I am God Chapter 427: : Talk to the sacred boat


The red-haired demigod slowly walked towards Ackermanmon, with a powerful posture and boundless pressure overwhelming him, like a storm engulfing a lonely boat in the sea.

The sea of ​​red flowers spread to the end of the sky.

In front of the myth, the originally tall and stable pyramid makes people feel crumbling.

"Ackermanmon."

"The last king of snakes, the descendant of Pence."

"Who tempted you, who is pushing you, who gave you these evil powers and forbidden knowledge that do not belong to you?"

"Is it Xiao?"

"Is it the king of the abyss?"

"Or other gods?"

The **** said Akmanmon's name and his identity when he opened his mouth.

But obviously, the gods are more concerned about the existence behind him, wondering if anyone has other thoughts about Su Yinhor.

Akmanmon told the Scarlet Goddess: "No one."

Crimson Goddess: "Then why did you create the ghoul?"

Under the power of the gods, Ackerman said involuntarily: "I want to be like you, an existence without any constraints."

The Scarlet Goddess frowned: "There are many kinds of power to pursue, but yours is not recognized."

Ackerman: "It is not recognized, but I still want it."

Speaking of which, it seems that there is nothing more to say.

The Scarlet Goddess looked at Akmanmon, and seemed to be vaguely sure that behind Akmanmun was not the evil **** of original sin.

After all, the Cthulhu of Original Sin resisted the blow of the Giant Ruhe, and even tore down the Gate of Original Sin. The Crimson Goddess didn't believe that the other party would wake up so soon.

"It seems that no matter what era it is, there are always people who will put their desires above everything else."

The Crimson Goddess looked at the pyramid again, where all the ghouls were born.

"No matter what race, there is a reason to be born in this world. The appearance of life does not ask whether it is good or evil, because every race may be evil to other races."

"This may also be the reason why the Crown of Wisdom answers your oath."

"But unfortunately, I cannot allow existences like you to wreak havoc on the land of Suinhor."

"Especially, under the control of someone like you."

"Ackermanmon!"

The **** pronounced Akmanmon's name and gave him the judgment of death.

The voice falls.

The red-haired demigod stood in the sea of ​​flowers, lowered his waist and took off a cup of blood mist.

Twirling in his hand, he blew a breath towards the pyramid.

The petals are falling.

A **** hurricane runs through the sky and the earth.

In Ackerman's eyes, the sea of ​​red flowers disappeared, as did the stars all over the sky.

The **** storm swept across, and the entire tomb pyramid was involved together with Ackermanmon, and they were going to be crushed together into powder.

But at the moment the storm was formed, another ritual inside the pyramid was also fully activated.

The layers of light spread out and turned into a layer of light realm.

It's just that the storm didn't stop at all, shrinking and rolling towards the pyramid.

It's a pity.

The pyramid that was cast by countless people, and the ritual array that was built with a huge amount of extraordinary materials and powerful people, is not worth mentioning in front of the real **** at this moment, and cannot withstand the breath of the opponent.

Just for a moment, I saw the enchantment begin to melt.

The pyramids began to shake violently, making the sound of about to collapse.

Ackermanmon appears to be dying.

He activated the power of the entire pyramid, and countless bugs spread down from the pyramid, some as long as tens of meters, and some as small as a grain of rice.

A large number of bugs emit light and merge with the enchantment of the pyramid,

He has tried his best, but it is useless in front of the power of the gods.

In the end, he could only open his hand to the Scarlet Storm.

"Death is just the beginning."

"Instead of ending."

Next.

The storm swallowed everything, and the ritual barrier was violently obliterated.

The storm lifted the pyramid layer by layer in the **** hurricane, and huge boulders flew into the sky.

Ackermanmon's Sealed Spirit was destroyed, and the silver worm on the main body of the Sealed Spirit turned into dust in the blink of an eye, and collapsed back into Ackermanmon's body.

Following that, Akmanmon's body was also submerged.

His flesh and blood were worn away by the storm, leaving only a skeleton.

Ackermann is dead.

But the Scarlet Goddess felt very strange, as if the other party was begging for death on purpose.

The Crimson Goddess waved and stopped the terrible storm.

Countless boulders fell from the sky, and the originally magnificent pyramid turned into a pile of chaotic stones at this moment.

