I am God Chapter 648: : There is no **** in the Holy Mountain of Light!

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Nit opened his eyes.

He was lying on the ground, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, and listening to the wind in his ears.

The sun is shining and the weather is fine.

This made Nite couldn't help exhaling a long breath. He seemed to have had a nightmare just now, which was so terrifying that he didn't dare to recall it.

However, when he got up, he found that something was wrong. He looked at his body, but found that he had turned into an unknown life form in a black robe.

At this moment, he was floating in the air without touching the ground.

"Huh?"

He opened the sides of the hood facing the water, and saw nothing but darkness inside, and could only vaguely see a terrifying whirlpool spinning.

"What is this!"

"What!"

Nite ran away in fright, but what he was running away from and fearing was himself.

No matter how he escapes, he cannot escape himself.

However, while running, something in his body was stimulated, and one after another gushed out.

He staggered, then stopped.

Then he turned his head, and he saw dense ghosts running out of his body, circling around him.

At this moment, he just ran to the buildings that turned into a dead town.

Standing in front of the town full of corpses, he also noticed the appearance of those ghosts.

It is the villagers in the town.

Then, he saw another familiar face from a strange angle.

He saw a familiar face squeezed out from under the hood around his neck, looking at him vigorously, which made Nit afraid and attached to him.

He looked at the other party and shouted with a trill.

"Mom?"

At this moment, Nite finally remembered everything.

There was despair in his voice: "So it's not a dream, it's all real."

Everyone really died, they were really lifted up to the sky by the weird rope, but in the end they were not really taken away by the terrible rope curse, but entered Nit's body.

He saved them?

So that they will not fall into purgatory, from the almost eternal punishment of hanging by the neck.

No, it can also be said that he devoured his mother, as well as the entire village.

His monster-like body is like a bottle, filled with countless people.

Nite didn't understand whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, but he felt panic and fear, so scared that he bent down and wanted to vomit.

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

However, that kind of vomiting is just a reaction of the mind, and his body can't spit out anything.

And this time the face huddled with him under the cloak spoke.

"Nite, you always don't listen to me, and I've been proven right in the end."

"Nite, don't you want to be an ordinary person, you want to be a mortal."

"This is what you want..."

The bent Nite fell to the ground.

He got up immediately, first retreated again and again, and he floated towards the distance.

"No!"

"This is not true!"

"This is not true!"

But the voice kept repeating.

"Nit...Nit...Nit..."

The successive changes and blows made Nite feel confused. It was hard for him to accept it, and it was also hard for him to tell whether it was true or not.

He can't even tell whether he is dead or alive?

If alive, what is he now?

He is not hungry, does not need to eat, and is hardly even tired.

He kept wandering around the ground, and he kept saying that none of this was true.

Until one day, he came to another village.

Here, he saw the rotting corpses piled up outside the village that had died under the curse.

However, fewer people died in this village, and the majority survived.

It seems.

Those curses also require certain conditions to kill people.

The living people lit a bonfire to burn the corpses, hiding away one by one.

But that's not what Nite noticed at the moment. He looked at the stinking corpses and the corpses everywhere.

He finally recovered from the nightmare, and he finally found what he wanted to do.

"It's that guy."

"That guy did it, he was killing people everywhere, killing innocent people."

"That guy, that evil guy, that pervert..."

Under the blazing flames.

He thought of the guy who claimed to be the master of purgatory, and put all the bad words he knew on him.

It is true, he has never seen a guy worse than the other party.

Though.

He himself has not met many people.

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The capital of the Turgzman Kingdom.

After many years, Nite came here again. He went out late at night, and his cloak, whether it was his body or his clothes, fluttered in the wind.

He looked from a distance at the giant skyport tower that he didn't know when it would be completely completed. It was even taller and more magnificent than the original one.

Here, alien races from another continent continue to arrive.

Here, the kingdom of the gods rises to the stars.

At this time, another face squeezed out of his hood and spoke.

"Nit!"

"Look, they live high in the sky, overlooking our suffering."

"And you can do nothing but watch me and everyone die and watch us suffer."

Nite didn't talk to the other party. After so long, he already understood that the other party was just a spirit body with a collection of obsessions.

It's just that even if he doesn't respond, the other party's words fall into his ears without any omission, stimulating his heart all the time.

