Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses

Within the feral destruction zone, MF were shrugging off most of the damage given by the curse. She could just destroy and recreate every part that was corrupted by the attack but it seemed like the Divine Shield Crystal she had bonded with had already given her enough protection from curses by a moderate amount.

The hell that was supposed to turn a humanoid into a skeleton had become a massage sauna that tickles MF every once in a while.

"Hai hai, I guess my turn had been over the time limit."

MF snapped her finger. She forced out her mana into a shockwave. The Nerull's Bane symbols pill influenced this action and granted the wave a nullifying capability.

The dense lump of curses suddenly disappeared. Replaced by the cheers and joy from the residents of the heavenly domain as their deity managed to fend off the attack effortlessly.

MF gained a large amount of faith by just flexing her power in front of her followers.

+112 bits of 'faith of life'. Current amount: 1,217 bits.

+620 bits of 'faith of death'. Current amount: 5,845 bits

+200 bits of 'faith of determination'. Current amount: 4,855 bits

+100 bits of 'faith of perpetual creation'.

'Guess flexing is the way to go for a new deity like me.'

MF was just too excited at this point. Relaxing once in a while might be fundamental for her stressed brain. Not like becoming a deity gave her any supernatural ability of two thousand IQ instantly ingrained in her brain.

Might as well play a little bit.

The lesser minor deity dropped her jaw. "H-how!?"

"My dear." The Ouroboros threw her left hand to the side, posing as she leaned her chin to her right shoulder. "Have you even checked my portfolio?"

"Tch, why would I? A new deity like you shouldn't be that—FOUR DIVINITIES WITH ONE NON-MINOR PORTFOLIO, HOLY SHIT!!"

The lesser deity kneeled instantly with forehead slammed to the ground. Her mind suddenly became numb as if there were no emotion left on her face that was kissing the morning dew on grass.

MF slightly opened her eyes, grinning maniacally. "This is my land, capische?"

"Uuuuuh, as you wish…"

'So portfolio is everything, huh. Why do I feel like this is the same with mortals' status of wealth in power? Turns out, being a deity wasn't really easy after all.'

Now this begged MF a question. How was Ki still alive? She had no shrine nor a sliver of faith's bits left but her vessel was stable as ever.

"Do you still have followers?"

"I won't tell you! I don't want you to take them away from me, or else I'll die!"

'Ah, she is not the brightest deity around, isn't it? Guess she could still feel the streamlines of faith that were still connected to her soul.'

A wicked idea suddenly ran through MF's veins. Her grin widened as she startled the poor lesser minor deity of curse kneeling on the ground.

MF utilized her 'Minor Overseer' to check on the streamlines of followers Ki had.

'I see, so fourteen followers are enough to maintain a true deity.'

Ki might have been created with a lot of faith back then. Either it was a misaligned energy clumped to create a lesser minor of the original portfolio, or she was more of the results of the Neamh cycle of life itself. MF didn't know if appraising others deity followers was rude or not. Regardless, the deity in front of her was just a poor girl who didn't have the incentive to go out of her comfortable line.

'Let's bully her more.'

In the middle of the mental harassment, the soil near Ki had risen above the ground, creating a dirt sculpture of a person with a straw hat and unusual outfit.

The sculpture then cracked, the shell on the left eye fell over, revealing a lethargic blue pupil of a person.

"Lady Ouroboros, I shall cease your attempt on playing with this fool of ours."

The brittle soil was scrapped part by part, manifesting a slender woman with long silversh yellow hair and baggy eyes. She had a long viscoelastic tongue akin to a frog, dangling from the edge of her mouth.

The ground and her feet were connected by a wooden geta, balancing on one long toe that looked more like a rod. Due to it, she was on the same height as the tall Ouroboros.

'Another deity. She must be the senior of this lesser deity of curse. Not only that, she knew my name from the start, hmm.'

MF checked this frog tongued lady's divine symbol.

She was the 'Major Deity of the Mountain', and the 'Deity of Harvest'. Thousands of years of wisdom was emitted from her presence and few words in a sentence alone. The grass near her feet began to grow faster, sheltering her legs among the tall green.

"I haven't done anything." MF shrugged.

"I know, gero. I apologize for this lass' misconduct in the name of Lunatic Runagate. I'm Suwa, the 'Deity of Harvest. Misunderstanding aside, it would be comforting if you ought to reconsider joining our circle of pantheon."

"What is the benefit of me joining? What if I don't? Why was your group pantheon referred to as an Evil Circle? This humble deity is a lawful neutral, I won't indulge in contempt for any atrocious act." Her aura of divinity began to manifest within her speech, creating fiery ink that shrouded her existence. "I might be a new pseudo deity but I have a solid domain and foundation that allows me to survive pursuing divinity alone.

"Not to mention, it's a huge wonder if a major deity like you is a part of this 'Evil Circle'. Honorable Suwa, you introduced yourself with your lowest divinity. I hope you can sate my hunger for knowledge in this trying time."

Despite MF's effort of trying to be prudent and irritable, it didn't budge the major deity of the mountain.. Either Suwa had achieved nirvana or her lethargic eyes show that she didn't get paid enough for this, this deity might have a clear aim on converting MF to her circle of pantheons.