I Am God!

Chapter 326 The chosen one will become the new god

An iron cart entered the City of Lights, dragged by the Earthly Dragon.

There was a lot of noise outside the car, and the street smelled bad, filled with the stench of feces.

There are snake people and other animals.

You can also see many sail beasts on the roadside that are much smaller than the ground dragons. They unload their trailers and lie down in the corners to rest. This kind of beasts of burden is very slow, but very powerful. Compared with the ground dragons, Caravans preferred to use sails to carry beasts of burden.

Old Tut's divine lamp was taken away, and he sat quietly in the car, looking a little tired.

The ground dragon does run very fast, but it is not as steady as the sail beast.

Very bumpy.

He was making small movements, and one movement was covering another.

"Clang!"

The vehicle suddenly tilted and hit another vehicle.

Suddenly there was a commotion outside.

But the lamp holder immediately calmed down his panic, then straightened the iron cart and looked at Old Tut inside.

There was such a loud noise as the vehicle rolling around just now, but Old Tut was leaning in the corner very comfortably.

But the captain of the lamp-bearing team could tell what Old Tut was thinking at a glance: "What did you throw away?"

"Don't try any tricks, you can't escape our eyes."

"Our attitude towards you is good enough, don't make things difficult for us."

Old Tut didn't say anything, and the captain of the lamp-bearing team ignored him and went to find it himself.

soon.

A crumpled paper ball was found. It was a letter.

And it’s not written now, it should have been written long ago.

The captain of the lamp-bearer did not open it and look at it. He was very cautious; his responsibility was to bring back Old Tut. He would never do anything he shouldn't do, and he would never look at anything he shouldn't.

"Is there something important in the letter?"

"Why not destroy it?"

"Or do you want to use it to attract someone?"

The captain of the lamp-bearing team looked at Old Tut's expression, as if he wanted to see something.

But Old Tut said nothing, as if he was sleeping.

The captain of the lamp-bearing team smelled the letter, and a special magic was activated. He didn't feel any mark, but he felt another power.

"The Letter of the Rainbow Tree?"

The lamp-holder glanced at Old Tut and carefully put the letter away.

"No matter what thoughts you have, it's useless."

"I'll keep an eye on you."

Then the group of people moved forward, heading to the deepest part of the City of Lights.

but.

Old Tut was not just using one action to cover another action, he was also using one thing to cover another thing.

Old Tut left behind two things, both of which were discovered.

The other thing was left in the animal pen on the other side of the road, under the beast of burden resting on its belly, and it happened to be undiscovered.

That's his alchemy manual.

He did not choose to leave things in advance, because leaving things elsewhere in advance would have no meaning at all; and only when they reach the destination where these people arrived, the coordinates left behind will have meaning.

Old Tut was taken to a building, where the man who wanted to catch him was waiting for him.

But the moment he entered the City of Lights, he roughly understood who was looking for him.

Old Tut looked at the old snake man in front of him who was wearing a cloak that covered his entire body, but could not hide his rickety figure.

He called out the other person's name and identity.

"Lord of the City of Lights!"

"Hingis, the Great Elder of the Alchemy Council!"

The other party was much older than Tut, and it was Hingis, the great elder of the Land of the Rising Sun, whom he had met before he was exiled to the White Tower.

Hingis was not surprised that the other party could guess him.

He twisted the snake's tail little by little and came forward, taking off the hood on his head.

"It's been a while!"

"but……"

"Actually, I met you decades ago, Tut from the Taling School."

When he called out Tut's name, he just walked up to Tut and stared at him.

Looking at his face, which, like his own, had aged with time.

He didn't seem to be looking at Tut, but himself.

"In the blink of an eye, people grow old."

Hingis turned around and continued talking about the Taling School.

At that time, Hingis was not a great elder, but a young man from the Golden Family.

But at that time, the Tower Spirit School had reached its peak.

Hingis can still recall the third-level evil spirit that was so powerful that it exceeded ordinary people's imagination. Its mental power was nearly ten times greater than his own now. That was due to the power of his talent.