In the end, Akmanmon's skeleton also fell from the air and hit the ground.

The Scarlet Goddess walked forward, but suddenly felt something.

He raised his head and looked into the mid-air.

An invisible door opened, and the ancient laws from the ancient times acted on the present world and gathered here.

"The law of creation?"

"The dream of life?"

The Scarlet Goddess suddenly recalled something.

A long, long time ago, Xiao, the evil **** of original sin, seemed to have used a method, using the dream of life as an anchor point, so that the magical props had the power as the core of the ceremony, and could hide in the depths of the dream world to affect reality. world.

Akmanmon is indeed dead, truly disappeared.

But under the power of the last ritual, his dream flew to another world far away with the silver worm, a magical item.

The dream world is also known as the kingdom of the gods.

The Scarlet Goddess frowned, she was already sure that this was the method Xiao used.

"Divine Artifact, Destined String Puppet?"

"Here we go again."

The props produced by this method are not powerful for the gods, at least in terms of positive abilities, the gods can easily destroy them or the power derived from them.

But it's very weird and disgusting.

Because it is difficult to eradicate and eradicate, and the wisdom crown oath issued by Ackerman has added to the degree of trouble.

Although the Scarlet Goddess saw what Akmanmon wanted to do, she didn't understand what it meant.

Ackerman is dead, what is he going to do when he merges his dream of life with props?

The doomed puppet was used by Xiao to resurrect himself, using the dream of Xiao's servant Baro.

And Ackerman himself is completely dead, he himself has become a dream of life, who else does he want to resurrect?

"Unreasonable."

The Scarlet Goddess can even understand Xiao, but not Akmanmon.

Because what Xiao does has no bottom line, but the purpose is clear.

As for the guy in front of him, he can only describe it as unreasonable.

Finally.

The Scarlet Goddess picked up Ackermanmon's skull, and the birth of a ghoul seemed inevitable from the moment the Wisdom Crown oath was made.

In this case, this thing may be useful in the future.

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Ackermanmun's dream of life keeps floating upwards.

He felt that the memories of his life began to condense, and finally turned into a bubble with many colors.

Black, white, gray and various other colors are mixed together, and in the air bubbles, a silver bug is constantly wriggling.

There is movement in the distance.

A gigantic ship emitting golden light came tearing through the darkness. It moved in a special way, sometimes it looked far away, and sometimes it looked very close.

But in the end, suddenly, I arrived at this dream of life.

It is the serial number 2 sacred boat.

The light on the golden ship swept down, but it did not lead this dream of life onto the ship.

This is unusual.

Such a strange thing happened, and the steel giant attached to the bottom of the ship moved.

The horn that was the head turned his head and opened his eyes little by little.

Look at the bubble.

Even, he directly saw the remnant consciousness of Akmanmon in the bubble that had not dissipated.

"Your dreams are not pure, you can't enter the fantasy star sea."

Ackerman's last consciousness still remained, and he looked at the big golden ship, talking to the head of the steel giant at the bow.

"Are you the sacred ship, the big ship that guides the dreams of life?"

"It really does exist!"

When I was young, I thought it was a fairy tale, a story.

It is now discovered that everything is a real reality.

Sacred Ship said: "You haven't answered my question yet."

Ackerman: "I don't want to fall into the fantasy star sea."

"A person like me can't pass the test."

"It's better to stay here than to fall into a nightmare forever."

The horned head of the sacred boat told him: "Only sweet dreams are eternal, and nightmares will gradually fade over the years. This is the mercy of the Creator God."

"And even if it's a nightmare, you can still see your past friends and relatives, and say goodbye to them, at least it's better than staying here alone."

"Endless lonely reincarnation, long dark imprisonment, more terrifying than nightmares."

"In the human world, your current body is not completely dead, or your brain is almost dead."

"While your last consciousness is still there, you can choose to follow me."

"After a while, you will completely become a shadow in the dream of life. At that time, you will not be able to make a choice, because at that time you will really die completely, and the shadow of memory The choice doesn’t count for me.”

Ackerman feels that he has been in the dream world for a while, has his body not been completely wiped out by the Scarlet Goddess?

He wondered if the time in the dream world was much slower, or in other words, his sense of time had slowed down in his current state.

