After completely deciphering the structure of Divinity, ordinary gods held no secrets for Su Mo. As long as he grasped their divine structure, creation and resurrection were merely a matter of a thought.
Just as the reborn Michael had immediately submitted to Su Mo, the Forge God Ocain also became his follower.
The world of No Game No Life was one where creations must unconditionally obey their creators. As the creator of the Forge God Ocain, Su Mo naturally received his extreme loyalty.
The Dwarfs didn't understand what was happening, but under Ocain's authority, they too knelt to the ground, expressing their respect and submission to the creator of their creator.
"My Lord God… you can even resurrect a god?"
The most surprised of all was Synk. She had witnessed Ocain's demise and his resurrection with her own eyes. To be able to manipulate even the life and death of a god, her own Lord God had surpassed her imagination.
"Mm." Su Mo nodded, glanced at her, and immediately guessed what she was thinking. "If you so desire, the Forest God Kainas can also be resurrected."
"...I think I'll pass on that!" After a moment's hesitation, Synk immediately shook her head, showing no intention of saving her former Master God.
"Although Lord Kainas is not completely useless, his presence would hinder my work. Even if he were to be resurrected, it would have to wait until I have completed your task."
Unlike the Forge God Ocain, Kainas's relationship with his Elves was not particularly close, and his own talents were not outstanding, which was why Su Mo hadn't resurrected him.
Skipping over this topic, Synk looked at the submissive Ocain with a hint of regret.
"My Lord God, you don't plan to make a move against the Dwarfs? To destroy these ugly moles?"
Hearing this, the Dwarfs and the Forge God Ocain glared at the woman. Although they had submitted, the grudge between the two races had not disappeared. To make them forget their hatred would probably be harder than making them kill themselves.
Su Mo was not surprised by this contradictory situation, nor did he intend to resolve it.
"Just like you, the Dwarfs also have a divine-tier genius, possessing considerable value. Now that they have submitted, there is naturally no reason to destroy them."
Hearing this, all the Dwarfs breathed a sigh of relief. Regardless, they had escaped the calamity of extinction.
"A divine-tier genius?" The Forge God Ocain froze for a moment, then glanced at Roni behind him. "Does my Lord God think so highly of this boy?"
From Su Mo's attitude, it seemed he appreciated this boy more than himself. As his creator, he felt great honor, but also some surprise.
It wasn't just him. Synk also cast a curious glance at this genius who was evaluated by Su Mo to be on the same level as herself, then she averted her gaze in disgust.
In the aesthetics of the Elves, Dwarfs were no different from cockroaches and rats. If Su Mo hadn't spoken up, she would never have admitted that her talent was on the same level as this rat's.
Compared to Ocain, Roni's mind was much more active. After roughly understanding the situation, he boldly asked, "May I ask, Your Majesty, Lord God, is there anything we Dwarfs can do for you?"
With the god Ocain resurrected, the great grudge was settled. Next, they had to consider the development of their race.
Having witnessed the strength Su Mo had just displayed, he knew deeply that Su Mo was not to be trifled with.
If you can't beat them, join them. He wanted to show his value to gain Su Mo's protection. And as it happened, this was the reason Su Mo had spared them.
"I gave Synk a task before, which was to draw upon the cosmic energy outside the Elemental Corridors, the imaginary internal energy, through the divine essence. This is the reason she succeeded as the second Forest God."
Su Mo glanced at Synk, then said to Roni, "Now, I give you the same task. You will conduct this research simultaneously."
Hearing this, the faces of the two divine-tier geniuses stiffened. They both sensed something was amiss.
Sure enough, the condition Su Mo stated next made their hearts sink.
"The one who completes the task first can make a not-too-unreasonable demand of the laggard's race, including but not limited to making the other's race obey their commands for a period of time. Of course, any form of harm to the physical safety of the other's race is not allowed."
He stated the extremely harsh penalty clause in a very leisurely tone.
Not allowing harm to physical safety meant that mental humiliation was not prohibited. Although the punishment was on a racial level, the gods themselves were transcendent and unaffected, but they would lose their most important dignity.
If the Elves won, the Dwarfs might be forced to have words like "mole" or "coward" tattooed on their faces, and vice versa.
For other races, such a punishment, though severe, might not be comparable to the danger of death. But for the Elves and Dwarfs, this punishment was more unacceptable than being killed on the spot.
No matter what, they absolutely could not lose!
At this moment, the same belief ignited in everyone's hearts.
"My Lord God, I understand! Please wait patiently for the news of my success. At that time, I will surely make the Dwarfs perform a clown show befitting their position as moles!" Synk covered her mouth and smiled lightly, her eyes full of hostility as she looked at Ocain and the others.
"Your Majesty, Lord God! We Dwarfs will not disappoint your expectations!" Divine fire also ignited in Roni's eyes, and the entire Dwarf race was now united against a common enemy.
Death before losing to the Elves!
"Very good! For the sake of fairness, I will temporarily give you this power."
Having successfully motivated the two sets of tools, Su Mo nodded in satisfaction, then casually tossed a particle of light at Roni. In the next moment, the divine might of the Forge God radiated in all directions, but the owner of this might was Roni.
A divine-tier genius naturally had to be matched with divine-tier power to perform at their best.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, Lord God!"
After realizing he possessed god-level power, Roni and all the Dwarfs were ecstatic. If before, their attitude toward Su Mo was mostly fear and awe, now there was a lot more reverence.
Don't underestimate the addition of just one god-level combatant. For the situation and status of the Dwarfs, this was a qualitative improvement. One must know, the neighboring Elves now had only one Old Deus.
