I Am God!

In a dark laboratory.

Lester wrote in his notes: "There is nothing wrong with my assumption, there is no problem."

"It must be possible."

"But this requires extraordinary power. I don't have the blood of wisdom and power. How can I obtain extraordinary power?"

Lester immediately looked at the raised blood-sucking worm in the laboratory.

The divine arts knowledge in his head immediately provided him with a direction.

and.

And this provided him with the scheme and the strength to carry out the idea.

It seems that the "God of Knowledge" gave him not only knowledge, but also some other things, which made him seem completely different.

how to say?

like a genius.

Mad genius.

Lester looked at the blood-sucking worm with fiery eyes, then lowered his head and continued to write in his notes.

"I can sign a spiritual contract with the vampire worm, and then I can use its power."

"It is an extraordinary life, and it can conclude a contract with the spirit world."

He began to use the knowledge he got from the "God of Knowledge" to design a spiritual contract to be signed with the blood-sucking worm.

The knowledge given to him by the "God of Knowledge" is very powerful and precise. Ordinary spirit priests may be able to know how to draw a contract in the spirit world, but most of them just follow the patterns left by their predecessors.

But what the other party gave to Lester, told him the function of every stroke and every pattern of the spiritual contract.

This is the most orthodox priestly inheritance.

Originated from the inheritance of the first generation of truth sage Sand'an.

In the laboratory, Lester once again drew a spiritual contract.

in use.

At the same time, Lester was constantly digesting the knowledge in his mind.

The blood-sucking worm has no name, and Lester took off a piece of its skin and put it on the spiritual contract.

And he himself dripped a drop of blood on it, and wrote his name in blood.

It was originally just an ordinary pattern, but it immediately showed extraordinary power after the painting was successful, and the power from another world was instilled on it.

In the sky above the ritual array, the shadow of a golden cup appeared.

It was blurry, but exuded a luster like the sun.

Lester stood in front of the pattern, singing loudly.

"I'm Lester."

"I am willing to share a part of my life with you and conclude a symbiotic contract with you."

Contracts appeared on the body of the vampire worm, which immediately subsided after emerging from the surface of the body.

But here it is, not done yet.

"Gulu."

With a cruel heart, he directly swallowed the blood-sucking worm into his stomach, and carried out a symbiosis with him.

The blood-sucking worm pierced into his heart, and then coiled on it, beating with his heartbeat.

And at the same time, he suddenly felt a strong attraction to him.

He looked over and found that it was a blood-red stone the size of a fingernail.

"Lifestone."

He felt the life bloodstone resonating with him, because the blood-sucking worm and its power came from the same blood.

That is the power of life of Sally, the mother of life and the king of Ruhe giant monsters.

Lester is not a powerful person, he is just an ordinary person, but at this moment he possesses a powerful force.

Lester held out his hand.

His hand suddenly softened like noodles, turning into a blood-red paste.

He stretched out his hand, which instantly turned into blood-red tentacles.

Take it back.

It is still a pair of ordinary palms.

This feeling is really wonderful.

He is not a powerful person, he is still just an ordinary person, but at this moment he has obtained part of the power of a powerful person through the symbiosis with the blood-sucking worm.

"Witch doctor?"

"This is the power of the witch doctor, I finally have their power!"

Lester stared at the power in a daze.

For more than ten years, he has been pursuing the power of the witch doctor.

finally.

He finally got it.

Although it's just a weakened version of the witch doctor's powers, Lester hasn't even figured out how to use it yet.

But using this power, he can feel the intestinal worms that have multiplied in his wife's body and kill them, without worrying about his surgery causing his wife another injury.

At least.

There is no problem in sustaining his wife's life for the time being.

Lester was so excited that he ran out of the laboratory and came home.

on the operating table.

His hands were caressing his wife's abdomen, and the bloodshot needles spread out like strands of blood.

Piercing along the gap of the bone armor, the wife immediately fell asleep.

By the time my wife woke up, the bone-deep pain had disappeared.

The wife opened her eyes and saw Lester's ecstatic face.

"Your illness is cured."

The wife also laughed together: "Really?"

She also suddenly discovered that the feeling that tormenting her so much that she couldn't fall asleep had dissipated.

Lester nodded: "However, your body is too weak."

"You've been ill for too long, and this nasty bug has been taking your toll."

"Wait a minute, wait a little longer."

