strictlysupreme Chapter 933 All Men Are Gods (Please refresh)
Chapter 933 All Men Are Gods (Please refresh)
Chapter 933 All Men Are Gods (Please refresh)
The core medium for the abyss's corruption is this world itself.
The origin and evolution of life both circulate within the World Tree. The Abyss erodes the world, and the world influences life, creating a buffer zone in between.
The premise is that the things that serve as buffer zones are themselves capable of resisting the erosion of the abyss and also have the capacity to protect life.
"Just like the hellish creatures that collapsed upon seeing my mythical form, the extraordinary characteristics that emerged from their bodies are essentially no different from those of holy marks, aren't they?"
Klein calmly said, "Integrating the grinding of the Spirit Insect into the manufacturing process of the Stigmata can solve the first problem."
“But if that happens, Mr. Ke, you…” Huai Shi frowned.
He remembered that the Spirit Worm was essentially Klein's soul; wouldn't that mean it would shatter Klein's soul?
"That's exactly how you'll achieve the desired effect."
Klein nodded slightly and said:
"Question two: Also inspired by extraordinary characteristics, I can create and supply stigmata of different lineages, but some raw materials are required."
"Raw materials?" Huai Shi was taken aback.
"The marks of holiness are the result of analyzing the legacy of the gods. To create a mold, it is natural to analyze the essence and authority of the gods before imitating them."
Klein paused for a moment, then, without keeping him in suspense, said directly:
"Mythical creatures or gods influenced by me will fall into a state of mad and chaotic distortion and splitting. The items that emerge after their death can be used for research, dismantling and processing."
The tentacles beneath him coiled up their extraordinary properties as a sign.
The writhing eyeballs, bronze keys, wooden boxes, and crystal skulls are all unique in shape and carry a hint of eeriness and misfortune, but in the eyes of the people, they have a different symbolic meaning.
“We need offerings.” Chu Hongchen pondered for a moment: “We need to make the gods die willingly.”
"We can die too," the fox from the Abyss Development Bureau immediately exclaimed joyfully.
"All Ascended beings who participated in the Witch's Night can die in this way, replicating the Holy Marks they possess!"
"Evolution. Yes, that's not enough."
The fox, with its homemade tobacco pipe in its mouth, slowly rises bubbles containing wondrous equations as its brain operates according to its innate abilities.
"We don't have many high-level Ascended Ones. We need to evolve based on our own Holy Marks first, so as to satisfy the diversity of the lineage and ensure that the path to the higher levels is not cut off!"
"Organize people to soak in the Dragon Blood Spring, and through a secondary deification process, evolve them into gods of their respective lineages without any holy marks. Even if it's an unorthodox method, it doesn't matter."
"We are able to replicate the lineage that exists in the present world!"
The fox's fur became dry from exhaustion, but he grew increasingly excited, as if he had found the right direction through repeated, endless experiments.
This is truly fantastic news.
With Huai Shi's astonished expression and Klein's indifferent gaze, the news quickly spread throughout the nine kingdoms through the representatives at the meeting.
……
“Miss Lily, the rest is up to you and Mr. KP.”
Klein got off KP and looked longingly at the perfectly soft and comfortable mobile recliner with its own fur trim.
"I pay my respects to you, Mr. Klein."
In the air, Lily, embodying matters detached from history, gave a slight bow to the cat-like insect.
“I have nothing to be respected about me, Miss Lily.”
Klein said gently, "It's just that I had no choice but to do it when there was no other way. Essentially, I'm just an ordinary human being."
KP rolled its eyes, but its spirit thread was still in Klein's hands, so it couldn't speak freely.
Without a mind that borders on the supernatural, nor any innate talent or savior qualities, before becoming Klein Moretti, a history major, he was just an ordinary programmer named Zhou Mingrui.
He grew up in an ordinary way, entered university in an ordinary way, graduated in an ordinary way and became an ordinary office worker. Although the school and society told him that the future belonged to young people, he had no future at all.
A life that you can see right through isn't so bad.
but.
"I only chose to become a god because I had no other choice."
“In this respect, Huai Shi is different from me; he is someone who is born to choose to be a hero.”
Klein said, "Even if there's no connection, he'll do things that harm himself for the benefit of others."
“I know.” Lily lowered her head, hiding the disappointment in her eyes. “That’s how Mr. Huai Shi saved me.”
"One of them."
“It’s different.” Klein shook his head: “The moment he saved you, it was out of self-interest.”
Lily looked slightly surprised.
“If he hadn’t saved you, he would have regretted it for the rest of his life, and he would never forget it, not even on his old age,” Klein said softly.
