I am God Chapter 372: : God is nothing more than some powerful and eternal beings

Corpse Esoteric Cult Headquarters.

Ackerman asked a question: "No matter how strong you are, can you still beat those apostles?"

"Stronger than the witch who possesses incredible power?"

Ackerman has witnessed the power of the earth witch, the magic that covers the sky above the city, and the incredible power.

Just the existence of these apostles is already unimaginably powerful, so what about those high gods?

"No matter how strong you are, can you still surpass the gods?"

"If you do this, they won't turn a blind eye."

Thurrow didn't care at all: "So what?"

"Why am I better than them, why should I fight them?"

"As long as we are fast enough, it will be too late by the time they react."

"Can they still go to the abyss to find me?"

"I will fear them, but I will not tremble under their power."

"And I may not be strong enough now, but I will definitely become stronger in the future, who is afraid of who is not sure in the future."

Thurrow uttered blasphemy in front of Ackermann.

"Even if it is a god."

"It's just some powerful and immortal existence."

"When we have the power, we don't have to fear them."

Thurrow's words can be called unscrupulous, and they can already be called arrogant.

Ackerman didn't speak, he knew Thoro well.

In his opinion, those who are courageous may be idiots, but those who are not even courageous are called waste; those in high positions may be fools, but basically there is no waste.

As for Thuro's arrogance, he also has capital. He does have talents beyond ordinary people.

Ackermann did not refuse Thuro's warm invitation, but his words were as cold as ever.

"I can help you carry out this plan, so that your plan will not be hindered, and it will be concealed enough."

Akmanmon is not the former King of Ten Thousand Snakes. He now controls many high-level figures in the Ten Thousand Snakes Court and Moon Eclipse City. Although most of them are marginal figures, only a few hold real power. part.

But the nobles are an intricate network of relationships, as long as they are used, many things can be done.

Ackerman left from a hidden camp of the Corpse Eating Secret Cult, and headed towards the palace by car.

He sat cross-legged in the car, lost in thought.

Thurrow is crazy, he is carrying out a crazy plan.

Although that plan seems to be feasible, although his fanatical speeches and profane words even gained his inner approval.

But so what?

"Fall into the abyss?"

"Isn't that still a prisoner?"

Thurrow and Akmanmon are completely different, although they both pursue power.

But Thoro wanted to gain power only because of his perverted and twisted desire, and his desire to prove that he was superior to everyone.

But Ackermann is different.

What he wants is to control his own destiny.

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The palace was full of singing and dancing, and many nobles came to the ball today.

As the King of Ten Thousand Snakes became an adult, and the king had entered into a marriage with another family, many of the prohibitions and restrictions in the palace began to be relatively relaxed.

After Ackermanmon and his nominal wife appeared together, they split up.

Akmanmon married his wife not long ago.

Although he didn't like this wife very much, and that wife didn't like him, the weak and incompetent King of Snakes, but the other party was just a **** sent by the highest consul to monitor and control him.

The two parties were originally a political marriage, and after several cold-faced encounters, it was only left to put on a show in front of others.

Ackerman also did this on purpose.

If you are too close to the other party, the other party may discover your secret.

Looking at the fanatical woman at the ball, Akmanmon's eyes showed no emotion at all; the other party was also a young man, although he was sent to monitor and control him, Akmanmun only used a few simple means Let the other party indulge in pleasure, how can he take care of his annoying husband.

In the corner of the corridor.

The literature and history teacher of the King of Ten Thousand Snakes, the old snake-man scholar, gave Ackermanmon a wink, and the two appeared in the same place not long after.

This is a room nearly two stories high, but not too big, giving people a sense of narrow but tall conflict.

The two began to secretly discuss things here.

Sueinhall's help has been very strong recently, because the current momentum of the Ten Thousand Snake King's Court is too fierce, making Suinhall feel a strong threat.

They are going to step up their efforts to allow Ackermanmon, the abandoned king, to regain power and push out the threatening Supreme Consul.

"The situation is good recently, and there is a lot of good news."

"Especially as the day when you take power is getting closer."

"Your Majesty!"

The old snake man scholar seemed a little excited, as if the seeds he had planted had been carefully cared for for a long time, and it was finally time to bloom and bear fruit.

"After the wedding, you are no longer a child."

"Many families in the royal court also have voices, I hope you can stand up again, and feel that you, as the king of snakes, should lead them to restore the glory of the real nobles."

"We have arranged a plan for you to start regaining power."

If Ackerman had heard the news before, he might still be excited.

