I am God Chapter 422: : Silver Worm

Flame Guard City.

The royal palace.

The study room was brightly lit all night. Recently, His Majesty Osis would receive a large number of Suinhor bureaucrats and nobles every day, and his palace minister would naturally accompany him to handle various government affairs until late at night.

The palace minister looks older than Osis, but in fact he is forty or fifty years younger than Osis.

However, the palace minister is neither a powerful person, nor a symbiotic person with three leaves.

So it looks much older.

King Osis is intensively preparing for something, to complete a plan that has been prepared for a long time.

The palace minister put down his pen and looked at Osis at the other table.

"The harvest reported this year far exceeds previous years."

"It is expected that if there are no accidents next year, it will be a big harvest year. The food problem has been solved, and there should be no large-scale famines, refugees, and rebellions next year."

"The pressure on the country is much less, and the finances can also be relieved."

"Your Majesty."

"In the next year or the next year, can you consider relaxing the various prohibitions led by the prohibition of alcohol?"

"Used to express gratitude to the gods."

Osis: "Not yet, this is just the beginning, don't get carried away."

The palace minister continued: "From the court of Ten Thousand Snakes, silkworms have also begun to be cultivated. The silk woven by silkworms is somewhat similar to the legendary God's Weave. The White Tower Alchemy Alliance It has already started, and our side must also catch up."

"Also, we have to introduce some alchemists to Suinhor to build alchemy workshops. Although alchemists are servants of God Iva, we should also loosen some boundaries depending on the situation."

"I heard that a powerful alchemy workshop called the Alchemy Tower has recently appeared in the White Tower Alchemy Alliance. I am going to the Land of Sunrise to see if it is as powerful as the rumors."

The silk weaver is a kind of insect that is transformed from the silk weaving spirit, and the silk weaving spirit was originally the core secret art product used by the Wuling lineage to weave divine magic scrolls. A bug discovered by Shahai accidentally.

Silk weavers eat sand, and their vitality is very strong. The silk they produce is an extraordinary material.

The weavers are much weaker. They don't eat sand, and they can't eat ordinary plants. They feed on the leaves of a special tree born in the Thunder Swamp, but the silk produced is similar to The legendary weave of God.

It is said that this kind of cloth and worm silk are so light that they seem to have no weight. If they are left untreated or left without wearing them, they are so soft that they can float directly to the clouds.

Although it is not a transcendent material in the conventional sense, it also has unique characteristics.

This made it instantly popular in the Ten Thousand Snake King's Court, and other countries were also affected.

As for the alchemy tower.

Naturally, it is a brand-new thing created by the apostle Oran combined with the esoteric teachings of the Tower Spirit School, and an extraordinary profession called Tower Keeper was born with it.

One policy after another was implemented.

It seems that Suin Hall's condition is indeed getting better, but this is not the ultimate goal of Osis.

Osis: "After getting ready, it's time to move on to the next step next year."

"It has been started many years ago, and it has never been fully completed."

"But this time it can't be delayed any longer."

The palace minister knows what Osis is talking about: "Provincial system?"

Osis nodded.

Gong Xiang: "Still using consul elections?"

"Is it imitating the land of the rising sun, or the court of the king of snakes?"

Osis shook his head: "No, our situation is different from other countries."

"The method of electing the consul is not good. The highest officer of a province must be appointed by ourselves."

"I don't like the name Consul either, I decided to name it the Governor."

President of the palace: "The nobles in the south will definitely resist in private. They may not dare to confront us directly, but they are deeply rooted and have ruled the south for nearly a thousand years."

"As long as we intervene, all kinds of chaos will erupt immediately, forcing us to stop, just like before."

"Either provoke war, or cause famine, or force landless peasants to rebel, or directly introduce those pirates."

"That's what they've always done."

Osis: "So this time, we must uproot them and eliminate future troubles forever."

Gongxiang: "What's more troublesome is that we don't have a valid reason."

"The origins of these families can be traced back to the era of Arsini and the Firekeepers, and they have great influence. The common people in the south have long been accustomed to their rule."

"It is impossible for us to kill all their supporters, and once we become passive, it will be very difficult. Some things cannot be completely resolved by force."

Osis picked up an intelligence letter and put it in front of the palace minister: "It just so happens that there is a legitimate reason."

