I Am God!

After the frenzied feast of the corpse eaters.

Akmanmon has initially awakened the power, and the feeling of that power gives people an indescribable experience.

It's like growing a third eye to observe the world from another perspective.

Even if there is only a little more spiritual perception ability now, it already makes people feel that they are detached from the world, and they are no longer an ordinary person.

Ackermann felt it.

My own heart that was imprisoned in the cage was torn and released, like a wild animal that broke free from the cage and ran towards the endless wilderness.

When you have power, you feel bolder.

I didn't dare to think about it before, I was timid before, and I was confused before.

have become the past.

He walked in the front of the crowd wearing a mask and the chief of the Corpse Eating Secret Cult. He didn't have to hold his head up, and he felt a sense of confidence in his heart.

Not because of strength, but because of the confidence that a person can have when he can completely control his body and his will.

"From now on, you will be different."

"Ackermanmon!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he faintly looked behind him.

Although the people behind him were all wearing masks, he could probably recognize a few of them.

Many of these people had come to visit him before, and they were all nobles from the royal court.

And after this crazy night banquet, they all obviously became part of the darkness. Akmanmon, who used to have no strength and foundation, has a step to change from now on.

"The chief of the Corpse Eater Cult is using me."

"And I, too, can use him, and them."

It's as if a person has a murderous intention as long as he holds a sharp weapon.

After mastering the power, it doesn't matter whether the power is one's own or an external force; it is real or nothing.

They will invisibly push people forward.

It's like calling and growling to tell you.

"Use me quickly."

"Use me to fulfill your unspeakable desires and evil thoughts."

Some people can suppress it, some people are driven by it.

Akmanmon followed the chief of the Corpse Eaters through the passage, and came to an intricate fork in the road, where all the cloaked and masked people nodded and said goodbye.

And Akmanmon didn't leave, but walked up with the chief of the Corpse Eating Secret Cult.

On the way, I saw many members of the Esoteric Cult of Corpse Eaters transporting things out through the channel to the boats on the other side of the river.

He even used magic and soil to fill up the crazy night banquet hall just below.

Get out of the ground.

Go up the dusty stairs in the house to the roof.

Akman asked the other party: "Why did you give up here?"

Chief of the Esoteric Cult: "For everyone's safety."

Ackermann: "You look careful."

The head of the secret religion did not say what happened before: "Only those who are careful can live long."

Ackermann then asked another question: "What you said before, you can empower people who don't have natural talents, and you have indeed done it."

"But what should I do next, or can I practice any divine arts inheritance after I have power?"

Chief of the Esoteric Cult: "Except for the inheritance of the temple, ordinary divine arts can be practiced."

"However, Your Majesty!"

"We still have our own path of practice, a path that can quickly become stronger, as long as you have enough resources."

Ackerman looked at each other without speaking.

The head of the Esoteric Cult originally wanted to make a fool of himself, but when he saw Ackerman's appearance, he directly took out the "Corpse Eating Esoteric Rites".

"His Majesty!"

"It seems that you are different from ordinary nobles."

"But from you, I can see the majesty of the king's blood."

Akmanmen stretched out his hand, but saw the head of the secret sect withdraw his hand. Akmanmon stared at the other party, thinking that the other party was up for sale.

However, the head of the secret religion handed over a glove and told Ackerman.

"You can't just touch like this."

"Wear leather gloves, with the poison of the abyss on them."

"This book of etiquette is very important, and it must not fall into the hands of others."

Akmanmon just put on the gloves. Although he looked a little calm, he still revealed his inner excitement when he flipped through the content.

Each of the text, pictures and strange symbols on the book represents the key to the door to the extraordinary world. Akmanmun was unable to enter the door before, but now he has pushed the door and entered.

Akman glanced at it roughly, and then asked the head of the Corpse Eater Esoteric Cult.

"What does the curse of the King of Purgatory mean?"