But that talent is not just the third-level evil spirit's own, but the talents of many people combined.

There are also dolls that summon divine favor puppets, release terrifying spiritual force fields, and control magic gold like the king of metals, gods on earth.

Thinking back to this day, I am still shocked.

"I witnessed the power of the secret arts of the Tower Spirit School at that time, and I also witnessed the power of the genius named Oran."

"The ability to inherit the talents of predecessors and the secret skills that can plunder the talents of others has led to the emergence of many extremely powerful figures in the Tower Spirit School."

"The doll named Oran also became a fourth-level apostle."

When he talked about the puppet Olan, and when he talked about the scene where Olan released his mental field control, his eyes were filled with excitement and desire.

Old Tut: "So you said so much, what do you mean?"

"Do you just want to take a look at the old guy from the Taling School?"

Hingis looked at Old Tut and revealed the reason why he secretly captured Old Tut: "I want the secret technique of the Taling School."

Old Tut: "What secret technique?"

Hingis: "The art of spreading fire."

Old Tut also noticed the look in Hingis's eyes when he talked about the doll Olan. He couldn't help it. The old man rubbed his face before asking Hingis seriously.

"You want to be a madman too."

"or!"

The old man spread his hands: "Become a doll?"

Hingis said: "Olan is not crazy, I saw it with my own eyes."

"If I can become an apostle, what if I change my body?"

"That is the existence closest to the gods, an apostle that transcends the limits of mortals, and has a life span of thousands of years."

"If I change my body, I can get rid of my mortal fate. What's wrong with that?"

Old Tut looked into Hingis's eyes, and he saw madness and extreme desire in those eyes.

In other words, greed.

Old Tut looked at these eyes and suddenly thought of his teacher.

It’s not the same craziness and desire.

But even people like his own teacher couldn't restrain their inner desires in the end and caused such a terrible disaster, leading to the demise of the entire Tower Spirit School.

What would happen if the Fire Transferring Technique fell into the hands of a person like this?

Old Tut's attitude immediately changed, and his always kind expression became serious.

"I know what you are thinking. You want to plunder other people's talents and use them to break through your own power and become an apostle."

"I know better what you will do."

"But you won't get it."

Hingis put away his smiling face, and the atmosphere became serious.

"Do you know the consequences of rejecting someone who holds the power of your life and death?"

Old Tut usually seemed like a very peaceful old man, a gentle and knowledgeable scholar.

But at critical moments, he was more stubborn and determined than anyone else.

"Is this the Great Elder of the Alchemy Council?"

"You are a descendant of Xinji. You are a servant whose name is known to the gods. You are destined to become the light of the Miracle Garden."

"Xinji once led the entire Land of the Rising Sun out of the wilderness and created the current prosperity. In the end, it became the light that guides everyone in the Kingdom of God."

"When a person dies, he should return to the dreamy sea of stars."

"When the alchemist dies, he should return to the Miracle Garden."

Hingis said to Old Tut: "That's an ordinary person."

"If I could be an apostle of God, I could do better."

Hingis moved forward a few meters and looked outside the door: "Look at how prosperous the Land of the Rising Sun is under my leadership. This is all my fault. I am God's best believer. "

"I am not an ordinary person. I am a descendant of Xinji. I have the blood of the Golden Family flowing through me. I deserve more."

"The only problem is that my talent is a bit lacking."

"God has already begun to select His apostles. If my talent is stronger, I will definitely be able to become God's apostle."

Old Tut: "Maybe, that will be your fate."

Hingis turned his head and could see that Old Tut's words angered him: "What is life?"

"Fate is what God arranges. Do you, a mortal, understand what fate is?"

Old Tut: "Then why didn't the God of Alchemy and Desire choose you?"

One sentence.

Hingis rushed directly in front of Old Tut.

The Lao She native said with almost face to face, gritted teeth to Tut: "God will choose me, He will definitely choose me."

Old Tut looked at Hingis with mockery in his eyes, which then turned into pity.