Gong Xiang was stunned for a moment, opened it and immediately said: "The traces of ghouls appeared in the red soil collar and Chuck collar in the south?"

"Is this true?"

Osis leaned on the chair: "This time it's true, I don't need to fake this."

"Although the exact location has not been found, it is basically certain that the ghouls are hiding in several territories in the southeast."

"And I'm sure some of those dreamers in the South have become part of these villains."

"Joined the evil Corpse Eater Cult."

The palace minister immediately became serious: "These guys from the south, they have already touched the bottom line."

"They not only betrayed the kingdom, they betrayed the people of Suinhor."

"Even betrayed the race, and the great god."

"There is no excuse for this."

Osis felt that many messy things were gradually torn apart, and his heart was clear.

"Exactly."

"It's time to fix it."

"While I can still do it, clean up all the guys who hinder the progress of the kingdom and Suinhor.

"Later."

"It is estimated that no one can do it."

The palace minister also knew that only Osis could solve these problems.

But he understands better.

If there is no Osis, Suinhor may be torn apart in time.

So the palace minister was worried for a moment: "But the next generation is the king of gods."

Osis has no offspring, and according to the rumors, there will probably not be another next generation of God's King.

This is what the palace minister and most of the people on Osis's side are worried about.

Osis took a deep look at the palace minister, which made the palace minister a little nervous.

Osis laughed out loud

"Don't worry 1

"I have already thought about it.

Gong Xiang was stunned for a moment: "Really?"

He thought in his heart that Osis had been re-approved by the Scarlet Goddess, and had arranged for a brand-new **** species to reincarnate.

As long as a new kind of **** descends on the royal family, as long as a new king of gods is born, even if it is just a baby, no one will dare to move it.

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In winter.

Osis practiced sword alone in the palace garden, still under the holy tree full of golden flowers.

After sweating profusely from the practice, he came to the side of the artificially dug lake, boldly put down the sword and rubbed his face with icy cold water.

The ice water wiped away the hot sweat on his face, and Osis couldn't help letting out a long breath,

"Ha 1

He tossed his hair and opened his eyes.

But the ripples in the water gradually spread out, exuding a faint luster.

So after Osis opened his eyes, he suddenly saw another face in the water.

A woman's face.

He has long silver-white hair and golden pupils.

Osissi was stunned for a moment, but after all, he is a king who has seen all kinds of situations for a long time, so he immediately asked calmly.

"Who?"

"Why are you in the water?"

But if you look closely, you will find that the woman is not in the water. The other party seems to use water as a carrier, a medium to spy on reality.

Osis and the woman seemed to be looking at each other through a mirror.

The woman in the lake told him.

"I am the fairy of the lake, I want to barter with you, exchange your dreams with the leaves of the fantasy vine."

"Will you?"

Osis is still in a daze, feeling confused.

He thought.

"What lake fairy?"

"What barter?"

"What is the leaf of the fantasy vine?"

"Where is my dream?"

In just one sentence, four question marks have already appeared on Osis's head.

But before Osis could reply, the reflection in the lake was even more confused than Osis.

The girl in the lake seems to be approaching suddenly, the face in the lake is enlarged, and the other party seems to be looking at Osis very seriously.

"Huh?"

"Isn't it you?"

"In the dream, it is clearly another race. They are covered in elder bone armor and have feet. They look different from you."

From the looks of it, this fairy in the lake is exactly Heerna who was looking for her first dream of bartering above the fantasy star sea.

Osis knows what he is talking about when he hears the other party: "You are talking about the oldest one."

Hellna, the nymph of the lake: "The oldest?"

"I remember that other people seem to be called Sanye people?"

However, this is not the main problem. The problem is that what is in the dream is not the Osis in front of me.

"Your dream is so strange."

"How can you have someone else's dream?"

Osis looked at the shadow in the lake, recalling the conversation just now, he gradually figured out some situations.

Osis thought to himself: "The fairy in the lake? Does it have anything to do with the fairy in the forest?"

Although I don't know the difference between the fairy in the lake and the fairy in the forest, the other party is probably a dream creature from the Kingdom of Creation God.

Thinking of this, Osis became more relaxed.

"The oldest one is the Sanye people. As for what you see, it may be me."

