I Created a Containment Object at the Start, and Became a God

23: Verexos, the Messenger of a Thousand Throats!When the White Tiger heard that the Investigation Bureau wanted to meet the main god it believed in, the human-face patterns on its fleshy wings simultaneously showed angry expressions.

How could these mortals casually seek an audience with the supreme being?

Lin Zhi in the dimension noticed the White Tiger’s emotional fluctuations and couldn’t help but smile.

He understood the mindset of these dependents too well—they revered the deity as supreme, allowing no blasphemy.

Lin Cang’s mechanical eyes keenly caught the White Tiger’s displeasure, and he immediately corrected himself: ”Please don’t misunderstand, we have no intention of offending.”

His mechanical voice carried a rare reverence, ”We just hope to have an audience with that supreme being.”

He changed his tone and looked directly into the White Tiger’s eyes: ”Since you also consider yourself human, you should understand our difficulties, right?”

The White Tiger snorted, its fleshy wings trembling slightly: ”Of course I understand.” Its sharp claws carved several deep marks on the ground, ”The Investigation Bureau seeks the lord’s protection for the survival of humanity.”

A glimmer of hope flashed in Lin Cang’s mechanical eyes.

”But—” the White Tiger suddenly raised its voice, its dark golden pupils bursting with intimidating light, ”The almighty lord of the heavens has returned to Its world!”

It spread its wings, and the human faces on them simultaneously showed devout expressions, ”Even I cannot contact It!”

Hearing this, Lin Shuang, Bai Ting, and Zhang Wei exchanged glances.

Zhang Wei whispered, ”Is this guy telling the truth or lying?”

Bai Ting spread her hands, indicating she didn’t know either.

Lin Shuang quickly walked to Lin Cang’s side and quietly asked, ”Brother, what do we do now? It seems we can’t contact this being.”

Lin Cang gently waved his hand, signaling her not to worry, then took a step forward, a sharp glint flashing in his mechanical eyes: ”I think the lord of the heavens should be like other deities, right? As long as we recite the correct blessings and summoning prayers, we can have an audience with Him, right?”

This statement stunned Lin Shuang and the other two—they had never heard of such a method!

The White Tiger was also clearly taken aback, its white vertical pupils contracting slightly.

It thought to itself: It seems the official authorities have already contacted other deities, otherwise they wouldn’t know such a secret.

”Heh...” The White Tiger bared its teeth, revealing a meaningful smile, ”You know quite a lot.” It paused, and the human-face patterns on its fleshy wings simultaneously showed strange expressions, ”Indeed, that’s correct.”

Lin Cang’s mechanical lips curled slightly upward: ”Then, could you please provide the prayer? In exchange...”

His mechanical arm suddenly transformed, extending a data conduit, ”I can share the UMA coordinates controlled by the Investigation Bureau.”

The White Tiger’s pupils suddenly contracted, its gaze burning as it stared at the data conduit extended by Lin Cang.

UMA coordinates! This was exactly what it had dreamed of—with the official intelligence network, the efficiency of sacrificing monsters to the lord would increase exponentially!

Lin Cang keenly caught the White Tiger’s desire and continued to raise the stakes: ”We have tracked your movements.”

”Those UMAs you captured, were they all sacrificed to the lord of the heavens?” As he spoke, his gaze subtly swept over the White Tiger’s palm—

According to Wu Song and Zhang Wei, he devoured the Tooth Charm Queen using his palm, so it was very likely that the black hole was used for sacrifice.

”This gift should be to your liking.” Lin Cang’s voice carried a hint of temptation... In the dimensional space, Lin Zhi watched this scene and couldn’t help but smile. He hadn’t expected the Investigation Bureau to go to such lengths just to meet him.

”Interesting...” He murmured softly, his voice suddenly becoming ethereal and grand, entering the White Tiger’s ears through a special connection: ”You can tell them about my existence.”

This voice was no longer Lin Zhi’s usual tone, but a divine sound with multiple echoes—this was the vocal characteristic of a persona he created, ”Thousand-Throated Messenger Virexos.”

The White Tiger trembled all over, and the human faces on its fleshy wings simultaneously showed devout expressions.

The White Tiger suddenly knelt on one knee, bowing its head devoutly, as if listening to the will of some supreme being.

Strange light flickered in its dark white pupils, and it responded in a low, solemn voice:

”Great Thousand-Faced Oracle, messenger of the lord of the heavens... Your humble servant will convey your will to these humans.”

This sudden action left Lin Cang and the others exchanging glances.

On a distant rooftop, Wu Song, looking through his sniper scope, couldn’t help but mutter in the comms channel: ”What’s wrong with this guy? Why’s he suddenly going crazy?”

Bai Ting, however, narrowed her eyes thoughtfully: ”It looks like... he really did contact something.” She subconsciously touched her right eye, where a similar dark golden light had once flashed.

Data streams rapidly scrolled in Lin Cang’s mechanical eyes. He had seen the madness of those cultists at the Headquarters—the White Tiger’s current behavior was so similar to those believers!

The White Tiger slowly stood up, the human-face patterns on its fleshy wings all transforming into expressions of devout prayer: ”The almighty lord of the heavens is still sleeping...”

Its voice carried a rhythm that transcended human language, ”Unfortunately, you cannot behold His true form.”

Lin Cang frowned slightly: ”Then just now...?”

The White Tiger’s mouth suddenly stretched into an exaggerated arc, revealing a mouthful of fangs: ”Although you cannot see the lord, you can meet the Thousand-Faced Oracle—”

Its voice suddenly became ethereal, as if countless voices were speaking simultaneously, ”The divine messenger who is allowed to freely travel through the multiverse!”

Lin Cang’s brow furrowed tightly, and a storm raged in his heart—a deity actually had deity-level dependents?

In the classified documents he accessed at the Headquarters, the descriptions of such beings remained at vague concepts like ”life forms beyond human comprehension.”

However, now was not the time to dwell on these things.

But now was clearly not the time to delve deep. Lin Cang took a deep breath, and the data stream in his mechanical eyes gradually stabilized: ”The prayer?”

The White Tiger didn’t answer immediately, but instead hooked a claw.

Lin Cang understood, tossing over the data conduit and a military tablet: ”This is for you too, to help locate targets.”

The White Tiger caught them deftly, its claw tapping a few times on the tablet, and the screen immediately displayed a dense heatmap of UMA activity.

It grinned in satisfaction, revealing its stark white fangs.

”It’s very simple.” The White Tiger’s voice suddenly became solemn, ”As long as you devoutly call upon the name of the ’Thousand-Faced Oracle’... you will receive Its response.”

It paused, adding: ”Or you can directly pray to the lord of the heavens as well—” The human faces on its fleshy wings simultaneously showed devout expressions, ”As the lord’s messenger, the Thousand-Faced Oracle will naturally hear.”

This answer stunned everyone present.

Bai Ting whispered, ”Is it... that casual?”

The White Tiger sneered at her words: ”Do you think gods care about formalities? Sincerity is what matters.”

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