Fantasy / Adventure / Romance / Tragedy / System / Reincarnation · Ongoing

Global Gods: My Divine Realm Evolves Infinitely!

by FIRST_BLUD

Caelum Voss awakened a divine domain spanning nine square kilometers, a rare and coveted scale that immediately set him apart from his peers. While most freshmen struggled to cultivate low-grade races such as Goblins, Murlocs, and other lesser species, Caelum had already taken a different path. He built a Hobgoblin legion. Mid-grade, disciplined, and frighteningly fast-growing, the race flourished under his guidance. His progress was so extraordinary that even the Academy couldn't afford to ignore him. By every measure, Caelum was a prodigy. Then he reached for something beyond his grasp. Using a Forbidden Technique known as the Bloodline Ascension Technique, he attempted to evolve his Hobgoblins into Orcs, hoping to force an entire tier of evolution in a single leap. He failed. Not because of incompetence. Something else had gone wrong. An unknown force descended without warning and devoured everything he had built. His followers were annihilated. His divine domain was shattered. His path to godhood was cut short. Overnight, the most promising deity of his generation became a broken failure. But within the ruins of that failure, something dormant stirred. The catastrophic evolution had cracked open a power Caelum had carried unknowingly since his previous life on another Earth. The Creation Pearl awakened. And with it, a completely different legend began. --- Countless True Gods stared at the figure before them. For the first time in their immortal lives, they felt completely powerless. A thousand True Gods. Hundreds of millions of familiars. An army vast enough to overwhelm almost anything that dared stand against it. It should have been an unstoppable force. Yet from the moment their assault began, their familiars simply disappeared. No clash. No struggle. No resistance. They surged forward like an endless tide, only to vanish into nothingness before ever reaching their target. One after another. Thousands became millions. Millions became nothing. The gods watched in growing horror as their greatest advantage was erased without effort. The terror that settled over them wasn't the fear of pain. It wasn't even the fear of death. It was something far worse. Incomprehension. The dawning realization that everything they understood about power had become meaningless. They weren't facing an army. They weren't facing a god. They weren't even facing a man. Only then did they understand the truth. They had never been fighting Caelum. They had been standing before something far beyond him.

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