This high-ranking elder can only deceive himself and others when it comes to his own beliefs.

"Those who blindly pursue power will eventually suffer consequences."

"Those who use fire telepathy are eventually engulfed in flames."

"Even if you get the fire transmission technique, you won't get what you want. It's useless."

"Great Elder Hingis!"

"give up!"

Hingis didn't like what Old Tut said very much. He didn't like hearing others say that he failed.

He is the great elder, the supreme ruler of the Land of the Rising Sun, and the patriarch of the Golden Family.

His voice was calm at the beginning, and gradually became emotional, and became more and more intense.

It started from the moment when Old Tut said why the God of Alchemy didn't choose him.

"That's you."

"I am different. I am a descendant of golden blood."

"My ancestor Xinji was the first believer in the God of Alchemy and Desire."

Old Tutt didn't back down at all: "Everyone thinks they are special."

"But I think..."

"You're definitely not the one."

"Look at your eyes, crazy, greedy and blind."

"After you obtain the Fire Transferring Technique, you are destined to fall into madness."

Old Tut had witnessed his teacher's depravity with his own eyes, and he knew very well that the chaos and madness that penetrated deep into his heart was unstoppable, and no one could resist it; except for Olan, who used Elena's Heart, but this special case even to this day has failed Old Tut Don't understand why.

"You will fail."

"Then it becomes a crazy evil spirit, and then causes a chain of disasters, and the entire City of Lights may suffer catastrophe."

Hingis said: "I have a way, and I will succeed."

"Just give it to me. Give it to me and you can live. I can give you anything you want."

"Don't you want to re-establish the Tower Spirit School?"

"I can even help you and one of Oran become the elders of the Golden City again and restore the glory of the Tower Spirit School."

Old Tut shook his head and continued.

"Really can not."

"Even if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't give it to anyone else..."

Hingis suddenly felt a nameless evil fire igniting in his heart, filling his mind for a moment; maybe it was because his patience reached the limit, or maybe it was because Old Tut denied him time and time again.

Denying the attention of the gods to him, denying everything about him.

The anger that came from nowhere surged up, and Hingis suddenly roared.

"After I die, let the floods come to the sky."

He drooled and raised the scepter in his hand.

"It doesn't matter how many people die!"

"What the hell is the City of Lights!"

"What a disaster!"

"I am of golden blood, I should get what I get, it all belongs to me."

“If God doesn’t give it to me, then I will get it myself!”

But after he said this, he was stunned.

He didn't know that this was what he said out of anger.

still.

This is what I thought deep down in my heart.

Old Tut was also stunned for a moment, and now he could completely see the face of the person in front of him.

Some people can deceive others and even themselves, but they cannot deceive their inner desires.

Old Tut looked at Hingis.

He shook his head and said.

"I suddenly understand why the God of Alchemy and Desire did not choose you."

"The high-sounding words you say are all just for yourself."

"You have no faith in God, no faith as an alchemist, and no compassion for the people."

Hingis was completely impatient now: "I hate people like you very much. I gave you a choice but you didn't choose."

"It doesn't matter. If you don't give it to me, I'll take it from your mind."

"Originally I didn't want to use this method."

An ordinary snake man came up with a lamp of divine contract. It was Old Tut's lamp of divine contract. This lamp was the source of the alchemist's power.

The Lamp of the Divine Contract is sealed.

Old Tut faced a desperate situation.

If you compromise, you will survive. If you don't compromise, the other party will use magic to search his memory and seize the information in his mind.

Even if you won't die at that time, it will be almost the same as death, and even more uncomfortable than death.

Seeing his lamp of divine contract getting closer and about to be caught by Hingis, Old Tut suddenly moved.

He wants to snatch his own divine lamp.

"Boom!"

But when Hingis raised his scepter, a powerful force directly hit Tut's body and knocked him out.

Tut rubbed against the floor and flew far away, and did not stop until it was mounted on the wall.

Tut couldn't get up for a long time and looked injured.