On the bubble, Ackerman's face emerged, looking at the sacred boat.

"No, I'm still used to being alone."

"A person is more free."

"They may not want to see me, either."

The steel head on the sacred boat looks a little rough, but when it speaks, it makes people feel more friendly.

"However, without the blessing of eternal dreams, the dream of life cannot be sustained forever."

"When your obsession dissipates, the bubble will also burst."

Ackermann: "I have something I want to do, and I want to do it successfully."

Seeing Ackermanmon's dream, the sacred boat suddenly remembered something.

"A long time ago, there seemed to be someone who did something like this."

Ackerman asked him: "What kind of obsession does he have?"

Holy Ship: "He wants to resurrect his master."

Ackermann: "Did he do it?"

Holy Ship: "I don't know either. I used to see it when I traveled to and from the dream world, but it disappeared recently."

"Don't know if it succeeded or completely dissipated."

Ackermann asked: "How many years has that dream existed?"

Holy Ship: "From the last era to the present."

Ackerman: "How long is that?"

Sacred Boat: "I didn't count, it's probably 250 million years old, I heard what the fairies said."

In the bubble, Ackerman's face froze: "100 million?"

Akmanmon asked the sacred boat again: "What kind of obsession is worth waiting like this, and who is his master?"

Ackerman probably knew the name of the other party, but he still couldn't help asking.

Sacred Boat: "It seems to be called Xiao."

Ackerman shouted out what the people of this era called him: "Original Sin God."

Finally, Ackerman asked, "What is the name of the owner of that dream?"

The sacred boat thought for a while: "It's called Baro."

As Ackerman chanted the name, he remembered the mural left by the Feathered Serpent Kurmis, which was the scene of the return of the evil **** of original sin.

It seems that Barrow succeeded in the end, and his unimaginably long wait finally came to an end.

Finally, Ackermann spoke.

"But I don't have to wait that long, because I will come back to life soon."

The magical props in the dream of life, the silver worm, rotates, bringing with it powerful power, and the eternal oath of the ghouls and the plague blood curse are attached to it.

"Soon I will come to this world again."

As we talked, all the memories were gathered.

Seeing this, the sacred boat left here. He still has more dreams of life that need to be taken care of.

Ackerman's consciousness sank into a dream a little bit.

There, his life seemed to start anew.

The memory of when he was younger is very vague. The one thing he remembers most clearly is that stormy night.

At the foot of the majestic mountain of origin of life, there is a city with a thousand-year history, and the royal blood originating from Pans lives in the palace.

A snake-man general with a helmet led the army into the palace and told his mother that the previous king of snakes died in the war with Thunder Kingdom.

At that time, he didn't know what happened. His mother looked at him tremblingly, but he smiled at him in his mother's arms.

In the days since then, it seems that he never really laughed again, except for the moments when madness took over his rationality.

Next, he became the king of snakes.

Someone told him that he was the master of this country, but someone else told him that the general named Dark Moon was the real master of this country.

He was very angry, but when he really saw that person named Dark Moon, he didn't even have the courage to look directly at him.

The person named An Yue is very strange. He gives people an irresistible sense of strength, which is not derived from strength, but from the indescribable perseverance in the opponent's body.

He has ideals in his heart, and then uses his own ideals to push others into the abyss. He kills people with ideals, and saves the country with ideals.

Some call him a butcher, others call him a hero.

But all of this has nothing to do with Akmanmon, because his world only has those few buildings in the palace, bounded by that gate.

In addition to depression, this kind of life does not seem to be unacceptable.

But one day, his mother suddenly said to him excitedly.

"Ackermanmon."

"You are the real king of snakes, you must take back everything you own.

The next day, the mother died.

He died suddenly, and he will never forget the terrifying appearance.

From then on, not only did he lose expression on his face, he could no longer even fall into a peaceful sleep.

He was afraid that if he fell asleep, he would never wake up again just like his mother.

He wandered around the palace again and again, looking at the outside world, he wanted to escape there, but the towering walls seemed to be an insurmountable barrier for him.

As an ordinary person, he can never escape the control of those people.

He needs power, he craves power.

He is extremely insecure, and he desperately longs for freedom, but he doesn't seem to know where the real sense of security is and where the real freedom is.

"Strength, you can leave here only if you have strength."