However, he learned extraordinary knowledge with Thurrow, and he was gradually influenced by Thurrow.

His kind of unscrupulous, his unscrupulous, his kind of thinking beyond common sense.

All are deeply affecting Ackermanmon.

So in the face of the excitement of the old snakeman scholar, his response seemed a little indifferent.

"I see."

However, the old snake scholar thought of another aspect, and he seemed a little disappointed.

"Do you still remember the daughter of the Jue Ye family?"

"King, you must cheer up."

"To become a king, you must endure what ordinary people can't"

Ackermenmon hates the old snakeman scholar mentioning her very much.

He suddenly raised his head, looked at the other party with eagle-like eyes, and interrupted his words.

"Don't tell me that the king has to endure what ordinary people can't, and don't let me hear you mention her again."

Ackerman's strength caught the old snake man by surprise. He had never seen such a tough opponent.

Ackerman looked at him with sharp eyes, which made him feel extremely powerful pressure.

Ackerman lowered his gaze, playing with the cups on the table.

"Actually."

"I don't just hate that she is dead, I hate that I am being manipulated by you like a doll."

"My king can do nothing, everything about me is at your mercy, and everything about me is at your disposal."

"What's the point of this king?"

Ackerman looked calm, but his words were a little excited.

"What king."

"It's just a puppet sitting on the throne."

"A slave with nothing."

Ackerman looked at the old snake man: "I want to control my own destiny, and I want every choice to come from my will."

"Instead of being a puppet that is manipulated by you, a statue that moves around."

"I hope to walk in this world without any constraints."

Akmanmon finally released his inner thoughts completely, without hiding anything.

The old snakeman scholar looked at Ackerman, his eyes constantly changing.

"Is this what you think?"

Whether it is the ruler of the Ten Thousand Snakes Court or Suinhor's people, they all just want to restrain Akmanmon and control the young King of Ten Thousand Snakes.

Akmanmon didn't believe that Suinhor really had no way for him to obtain extraordinary power. He was just a king without the slightest power, a most ordinary mortal, so he was naturally more likely to be controlled by them.

The old snakeman scholar shook his head and raised the corners of his mouth.

Maybe he was mocking, or he felt that the young man in front of him was imaginative, and felt that the young man was really impatient.

"It's impossible."

"You are not a god."

"Ordinary people can only be controlled and influenced by others, and no one can escape the shackles of order."

"And you are not an ordinary person, you are the king of snakes."

"No matter where you go, you will be watched by people, and you will never escape the control and control of others."

The old snake man looked at Akmanmon: "And as a king, you should keep these words in your heart instead of telling me."

"Once some words are spoken, the situation is completely different."

Ackerman looked at the old snake man: "Then why do you think I said it?"

The old snakeman scholar was stunned for a moment.

He suddenly felt something was wrong and had a bad premonition.

He got up immediately and grabbed the doorknob on the other side.

But a gust of wind suddenly blew up, binding the old snakeman scholar in midair.

The old snake man was completely stunned. This situation was completely beyond his expectations. The current Ackermanmon seems to be no longer the Ackermanmon he used to know.

"Impossible!"

"Second level power, how do you have such power."

He wanted to yell, but Akman raised his finger to his mouth and said four words softly.

"The magic is silent."

The old snake man could no longer make any sound, he could only look at Akmanmon with a complicated look.

Some are puzzled, some are frightened, and some are shocked.

He realized that he had really underestimated this boy who had been imprisoned in the palace all this time, a taciturn and incompetent man, a king who had been raised and disabled.

Akmanmon stared at the other party without dodging, with only coldness in his eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You really regard me as my teacher, am I your student?"

"You are just a **** Suinhor uses to control me."

"It's just a chess piece used to turn me into a Suinhor chess piece."

Then a burst of light smoke blew over, and the old snakeman scholar fell into a coma.

This is the potion formula of the Akmanmon Society.

Akmanmon seems to have prepared all of this a long time ago, and wanted to do something to the old snake man from the very beginning.

The other party seemed to have surprise in their eyes at the end, and they never figured out where Ackerman got his power from.

Ackermann grabbed the opponent, grabbed the opponent's neck and lifted him up.

He suddenly felt that a shackle that bound him seemed to be opened, and that feeling seemed to be indescribably joyful.

"Hahahahaha!"

Akmanmon, who usually looks like a paralyzed face, suddenly let out a big laugh at this moment.

It didn't take long for him to calm down again.

"Thurrow is right."

"This city is just a shackle."