Hingis looked at Tut with a superior look: "I am a high-ranking alchemist."

"Third-level powerful person."

But Tut slowly sat up and leaned against the wall.

He looked at his Divine Contract Lamp and could see that wonderful changes were taking place inside.

The moment Old Tut approached, he had already cast a special magic from the Tower Spirit School by relying on his own connection with the Divine Contract Lamp.

It is derived from the God of Fire technique, but has completely different functions.

"Don't you want the fire transmission technique of the Tower Spirit School?"

"I'll tell you now."

"The Tower Spirit School can not only transmit fire, but also swallow fire."

The words fell.

The light in the lamp of divine contract actually exploded and broke away from the lamp of divine contract.

Drilled towards Old Tut.

Old Tut stood up and swallowed the light.

The flames were blazing.

Tut himself directly transformed into a lantern, becoming a powerful special flame spirit.

Lamp spirits are something that can only be condensed by third-level powerful people, or after the alchemist dies and receives a gift from the gods, he enters the Miracle Garden and becomes a lantern spirit.

But at this moment, Old Tut briefly took on the form of a lantern.

Although compared to the real lanterns, they are still much weaker.

Flames burst.

It spread directly along the room, turning into fire and rushing out along the passages and corridors.

A flaming snake figure rushed out of the fire and rushed towards Hingis.

Several first-level lamp-holders guarding the entrance were swallowed up by the lights on the spot, and the entire room was turned into a sea of flames.

Even Hingis was caught off guard by this move.

Whether it is letting the light set up the lamp of the divine contract, or swallowing the light directly, it is an act of seeking death.

and.

This is tantamount to burning one's body and burning one's spiritual origin.

Until everything in yourself is burned away.

It means that nothing can be left after death, you cannot enter the dreamy star sea according to the laws of creation, and you cannot return to the kingdom of gods.

In the eyes of ordinary people in this world, death is not the most terrifying thing. This is the most terrifying ending.

The fire snake entangled itself and wrapped itself around Hingis.

Hingis immediately summoned his own lantern to protect himself. At the same time, he began to suppress the opponent and stabilize the escaping fire.

“Don’t you want to enter the Kingdom of God after you die?”

"Lamp Spirit" Tut himself is constantly burning: "It doesn't matter, it's not sleeping forever."

"At the very least, we can't let a guy like you get the inheritance of the Tower Spirit School."

"Our philosophy, our magic, our inheritance."

"I shouldn't be ruined by guys like you."

Hingis had just been nearly engulfed by the sudden explosion of lantern flames, and was now filled with shock and anger.

"madman."

"The people of the Tower Spirit School are indeed a bunch of lunatics."

This is not how the fire-eating magic is used. It was originally a magic that could only be used by third-level powerful people, but Tut used it forcefully at this moment.

Oran paid a huge price back then to keep the disaster within the Tower Spirit School.

No matter what he does.

Nor do they want to let new disasters arise because of themselves.

The two lanterns, one real and one fake, fought for a long time, directly knocking down the building, and then it gradually ended.

This ending seems to be a matter of course. A second-level powerful person cannot be a third-level opponent in any case. The gap between different levels is unimaginably huge.

The flame on Tut, the "Lamp Spirit", became weaker and weaker, like firewood that was gradually burning out.

"Die!"

"madman!"

Hingis waved his scepter, and his djinn followed suit, knocking away another "damp spirit".

Tut lost his body and only his spirit body remained, turning into sparks and exploding.

Only a shadow remains.

The last shadow looked into the distance, as if staring at someone in the distance.

"Olan!"

at last.

Gradually dissipate.

Hingis on the other side was also in a panic. He didn't expect it when the first wave of flames hit him. A large piece of his robe was burned and there were burns on his hands.

He put away the lantern and walked slowly out of the ruins after the fire. Only at this time did the fire fighters outside dare to come in.

It all looked as if it was just an ordinary fire.

The more Hingis thought about it, the angrier he became. In the end, not only did he get nothing, but he became embarrassed.