Chief of the Esoteric Cult of Corpse Eaters: "Your Majesty, do you think that mortals don't need to pay a price to break through the limitations of talent to gain power?"

The head of the Esoteric Church next told Akmanmon about his origins.

"My name is Thuruo, and my father is a famous doctor."

"I was born with the talent of power, but the talent is not strong. I can't enter the temple to become a god servant, and those famous powerful people are not willing to accept me."

"I can only follow my father to become a doctor, but I have been looking for a way to become a powerful person."

"If others don't give it to me, then I will create a path by myself."

"Those ancient powerful people, didn't they go out of their own way like this?"

"Aren't those powerful magic arts created by the ancient powerful people?"

Ackerman looked at the head of the esoteric religion.

Sure enough, everyone who can go from the bottom to the top.

Everyone who can break the rules.

Neither is simple.

Regardless of whether they are evil or righteous, no matter what kind of will they uphold, they must have talents and perseverance that ordinary people do not possess.

Just like, the dark moon in the past.

Ackerman thought of that man again, he hated him very much, but had to say it.

He is yearning.

Yearning for the perseverance and strength of the will, yearning for the unfettered freedom.

"Some people's will can break through the shackles and gain real freedom."

"They can break everything."

"They can even change the world."

Akmanmon, who has been imprisoned for a long time, does not even have physical freedom, but he has already longed for that kind of strength and freedom in terms of strength and will.

Thuro, the head of the Corpse Esoteric Cult, didn't know what Ackerman was thinking, and then talked about what happened later.

"I have collected a lot of knowledge about divine arts, but no matter what, I can only hover on the edge of the most superficial power."

"So I, who is proficient in medical skills, began to try to learn from the secrets of the human body. I think that the body of the intelligent species contains the secrets left by the gods; that is the most powerful power, the power that surpasses everything."

"one day."

"I couldn't help but eat the human body according to the rumors."

"I want to find the kind of power left by the gods, what the myths bestow on us."

Thoro's face was full of madness.

His expression was gloomy, and there was no pity that a human being should have in his inhuman eyes. In his eyes, the same kind seemed to be just experimental materials.

But Akmanmon just stood beside him calmly, he didn't seem to be too afraid of this kind of person.

Maybe it's because they've all fallen into madness as well.

In the next words, Thurrow finally talked about the curse.

"I search for the power I want from the body of the intelligent species, time and time again."

"Until one day I suddenly discovered that I was cursed."

"It's an invisible force, entangled in my spirituality, like a dangling switch knife."

"In the beginning, I was terrified."

"But after the fear, I started thinking, why don't I study and use this power."

"Isn't this kind of power that can be felt, this kind of real power, more direct than my blind search for other powers?"

"It's just that I didn't expect that after being cursed, my original experiment made progress beyond imagination."

"Through what this curse refers to, I discovered the real secret of the human body, and I discovered the blood in my body."

Thurrow was very excited when he said this.

This discovery is Thurrow's proudest achievement.

"Myths are true."

"When God created us, he hid the extraordinary blood in our bodies."

"This is the source of our wisdom, the source of our strength."

"It is hidden in the deepest part of our body, as long as it can be extracted and integrated into our body; we can continue to become stronger and break the boundaries."

It was the first time Ackermann heard this theory, and he listened very carefully.

Thurrow: "At the beginning, I didn't understand where this curse came from."

"But it only took me a few years to make use of this discovery, and I became a second-order authority."

"However, I started to summon the monsters of the abyss through rituals, then killed them, and then devoured them with rituals."

"This step is also very smooth, and I have become a third-order authority."

"I stand at the pinnacle of mortals."

Having said that, Thurrow's words began to grow low.

"But at the same time."

"I saw."

His deep voice was full of fear.

"The burning star, the god sitting on the throne wields the flaming whip, tormenting the fallen sinners."

"He's looking at me and telling me I'm running out of time."

"I eat people, and he eats me. This is a curse and a destiny."

After Thurrow finished speaking, he didn't speak for a long time.