"My elixir is about to be completed. At that time, I will definitely give you a completely healthy body, a body that returns to youth."

Although the wife is weak, she looks much more energetic.

"The panacea?"

"Isn't that a wild legend?"

There was confidence in Leicester's eyes: "In my hands, it's about to become a reality."

The improvement of his wife gave Leicester a huge motivation.

Leicester began to carry out the next step of the experiment again, so that the so-called healthiest and perfect three-leaf human form was recorded on the life blood stone.

He immediately searched for a corresponding method in the memory he got from the "God of Knowledge".

"Memory model magic."

Lester immediately found a way.

Derived from the spiritual power activation technique, the divine technique that can characterize an information model on extraordinary power is not powerful.

It is not uncommon for many workshops to use this method to mass-produce miraculous creations.

But Lester immediately applied this method to his own experiments.

He took the blood of many three-leaf people, and he also entered the information of various healthy internal organs, organs, and skin into the Stone of Life.

"The more information collected, the more accurate it will be, and the more we can adjust his body to the best state according to the physical condition of different people."

at last.

This bloodstone of life gradually changed its appearance, and two figures hugging each other appeared.

They are a man and a woman.

It's like a delicate carving, a tiny work of art.

When it was done, Lester was neither pleased nor thrilled.

But the whole person lost his mind.

Holding the "panacea" in his hand, he seemed to be looking at the most exquisite work of art, a perfect creation he had spent his entire life carving.

"This is it."

"This is it."

"It's perfect, it's really perfect."

This is according to Lester's idea, it can restore every Sanye person to the healthiest state in an instant, and can treat all diseases in the world.

That is.

Panacea.

On the bed, Lester and his wife looked at each other.

There was some uneasiness in Lester's eyes. Although he had created a panacea, he had confidence in his years of hard work.

However, this was the first time it was actually used on a living person after all.

Lester: "Are you ready?"

The wife saw the uneasiness in Lester's eyes: "I believe you."

Lester took a deep breath and finally calmed down.

He held the "universal panacea" in his hand, and held his wife's hand in one hand.

A blood-red force lifted, spreading from Lester's body towards his wife.

Finally, the void gave birth to a drop of red liquid.

The liquid rippled and dripped into the body of Lester's wife.

"huh~"

Lester's wife snorted, and a powerful force acted directly on her body.

Her depleted internal organs, her weakened body, cloudy eyes.

It is constantly being repaired at the moment.

even.

Lester felt that his wife seemed much younger in an instant.

As the red light dissipated, the wife who could only lie on the bed supported the edge of the bed and stood up little by little.

She exercised her body a few times and found that she was really completely healed.

The wife looked at herself in shock, and then at her husband Lester.

"What exactly is going on?"

"Is it really that powerful?"

Lester hugged his wife and leaned happily on her shoulder.

He's been panicking these days, he can't feel the moment of losing her.

"Here is what I made for you—the panacea."

His wife patted him on the shoulder: "I have always believed in you and can do what you want to do.

He took his wife out of the house.

After seeing Leicester, the people outside immediately fell into cheers.

"Mr. Lester is out."

"His wife is well too, and Mrs. Lester is well."

Hundreds of people gathered around, everyone looked at Lester with longing and admiration, and some even knelt on the ground to express their gratitude to Lester.

"Holy hand."

"Holy hand."

After this plague, Leicester's reputation has reached its peak.

People actually erected a statue to him, like the one Anjo City had made for Saint Stan Tito.

On the pedestal under the statue, Leicester's name and deeds are engraved.

Surrounded by a crowd of nobles, Leicester said his speech in front of the statue, and then thanked everyone.

"thank you all."

"thank you all."

The name of the holy hand has spread throughout the whole of Siensay.

——

Leicester Hospital.

A child who was also weakened and about to die after being infected by the plague came to seek medical treatment. The mother hugged her child and kept begging Lester.

"Please save my child."

The doctor at the hospital said to the mother: "There is no other way to deal with this situation. Instead of sending the child to the hospital to suffer, it is better to spend his last days at home with his relatives."

But his mother was still very unwilling, and he looked at Lester.

"Holy hand."

"You are the most powerful doctor, you must have a way, right?"

Seeing the child's painful face, Lester also felt extremely uncomfortable.

He once again thought of the "universal panacea" he made.

I thought: "Since I used it once, why can't I use it a second time."