He didn't intend to kill anyone, he just wanted to pay some price to get the Fire Transferring Technique of the Tower Spirit School.

Why?

Why doesn't this guy agree?

I want to teach the God of Fire technique, but I don’t want him to use it himself. Why does he care so much?

How many people died, and what does it have to do with him?

He walked outside and got into a car frame.

The captain of the lamp-bearing team came forward and handed Hingis the crumpled letter he had obtained from Old Tut.

"Lord Hingis."

"This is the letter Tut tried to throw away before, but I kept it."

"I wonder if there's anything you need in there."

Hingis took it, not paying attention at first.

How important can a letter be?

Tut wouldn't have written the secret technique of spreading fire on it.

The letter was two pieces of paper stacked together, one from Oran to Tut, and the other from Tut's reply.

But before he could send it, he was stopped.

in.

Oran's letter to Tut wrote something about the arrival of the Scarlet Goddess and the messenger of the God of Truth and Knowledge, and it talked about the oracle of the Creator.

It's just that Oran didn't dare to write the name of the Creator. Just like Shoburn in the past, he just used the name of the real Creator.

“The true Creator gave the oracle and opened the gates to the higher realms for the gods.”

"The human god system is about to be established, and the gods need new followers to follow their myths."

"Tut, maybe you can work hard and maybe you can become a god in the future?"

There is such a passage in the words.

Oran told Old Tut this in the hope that Tut would work hard.

Tut's talent is not bad. He was able to become a student of the leader of the Taling School together with Oran, which is enough to prove that

Oran didn't want Tut to die of old age.

Tut wrote a lot about memories in his reply, and finally responded to what Oran said.

"I have found what I want to do, and I think it is more important than power, and even more meaningful than becoming a god."

"I have admitted several students, and they all have great ideas and talents."

"I will impart to them my thoughts, my alchemy, my will."

The last sentence.

"Olan!"

"Life is not about length, but about meaning."

But of course Hingis wouldn't pay attention to this sentence at the moment. His eyes and eyes were completely focused on Olan's letter.

About the Creator, about the gods, about the human pantheon.

besides.

New gods.

The letter did not contain the secrets of the Tower Spirit School, but it was something more shocking, secrets related to gods and even the Creator.

Hingis' mouth and tongue felt dry, and even if he swallowed hard, he couldn't stop the dryness of his throat.

He looked straight at the crumpled letter.

"god?"

"Becoming a god?"

"Become a god!"

He said it three times in a row, and he couldn't believe it the first two times.

The last word was a trilling affirmation.

The letter was sent by the doll Oran. It was about the messenger of the gods, the scarlet goddess and another god. It didn't look like a forgery and it was reasonable.

Hingis thinks.

This is true.

No, this is definitely true.

Hingis read this short letter dozens of times.

He didn't completely let go until he could recite every word above.

At this time, Hingis's spirit had drifted into the sky.

He suddenly understood why the God of Alchemy and Desire suddenly granted divine grace and why he chose a new apostle.

"So this is not about granting divine grace, nor is it about selecting apostles."

"But a guide to myth."

"Will the chosen one become the new god?"

If before, his desire to become an apostle was just a desire for immortality, and he also had some pursuit of his own faith.

Even if he was not selected, he would only feel unwilling to do so.

So now, what was written on the letter completely defeated the Great Elder Hingis.

Something deep in the great elder's heart was shattered in an instant.

And the darkest depths.

Something started to echo, to come to mind.

On the carriage, the great elder sat quietly cross-legged, his eyes deep and seemingly calm.

But his hand held the letter tightly, and he dug his nails into his flesh without realizing it.

——

Temple of Miracles.

The great elder Hingis returned from outside in despair and returned to the main hall of the temple.

He raised his head and looked at the statue of the God of Alchemy and Desire.

He walked forward and touched the stone platform under the statue.

He remembered the contents of the letter again.

Perhaps it won't be long before there will be other statues next to this statue. Some people are destined to become followers of the God of Alchemy and Desire, and become part of the human god system he established.