In this city, Nit carefully looked for a place to stay.

It was the first time he lived alone, and it was also the first time he came into contact with the powerful beings hidden in this city. He bought various books about the extraordinary and the powerful.

Now.

Even if no one forced him, he began to study desperately.

Because he no longer feels safe when he grows up, he feels that the world is flooding with danger and malice from all directions, making him run like a whipped pack animal.

In the book, he saw the record of the curse for the first time, but there is something deeper about the origin of the curse, which is not in the book.

He participated in a meeting gathered by extraordinary people in a hidden dark room called the Night Hotel.

He asked: "Do you know about curses and purgatory?"

When one of the powerful snake people from Ruhe Giant Island heard it, his face immediately changed: "Don't, don't mention that name."

Nit asked: "Why?"

The snake man replied: "Even if you just say a word, you may be cursed."

Nit asked again: "Have you seen it?"

The other party couldn't help laughing: "If I have seen it, can I still live here?"

Nit recalled the scene he had seen.

Indeed, such power is indeed not something that mortals can resist.

"You can't even mention your name, and you may be cursed even if you say a word."

"Who the **** is he?"

The other party looked at the sky and finally said.

"You're wrong, it's not him, but...she!"

"She is a god!"

Nite was stunned on the spot, he never thought of the shadow he saw at the beginning.

It turned out to be a god.

He didn't understand why a **** would do such a thing.

What makes Nite even more confused and at a loss is, what should you do if your enemy is a god?

He said: "I have rarely heard of such a god, I have only heard of the evil **** in the abyss."

The snake man also said: "Indeed, there are very few rumors about this **** among the people in the Land of Light, because he has almost no believers."

"But on the giant island of Ruhe and among the powerful, most people have heard of this terrible god."

"She seems to be inextricably linked with the abyss, but she seems to have a strong conflict with the abyss."

"But these are just rumors."

"For us, his power is beyond doubt."

"As long as he pays attention and entangles him, even death is a gift."

"I heard that cursed shadows have appeared in many places in Tugzman recently. You should have heard of it from here. You should be careful not to be contaminated with these things."

It's just that what the snake people didn't expect was that the other party not only heard about it, but also experienced it personally.

And the other party's persuasion did not make Nite flinch, but instead made him unable to resist questioning.

"Since such an evil **** appeared in Turgzman, why didn't the holy mountain of light and the messengers of the heavens punish and stop him?"

The other party looked at Nit, but said a word.

"Have you ever heard a sentence?"

Nit: "What are you talking about?"

Snake man: "There is no **** on the holy mountain of light."

Nit doesn't believe it, how can there be no gods on the Holy Mountain of Light.

My mother said that they used to be the Archangel family under the Holy Mountain of Light, but they were persecuted for some reason and escaped.

The Holy Mountain of Light exists, and the angels also exist, so Gods naturally also exist.

Nit couldn't resist an evil god, but he thought that if the winged god, the great king of angels, knew that the evil **** had descended on this land, he would definitely not tolerate him doing whatever he wanted.

In the small building where he lived, Nitra closed the curtains of the room, and he could see that a ritual array had been set up in the hall after spending a lot of time.

He was holding an old book left by his mother, Migina, with the seal of the Archangel Clan on it. This is an extraordinary book that will definitely be robbed if it appears outside.

"Ancient dream ritual!"

"God name."

"Prayer."

"Spirituality and sacrifice, and the name of the person performing the ceremony."

"And..."

Nit carefully checked all the details of the ceremony. This is a ritual process written in books to communicate the mysterious existence in Mengjie, but he wrote the name of the king of angels on the name of the communication.

He had a whimsical idea, and wanted to communicate with the gods of the upper-winged people in this way.

Adolescents and children are always so innocent.

Always like to fantasize, and feel that the world will really respond to their fantasies.

He felt that if the **** knew what the evil **** had done, he would definitely punish him and even kill that guy.

He felt that the **** of Yiren was very powerful, at least much stronger than the Lord of Purgatory.

He was thinking as he checked the ritual.

"If God knows, he will never let that guy go."

"He killed so many people, so many living people."

"The people in this town are all good people."

"God will not allow her people to be defiled by evil gods."