"I'm not very eloquent. If it were one of my friends, they would probably tell you what love is, right?"
“Miss Lily, I know there is no record of you in that cat house that gathers countless events from parallel worlds.”
"This just proves that for Huai Shi, you have a unique and legendary record that no parallel world has ever had."
The cat-like insect, which was only about a meter tall, raised its head and looked up at the girl's figure.
"So, don't feel inferior and please don't be discouraged."
He took off his top hat and placed it on his chest as a farewell gesture.
In the instant it turned around, a tentacle curled up and snapped out a rhythmic sound like a snap of fingers.
"Let me offer you my farewell gift, which is the spirituality I have accumulated over thousands of years."
"Although."
"It is only limited to this era."
In the warm orange light, the girl received a body from the Fool; a rainbow of light followed, and Odin bestowed upon Hela her authority; a milky white light flickered, and a badge pendant, appearing from nowhere, fell from the sky into her palm.
Even Klein, who had only taken a few steps and was about to disappear into thin air, was stunned when he turned around and saw this scene, along with his KP friends.
"This is a rare opportunity. Shall we go and meet that kid?" KP asked.
"No," Lily shook her head, holding the pendant in her hand, a slight smile playing on her lips:
"I'm going to the Land of the Dead to continue my research on the Abyss Evolution Theory. I want to help Mr. Huai Shi."
"Theoretically, it's feasible." Grulu's nine heads and sixteen pairs of secondary brains also possess powerful computing capabilities.
"My original biological evolution path was the Hydra from Greek mythology. Through dragon blood, I could undergo a secondary deification and even surpass the original text. But before that, I need to industrialize the basic alchemy related to the Stigmata."
"It's a pity that after finally getting to play the role of a god on par with the natural enemy on Witch's Night, there's a time limit for the experience?"
The fire giant Surtur said regretfully, "Give us a little more time, time for the handover."
From this day forward.
Manichaeism, the Ice Sea, Greece, and mythology from various places began to circulate. Giant beasts transformed into gods, walking the earth and adapting to their own authority, leaving their traces in every corner of the world.
During this time, everyone also witnessed Su Ge's true form awaken for the first time in the new era.
He is usually enshrined in a church built on Huai Shi's back. Some culinary demons originally wanted to offer him hellish dishes such as 'Foul Sea Maggots', 'Dark Matter Coke', and 'Severed Seven Souls Noodles', but Huai Shi stopped them.
"Has it reached the finale yet?" Su Ge rubbed her eyes and asked, "Why am I still a pigeon?"
"..." Huai Shi suppressed the urge to complain and said, "Boss, we need gods from India. The ascendants from the Third Brother's side cannot evolve into gods."
“I was weak for a long time after the Heavenly Emperor’s clone died. These things will all be yours in the future, so why are you in such a hurry?” Su Ge sighed.
Don't talk like I'm going to inherit the family fortune. Dude, you're the culprit who stole my godfather's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and eyes.
"I really can't do anything with you guys." Su Ge stood up and channeled her inner energy again:
"Buddhism relies on sudden enlightenment and transcendence rather than physical strength. From now on, come to the Heavenly Court every Tuesday to listen to the sutras and receive private instruction."
Huai Shi: "The Heavenly Court perished long ago."
The exhilarating theme song of evolution begins.
A white-haired, golden-bodied Buddha, strikingly similar to the Gold Saint Shaka, sat cross-legged in the void, with materialized Sanskrit inscriptions emerging in the light—[Shakya Beast].
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Huai Shi was eager to know why it had to be a Digimon, but Su Ge had fallen asleep again, and Shakamon ignored him, beginning to preach towards the western direction of the World Tree.
Although there were no Shiva or Brahma, later generations created many more myths about bodhisattvas and arhats.
The project was now complete.
Aside from the Holy Spirit lineage, over 70% of the current mythological records are replicated.
From the moment of their birth, the gods awaited...
The day of passing away arrives.
"The rest is up to you."
"Leave it to us."
Huai Shi and the others gazed at Klein and the gods waving goodbye, nodding in agreement.
Without any dazzling special effects or the drooping aura that seemed to obliterate the World Tree, in a twilight that could be seen everywhere, the black cat-like worm disintegrated into countless worms, which then quickly coalesced to form a vortex-like bluish-gray door.
A shrill scream filled with delirium rang out.
The mythical behemoths, led by Hydragrilu, glanced back at the kingdom reflected inside the World Tree, then walked into it without looking back.
Distortion, madness, roaring, splitting, alienation. Even with tentacles and eyeballs covering its body, the transformation process did not stop, because this was only the first step.