Follow Him to gain eternal life and become the high gods together.

"Who could it be?"

"Will it be the elders of Miracle City and the elders of Black Fire City?"

These two people were the two alchemists who were previously selected and given divine grace.

Finally, a question that made Hingis tremble just thinking about it appeared in his mind.

"There will be..."

"me?"

The answer didn't seem to be what Hingis wanted.

Even if he wants to deceive himself at this moment, it seems that he can't deceive himself now.

After killing old Tut and saying that after I die, I won’t care about the flood.

He was completely different, a strange thing swallowed up everything he had insisted on in the past.

Darkness emerged from the ghosts bit by bit, turning into tentacles one after another.

It entangled him bit by bit.

Looking at the statue, Hingis' inner desire became stronger and stronger.

"Why am I not the one standing up here?"

"It's God's fault for not choosing me."

"Yes, it's His fault."

One thought after another flooded Hingis's mind, which could not be suppressed or dissipated.

But immediately, Hingis was terrified of what he was thinking.

"Why would I think that?"

"How could I think that?"

"I am a believer in the God of Alchemy and Desire!"

Hingis hurriedly walked to the other side, towards where he was resting.

He was tired and his head was in a mess.

After walking a long way and entering the passage.

He suddenly felt something was not right.

"Um?"

He looked around, but he still didn't notice anything was wrong.

at last.

He looked at the bronze mirror beside him.

Only then did Hingis realize that the bronze mirror he had smashed had been restored and placed here intact.

Exactly the same, including the wear on the temples.

This is not normal.

Hingis immediately became wary.

He looked at the mirror and himself in the mirror.

At this time, the terrifying thing was discovered. Hingis suddenly smiled at him in the mirror.

That smile was so breathtaking that it was definitely not something a human could produce.

It said to Hingis.

"came back?"

"I waited for you a long time."

The mirror seemed to absorb the darkness in Hingis's heart when he broke it, and became a certain node.

Originally this was nothing, but as the darkness and sin in his heart continued to expand, something changed.

"ah!"

Hingis screamed in fright and quickly retreated two meters.

He had never seen such a strange sight.

"Who are you?"

The person in the mirror gradually turned into a ceramic doll. The doll was very delicate and colorful.

This is a very strange doll.

Because he is not a snake-man pottery doll. Although he has limbs, he is not in the form of a god. Instead, he is a strange existence with bone armor. Just looking at it makes people feel that this is an unimaginably ancient life. .

The picture in the mirror continued to magnify, pulling Hingis's consciousness into a dark world.

He saw that the doll continued to grow in size, extending to its limit.

He saw the stars turned into flesh and blood, and saw the black door of myth standing behind the doll.

And he himself stood before the mythical door and the porcelain figure.

Like an ant.

The ceramic figure stands high above, overlooking Hingis.

"Snake man!"

"I really like what you said."

The puppet said this sentence in the voice of Hingis: "After I die, let the floods come to the sky."

Hingis was completely paralyzed by fear. In front of such a presence, he felt like an insect being watched by a giant.

The other party could kill him at any time, either by trampling him to death accidentally, or by reaching out and squeezing him lightly.

Looking at the mythical door, Hingis asked fearfully.

"god?"

"Which god are you?"

The ceramic doll told him: "I am not a god!"

"I am the cursed clay idol of the God of Original Sin."

Hingis heard clearly: "The God of Original Sin."

"The evil god of the abyss?"

Hingis was even more scared. This was the most powerful evil god in the abyss. How could he suddenly target him?

"No, the King of the Abyss and the Evil God of Original Sin are both bound in the abyss and cannot appear here out of thin air."

"You are not allowed to appear in the human world."

"This is the oath you swore, an oath that cannot be broken."

Ceramic Doll: "Of course it's not out of thin air!"

"Because you are calling me, and the darkness and evil is surging within you."

"Your sin and greed are pouring out of your heart uncontrollably."

