Mystery: She came from the Chaos Sea

Chapter 34 My Woodcarvings Come to Life
Glancing at Leodro, Hermione nodded calmly and said, "Yes. Later, I will integrate all the potion research within the tribe and systematically explain my current status to you. I hope that you can also transcend the shackles that have shackled humanity for thousands of years."

"Of course, I'm not a true deity like the Giant King."

The moment the name of the Giant King was mentioned, Hermione's soul was touched by the distant and undisguised gaze.

It is the "Giant King" Ormir.

There was no divine punishment, which seemed to indicate that I was condoning my actions.

Hermione continued calmly, "Even those subordinate gods can easily wipe out my life."

"But..." Seeing the slight disappointment on the faces of the parliamentarians, Hermione further explained:
"I now truly possess divinity and a mythical form."

"Mythical form?" The congressmen looked at each other in bewilderment. They had never come across this term, but some recalled their experiences of coming into contact with those divine creatures - just a glance, the indescribable cognition almost detonated their spirituality.

"Like this." Hermione's deep black eyes turned into golden vertical eyes, and the figure of a gray-white dragon faintly emerged from her body. This gesture was fleeting in the blink of an eye, but it made the parliamentarians present shed tears of blood.

Don’t look directly at God!
Everyone present lowered their heads.

Hermione had anticipated this situation. She curled her lips and continued, "I've named this state 'Demigod.' As the name suggests, my mythical form is incomplete, retaining many human characteristics. Of course, the main reason is that my current ability and level of constructing mythical forms are too low."

"Praise my Lord." Leodro, still with his head bowed, asked, "So, if your form is truly complete, you will become a god?"

"I've already restrained this form," Hermione explained with a smile, then added vaguely, "The complete form... Actually, I don't know. After all, I've only just gained this power. Maybe it's close."

At this time, Severus spoke again: "Does your statue... have any special requirements?"

"Smaller, more numerous. Try to cover every household," said Hermione.

The size cannot exceed the ritual of the statues of the giant gods, but there is no limit on the number. Hermione will naturally not miss any opportunity to restore the faith of the tribal humans.

Over the next two days, the tribe continued to hold ceremonies that were extremely lively.

Hermione, however, rarely had any free time in her home.

Nominally, she was sorting out her potion system at home, so no one came to disturb her, and no one dared to approach Hermione yet.

Hermione found it difficult to adjust to this tranquility for a moment—others didn't mind, but the figure who was always at home hadn't returned either.

"Is the anomaly over there in the lake so troublesome? I hope nothing unexpected will happen..." Hermione thought idly, mixed with some random worries.

Then she thought of how Amanesis had asked her to be his first believer before he left.

How about praying for Him?
I am a demigod after all... although that doesn't include any luck abilities.

"Since I have nothing to do, I might as well make a wooden sculpture of Him as a model."

Severus had previously sent her some of her own sculpture models, all of which were sacred in appearance and could be hung on the wall to ward off evil spirits.

Hermione picked up a piece at random and, with a few strokes of the paint, transformed her wooden sculpture into a woman with the body shape of Amanesis.

"What kind of pattern should I carve?"

As if by some strange coincidence, Hermione carved out the beautiful face of Amanissis first, and then began to carve the body.

Because her sculpted body reveals the graceful figure of Amanissis.

Having lived and eaten with Amanesis for almost a year, Hermione, with her extraordinary powers of observation and memory, could depict every part of Amanesis with such vividness that she didn't even need to observe her.

Hermione chuckled and shook her head.

“Humanity is maintained quite well.”

Amidst Hermione's self-deprecation, the wooden sculpture of Amanesis shattered into pieces.

After conducting a major test of human nature using the wood carving of Amanesis, Hermione restrained her unrestrained mentality and seriously carved a six-armed goddess wearing a black dress and a veil.

"The goddess is extremely beautiful in human form, but her mythical form is also quite fascinating." Hermione held the wooden sculpture in her hands, as if praying. "'Goddess of Misfortune', your faithful followers await your return."

Somehow, Hermione felt that she had some kind of mystical connection with Amanesis.

It was as if they could communicate from a distance, but Amanesis didn't respond.

"It seems to be really useful..." Hermione, who was just trying it out casually, looked at the wooden carving in her hand in surprise.

Is this the power of prayer and response that a god of Amanesis's level possesses?
I'm a little envious... of this convenient ability.

After a moment's thought, Hermione placed it among the pile of her sculpture molds.

After cleaning up, she looked down and saw the powder of the destroyed statue left on the ground.

Inexplicably, Hermione suddenly had a bad feeling, as if she were guilty of something. She quickly swept up the powder on the ground, completely destroying all traces of the corpse.

After this incident, Hermione felt embarrassed to stay at home and lie down any longer. Facts have proved that she, who has maintained a good human nature, is prone to doing some extraordinary things when she is idle, alone, and stays at home for a long time.

Hermione used the drunken dreams of some people in the tribe to perform "dream travel", constantly jumping from one dream to another, and in a few flashes, she arrived at the meeting hall.

Severus, who was on duty in the council chamber, saw Hermione and immediately stood up quickly and gentlemanly and said, "Praise my Lord."

Ever since Leodro shouted this, the overall tone of the council had been distorted, and Hermione could hear such praises from everyone she met.

"Are you alone?" Hermione tossed the parchment scroll she brought with her to Severus. "This is the potion system I organized. If you look through it carefully, you will understand my current situation. If you have any questions, write them down and give them to me."

The parchment scroll divides the potion sequences into different levels, and organizes the knowledge before Sequence 7 based on the more well-researched methods in the tribe.

The "Dialogue" pathway is organized into Sequence 4, which Hermione specifically used to express the difference between Sequence 4 and Sequence 5.

Severus suppressed the urge to immediately open the parchment and read it. He nodded and said, "As you wish."

With a greeting and a farewell, Leodro and Severus said goodbye one after another.

These two seem to be good missionaries. In fact, we can consider having them spread the gospel to other tribes.

Just as Hermione was about to turn and leave, Severus hurriedly said, "My Lord, a visiting card from the giants was delivered not long ago. I would like to ask you to review it."

"A visiting card? Not a notice." Hermione couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. The giants had never been so polite before. Could it be that her becoming a demigod made them hesitate?

It shouldn't be...

(End of this chapter)