Lester said to his apprentice, "Bring her in."

The apprentice looked at Lester in surprise: "Mr. Lester, this..."

In his opinion, the man was completely hopeless.

Even if it is forced to stay, it will only increase the pain for nothing.

However, Lester's "medical skills" far exceeded his imagination.

In just a few days, he has changed from an ordinary person to an existence with the power of "panacea".

For the first time in front of people, Lester showed his power that is even more magical than the witch doctor.

He urged the power of the "universal panacea" with one hand, and held the child's hand with the other.

In a short while, a patient who was previously considered to be mortal was revived, and he was exactly the same as other healthy children as soon as he got out of the hospital bed.

"miracle!"

"This is a miracle!"

The other patients who saw this scene shouted in shock.

This is no longer medicine, this is a miracle.

"When did Mr. Lester become so powerful?" The apprentices in the medical institute looked at Lester, all dumbfounded.

"This must be the power of the witch doctor, the power of the witch doctor in the legend." The older doctor immediately remembered the legend about the witch doctor.

It also starts from this moment.

No one died in Leicester's hospital anymore, and the title of the Holy Hand became truly worthy of its name.

Everyone said it.

Lestat learned the power of the witch doctor.

It is also said that Lester has mastered the method of rejuvenating people, because the people he treated are not only cured, but even healthier than before.

This also caused many nobles to go to Leicester and ask Leicester to treat them.

Leicester refused as nonsense.

sunny.

Lester bowed his head on the table, holding a pen in one hand.

He looked at the scroll and hesitated, but still wrote.

"Great witch doctor, my teacher, Lord Left Hand."

"Forgive me for telling you now, a few years ago..."

Lester went to the witch doctor's house, told his teacher about the life bloodstone he had stolen, and asked the teacher how to make the life bloodstone.

he.

Want to make more panaceas.

He wanted to make doctors another profession with extraordinary power.

He asked people from the business group to deliver the letter, and then returned home.

"it's dark."

"Why don't we even turn on the lights?"

However, as soon as he opened the door, Lester saw his wife lying motionless on the ground.

He rushed up immediately and anxiously helped his wife up.

It turned out that the wife seemed to be just asleep and had no other problems.

"Hello!"

"What's wrong?"

Lester patted his wife's face, and the wife slowly opened her eyes and woke up.

However, when he woke up, the first sentence made Lester feel cold.

"Who are you?"

"I..." Lester choked on his words.

"I am your husband, Lester!"

It took a long time for his wife to recognize him and nodded.

"oh!"

"It's Lester!"

At first Lester thought it was just because there were too many patients in the hospital these days, and his wife was too busy and tired.

But then this kind of situation began to appear one after another, each time becoming more serious.

The wife kept forgetting the memories about the past, and began to forget her relatives and friends.

She even forgot where her home was.

She couldn't even leave the house at first, let alone be an assistant to Lester.

At the end.

The wife lay on the bed completely and could not move.

Lester was by the bed, constantly calling his wife's name.

"Hello!"

"Wake up!"

"Wake up!"

He called his wife's name, but nothing happened.

this time.

The "universal panacea" he had placed high hopes on could not save his wife at all, because this time the problem no longer appeared at the physical level, but seemed to appear at another level.

He could only watch helplessly as his wife became an immortal person.

He refused all the guests to take care of his wife, and even left everything in the hospital behind. Even apprentices and doctors were refused by him.

He has been flipping through books in the laboratory, looking for his wife's physical problems.

Or.

What went wrong while searching for his panacea.

However, until the end, he was not able to find the problem.

At the beginning, my wife was awake for half a day.

But even when she woke up, she couldn't remember who Lester was.

Waving its hands towards the sky like a baby, it made a sound like babbling.

"Yeah!" The wife turned her head and yelled at Lester.

Those eyes were full of strangeness, as if asking who he was.

but.

However, the language of the face-to-face inquiry could not be uttered.

"Hmm!" Lester didn't know how to respond, but kept nodding.

He touched his wife's face, tears streaming from his eyes.

The situation of the wife is getting worse day by day, and it is irreparable.

Until the last moment of her life, the wife suddenly woke up from that state like a living dead.

She was lying on the bed, her empty pupils suddenly lit up.

But she seemed to be unable to see anything, and kept groping around the bed with her hands.

"Lester!"

"Lester..."