He hated that guy so much, he had already begun to imagine the picture of such an evil and depraved guy disappearing into thin air under the holy light of the gods.

But after thinking about it, another idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

"If I can see God, why don't I ask her to resurrect my mother?"

Nit was stunned for a moment.

The action of arranging the ceremony slowly stopped.

"Yeah, if I can see God, why don't I ask her to resurrect the people in the town?"

"God is omnipotent, isn't that what everyone says?"

"So..."

"So trivial things like resurrecting the dead should be easy for them!"

"It must be so."

Suddenly, the thought of revenge in his mind dissipated little by little.

The desire for revenge seems to be less important when facing the matter of resurrecting the mother.

For the first time, he felt a desire for something in his heart. The desire was so strong that it seemed that a big tree grew out of his chest, stretching his flesh and blood vessels.

It makes his chest tight and itchy.

He couldn't wait.

He stood up excitedly and circled around the ritual circle.

"Yeah!"

"If...if the gods can resurrect my mother, I don't need to be alone."

"I can go back to our home again."

"If the gods can restore the people in the town, I can go back to my hometown again, and everything will be the same as before."

Nit couldn't sleep at night, or he couldn't sleep since a long time ago.

Because as soon as he falls asleep, the dead people in the town and his mother will appear beside him, whispering to him.

It seems that they are telling their own pain, why Nite hasn't avenged them yet.

Speaking.

Why are you alone?

In this way, he waited until the dawn, the best moment for the ceremony mentioned in the book.

In the lobby.

Nite lit a candle and knelt before the ceremony, so devout and humble that he didn't dare to slack off.

He held the ceremony seriously, chanted prayers, and chanted the name of God.

He initiated the ritual, then closed his eyes and waited.

However.

There was no movement during the ceremony.

He opened his eyes, the night wind blew the curtains, and the candles flickered.

But nothing happened, the **** didn't respond to him, as if he didn't hear his call.

He checked again, and tried again, but it still didn't work.

Nite anxiously tried many times, and he didn't stop until he missed the so-called best moment.

All his expectations and desires were in vain, and he stood empty in front of the window, his form representing the dead was reflected on the ground.

He didn't understand why this happened, and suddenly he remembered the words of the snake man from a distant country.

"On the holy mountain of light."

"There is no God."

Nit said excitedly.

"Impossible!"

"There must be a problem with the method."

"It must be so, it must be so."

Even if he believes that the gods are stingy with gifts to him, he is not willing to believe that Yiren has no gods.

On the other hand, it is even more difficult for him to accept that his expectations have failed.

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Next.

Nit tried various methods again, constantly adjusting the ritual, singing in multiple languages ​​and singing methods.

However, none worked.

Nite's expectations changed from high to decadent, and finally turned into silence.

This day.

He bought the materials for the ceremony from the black market, and for this he also sold a few supernatural books left by his mother, even though he was a little bit reluctant.

His ghostly shadow flitted under the street lamp, as if he was afraid that others would see his true appearance, although ordinary powerful people couldn't see through his cloak at all.

After returning home.

He put those things down and sat on the table.

"Will it work?"

He would ask himself every time, but this time, there was not much expectation in his tone.

He is still going on, but already feels that this method may not be successful anymore, it is only the strong desire in his heart that keeps him repeating it over and over again.

He leaned back in the chair, feeling a little tired.

It is spiritual fatigue.

He stared straight at the candle in the darkness, and fell into deep thought again in his mind.

He was thinking, what if.

If you can't communicate with their god, the great king of angels in the end, without the help of the other party, will you not avenge yourself?

So many people were killed in the town, so many lives.

Also, his mother.

Nit suddenly stood up: "It can't be like this."

But what if this is not the case?

Nit sat down again, thinking again about how to transform the ritual array.

Looking at the ritual pictures, Nite suddenly remembered something.

He recalled his childhood memories, in that dark forest, he held a strange ceremony with his mother.

My mother said they were praying to God.

It was the same later on. The whole town was thinking about the so-called gods and praying, and the gods really responded and blessed them. It was the power of the gods that made the town prosperous.

It's just that my mother never said which **** it was.

When he was a child, he always thought that he was the king of angels.

Wing people call each other like this.

Most people call God most of the time, just God, and nothing else.