"The throne is nothing but a crown for mortals, but chains for the strong."

"Only power is real."

"Power and wealth are just castles in the air, and power is what really belongs to you."

Ackerman agrees with Thurrow's thoughts again, but it can be seen that he still doesn't want to follow Thurrow into the abyss.

Because it was just falling from one cage into another.

"Let's start here!"

Ackerman dragged the old snake man, opened a secret door at the back, and entered a passage.

A powerful person who once had power but lost it on the extraordinary battlefield is a very good experimental material.

He is going to make the opponent into a ghoul.

And next.

He also wanted to use his status as a literature and history teacher as an important shield in front of him.

Thurrow's plan is too crazy, he needs to make some back-up preparations.

Recently, in the headquarters of the Ghoul Esoteric Cult, many ghouls have been produced, and the secret technique of making ghouls is also constantly being improved and improved.

Ghouls are also divided into several classes.

An ordinary ghoul is powerful, but it's just a monster corrupted by supernatural power.

The first-order ghouls have extraordinary power, and they can usually restrain their own power; apart from the details of the eyes and the paleness of the skin, there are basically no obvious changes.

As for the second-level ghouls, after the transformation, they can begin to avoid the impact of the plague blood curse on the spirit, and can start to stabilize their own wisdom; it is only the desire to devour that comes from the plague blood curse and extraordinary power , still exists in their bodies, often out of control.

As for going further up, there are no successful cases.

But I have to say.

This is really a very practical and convenient slave.

What Ackerman wants to create now is a second-order ghoul.

He needs to maintain the rationality of the other party, and the other party is still useful to him.

This is a secret room that looks different from ordinary extraordinary laboratories.

Generally, the laboratories of wizards are filled with stone slabs, scrolls, or various extraordinary materials; the laboratory of an alchemist is more like a workshop, with all kinds of bottles and alchemy props.

And this laboratory looks more like an operating table.

On the operating table, Ackerman inserted an iron needle into the old snake man's head, and then injected something into it.

A powerful force emerged from the opponent's body. The old snake man lost his power for many years, and returned to his body again, becoming even stronger.

Immediately afterwards, he cooperated with rituals and operations to draw out the opponent's mythical blood.

He also created the Plague Blood Curse with his own hands, using his own spirit to control the opponent.

After a complicated experiment, Akman stopped all actions.

"Did it work?"

"Should be successful."

He first asked himself, and then he answered himself.

He has gone through many experiments with Thuro, and he is quite confident.

In addition, a material for making a second-order ghoul is very precious.

Even Ackermanmon and Thuro can't make a few sets, so every time you make one, you have to be extra careful to avoid failure as much as possible.

Not long after, the snake man on the operating table kept trembling and growling.

It's just that those strange screams were transmitted, and finally they were all blocked by the power of the ritual array on the wall.

Not long.

The snake man who struggled painfully on the operating stone platform began to calm down slowly, and then was unbound by Akmanmon, turning over from the stone platform.

His eyes have completely changed, and even his skin has become the color of limestone.

But as the extraordinary power gradually converged, the abnormal phenomenon on the body disappeared little by little, and the features on the skin and eyes gradually faded away.

Finally.

Other than the fact that the skin became paler and the body became colder, there was no big difference from usual.

Ackermanmon himself turned the Old Snakeman into a ghoul.

The other party came down from the stone platform, knelt at Akmanmon's feet, and spoke.

"Master."

It's just that the words have become cold and blunt, without the demeanor of the scholars in the past, the change is still quite big.

Ackermann looked at each other and checked.

"You can pretend to be sick."

"Cough every now and then so no one will notice."

Immediately afterwards, Ackerman sent the other party out in person, as if he had just finished a lecture on literature, and when they came out, the two were still chatting about a certain classic work of art.

The old snake man just walked out of the palace, as if nothing had happened.

Ackermann watched the other party go away.

This is his first step in truly beginning to take control of his own destiny.

From being controlled by others to controlling the fate of others.

"Power!"

"Strong power."

"Only with power can you control your own destiny."

Ackerman stared at the night: "What is the freedom to truly control your own destiny?"

At this moment, Ackerman suddenly remembered what the old snake man said before.

"This is impossible, you are not a god."

"Ordinary people can only be controlled and influenced by others, and no one can escape the shackles of order."

These words echoed in Ackerman's ears, and he stood like this under the steps of the palace in the cold wind.

The moon is very bright at night, and you can see the clouds in the sky.