Akmanmon suddenly spoke, and he asked Thurro: "That's why you found us in a hurry, and you want to do a big thing."

"You need manpower and huge resources to help you get rid of the curse?"

Thuro looked at Ackerman: "That's right."

"To be precise, it's not helping me, but helping us."

"The curse of the Lord of Purgatory is not just me, but all corpse eaters."

"Believe me."

"If you can witness the scene of purgatory with your own eyes, you will know that death is also a gift."

Akmanmon: "If you tell me these things directly, there must be something else I need to do."

Thurrow: "I need your full cooperation. I can teach you my knowledge without reservation, and I can tell you how to gain power."

"But I also need your unreserved support."

"It's a deal."

"His Majesty."

Akmanmon is the king of all snakes, even a king without any rights, he is still a king.

As long as he stands up, the Corpse Eater Secret Religion Code will obtain unimaginable resources, and the power under his banner will also expand rapidly.

Ackermann asked Thurro, "What do you want to do?"

The head of the Corpse Eater Esoteric Cult, Thuro, looked at the "Corpse Eater Esoteric Rites" in Ackerman's hand, and asked Ackermanmon a question.

"Don't you think that cursing is similar to another thing?"

Ackermann thought for a moment, then suddenly replied: "An invisible thing that only spreads among certain groups of people."

"This power is a bit like a plague."

Thurrow was stunned for a moment. Obviously, he didn't think that Ackerman would be able to associate this aspect so quickly. He had thought for a long time before connecting the two.

And it has a lot to do with it because he used to be a doctor.

But now Ackermann thought of it in the blink of an eye. Sometimes your infinite thinking is not as good as someone else's flash of inspiration at a certain moment.

"That's right."

"My next experiment is related to this."

"I don't know how the curse of the Lord of Purgatory was formed, but I have researched something by drawing on this power."

"I can use these things to gain some more powerful power and create some amazing things."

"I need more power."

"As long as the power becomes stronger, there will naturally be a way to solve the curse on us."

Serona looked at Akmanmon with inhuman eyes, but Akmanmun didn't see ideals in it.

The opponent is like a wild beast, a desperate and crazy corpse eater.

Thurlo is a complete lunatic.

After he was cursed, the first thing he thought of was to use the curse to create the Corpse Eater Code.

And now, he still wants to use the power of the curse to avoid the fate that the god in his mouth has set for him.

Thuro held the skeleton scepter and looked at Akmanmon eagerly.

"I need your help."

"I need a huge force to complete my next experiment."

Ackerman didn't speak for a long time.

Thurrow said, "Your Majesty."

"Those with power can control their own destiny."

This sentence made Ackerman raise his head.

Master your own destiny.

What a longing sentence.

Ackermann said to Thurro: "I will do my best to support you, madman."

Thurrow smiled: "Your Majesty, aren't you crazy?"

——

In the following days.

Akmanmon began to follow Thoro to learn the "Corpse Eater Secret Rituals", and even became an assistant to Thoro's experiments.

He learned anatomy and various medical knowledge, and knew all kinds of secrets about life.

He has learned various rituals, and even knows how to summon those hideous and terrifying abyssal monsters.

More than that.

He is also constantly learning the extraordinary knowledge stored in the royal court.

His thirst for knowledge is no different from that of madman Thurlow.

During an experiment to summon an abyssal monster.

He even devoured an eagle demon.

Akmanmon gained powerful power from the other party, became a second-level powerful person in a short period of time, and learned a magic spell about the curse seal of the wind.

He went in and out of the Corpse Eater Secret Cult every day, and he faintly became the number two figure in the Corpse Eater Secret Cult, and the gloomy and murderous aura on his body became stronger and stronger.

Even those corpse eaters were a little afraid of him.

Devouring an extraordinary existence is the craziest move. In the entire Corpse Eater Secret Cult, only Thuro has succeeded.

A person who can devour an extraordinary being survives and still maintain a sane state.