"..."
Seeing the joyful appearance of the Dwarfs, Synk sneered.
When it came to research, only idiots thought the more people, the better. She was definitely not envious that their god could cooperate so well with their genius. Definitely not!
To be honest, the conditions for the Elves and Dwarfs were not equal, but Su Mo had no intention of making further adjustments. Because what he wanted was not fairness, but results. As long as he could motivate both sides, any means would do.
After successfully dealing with the Dwarfs, Ocain and Roni handed over all the divine essences to Su Mo, not even keeping the Essence Bomb technique.
Since their trump card was not enough to change the situation, they would hand this power over to their superior.
The theory of Divinity-based explosions was nothing to Su Mo, and the Essence Bomb technique was something he could understand at a glance.
So, after a brief understanding of their method of creating divine essences, he left with the Flügel.
In order to defeat the Dwarfs, Synk also immediately returned to her own country, wanting to start her divine essence research as soon as possible.
"So, besides these artificial divine essences, have you found any other targets?" Su Mo asked, looking at the thousand-plus Flügel girls before him.
The Dwarfs' artificial divine essences were clearly not his target. Now that these problems were solved, if the Flügel hadn't found any other targets, they would have to start searching again.
"No!"
"We haven't either!"
The Flügel shook their heads. They had only come because they had received a distress signal. Before that, they had indeed found nothing. Things like divine essences were extremely rare, even in the world of No Game No Life.
Fortunately, not everyone had come up empty-handed.
"Um, Lord Su Mo, I found something!" a Flügel girl timidly raised her hand, immediately drawing everyone's attention.
"Although I'm not sure if it's the right thing, the detection technique did react. I was just about to check it when someone called for help, so I didn't get a good look."
"If the technique reacted, then it can't be wrong!" Su Mo said with certainty. "In that case, let's go check this… wait, before that, let me help you all recover your strength!"
Looking at the large group of lolis before him, Su Mo suddenly had a sense of déjà vu, like a kindergarten teacher.
"Recover our strength?"
Hearing this, Azriel's eyes lit up, then she lowered her head in dejection.
"It won't work, meow! There's nothing wrong with our condition; it's just a side effect of overusing our power. If we go to a special treatment room, it would probably take a few years to recover to our peak. Even Lord Artosh can't solve this. Lord Su Mo doesn't need to waste his energy, meow!"
Hearing this, Su Mo shook his head and extended his right hand.
In an instant, it was as if something had happened, and yet as if nothing had happened at all.
Then, he casually asked, "How do you feel now?"
"How do I feel, meow… w-wait, what's going on, meow?! I've returned to my peak, meow!"
Noticing that her gaze, which had been level with Jibril's fair little belly, had suddenly moved up to her neck, Azriel was shocked to realize she had grown up.
Looking back, it wasn't just her. All the Flügel had returned to their peak state within a few seconds.
"How is that possible, meow? How did you do that, meow?!" Azriel was shocked again, her eyes shining as she looked at Su Mo.
"If we Flügel can recover so quickly after releasing Heaven's Strike, wouldn't we be invincible… wouldn't we be very strong, meow?"
Thinking of Su Mo, she didn't dare to claim invincibility, but she was still very excited. Unlimited use of Heaven's Strike—if she could really do that, she was confident she could lead the Flügel to wipe out all the Old Deus except Su Mo and Artosh.
"It's just a simple application of spacetime power, nothing special." Su Mo shook his head. "Since the Dragonia can use time convergence to overwrite the present with their peak state, then using it in reverse, I can also overwrite the present with your state from a dozen minutes ago."
This immortality caused by time convergence could also be used to restore one's state.
If the Dragonia weren't so greedy for that vast amount of Elementals and didn't infinitely stack their own power, they wouldn't have self-destructed just because their defense was broken.
If time convergence were used purely as a means of recovery, it would be a divine skill without any weaknesses.
"I don't understand, meow. In short, only Lord Su Mo can do it, right?" Azriel scratched her head and summarized.
"If you're willing… never mind, you can't. Jibril, on the other hand, could learn it."
After a careful look at Azriel, Su Mo shook his head and turned his gaze to Jibril. Among the many gods he had slain, quite a few had spacetime Authorities. Similar techniques could be achieved through the power of Divinity.
"Why can't I, meow?! I'm not that stupid, meow!"
Hearing Su Mo's evaluation, Azriel burst into tears. She wasn't so dumb that she couldn't understand his underlying meaning.
Seeing her unwillingness, Raphael at the side patted her on the shoulder and comforted her, "Don't mind it, Azriel. Even if you're a bit dumb, you're still the big sister of the Flügel. We'll take care of you!"
Hearing this, Azriel opened her mouth, thought for two seconds, and then understood what she meant. She instantly broke down.
"…That's not comforting at all, meow!"
Seeing her like this, the Flügel girls sighed and came over to comfort her.
It wasn't until they reached a new area and found the divine essence sleeping in the wild under the guidance of a Flügel girl that Azriel finally calmed down.
"Master, is this the target you were looking for?" Jibril asked curiously, watching Su Mo begin to revive the ink-pot-like divine essence.
"That's right!" Su Mo nodded, the power he was pouring into his hand steady and clear.
Under his interference, this sleeping divine essence was gradually activated, and the figure of a young girl in a shrine maiden's attire slowly appeared.
Sensing the young girl's divine essence, Su Mo subjugated it while awakening it. Before long, the young girl with vacant eyes opened them blankly. The first thing she saw was Su Mo's hand on her head.
"Welcome back to this world, Holou, the God of Doubt."