The ceramic doll looked at Hingis and made a deafening sound.

"Hingis!"

"You are guilty!"

"You are...a fallen person!"

All human beings are guilty of sin, and depravity is common.

It’s not scary to be swallowed up by the darkness and emptiness in your heart.

But when you are swallowed up by the darkness and hollowness in your heart, and at the same time are targeted by the evil god of original sin in the abyss, you are doomed to your own end.

As if Hingis was struck by lightning, he rebutted vigorously.

"No!"

"I am a believer in the God of Alchemy and Desire, and I have the blood of the Golden Family flowing through me."

"God will protect me, God will guide me, God will..."

Hingis roared loudly: "Don't try to seduce me into corruption, don't even think about it."

"Don't even think about it..."

"I belong to the human world, I belong to the God of Alchemy and Desire, I am the Great Elder of the Land of the Rising Sun..."

The cursed pottery doll of the God of Original Sin was aloof, as if he didn't care about Hingis's emotions at all, and did not lead Hingis to fall.

"idiot!"

"Do you still think your god will protect you?"

"You were abandoned!"

"Why did you fall and why did you lose your light?"

The ceramic doll looked at him jokingly: "Isn't it because you no longer believe in your gods and no longer follow your beliefs?"

Hingis was so shocked by these words that he grabbed his head and fell to the ground almost collapsed.

"not like this!"

"no……"

His words were so weak that he couldn't even convince himself.

How could a person with faith say those words.

A person with faith will think in his heart, why is it not me on the altar?

The ceramic doll continued: "Do you think you have no talent? That's why you were not chosen by God?"

"No, you have the talent to become the fourth level."

"But you are old, you are no longer good, your god has abandoned you."

"You failed God's test."

"Because... you are useless!"

The ceramic doll laughed, mocking Hingis, a foolish mortal.

"It's ridiculous that you still want to make up for your talent."

"It's useless no matter what you do."

"Because you are useless. Your god has many believers and countless people who can use it."

"You're not unique, you're just one of a kind."

The ceramic doll stuck it down and looked at him with one eye, looking at Hingis's old appearance: "How could the God of Alchemy and Desire choose an old guy like you, a useless person, to be his apostle?"

Hingis fell to the ground and cried bitterly.

"nonsense!"

"It's all nonsense."

But it was obvious that Hingis was beginning to collapse.

The scary thing is not that the monster in the abyss lures you to fall, the scary thing is that everything this monster says is true; Hingis has already felt these things, but he himself is unwilling to believe it.

The terrifying abyss monster exposes your self-deception and makes you face your desires.

Then.

A door opens for you.

Behind the ceramic doll, the door of original sin slowly opened.

The light of myth shines from inside and falls on Hingis.

"Hingis!"

"There is not just one person in this world, and there is not just one choice."

"The God of Original Sin can give you the power of the apostle of the abyss and the identity of the agent of original sin."

Hingis didn't speak for a long time, and everything fell into silence.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Hingis slowly raised his head and looked at the ceramic doll.

"Is it really possible?"

Hear this sentence.

The ceramic doll laughed.

It laughed with joy, as if what it liked most was to see this kind of depravity of mortals.

It ducked down and approached Hingis.

Said to him.

"but!"

"Is a thousand years enough?"

"Don't you want to live ten thousand years? One hundred thousand years?"

"Don't you want to... live forever?"

Hingis said loudly in a hurry. The greed in the eyes of the great elder of the Land of the Rising Sun was getting stronger and stronger, and he was becoming more and more unscrupulous.

"not enough!"

"Of course not enough."

"I want more."

Hingis stopped looking at the ceramic doll and looked at his wrinkled hands.

"I want to live ten thousand years, one hundred thousand years."

"I want - eternal life."

"I still want..."

Hingis raised his head and looked at the mythical door.

But he didn't say it.

The ceramic doll laughed even louder now. After it finished laughing, it suddenly lowered its head and said to Hingis.

"Become the human agent of the evil god of original sin."

"Promise you to be the future King of Greed."