Suddenly, Akmanmon suddenly saw a shadow appearing in the sea of ​​clouds under the night. The shadow seemed to have wings and disappeared through the sea of ​​clouds.

"What's that?"

Ackerman looked over, his eyes following the opponent's figure.

"Winged Demon?"

"It's great to be able to fly in the sky without restraint!"

Ackermann returned to his secret laboratory and tidied everything inside.

Finally.

He looked at a picture he had drawn again.

Recently, he has learned all kinds of knowledge eagerly, and digested all kinds of extraordinary books he has read before.

It's just that at that time he was just reading books, but didn't have the ability to learn and use the supernatural knowledge above.

After possessing the power, he seems to have opened a door. For him, there is no difficulty in understanding all kinds of knowledge, and Thro is also a very good guide, who can answer him various questions. kind of doubt.

But only the content of this painting.

He never figured it out.

There must be countless secrets hidden in that form that only gods can have.

This is the pattern he wrote down from the mysterious woman's clothes. After many confirmations, they can confirm that it is a ritual, a ritual that he has no idea what it is used for.

"A ritual?"

"What is this ceremony for?"

Ackermenmon was turned on before, but it didn't work.

This ritual is used by the apostles to transform into the form of gods. It doesn't have much effect on other people, and it can even be said that it does not have very powerful power.

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Recently.

There is a lot of noise outside about the plague.

Everyone in Eclipse City is in danger, and they don't dare to come into contact with others casually when they go out on weekdays.

At the beginning, it was only spreading in the bustling and complex areas like Berkeley District, where there are many workshops, but now it has begun to spread to other places in Lunar Eclipse City.

Many people in the city got sick, and strange rashes appeared on their bodies first.

Then the skin gradually became as hard as animal skin, and at the same time revealed a grayish color.

After a long time, the patient becomes confused and even starts to go crazy.

Finally.

Death in madness.

From the beginning, I thought it was just a small problem, and now some people have started to die of illness.

Eclipse City also specially vacated a medical fortress and invited the team of the famous great doctor Thuruo to treat these patients. In fact, the main purpose was to lock up these patients and burn them after death, so as not to infect others. .

It's just that the plague situation has not been contained, but has intensified.

However, this kind of thing is only caused by ordinary people. At least so far, we haven't seen any big people suffering from this disease.

It seems that as long as the protection is better, it will be fine.

As for those civilians, those big shots don't bother to care about them.

But of course, some people smelled something unusual and began to investigate this matter.

The various extraordinary forces in the city were summoned and began to be questioned and investigated. At the same time, they also began to look for solutions.

It's just that it's currently limited to mutual accusations and avoidance, and there has been no progress.

The Ten Thousand Snake King's Court still has strong control over various regions, but it has nothing to do with these extraordinary forces alone.

The other party is not under the direct management of the Ten Thousand Snakes Court at all.

Long is a young man who has been busy with these things lately.

Looking at the increasing number of people who are infected with the disease, they are tortured beyond human form under the pain, and their families are also dragged into the abyss of pain.

He finally felt the sense of responsibility that Keaton had once told him.

As a human being, since I have seen this scene, since I have come to this city.

Always do something.

You can't turn a blind eye like this!

Moreover, Long always felt that there was some unimaginable secret behind this, which might be related to Keaton's death which he investigated.

"No way!"

"I can't go on like this."

"Let's try it, the person that person said is called Feather Serpent, maybe he can really solve this problem?"

Long thought of what the mysterious doctor told him before, that tomorrow there will be a person named Feathered Serpent going to Suinhor through the Road of Giant Serpent.

The Way of the Serpent is not too far from Eclipse City.

He is ready to wait for the other party on this necessary road.

When Ryu left, he was still thinking about that name.

"Feathered snake?"

"What kind of strange name is this?"

This name is too strange for the snake people, because it means a snake with feathers, who would give himself such a name.

And when he saw the other party, he finally understood the meaning of the name.

Long stood at the entrance of the Serpent's Way, on a high hill.

He was originally looking at the road below, thinking that the mysterious doctor said that the other party would pass by here, so it must be the road below.

But Jean Long didn't expect that he waited for a long time, and finally the other party flew over from the sky.

"Originally."

"A Feathered Serpent Is Really a Feathered Serpent?"

Long stared at the sky dumbfounded.

It was a gigantic creature with wings, graceful and beautiful wings, and a long mane growing from its back.

It's just that if you're not used to it, it's weird to have white wings growing on a big snake.

Just looking at it for a long time, I feel that it is a kind of existence that makes people feel a little sacred.