Lester was looking at the pile of books in front of the window, when he heard the sound, he turned his head immediately.

He threw himself on the bed excitedly, held his wife's hand and looked at him.

"I'm here."

"I'm here."

He was so excited that his whole body was shaking, and he kept talking.

"You're finally awake, you're finally awake."

"do you know?"

"I've been...I've been...waiting for you..."

Lester was choked up and speechless.

But his wife just looked at him sadly.

He opened his mouth and said, "Is what you made... really a panacea?"

Lester was directly hit by this sentence, as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt.

this problem.

And that's exactly what he's been skeptical about these days.

After the wife finished saying this, she fell into a deep sleep again, and her empty eyes completely lost their luster.

Then.

Never woke up again.

Two days later, Lester's wife died.

Looking at his wife's cold body, Lester sat on the ground in despair.

"how so?"

"What's wrong?"

He stumbled out of the house, wandering the streets like a walking dead, and many people on the streets pointed at him.

Lester has not left the house these days, and he put all his attention on his wife.

He doesn't know yet.

My wife is not the first person to experience this symptom, let alone the first person to die.

Rumors are already everywhere in Cross City, and everyone is secretly talking about Leicester's evil experiment and the rumors of the living dead.

All the critically ill patients treated by Leicester had problems a little bit after a few months.

They gradually forgot what they used to be, and then turned into a ignorant living dead, and finally they could not eat or move.

die slowly.

This has to make people wonder what Leicester has done.

Gradually, there were rumors in the city about Lester experimenting with patients.

Especially recently, he has been missing, which increases this suspicion.

Lester walked to the street in a daze, and suddenly he ran into a person.

A person who looks like a walking dead like him, a mother who is distraught.

A mother wanders the streets with a child in her arms.

The moment the mother saw him, she squeezed through the crowd and rushed up like crazy.

As soon as she came up, she blocked Lester's way and asked him repeatedly.

"Did you do it?"

"Did you do it?"

Lester didn't understand anything at first, he stared blankly at the mother, and then recognized that this was the mother of the little girl he rescued with the second elixir.

Then he lowered his head and saw the child.

No.

It was the body of a child.

Obviously, the other party died as well as his wife.

died in the arms of his mother.

The mother grabbed Lester's clothes tightly, and finally knelt on the ground crying and wailing.

"tell me."

"you tell me."

"My child, my child...why did he die?"

"Before she died she said..."

"She said she couldn't see the light, and she said why there was no boat to pick her up."

"She...was abandoned by God!"

Mother screamed in despair.

"What the hell did you do? What did you do to my child?"

Lester was completely devastated.

He stood in the middle of the street, screaming with tearing eyes.

"sorry."

"sorry."

"I don't want this, and I don't want this."

Lester yelled out the pain that had been pent up in his heart these days, his voice full of self-doubt and despair.

"I used power that I shouldn't have used, I overestimated myself."

"I thought the experiment was successful."

"I thought I made it."

The crowd was in an uproar, and everyone looked at Lester in disbelief.

"No way!"

"Mr. Lester, he..."

"It turns out that he was really conducting experiments."

"Is he experimenting with patients?"

"I just said, why does he suddenly have such a powerful power, he can actually resurrect people from the dying, and even return them to youth."

Overnight, Leicester fell from the clouds.

He became a street mouse that everyone shouted and beat, and even more victims came towards this side.

Lester was in excruciating pain.

He returned to his home amidst the accusations of thousands of people.

He pushed open the door and saw his wife's body lying on the bed.

He fell to the ground, backing away in fear.

"It's not true."

"It's not true, it's all fake."

Lester knelt on the ground covering his face and wept.

However, no matter how much you deceive yourself and others, you can't deceive the world, let alone reverse reality.

His wife died, and the patients he revived became the living dead.

even.

When they died, they didn't even have a boat to pick them up, and they had no way to return to the firmament of the kingdom of God.

At this time, he thought of someone again.

wrong.

It was a self-proclaimed god.

He opened the door of the laboratory, didn't even bother to close the door, and went straight to the basement.

He scribbled the spirit deed ritual array on the ground, and finally drew the names of the supplicant and the supplied on it.

"call!"

A nameless breeze blew, and the ritual array was lit up.

"quick!"

"Quick!"

"faster."

The activation of this ritual was very fast, but Leicester felt so long.