Helna: "Was you?"

Osis: "Because I have had many lives."

"An envoy from the Kingdom of Creator God."

Helna did not argue, and directly acquiesced in her identity: "Is there anyone who can live many times?"

Osis: "There are still."

Herna asked curiously: "How long have you lived?"

Osis told Herna: "I am almost a hundred years old."

Hellna did the math: "I was born less than a hundred days ago."

In a way, Helna was still a baby.

Osis immediately laughed out loud, thinking that the fairy in the lake in front of him was quite interesting, but when he smiled, he felt that there was nothing ridiculous about it.

"Unfortunately."

"I have lived for a hundred years, but I still haven't accomplished anything worthy of praise."

"No 1

Osis remembered: "I have lived countless years, I have existed for countless years."

"But nothing happened."

Hellna didn't understand: "Why do you have to make something?"

Osis replied: "Because I live1

Hellna still doesn't understand why she must accomplish something if she is alive.

Osis didn't want to discuss this topic, so he asked Helna.

"You want my dream, can I ask what it is?"

Herna showed Osis part of the dream in Osis, and Osis couldn't help laughing when he saw the young man with three leaves in the picture, and the nightmare turned out to be when he was studying and studying .

Herna still looked at Osis with a puzzled expression, not understanding what was so funny about it.

I don't even understand, he is obviously disgusted and scared in the picture, but now he is so happy to see this scene.

Osis: "It turns out that I had such a dream. It seems that the me I used to be is very similar to the me I am now 1

He patted the hilt of the sword beside him and made a soft sound.

"Compared to reading, I still prefer to pick up a sword."

Herna: "Then are you willing to barter with me? I can give you a leaf of my fantasy vine."

Osis asked Herna: "What is the function of the leaves of the fantasy vine?"

Helna said: "The leaves of the fantasy vine."

"Using it as a medium, you can barter with me once, and you can exchange various items."

"You can also put the things you can exchange with me, and I will barter for you."

Osis sat cross-legged directly, rubbing the beard on his chin with his hand.

He deliberately pretended to look like I had to think about it, which made little Herna a little anxious.

When little Herna couldn't help but want to ask again, Osis suddenly said loudly.

"Then give it to you 1

Yirna: "Ah, you agree."

Helna is very happy, because she has collected a dream that is very suitable for her, and it is also an ancient dream bubble from hundreds of millions of years ago.

Helna used the power of dreams and space, and borrowed the ability of another powerful fairy to loosen something across space.

A beam of light flickers.

A silver leaf floated up from the water and appeared in front of Osis.

Osis gently picked up the silver leaf, pinched it in his hand and asked, "So, what can I exchange for it?"

As for what can be exchanged, Hellna gave Osis a glance at the obligation list, and Osis stared straight away in an instant.

Osis then asked: "What can I exchange for myself?"

Helna tells Orsis: "All your stuff."

Osis asked again: "Then what is the most precious thing I have?"

This question was not supposed to be answered by the fairy in the lake, but little Herna obviously didn't understand how to deal with people.

Herna held out her hand.

The garland in his hand released light, as if he was investigating all the information related to Orsis.

This is an ability similar to the goblin's magic mirror, but the authority is far less than that of the magic mirror.

Through the fantasy star sea, Heerna got a response.

Herna opened her mouth, and this time the voice echoed directly in Osis's mind, only he heard it, and only he knew it.

After Osis saw it, he was stunned for a moment, and then showed an expression that was indeed the same.

"It turned out to be this 1

"That's really precious."

Herna told Orsis: "There is only one chance."

"Unless you can get another token from the fairy in the lake."

Osis squeezed his beard: "That's something to think about 1

Finally.

Osis exchanged nothing.

"Then when you think about it, you can directly use the leaves of the fantasy vine."

Helna stretched out her hand, holding up an ancient dream.

Then, amidst the ripples and halos, it disappeared on the surface of the water.

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Red earth city.

Pedestrians come and go on the towering city wall, there are many vendors walking on the city wall, and there are also many mercenaries, merchants, and craftsmen from afar.

Looking from a distance, you can see the big ships on the seashore rushing towards the city.

Many years ago, the most powerful forces on the seas were the Evelians.

