I Am God!

Fire-protecting city.

royal palace.

The study was brightly lit all night. His Majesty Ossis met with a large number of Suinhall bureaucrats and nobles every day recently, and his palace minister naturally accompanied him to handle various government affairs until late at night.

The palace minister looks older than Ossis, but in fact he is forty or fifty years younger than Ossis.

However, the palace prime minister is neither a powerful person nor a three-leaf symbiotic person.

So he looks much older.

King Ossis is busy preparing for something, to complete a plan that has been prepared for a long time.

The palace minister put down his pen and looked at Ossis at the table on the other side.

“The harvest reported this year far exceeds previous years.”

"It is expected that if nothing unexpected happens next year, it will be a good harvest year. The food problem has been solved. There should be no large-scale famines, refugee flows and rebellions next year."

"The pressure on the country will be much less, and the financial situation can also be eased."

"His Majesty."

"In the next year or two, can we consider relaxing various prohibitions including the alcohol ban?"

"To express gratitude to the gods."

Osis: "Not yet, this is just the beginning, don't get carried away."

The palace minister continued: "It has been spread from the Ten Thousand Snakes King's Court that silkworms have also begun to cultivate. The cloth spun by silkworms is somewhat similar to the legendary God's Weave. The White Tower Alchemy Alliance has already started cultivating it. , we must also catch up.”

"Also, we must introduce some alchemists to Suinhor and establish an alchemy workshop. Although the alchemists are servants of God Ivar, we should also relax some boundaries appropriately depending on the situation."

"I heard that a powerful alchemy workshop called the Alchemy Tower has recently appeared in the White Tower Alchemy Alliance. I am going to go to the Land of the Rising Sun to see if it is as powerful as the rumors."

The silk-weaver is a kind of insect that evolved from the silk-weaver. The silk-weaver was originally the core secret art product used by the wizard lineage to weave magical scrolls. It is said that the apostle Sukob accidentally died in the endless sand sea. A bug found.

The silk weaving spirit worm eats sand, has very strong vitality, and the silk it produces is an extraordinary material.

Silkworms, on the other hand, are much more delicate. They do not eat sand and cannot eat ordinary plants. They feed on the leaves of a special tree that was born in Thunder Swamp, but the silk they produce is similar to that in the legend. The fabric of God.

It is said that this kind of cloth and worm silk are so light that they seem to have no weight. If they are not processed or left alone without being worn, they are so light that they can float directly to the clouds.

Although it is not an extraordinary material in the conventional sense, it still has unique characteristics.

This made it instantly popular in the Court of Ten Thousand Snakes, and other countries were also affected.

As for the Alchemy Tower.

Naturally, it is a brand new thing created by Apostle Oran combined with the secrets of the Tower Spirit School. Along with it, there is also an extraordinary profession called Tower Keeper.

One policy after another began to be implemented.

It does seem like Suinhall's condition is getting better, but that's not Osis' ultimate goal.

Ossis: “Once you’re ready, it’s time to take the next step next year.”

"It started many years ago, but it has never been completely completed."

"But this time we can't delay it any longer."

The palace minister knew what Ossis was talking about: "Provincial system?"

Ossis nodded.

Palace Prime Minister: "Or should we use consul election?"

"Are you following the Land of the Rising Sun or the Court of the Serpent King?"

Ossis shook his head: "No, our situation is different from other countries."

"The method of selecting consuls is not good. The highest governor of a province must be appointed by ourselves."

"I don't like the name Archon either, so I decided to name it Doge."

Palace Prime Minister: "Those nobles in the south will definitely resist privately. They may not dare to confront us directly, but they are deeply rooted and have ruled the south for nearly a thousand years."

"As soon as we intervene, all kinds of chaos will immediately break out, forcing us to stop, just like before."

"Either provoke war, cause famine, force landless peasants to rebel, or directly introduce pirates."

"That's what they've always done."