He was so eager to see each other that he couldn't wait any longer.

The feeling of weightlessness falling from the sky descended, and he once again came to an illusory realm.

Lester stood in this empty world, he turned around and saw the huge door.

And the figure on the giant gate, the so-called god of knowledge.

The "God" lowered his gaze, looking at the tiny ant-like existence under the giant gate.

"Witch Doctor Apprentice Lester."

"Why are you back again?"

Lester didn't care about being insane anymore, he stepped forward excitedly and told the other party.

"you tell me."

"Why did I fail? You said you gave me enough knowledge, but I still failed."

"I can't find the reason at all."

The figure on the door told him calmly: "I told you, there has never been any panacea."

"All I give you is the knowledge and power you want."

"As for why it failed?"

"Then you have to ask yourself."

"Why do you think that you will be able to succeed from the very beginning?"

The figure on the door lowered his head and looked at him lightly.

"mortal."

"It's you who are arrogant!"

Lester was at a loss and was so flustered that he didn't know what to do.

"please!"

"please."

"Tell me, what exactly should I do?"

As if grabbing a life-saving straw, he pleaded bitterly to the "god" on the door.

"If you are really a god, give me, a tiny mortal, a guide!"

The figure poked its chin with its hand, looking at Lester boredly.

He didn't feel the same sorrow, pain and despair at all, he just felt that this mortal in front of him was quite interesting, like a clown on a stage, writhing and swaying his body under the teasing of fate.

This is something that a rational and crazy existence like him cannot understand and feel.

"So."

"Mortal, what more do you want?"

"As a god, maybe I can give you a little help.

An idea finally appeared in Lester's mind, he no longer wanted to make any panacea, and now he just wanted to save his wife.

"I want to revive my wife's knowledge."

The figure nodded and said in an extremely relaxed tone.

"This is not difficult for a great god."

"But as a god, there are also rules that you must abide by."

The figure of light and dust looked at Lester: "And I..."

"It is such a god who is just and abides by the rules."

"I adhere to the law of equivalent exchange, anyone who wants to get something from me has to pay a price."

Lester yelled at the giant door: "Any price is fine, I just want my wife."

The figure on the door asked him: "Is everything really okay?"

Lester had tears in his eyes: "Anything is really possible, merciful God!"

"As long as I have, I will give you all."

The majesty on the figure's face was almost unbearable, and the corners of his mouth opened in a crazy arc.

"very good."

"very good."

"Then I will teach you how to resurrect the dead."

The figure stood up and opened its arms.

"Benevolent gods."

"Benefits will be given to mortals again."

The giant door opened, and endless light flooded Leicester.

Lester looked at the door that opened a little bit, the light behind it shone on his face.

Unlimited hope bloomed in his pupils.

"ah!"

"I don't want any panacea, I just...just my wife."

He gave up the future and chose the present.

behind that door.

It is what he thinks is the answer to redeem himself.

"Boom."

The door slammed shut, but the figure on the door couldn't bear it anymore.

He laughed wildly, leaning forward and backward.

There is no longer the majestic and benevolent image just now.

"Benevolent gods."

"Hahahahaha."

He grinned and said in a crazy tone: "I not only want to give you a chance to live again, but also give you the gift of eternal life."

"How about it?"

"What god can be more generous than me, can be more generous than me?"

But he suddenly fell into deep thought again, and became suspicious of Lester's panacea.

"What the hell is this?"

"The panacea?"

"The power of this thing is a bit magical, how can such a thing be done?"

"I've never seen it before."

The villain in the bottle immediately remembered something, and the memory inherited from Anhofus immediately reminded him of the scene of meeting the witch doctor.

"wrong."

"This can't be...the eternal power of witch doctors?"

——

cross city.

south of the city.

The painter who was sleeping suddenly turned over, as if he was inspired by some existence.

He hurriedly opened the door and came into the studio.

In the dark night, a figure in the studio hangs on the wall, leaning against the wall, as if countless eyes are watching him.

It looks a little eerie.

He flipped through the mountains of paintings in the studio, hastily and impatiently, and threw his own works to the ground like garbage.

at last.

His eyes froze, staring at a cloth painting of a giant door hidden in a corner like a pilgrimage.

The painter knelt on the ground and kowtowed reverently to the painting.

"O great god of knowledge!"

"You finally answered me.

The so-called "god of knowledge" delivered oracles to his followers.