. Don’t worry too much. The power of the demon god is not something she can manage.”

Miles quickly posted Sanctuary’s observations to the group, calming the hearts of the other villains.