"Only by becoming strong can you not be killed by others."

"Gods, gods who do whatever they want must have freedom."

The shadows of Jue Ye, the old ghoul, and Thuro passed by his side one after another, but at the end of the memory, Ackerman came to the gate of the palace in a trance.

At this moment, Akmanmon's dream of life was completely condensed with the silver worm.

No distinction between each other.

Silver Worm was completely consummated, and a brand new magical prop was born. This prop that swallowed a large number of ghouls and fused Akmanmon's own power climbed up to the serial number 69 in an instant. Location.

Ackerman watched the door move forward a little bit.

The door was pushed open rumblingly, and a bright light shone in from outside.

In Ackermann's view.

That is freedom.

Ackermen walked through the door, and his memory was thrown into the world.

"I made it."

"Eternal life, immortality."

"No longer bound by anything."

Ackerman broke through his dreams and memories, was reborn from death, and descended into reality again.

Red Territory.

A statue of the Silver God is enshrined in a hidden shrine. Dozens of ghouls are holding a hidden ceremony at the moment, praying for the great Silver God of communication.

"The great silver god."

"Please answer our prayers and grant us..."

Repeating over and over again, never giving up.

At the end, a powerful force descends through ritual.

The ceremony starts and light emerges.

"God, God has come." The ghouls were so excited that they chanted even more vigorously.

"God of silver and white, your believers know that you will come to this world again." These monsters who looked similar to snake people were extremely enthusiastic.

And in the corner, there are some ferocious corpse-eating beasts, all of them are restless at the moment.

It is not necessarily a snake man whose body is occupied by corpse worms, ordinary beasts are also possible.

Suddenly.

Dense ghouls emerged from the ceremony, covered the entire shrine of the Silver God, and finally got into one of the ghouls.

In the blink of an eye, the ghoul lost consciousness, his body twitching continuously.

It can be seen that a large number of corpse worms are eating his flesh and blood, but they also feed back a powerful force, transforming his body.

The corpse worm burrowed into his brain, and the memory of another person took over.

In the end, the ghoul turned into something else.

Ackerman's appearance.

Ackermann opened his eyes and looked at the ghouls who looked at him madly and piously. The leader was the old ghoul, his former literature and history teacher.

The old ghoul was looking at him in shock, shouting loudly.

"His Majesty Ackermann."

"You really succeeded, you got the power that belongs to the gods."

"No, you are God."

"You are the silver god."

Ackerman didn't speak, as usual.

Looks like.

Ackermanmun's plan and everything worked out.

[Divine Artifact Silver Worm]

【Serial Number 69】

[Ability 1 Corpse Worm: Corpses longing for immortality and immortality will sense the power of silver worms, giving birth to corpse bugs, and finally condense into entities; some corpses will become ghouls, and even advanced Possesses wisdom and extraordinary strength. 】

[Ability 2 Plague Blood Curse: The power of the Plague Blood Curse comes from the oath of the ghoul, and the silver worm can give this curse seal to other ghouls, allowing them to advance and possess extraordinary power. 】

[Ability 3 Akmanmon's dream: With the help of Akmanmon's dream of life as an anchor, the silver worm can accept sacrifices and communicate with other existences through rituals, not limited to a certain range; Akmanmon's dream will project its own memory, and recreate an individual with Akmanmon's memory, until the individual dies, and then the next round of projection will take place. 】

[Ability 4 Oath of Ghouls: The second-generation king of ghouls, Akmanmon, turned ghouls into a real race, and made an eternal oath to the crown of wisdom, all ghouls The ghost will be bound by this oath, and will also gain power from the oath, and the spirit after death will also return to the magic tool, the silver worm. 】

[Wisdom Crown Oath: Ghouls are a race of death, born from the immortal will that all living beings yearn for, and from the fear of death... The ghouls are derived from this law of will, and will always be governed by this law. Bound by the law of will. 】

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I don't know how long it has been.

When the sacred boat took over the dream of life, it accidentally came to the place where the magic tool, the silver worm, was located again.

He then stopped again and observed Akmanmon's dream.

He asked the other party: "Have you gone out?"

It's like having a conversation with Barrow's dream projection.

Among such boring tasks and endless eternal time, what the mythical spirit of the sacred boat does most is to talk to dreams.