Then it is absolutely impossible for this guy to have real reason.

Everyone knows that Akmanmon is definitely an unimaginably crazy guy.

Not the same as Mad Thurlo.

Thuro was like a crazy artist every time he experimented. He used corpses, monsters, and abyss species as blueprints for his own paintings.

Every time I experiment, I will stop and appreciate it again and again, chattering endlessly.

But Akmanmon always stood aside calmly, completing the experiment meticulously.

In contrast, it feels even more terrifying.

Because Thurrow is a madman, but at least he is a madman who looks human.

late at night.

After returning to the palace, Ackerman just fell asleep in the bedroom, and suddenly felt chills in his body; in the middle of the night, his whole body began to twitch.

He turned over and opened his long sleeves.

I saw a strange change in my arm, with terrifying black feathers growing on it, and the palm of my hand began to swell like a claw.

Akmanmon immediately knew what happened: "Not good."

This is the aftermath of devouring the eagle demon, and he has not yet fully digested the power of that corpse-eating ceremony.

Gain strength.

There is a price to pay.

Especially for this kind of power beyond the norm, the price is even more terrifying.

Akmanmon got up immediately, trying to close the door tightly, and he was not sure what he would do next.

Akmanmen walked to the door, and at this time his strength was out of control.

Layers of black wings broke through the flesh and grew out, and Akmanmun instantly turned into a monster.

"call!"

Accompanied by a gust of wind.

A strange shadow suddenly appeared above the palace.

The guards in the palace immediately noticed this situation and gathered together.

"Someone." The soldiers yelled.

"There are shadows in the sky." Someone pointed to the sky and shouted.

"Someone broke in." Immediately, several powerful people also woke up and chased them out.

"catch him."

But before they acted, the other party disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye with a strong wind.

Immediately afterwards, someone in the palace discovered a bigger problem, the King of Ten Thousand Snakes was missing.

"No, the king is gone."

The palace was in chaos, and everyone was looking for the trace of Ackermanmon, the king of snakes.

Akmanmon rushed out of the palace, flew to the Shepherd's River in the blink of an eye, and then fell into the water.

Not long after, several figures chasing after searched the surroundings, and then headed in other directions.

At the bottom of the icy river, Akmanmon seemed to be frozen into a block of ice, but the abnormalities on his body gradually recovered.

It took a long time before Akmanmon finally returned to normal and returned to human form.

And at this time, the sky was also getting brighter.

Akmanmon walked onto the street in his pajamas, looking a bit embarrassed.

At this time, there were already scattered figures on the street, and there were still vendors selling food on the side of the road.

It is a kind of noodle lump, cooked into a bowl with the meat of the toothed beast; steaming, the fragrance emitted is particularly tempting in the cold winter.

Ackermann was extremely tired, something really happened that night, he could be said to have come back from struggling with life and death.

Akerman said to the stall owner, "Please make me a copy."

Akerman didn't know why, so he said a word.

Although he felt like he was the only one here.

Beside him, a female witch doctor was looking at Ackermanmon; recently, the Supreme Gods may want to experience some folk flavors, so they often let witch doctors go out to buy some human food.

Although the power of the goblin can be transformed after analyzing the food, but it is boring to use this kind of transformation when you come to the world.

So the witch doctors became errands every day.

Looking at Akmanmon, the witch doctor suddenly thought of someone for some reason.

Holy Hand Lester, her former student.

The other party later had another name.

sturn.

The witch doctor suddenly spoke and said something.

"Stop it!"

"It's a road of no return."

Akman didn't suddenly realize that there was another person beside him until the other party spoke.

The other party was standing beside him just now, and he saw the other party with his eyes, but his consciousness miraculously regarded the other party as non-existent.

Looking back at this moment, Ackerman suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

What exactly is this?

"Who are you?"

The female witch doctor stood by the side of the road, and the two just looked at each other.

The witch doctor looked at Ackerman's eyes, and finally shook his head.

