Now, the gods in the sky left only a sense of illusion that was both familiar and strange to Heim Horn.
There seemed to be an invisible barrier separating them.
The reason for this feeling is that
The names of these legislators could no longer be recalled in their memories.
Their real names have all been replaced, leaving only the "deity" names bestowed upon them by the Grand Master.
Even Ryan Kent was unaware of it.
His gaze fell on a bird-man senator with outstretched wings in the sky.
In his memory, the senator's name had been completely forgotten.
He could not recall who these congressmen were originally.
I can only try to find the other person's new name in my own long-held memories.
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In Victor's view, the original names above the heads of these councilors, who had been given divine names by the archmage, were visible.
Under the glow, it faded away like a phantom.
And from that hazy state, one by one, brand new names slowly rose from above their heads.
Freya, Frey, Baldr, Hodr, Tyr...
The constant changes in names even made Viktor himself feel a little disoriented.
At this moment, he could even hear,
Countless viewers around the world gasped in amazement as they watched the broadcast on the natural bird's screen.
“That councilor… ah, no, that god, I remember his name was Tyr?”
"And Freya, if I remember correctly, these two are said to be siblings?"
"And the Badr and Hoddle brothers!"
As their names changed, so did the way people addressed these legislators.
They no longer referred to the figures in the sky as councilors, but as true gods.
In fact, most ordinary people were unaware that the names of these legislators had changed.
Not everyone possesses the exceptional intelligence of figures like Heim Horn.
The moment the Grand Master bestowed the divine name upon them, their image and identity as councilors were fundamentally replaced.
One can imagine that even people from outside this world,
When I saw these lawmakers, I couldn't recall their names.
However, Viktor was unaffected by this.
He still remembers the names of each member of parliament.
But he knew that, as if an invisible hand had easily redrawn the rules of the entire world and effortlessly changed their names.
These legislators became gods recognized by the entire world.
"I see."
As soon as Victor finished speaking, he nimbly turned around and twisted.
They dodged the two incoming streaks of star-shaped missiles, letting the lights that traced long trails in the air fly into the distance.
The next second, a sharp, cold light whistled out from the crack in the distance, heading straight for Victor.
The pale slash tore through the darkness, leaving a shimmering white blade trail in the air, and reached directly where Victor was.
However, Victor was prepared.
He deftly manipulated the surrounding space, skillfully deflecting the incoming blade of light from its original trajectory, causing it to collide with the previous meteor's path.
He easily dodged two more attacks, but Viktor's gaze remained fixed on the archmage.
He seemed completely unconcerned about the relentless attacks from Aurelia and Gwen.
Without the archmage's attacks, he appeared even more composed.
"As expected, Chaos was right."
"In this world, a name is everything to a person."
In the game world, the name of a game character is naturally extremely important.
Therefore, the Grand Master only needed to give these councilors some names of gods and allocate some of his faith power.
This made these councilors gods.
This inspired some of his ideas.
Victor did not question how the archmage knew these god names.
Since he calls himself Odin, it is not surprising that he knows the names of other gods below Odin.
Of course, the power of faith derived from a name and a high mage alone is far from enough.
Most importantly, it is the faith of countless people around the world.
People believed that the Council of Mages was the savior, and their worship and recognition of the Council of Mages never wavered.
The excitement and support reached their peak, especially as the legislators were about to be deified.
In this way, they obtained their priesthood and sufficient faith through their names.
Ultimately, he truly became a god.
Even in Victor's eyes, the rank of these councilors steadily rose under the blessing of their faith.
"Ha ha ha ha."
The high priest stroked his beard with one hand, squinted his eyes, and laughed loudly and confidently.
“Victor, the whole world believes in us.”
"And on your side, it seems that no god can help you."
"Now, what chance do you have of winning?"
His gaze sharpened, his voice rose several octaves, and his arrogant tone echoed in the air.
It seemed to cause a tremor throughout the entire sky, giving countless viewers a thunderous echo.
Indeed, since those gods appeared in the world, the archmage's camp has clearly gained an overwhelming advantage.
Leaving aside the fact that Gwen and Aurelion, two awakened powerhouses, continued to attack Viktor.
Today, people all over the world worship the gods who were transformed from the council of mages.
As for Viktor's side
Aside from the evil god who previously intended to destroy the world, it seems that only Hades, the god of the underworld, remains.
What kind of waves can Hades, who merely accepts the faith of the dead, possibly make?
At this moment, audiences around the world almost share the same thought.
Including the members of the Mage Council.
Heim Horn watched Victor's agile figure darting back and forth in the sky, lost in thought.
It seems that Viktor's chances of winning have completely disappeared.
Could he finally witness Victor's true defeat?
But just as he realized this, Heim Horn suddenly understood.
He seemed to realize something, and a bold yet absurd idea rose from the bottom of his mind.
No, that's not right, is it?
Did Viktor plan all this, setting up so many traps, just to experience failure?
Heimhorn always felt that this idea was somewhat absurd; how could someone set up so many traps just to fail?
He instinctively tried to deny the idea.
However, current signs seem to indicate that his guess may be correct.
And without realizing it, one's own thinking tends to believe this guess.
Would Viktor really stage such a scene just to experience the taste of defeat?
Heim Horn muttered to himself.
But then, Viktor's cold laughter echoed from the sky.
"You actually say I have no chance of winning?"
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