But since the Red Earth Territory, the Chuck Territory, and the alchemists of the United Sunrise Land formed a sea alliance and wiped out the Evil Kingdom, the sea has gradually become a world under their control.

In a manor castle on the other side.

Vehicles come and go, transporting a large amount of materials here, it looks like a transfer station with developed commerce and trade.

The servants are unloading the goods. There are various items, including food, daily necessities, and medicines.

In the end, they were loaded into another row of vehicles with special symbols printed on them, and the pack animals were also well fed; some people were cleaning the bodies of the pack animals, and it seemed that the convoy would leave soon.

"Hurry up."

"Is the item delivered yet?"

"Everything must be prepared today, Lord Manmeng will use 1 today

"The benevolent Lord Manmeng is going to go to the free clinic again today, and to send care to all the poor people. What a benevolent adult, you all must remember to be grateful."

"Master Manmeng gave you food and jobs."

A snake man with a pale face was urging loudly, while shouting excitedly like a fanatic.

The owner of this manor castle is Ackermanmon.

Deep in the castle.

In an underground cavity led by a slope, there are densely packed worms. Akmanmon stood at the top of the **** stairs, looked at the terrifying void and the wriggling worms, and stretched out his hand.

He slit his hand with a sharp, delicate dagger.

"Did Didi Da Da 1

The filthy divine blood of wisdom in Akmanmon's body gushed out and dripped continuously.

The pure blood of the **** of wisdom should be silver in color, but it can be seen that the blood flowing out of Akmanmon's body at this moment has a muddy gray color.

A few worms devoured Akmanmon's divine blood, and the worms in the entire underground cavity instantly went crazy, surging like a wave.

These worms are constantly vying for Akmanmon's divine blood, but these ordinary worms can't integrate and bear Akmanmun's divine blood at all, and one after another explodes and dies, turning into a blood mist , and then push to devour each other again.

The originally densely packed worms are in the process of constantly devouring and bursting.

The bugs are gradually decreasing.

Finally.

After a bug devoured all the other bugs, its body completely blurred and turned into a transparent bright silver.

But it didn't last long before it died completely.

The only difference.

That is, it did not explode into a blood mist like those bugs before, but left behind a "corpse".

Akmanmon, who was standing on a high place, aimed at it, and a force directly sucked it into his hand, and turned his palm to watch.

"It's done."

Ackermann said lightly.

Ackermenmon is carrying out his first plan: Apostle.

If he wants to become an apostle, he must first create an item similar to the source of the curse to cover the power of the corpse-eating curse in his body.

And this prop is also related to his other two plans.

After many attempts, Akmanmon finally created this magical prop according to his own ideas.

This is a prop turned into a corpse of a bug curled up into a ball. It is as light as a cloud of fog that does not exist, showing the color of silver.

There is also a circle of bright lines on its surface. If you look closely, you will find that this line faintly looks like a ritual array.

Ritual formation in the form of gods.

When Ackermanmon made this bug, he also incorporated the god-shaped ritual array that he had accidentally obtained into it.

Akmanmon looked at the magical prop he created, thinking about what name he should give it.

"Primary Corpse Eater?"

"The Worm of Immortality."

"Eternal Sleeping Demon Insect?"

"Soul Worm."

Ackermann went around in circles and finally settled on a name.

"Silver Worm."

On the one hand, the name sounds deceptive and positive, which is what Ackermann needs.

On the other hand, gold and silver also have the meaning of gods and eternal life in a certain concept in the myth of the snake man, which is in line with Akmanmon's idea of ​​creating it.

Ackerman pressed the bug on his hand, and it immediately merged into the back of his hand, swam on the surface of his skin, and finally turned into a curled bug mark.

Ackerman took a look at it, and suddenly the bell in the castle rang.

"It's time to start."

Ackerman walked towards the outside, and at this moment a large group of people were waiting for him in the square outside the castle.

"Master 1

"It's ready for you.

Ackerman got into the vehicle, and the whole convoy set off to Hongtu City. In the slums of the city, people like walking dead can be seen everywhere, and beggars are everywhere in the streets and alleys.

After seeing this convoy, the poor people in the slums seemed to recognize it, their eyes shone brightly, and many people immediately followed,

"Ah!

"It's Mr. Manmon.