"You are not him, his heart is full of light, even if he falls into darkness in the end."

"Your heart is dark, and there is never a moment of light."

Ackerman suddenly clenched his hands: "That may be because there has never been light coming in."

The witch doctor picked up the wooden box and left.

Ackermann didn't even know what the existence in front of him was until the end.

But he turned his head and noticed the strange pattern on the witch doctor's robe.

The shape of a god with open hands, accompanied by mysterious circles and symbols.

That pattern is so magical.

"The shape of a god."

Ackerman was stunned, and the other party's shadow had completely disappeared.

Akmanmon also suddenly lost the desire to eat, he hurried back to the palace through a hidden passage, and then appeared in front of people.

The people who had been looking for Akmanmon all night surrounded him immediately, as if they were afraid that he would disappear again.

"king!"

"Where have you been?"

Akmanmon: "I saw a terrifying figure jumping down from the outside, so I hurriedly escaped from the inside and hid in a hidden place."

"I saw it was bright outside, so I came out."

The old snake man who was a court teacher came up, heaved a sigh of relief after seeing that Akman was intact, and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's fine."

Akmanmon: "Teacher, I'll be fine."

The old snake man looked at Akmanmon and said something strange: "Akmanmeng, why do you feel like you have changed recently?"

Akmanmon didn't answer, but after the king appeared, the chaos finally dissipated.

The entire palace also restored order.

And Ackerman walked into his room, he picked up the pen and paper, and began to draw on the paper.

Not long after, he drew a mysterious pattern.

It was the pattern on the back of the witch doctor's robe.

——

Eclipse City.

Recently, some strange infectious diseases have appeared in the city, causing panic.

Infected people will have some strange symptoms, such as itchy rashes on the body, or parts of the skin that become as hard as animal hides, but they are not fatal.

Recently, Long left everything about the Qi lawyers' union aside.

He has been investigating the cause of Keaton's death, and he finally found the strange building, but he found nothing in the end.

But now that the plague happened again, he had to be summoned again.

This plague seems to have been formed by supernatural forces.

Therefore, it has attracted attention, and the gods of the temple, the witch spirits of the Qi lawyers' union, and the powerful people of the royal court have also begun to deal with and investigate.

But because the people who were infected were ordinary people, these people didn't really pay much attention to them; if it wasn't for the supernatural power and the recent panic-stricken discussions, it is estimated that there would not even be an investigation and treatment.

And they don't have much to do with this strange disease that seems to be caused by supernatural powers.

Industry specializing in surgery.

God servants practice divine arts, but most of them are enlightenment-type divine arts.

Witch spirits are good at making scrolls and have the power of sealing.

The powerful people in the royal court are good at fighting, using props to fight in melee.

But the only things like medical treatment stumped them.

And even for things like investigating the origin, if there are too many people, it won't be of much help, and there will be all kinds of prevarication and intrigue all day long.

"It may be a conspiracy of the Abyss Religion. We should conduct a large-scale search, and we will definitely find the shadows of those evildoers."

"I haven't even found the source, so why do you say it's the Abyss Cult? We guard the Moon Eclipse City to the point of leaking water. Where did the evildoers come from?"

"It may also be an accident. Maybe a certain monster died in the Shepherd's River. Some people were corroded by extraordinary power, which led to some abnormal phenomena. There is no need to make a fuss."

Long got tired of listening and left early.

He came to the cemetery to pay homage to Keaton again.

On the street, he once again saw the mysterious figure he had met before.

"gentlemen."

"meet again."

Long waved at the other party, the tall and mysterious man turned around and nodded to him,

"Hello."

Recently, Long has met each other on the street several times, and Long also said a few words to him.

The other party should also be a powerful and powerful person, which makes Long feel that they have a common language.

The witch doctor carrying a large box nodded to Long.

The two stopped by and chatted.

Long then casually mentioned his troubles. It was hard to mention Keaton's death, so he talked about the strange disease that everyone has known recently.

"gentlemen."

