Becoming a God Starts with Acting-Chapter 84: [The River God’s Wife] - Nerio’s Part (END)

[I’ve already taken my pants off, and Nerio is showing me this?]

[Unrelated comment, but bro up there, why did you take your pants off?]

[Aaaaaa, I can’t believe it! Could it be that Nerio is a god? How could there be such an undignified god? He deceived all of humanity!]

Indeed, all of humanity must have been fooled by Nerio.

"Bang!" Fank shot up from his chair, causing it to topple over with a loud crash in the office. But at this moment, no one paid him any attention because they were all experiencing the same feeling.

Nerio... is a god? The strongest god?

What the hell is going on?!

"So this is the second god that Priest Silvanus mentioned?" someone muttered.

Drake clutched his head and stormed out of the office, kicking the door open as if he couldn’t accept that he had been deceived like this. He had even prayed to the Prophet to save Nerio—and what the hell is happening right now?! Nerio was actually the Prophet’s "colleague"? The Prophet was probably laughing at him from above!

Meanwhile, inside the dungeon, the furious monster roared at the sudden obstacle in its way. Countless sharp water tornadoes formed around it, surging straight toward Nerio.

But Nerio didn’t move. Not even an inch.

"Crack, crack!" When those drilling whirlwinds neared him, they gradually froze over before shattering into countless glimmering ice shards, which quickly dissolved into the air.

"Graghhhh!" The monster roared in fury, raising its massive arms as if intending to crush Nerio directly!

"Watch out!" Leonard instinctively shouted, though his worry was undoubtedly meaningless. Because the moment the monster’s arms got close to Nerio, they instantly froze solid. Its stiffened hands and forearms made the monster uncomfortably shake them but with one swing—crack!—its frozen arms shattered into pieces!

The monster howled in agony, sending massive waves crashing throughout the dungeon, making the entire place tremble as if it were about to collapse.

But at this moment, something had changed.

The monster... was afraid. Its flowing robe-like form subtly recoiled, as if it wanted to flee.

"Too late."

Nerio spoke.

His voice was deep and resounding—a divine, commanding tone that made the entire dungeon tremble and instinctively forced those who heard it to lower their heads in submission.

He tapped his spear against the ground.

In an instant, massive, deep-blue waves surged around him before launching straight toward the monster.

The water transformed into a colossal vortex, engulfing the monster and swallowing its form whole.

No, it wasn’t just a metaphor.

The water had truly drowned the monster.

The water crashed straight down onto the ground—and the towering monster, over twenty meters tall, had vanished. Completely.

At the same time, the system’s announcement echoed:

[Dungeon "The River God’s Wife" is about to collapse. Congratulations, humanity has claimed victory. Countdown to teleportation gate activation: 10, 9...]

Simultaneously, the deep blue water began to seep into every corner of the dungeon, spreading and rising at an astonishing speed. A chilling aura accompanied it, freezing everything in its path—everything was turning to ice, all at once!

The once-lush green forest had transformed into a frozen wasteland. The towering trees, now made of ice, gradually dissolved into thin air. Even the ground cracked into fragments, disintegrating into shimmering ice dust floating into the atmosphere.

Never before had humanity witnessed such a breathtakingly beautiful destruction.

The entire dungeon was collapsing—yet there was no sound, no billowing dust clouds—

only countless glittering ice particles shifting through an endless spectrum of colors.

And in the midst of this spectacle stood Nerio.

His massive form gradually became hazy, dissolving into the air— revealing the familiar young boy they knew.

Suspended in midair, the small Nerio stood within the fading afterimage of his colossal self. He turned to face humanity, flashing a carefree, joyful grin: "That was really fun! Let’s play again next time!"

If one could ignore how this so-called "god" had made all of humanity hold their breath in terror, he truly did seem like nothing more than an innocent, playful young master.

Of course, when the humans saw Nerio smiling like that, a collective shiver ran down their spines.

Even as the blinding light of the system’s teleportation gate flared, Leonard refused to close his eyes. He wanted to etch Nerio’s silhouette into his memory—even if it was only a faint, fleeting image.

Then, a thick fog enveloped humanity, separating them into an entirely different space.

At that moment, a system notification appeared before them all:

[Please answer the question: What is the village’s secret?]

A five-minute countdown followed.

No one wanted to determine what would happen if the timer hit zero.

Alright then—of course, the system wouldn’t let them off so easily.

Matthew and the others exchanged glances.

Then, as if on cue, they all turned to look at Leonard—who stood there, utterly bewildered.

Suddenly, being stared at by six pairs of eyes snapped Leonard out of his thoughts, making him realize something was off.

He looked at Matthew and the others, puzzled. "Uh... is there... something wrong?"

At this moment, he instinctively shrank back, still looking as timid as ever, as if he wasn’t the same person who had nearly devoured them all inside the dungeon.

Taylor, visibly excited, blurted out, "Who else are we supposed to look at? You’re Nerio’s believer now, aren’t you?"

Matthew nodded in agreement. "That’s right. Nerio called him a believer. We all heard it."

Leonard looked utterly lost. And what does that have to do with anything?

[Lol, of course, it has everything to do with it. As Nerio’s believer, he should know everything, right? That’s definitely what everyone else is thinking, hahaha.]

[I bet Matthew already has a good guess about the village’s secret. But knowing how cautious he is, he probably thinks Nerio’s believer has the most accurate information!]

[I still can’t believe Nerio is a god...]

[I remember someone commented earlier that if Nerio were a god, Leonard would be his High Priest. That comment was a prophecy, right? Lol.]

[Yeah, for all we know, the gods are secretly watching us right now. Hahaha.]

That last comment made Silvanus—who was very openly "spying" on the chat—feel a little guilty.

Sometimes, he wondered if the viewers were the ones who could see the future. They somehow managed to predict things they never expected.

Silvanus sighed and glanced at his list of believers.

A new one had appeared next to Drake’s name—none other than Leonard.

That’s right. Silvanus had personally chosen Leonard as Nerio’s top believer.

Meanwhile, the others were still staring at Leonard with expectant eyes. freёwebnoѵel.com

Leonard’s gaze flickered as if his thoughts were in complete disarray, but he stepped forward to answer in the end.

"The village’s secret is..."

The moment he spoke, a long stream of words written in water suddenly appeared in his mind.

Leonard was so startled that he blurted out, "I knew you were watching me!"

His excited outburst earned him several strange looks.

And at that very moment—

"Hahaha!"

A childish laugh echoed in his mind.

It was Nerio.

Leonard’s entire face instantly turned beet red. His ears burned so hot they practically steamed, and he lowered his head in complete embarrassment, looking like a ripe tomato ready to burst.

[What the hell did Nerio do to Leonard? He looks like he’s about to cry...]

[Nerio appeared in Leonard’s mind! Unacceptable! That little brat should be inside my head!]

[Nerio is teasing Leonard right now. Damn it, I should be the one getting teased by Nerio!]

[I swear, if we had a vote right now, Nerio’s shota form would be fought over more than his divine form. Don’t think I don’t know what you degenerates are thinking!]

The nonstop flood of comments made Silvanus want to protest—Nerio hasn’t even said anything yet!