But he has repeated the sacrifice to the King of Angels many times, and he has also learned a lot of advanced extraordinary knowledge, which he has gradually understood.

That should be a god, but it must not be the king of angels.

And obviously.

A very generous and truly responsive God.

"What kind of **** is that?"

"Is that an unknown **** born in the ancient times of the Wingmen?"

He recalled deeply, and once again recalled that night that he didn't want to recall.

Many years have passed, and he still vaguely remembers that his mother used his own blood to draw the ritual array, and he still remembers the terrifying scene where the unknown power surged in.

He remembered the terrible scar on his mother's forehead, which was a trace of taking power away with extraordinary power, an irreparable wound.

But under the power of the unknown existence, it was completely restored, and it was restored together with the power.

Nite still thinks about it, but the blurry image in the back of his mind still scares him and makes him terrified.

"Is that really a righteous god?"

"Righteous God, do you need a blood arrangement ceremony?"

"What kind of **** is that?"

Nit did not arrange any rituals for the next few days. He kept recalling the past and wrote down the ritual array on the table.

He can understand other places, only the name of the god.

The god's name is very strange, it is a character that has never been seen before.

Just looking at the name gives people a feeling that it is too old to be traced back. After a long time, even hallucinations will appear in the mind and ears.

Nit is hesitating whether to communicate with the King of Angels or choose this unknown god.

It is another dawn when all beings fall into sleep.

Nit started the ceremony again, trying to pray to the King of Angels, but this time it still failed unexpectedly.

"Boom!"

In the middle of the night, Nite completely broke his defense.

He overturned the arrangement of the ceremony, knelt deeply on the ground, and roared loudly.

"Why?"

"Why no response?"

"King of Angels, your people and believers need your help, so you just watch the evil gods wreak havoc in your country?"

"You really don't care at all?"

"Still, you can't see anything?"

He couldn't take it anymore.

If the King of Angels can't do anything, why does he stubbornly choose the other party.

He even had some profane thoughts in his mind.

he thought.

If the other party doesn't even care about evil gods harming her people and is powerless, then what qualifications does she have to be this god.

Suddenly, he heard the screams of those ghosts in his body again, and his mother's face also emerged, speaking in his ears.

"Nit!"

"Nit...Nit...Nit..."

"You always choose to escape in this way, to avoid hard work, to avoid learning, to avoid confrontation."

"But one day, you can no longer escape."

Nit was in pain, a red light flashed under the cloak.

"What kind of **** is that?"

"As long as, as long as she can respond to me and meet my requirements."

"So what?"

His body trembled, and he kept looking to the left and right, as if he was talking to himself.

"The ritual is a bit weird, but it doesn't necessarily mean that it is an evil god, right?"

"There are so many unknown existences in the dream world, since mother chose the other party, there must be no problem!"

"Yes!"

"You should trust mom!"

"Trust mom, there is nothing wrong, just listen to mom."

The longing in Nite's heart has already taken root, and it is only a matter of time before he chooses to do this. It seems that many people have already decided on certain things, but they still have to ask others and pray to the gods.

All they need is a reason.

Nit finally chose to sacrifice to the unknown god. He gradually calmed down, knelt on the ground and looked up at the height.

He thought of his mother, the town, and the gift of that unknown god.

She healed her mother's injury, and made the people of the town feel comfortable.

Suddenly he felt longing and strong expectations.

"Ah!"

"That must be a generous god."

"She will definitely respond to me, and will definitely resurrect the people in the town."

"She will definitely... redeem me!"

This time, he just set up the ritual array, and even just chanted the awkward god's name for the first time.

A mysterious wave came from the void, coming from the other side of the dream world.

Before he had time to react, the world in his eyes began to change constantly.

Boundless darkness poured in from all directions, and then layer after layer of ancient buildings spread out along with the surroundings.

And in front of him.

A staircase leading to an endless height continues to spread, as if to spread to the zenith.

Nit understood in an instant.

He communicated with the God that his mother and the town believed in.

Nit raised his head and looked towards the top of the stairs. He saw a tall and stalwart **** of death sitting on the throne that was exactly like his current form, but holding a sickle.

Gripping the scythe, the **** bent down to watch Nit. The terrifying coercion made Nit's mind go blank.

she said.

"Mortal."

"I am the lord of your faith, Naproseth, the king of hell."