"I heard from you that you were a doctor before, so you should know more about it."

"It's such a strange disease that we don't even know what's going on."

"You said we can do other things, how can we cure diseases, I can't help this kind of thing!"

"Those fat bureaucrats in the royal court will all push it on us. I think they just don't want to solve it. In order to avoid public opinion, they put the responsibility on us."

What Long didn't expect was that the other party actually gave him a suggestion.

"Recently, a person will pass by Moon Eclipse City, and he is going to go to Suinhor through the Serpent Road."

"You can go to him and he can help you."

"His name is Feather Snake."

"He has the power of spiritual origin, which can cure various diseases and even deal with curses."

Long was stunned for a moment, he noticed a word in the other party's words, which seemed to be pointing.

"curse?"

"You mean a curse? What does that mean?"

While driving on the road, Long raised his head and looked at his side, wanting to ask some more questions.

But the other party has disappeared, disappeared without warning.

"Eh?"

"Sir, don't say half a word!"

"I still have questions to ask!"

He thought that the other party left in a hurry, and it was related to the strange illness, so he had to ask the other party again.

So according to his memory, he chased him again to the house where he saw the other party for the first time.

But when they arrived, they found that there was an empty space in front of them.

"Missing?"

"How can it be?"

Long was stunned. He had seen many mysterious people who came and went without a trace, but he had never seen a house that could come and go without a trace.

——

We are about to leave Eclipse City.

The witch doctors have been very busy in the past few days, buying and buying in Lunar Eclipse City.

Most of what they purchase are some more distinctive things, even works of art.

For example.

Some are filled with white clay pots in the style of the Ten Thousand Serpents Court, with various story patterns painted on them with paint.

There are also some paintings by unknown artists. They may not be known all their lives, but no one knows. Their paintings are placed in the hall of the Creator.

There are also various handicrafts and some rare gadgets.

After all, the human world understood through the mirror is completely different from the real experience.

These things decorate the hall, and perhaps the precipitation of history can be felt from it after thousands of years.

Yin Shen stood under a painting.

What is described on the painting is the mother of ten thousand snakes and the master of life.

It's a myth about trials.

The master of life hoped to create a pious race. He tested the belief of the snake people. The mother of all snakes completed the first few tests, but finally fell to the test of the wing people.

Yin Shen has far-reaching eyes, and seems to be able to see everything through time and reincarnation.

He suddenly opened his mouth and said to several witch doctors standing behind him.

"Stories become epic."

"Epics become myths."

"In the end myths are drowned in the years."

Yin Shen's voice echoed in the empty hall, as if it didn't fit in with this brand new and bright hall.

This is a god too old to describe, the beginning of everything.

As long as he stands there, it seems to represent the ancient years. He does not seem to be standing in the present time, but in the past.

He turned his back and said to the witch doctors.

"now."

"You can also call it a myth."

The witch doctors immediately prostrated themselves on the ground: "Everything comes from your gift, God Insai."

Yin Shen turned around, and the eyes that fell on the witch doctor made them feel extremely heavy.

God Yin Sai seemed to see something, and said to the witch doctors.

"I did."

"Gods with power can strike at will!"

"This is the right of the gods, and it is also the willfulness of the gods. It is the arrogance and arrogance of beings called gods."

"Because we have power."

"However, everything we do doesn't necessarily lead to the end we want."

"No one can know what the ending will be, and no one can truly control all fate."

God Insai looked at the witch doctors.

"You think you are saving others, you are reaching out to save this city."

"but."

"Perhaps a bigger disaster was also planted by you."

It was the first time that witch doctors appeared in the human world in this era, and they were released by God Insai.

Therefore, they have not fully realized that they have become myths.

They still think that they are a doctor who walks around the earth looking for secrets as usual.

They were lying on the ground one by one at the moment, trembling.

At a loss.

Yin Sai didn't say much, just walked past the witch doctor who was prostrate on the ground.

"It's almost time to leave."