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In pain and torment, the first god, whose soul and body were corrupted into something indescribable, collapsed.
The extraordinary properties containing the essence of mythology began to coalesce, and the green-skinned goblin craftsmen who had been waiting for a long time quickly collected and moved it.
Then there's Surtur, the fire giant.
Zeus, the deified Taurus.
The Tengshe of the Immortal Era.
Satomi Kohaku evolved from the demon Hannya into the demon Sukuna.
Huai Shi: "."
"What are you looking at, you brat?" Amber noticed Huai Shi's gaze and spat. "I'm not getting involved in your harem. The sooner I die, the better!"
As she was about to step through the bluish-gray door made of insects, her eyelids twitched and her body trembled slightly.
"Lord Su Nuo, how about..."
"Shut up!"
Amber took a deep breath and said, "Go for it, win this Witch's Night!"
"We will win," Huai Shi nodded.
Amber jumped in, followed by another frantic, desperate scream of despair.
Huai Shi and the others who failed the selection for divine transformation, along with the scholars and alchemists who were left behind to create the holy marks, watched quietly, firmly imprinting the images and sounds of all the gods and giant beasts dying in their minds.
The Shakyamuni Beast led the Ascended Ones of India inside.
How should I put it?
A little weird.
As they passed through the insect-like door, the vortex inside clearly paused for a moment before continuing to operate.
Then, these Buddhist-like deities remained silent, a slightly eerie smile playing on their lips, while chanting incomprehensible scriptures:
"All things are impermanent, Nirvana is bliss, Namo Belobog the Great Celestial Venerable of Light."
Hua la la la——
As expected of India, the number of 'relics' they produced was more than other lineages.
But
"Why would the Indian genealogy reveal the miracles of the white god Beloberg and the black god Chernaberg, as well as a bunch of Slavic deities?"
Chu Hongchen, holding a pile of processed holy marks and a few divine miracles, asked Huai Shi for information.
Not only that, but there seems to be something else as well.
'Who knows what scriptures that Shakyamuni beast preached or what doctrines it spread!' Huai Shi wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Your Heavenly Kingdom sewed so many random divine attributes onto the Heavenly Emperor back then?"
"Slander! I'll sue you for slander!"
Huai Shi got anxious.
This unsolved mystery can only be attributed to the fact that the divinity absorbed by the rancher at birth was too complex.
Finally, by the fiftieth twilight, the bluish-gray insect door had become much thinner.
"ended."
"No," Huai Shi thought for a moment, looked at the starlight ring behind him, and said, "There's more."
The souls of the stars and immortals are transmitting fragmented thoughts.
They wanted to join in, using their immortal souls as a mark and their magic as a legacy for future generations, unwilling to live a miserable existence in the living hell within Huai Shi's body.
This was the first and last time Huai Shi sensed the presence of those wills after absorbing the ruins of the Heavenly Court.
"Mr. K, please hold on a little longer."
Ignoring whether Klein could still hear her, Huai Shi continued to spin wildly behind him as a burst of intense light rushed into the ring!
There was no resistance; they were just a bunch of broken souls. Klein's only drain was that he needed to completely integrate his own spirituality into them, which was undoubtedly the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Nevertheless, he held on until the immortals vanished.
The dark vortex has disappeared.
The countless transparent insects also disappeared.
All that remains are a pile of the most primitive stigma templates and deformed objects containing miracles and authority, waiting for the craftsmen to carry out further processing.
Yang Jian, his body wrapped in bandages, stood on Huai Shi's body, gazing at the church for a long time, before slowly turning around.
He glanced at the somewhat dejected Madoka Kaname and raised the corners of his mouth: "Anyway, it's not real, just treat it as a game."
"But," Kaname Madoka looked at Yang Jian and said, "if such a thing really happened, Brother Yang Jian, you and everyone else would do the same, right?"
Yang Jian shrugged: "I'm still Yang Jian. I'm still alive and haven't turned into Yang Jian."
He walked past Xiao Yuan, then paused for a moment.
"But don't worry, you're younger than me, so..."
"They'll probably be behind me in line."
The gods cannot fight against Ragnarok, but they can choose the day of their own Ragnarok.
In class, Gao Xuanwu vaguely woke up from his dream and caught the piece of chalk.
"Gao Xuanwu, you answer this!" The teacher pointed to the textbook and said, "What's the difference between the mythological era and the modern era?"
Gao Xuanwu stood up as if it were commonplace: "From that time on, all the common people in this mortal world are like gods and immortals."
The long, dark night has come to an end.
(End of this chapter)