A kind of power originating from the spiritual source emanates from the opponent's body, affecting everyone's senses.

Long used divine magic to send out a signal to attract the opponent's attention.

He also called out the other party's name with divine magic: "Feather snake, look this way."

"Look this way."

"I'm here, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Stop."

"Someone asked me to wait for you here."

The Feathered Serpent finally noticed Long and flew down from the sky.

When I saw it from the ground, I already knew that the opponent's size must be beyond imagination, but I didn't expect that it would be even more shocking when I actually saw it.

Long looked at the huge monster coiled under the hill, raised his head to stare at him, and suddenly trembled when he spoke.

This guy is not to mention the powerful and extraordinary power surging all over his body, just rolling with this size can crush him.

"Are you a Feathered Serpent?"

Long didn't even know if this guy could speak.

The other party cannot speak, but there is a voice of communication from the depths of consciousness.

The other party asked Long.

"How do you know my name is Feather Snake, what can you do for me?"

Long and Feathered Snake said: "I came to you following the guidance of a person. He said that you will pass by here today, and that you have the power to cure various diseases, even those that are infected with extraordinary power and injuries can be treated."

"There is a strange plague in Eclipse City, so I hope to get your help."

Feathered Serpent did not say that he did have this kind of power, and he was not going to say too much with someone he didn't know at all.

Cross the Serpent's Road and enter Suinhall, which is not far from home.

"I have very important things to do, and I am not going to delay here."

"I'm so sorry."

Long looked at this behemoth, and suddenly realized that all his previous rhetoric was useless.

He can persuade a person to help him, use human empathy, and may offer various benefits.

But the guy in front of him is obviously not alone, but a powerful alien.

He didn't know what to do, so he could only sigh.

"He told me you were alone."

"I thought you were really alone, so I will"

"Ah!"

"I didn't expect

Long watched the big snake with wings turn around and was about to fly into the sky again.

But when Long said these words, Feathered Serpent suddenly stopped.

Feathered Snake suddenly looked at Long, with a different look in his eyes.

"Who are you talking about?"

The Feathered Serpent's voice paused for a moment, and then asked again.

"Did he really say I'm alone?"

Long didn't understand why Feathered Snake suddenly asked this question, and he didn't speak for a long time, or he didn't know how to answer.

He doesn't know.

Being recognized as a person seems to be Feathered Serpent's greatest wish.

The Feathered Snake stopped and said to Long.

"I can help you. My strength does have the ability to cure diseases and injuries, but I'm not sure that it will be effective for the situation you mentioned."

Long excitedly said to the big snake with wings: "Thank you very much."

"I don't know who that person is, he is too mysterious."

"But many days ago he said that you would pass by today, so you came here."

"He said that you can cure the plague in Eclipse City, and you can."

The Feathered Serpent has some experience, he has witnessed the battle between the God of Truth and Knowledge, the Crimson Goddess and the Evil God of Original Sin.

It just saw the existence of Elena, the Lord of Demon Spirits not long ago, and even witnessed the other party become a myth.

It is in awe of such an existence in its heart, and it feels that the existence the other party mentioned may be some god.

"Many days ago, the other party knew that I would pass by here."

"Maybe you have encountered some god's guidance."

Long was taken aback for a moment.

He just recalled that mysterious doctor. The other party couldn't see the strength of his background no matter what in his inspiration, as if he was staring at the sea.

Obviously he feels very powerful, but no matter how he looks at it, he is an ordinary person.

There was also that strange house that seemed to be able to travel through space and disappear, and he suddenly felt as if he had encountered something extraordinary.

"God?"

Long remembered what the teacher had said to him when he had just left the wasteland.

"Have you seen what it looks like when the gods travel?"

"What you saw before was the manifestation of the kingdom of gods."

"When the gods really walk in the world, no one can see and no one knows."

"Maybe a random passer-by you meet on the road is a certain god."

"Don't talk about gods."

"Don't use your thoughts to speculate on the gods."

Feng Zhonglong from Shangang looked at the huge Feathered Serpent in front of him, the wind was blowing his robe and hair, the young Wu Ling suddenly felt awed towards this world.

In this world, it seems that destiny really exists.

When you mention the gods.

Some of the things you say and do seem to be about the future.

It will be fulfilled on a certain scale of time.

It's just that Long didn't know that someone just said not long ago that gods are nothing more than powerful and eternal beings.

And they don't even know that the gap between gods and gods is sometimes greater than the gap between gods and humans.