Especially like Akmanmon, it is even more rare to dream of staying in the same place in the dream world without going to the fantasy star sea.

Looking at it when passing by can also become a leisurely feeling in daily life.

Ackerman's dream of life.

In the heavily guarded palace, the child stood on a high place and looked at the outside world from a distance, and finally had no choice but to walk back.

The mother was waiting for him, she was very happy, and whispered to him excitedly holding Akman.

"Ackermanmon."

"You are the real king of snakes, you must take back everything you own."

After finishing speaking, she added another sentence.

"And this day is not far away."

Ackerman didn't understand what happened, but just nodded blankly.

It's just that he always feels, why does he feel that he has heard these words so many times.

And every time I hear this sentence, I can't help but feel strong fear and anxiety in my heart, as if something bad is about to happen, and I don't know where the anxiety and fear come from.

At this moment, a golden light shone into the dream.

The whole world that was originally running with memory stopped.

A voice fell with the golden light and said to him.

"It's still there!"

"Didn't you say you were going to leave?"

The shadow that repeated the dream over and over again was suddenly stunned seeing the light falling from the sky.

He suddenly remembered something.

He looked around, and the world that he thought was normal now seemed extremely illusory.

He suddenly understood where his feeling came from.

"It turns out that I am still in a dream, and I am repeating the dream of my life over and over again."

Ackerman was startled, and then shouted loudly.

"No, shouldn't I leave here?"

"I projected my memory, I have left here."

"I should be alive again in the world, I feel that I have come alive."

Unfortunately, that's just a feeling.

He was still repeating his most terrifying past in his dream over and over again, trapped in this dark void.

Never ending.

As for the outside, it's just a ghoul that copied Ackerman's memory.

Ackermann thought well, projecting his memory (dream of life) out, and then resurrecting.

But there is still a difference between imagination and reality. He doesn't understand the core of the dream of life and the law of creation, let alone the difference between dream of life and memory.

Holy Ship: "Memory projected?"

"The dream of your life is the dream of your life, and it is made of memories, but not just memories."

"Its mystery and mystery are far beyond your imagination, and it is not possible to reincarnate just by projecting memory."

"Because the dream of life is born from the will and laws of the Creator, and your thoughts can never override the laws of the Creator."

Speaking of which, the sacred boat asked him.

"But don't worry, didn't you say you have a purpose?"

"When the goal is achieved, you may be able to be free."

"Just like Barrow."

Ackerman looked at the big ship outside the Dreamland: "Then how long do I have to wait?"

The Sacred Boat doesn't know either, so it can only answer: "It shouldn't be as long as Barrow!"

In the illusory memory of the dream of life, Ackerman's shadow fell into a long silence.

His purpose is to become a god, even if he gives up everything, he did give up everything for this.

But just giving up everything is not enough.

The trials and hardships of this road far exceed the imagination of ordinary people.

He didn't know how long he would have to wait.

The sacred boat was about to leave without hearing his response.

"I'm going somewhere else, goodbye."

The big ship emitting golden light left this coordinate and went to the next place.

When He comes to see Akmanmon's dream of life next time, he doesn't know when it will be.

The golden light shining in from outside the dream receded.

The memory cycle started again, and everything around it started to move again.

Ackerman watched the memory start to reincarnate again, and he wanted to experience his gloomy life again.

Turn back.

It was the excited face of the mother, who was still dreaming of Akmanmon's return to power.

But Akmanmon knew that what he saw tomorrow would be a cold corpse.

Ackerman murmured: "It shouldn't be like this."

"It shouldn't be like this."

But as soon as the words fell, he was completely swallowed by the dream.

He turned into a character in the plot again, following everything in his memory.

Never remember that it was a dream.

He thought that he could get everything he wanted by escaping from the gloomy world and entering the kingdom of the gods.

He thought he was free, that nothing could kill him, imprison him.

But I didn't expect to be locked in a smaller cage.

In a small bubble.

Until one day, the magical item, the silver worm, becomes a mythical item, and it is possible for him to be freed from it.

It's just that no one knows who will become a mythical prop at that time.

His plan succeeded, but it may not be him who succeeded in the end.

Ackermanmon got the immortality and immortality he wanted, but it seems that it was not Ackermanmon who got immortality and immortality in the end.


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