"Mr. Manmon."

"He's here again."

Akemanmeng's alias is Manmeng, and he is well-known in Hongtu City.

He is a young rich man, a well-known doctor, and a philanthropist with a compassionate heart in the city.

He would come to the poorest places in the city several times a month to help those who could not survive, and bring his subordinates to show these poor people free of charge

The vehicles lined up at the door, and the servants began to unload and prepare food.

In a spacious room next to the stench of the seafood market.

A large number of low-level civilians in the slums gathered together, crowded, and some people couldn't stand up, so they lay on their stomachs outside the door and looked inside.

It didn't take long for each of them to share food, and while eating, they thanked Mr. Manmon loudly for his kindness.

"Mr. Man Meng is really a good man 1

"Thank you for giving us food."

"Thank you very much."

Ackermanmon also started.

He stood at the front, looked at everyone and said loudly.

"Everyone knows that I come from afar. I used to be a poor and desolate person. I was squeezed out and felt all kinds of pain."

"I changed my destiny because I learned medical skills, so now I am here to help everyone."

"Live."

"No matter how difficult it is, we must live on."

"If you live, there will be hope."

"I will help you, everyone, everyone."

Cheers erupted from the crowd, and hope bloomed in the eyes of Akmanmon, as if he had really seen the savior.

Of course, more people are just echoing for a few stutters.

But the more I agree, the more people I believe in.

They are also naturally affected.

Ackerman stood among the crowd, preaching his ideas over and over again.

Finally.

Ackerman handed out food and some daily necessities to everyone. Then tell everyone who is suffering, tell them to live a good life with hope.

"Mr. Manmeng." Someone took the food, and cried out his name directly. Most of these low-level poor people have never read books, can't read, and some even speak inconsequentially, but This gratitude is really real.

"You must be the messenger sent by God to the world to save us." Someone kowtowed to him.

"Thank you, thank you very much." A whole family took food from him and said thank you over and over again.

Next, Ackerman did not leave.

It is to help these poor people watch the glass for free

The ones left in the room are those snake people who are seriously ill, dying old people, or people who have been disabled due to various reasons and left various hidden dangers.

In the eyes of these people.

Ackerman saw the fear of death and the desire to live.

Perhaps some people have been completely overwhelmed by the pain and despair of life, and no longer have the slightest hope.

But this is not a problem.

As long as Ackerman has one word, one action.

It can ignite their desire like a flame, because deep down in everyone's heart, there is no one who is not afraid of death, and no one is not eager to live.

Ackerman used superb medical skills to help them relieve their pain.

"Thank you."

"Mr. Manmon."

"Much more comfortable, Mr. Man Meng, your medical skills are too good."

Ackermann: "Unfortunately, disease cannot solve all problems."

"I'm getting old, I can't last long, it would be nice to be relieved." It is said that he is old, but in fact, this snake person is only in his forties, but the bottom snake people can live to this age. Entering old age.

Among the patients, someone said: "If there is any medicine, it would be great to cure all diseases at once."

Some people say: "It would be nice to have a body that never gets sick."

Some people sigh: "It's the same when you're old."

Someone joked: "Then you will have a body that will never age or die."

Everyone roared with laughter: "Who do you think you are 1

Akmanmon seemed to say inadvertently: "The power of God, God can really help all people relieve pain, and can make people gain real eternal life."

Someone asked: "Which **** does Mr. Man Meng believe in?"

In recent years, Suinhall's various beliefs have also increased.

Although Suinhall is considered to be the place of belief of the Scarlet Goddess, some people secretly believe in other gods, which cannot be stopped.

For example, the God of Moonlight in the Moonlight Territory, the Giant Volcanic God in the east, and some people from the north also believe in the Mother of Ten Thousand Snakes, the God of Truth and Knowledge, the God of the Earth, and the Giant God of the Sky.

This kind of thing is not uncommon.

Akmanmon replied: "I believe in the silver god."

Patients asked curiously: "Is there such a god?"

Ackermann said as a matter of course: "This is the **** believed in the land of ten thousand snakes. Those who believe in the silver **** will gain eternal life."

"His followers can receive blessings and gifts."

"The death of those who believe in the Silver God is not the end, but the entry into the next reincarnation."

"They will go to true eternal life in death."