I Reborn as a God Within a Statue, And You Ask Me to Enslave All Gods?

At this moment, Ethan and Mia could clearly see the two men.

However, the tall and short duo could not perceive Ethan and Mia properly—it was as if they existed in a folded, uncontrollable space.

Behind Mia, three ghostly figures floated silently.

These were the spirits of the elderly villagers who had naturally passed away in recent days. Each of them had reached an E-rank level of faith before their deaths.

Owen had enhanced them into ghosts. Though they appeared aged, their souls had weathered the trials of time, making them far stronger than typical young ghosts.

Meanwhile, within the Divine Space, Owen felt the influx of Spice Points, swarming toward him like countless fireflies after the farmland had been transformed into Rich Soil.

At this moment, he was more convinced than ever that his earlier decision had been correct.

Such awe-inspiring miracles were undoubtedly the best way to deepen the villagers' faith.

He then glanced at his Devotee Interface.

[Daily Spice Point Generation]: 5,871

[S-Rank Devotees]: 0 ("Generates 100,000 Spice Points daily")