Osis: "So this time, we must uproot them and eliminate future troubles forever."

Palace Prime Minister: "What's more troublesome is that we have no legitimate reason."

"The origins of these families can be traced back to the era of Alsini and the Fire Keepers. They have very great influence, and the common people in the south have long been accustomed to their rule."

"It's impossible for us to kill all their followers, and it will be very difficult if we become passive. Some things cannot be completely solved by force."

Ossis picked up an intelligence document and placed it in front of the palace minister: "Just in time, the legitimate reason is here."

The palace minister was stunned for a moment, and after opening it, he immediately said: "The traces of ghouls appear in the Red Earth Territory and Char Territory in the south?"

"is this real?"

Ossis leaned back on the chair: "This time it's true. I don't need to lie in this regard."

"Although the exact location has not been found, it is basically certain that the ghouls are hiding in several territories in the southeast."

"And I'm sure there are people out there who are greedy guys in the South who have become a part of these villains."

"Joined the evil secret cult of corpse eaters."

The palace minister immediately became serious: "These guys from the south have already touched the bottom line."

"They didn't just betray the kingdom, they betrayed the people of Suinhor."

"Even betraying the race and the great god."

"This is inexcusable."

Osis felt that many messy things were gradually being torn apart, and his heart became clear.

"That's right."

"It's time to resolve this."

"While I can still do it, clean up all these guys who are hindering the progress of the kingdom and Suinhall."

"after."

"I guess no one can do it."

The palace minister also knew that only Ossis could solve these problems.

But he knew better.

Without Osis, Suinhall would have fallen apart in an instant.

So the palace minister was immediately worried: "But... the next generation of gods' kings."

Ossis has no descendants, and according to rumors there will probably not be another generation of King of the Gods.

This is what worries the palace minister and most people on Ossis' side.

Ossis took a deep look at the palace minister, which made the palace minister a little nervous.

Ossis laughed.

"Do not worry!"

"I've already thought about it."

The palace minister was stunned for a moment: "Really?"

In his heart, he thought that Osis had been re-approved by the Scarlet Goddess and had arranged for a new species of gods to reincarnate.

As long as a new species of gods comes to the royal family, as long as a new king of gods is born, even if it is just a baby, no one will dare to touch it.

——

In winter.

Ossis was practicing his sword alone in the palace garden, still under the sacred tree full of golden flowers.

After practicing and sweating profusely, he came to the artificial lake on one side, put down his sword boldly and rubbed his face with the cold water.

The ice water swept away the hot sweat on his face, and Ossis couldn't help but let out a long breath.

"ha!"

He shook his hair and opened his eyes.

But the ripples in the water gradually spread out, giving off a faint sheen.

So after Osis opened his eyes, he suddenly saw another face in the water.

A woman's face.

He has long silver-white hair and golden pupils.

"?"

Ossisi was stunned for a moment, but after all, he was a king who had experienced all kinds of situations and asked calmly immediately.

"who?"

"Why are you in the water?"

But if you look closely, you will find that the woman is not in the water. The other party seems to use water as a carrier, a medium to peek into reality.

Ossis and the woman seemed to be looking at each other through a mirror.

The woman in the lake told him.

"I am the Fairy of the Lake. I want to barter with you and exchange the leaves of the Dream Vine for your dreams."

"Do you want to?"

Osis was still in a daze, feeling confused.

he thought.

"What Lady of the Lake?"

"What barter?"

"What are the leaves of the Dream Vine?"

"And where did I get the dream?"

In just one sentence, four question marks appeared on Ossis' head.

But before Osis could reply, the reflection in the lake was even more confused than Osis.

The girl in the lake seemed to suddenly come closer. The face in the lake enlarged, and the other person seemed to be looking at Osis very seriously.

"Eh?"

"It's not you?"

"It's obviously another race in the dream. They have bone armor all over their bodies and legs. They look different from you."

From the looks of it, this lake fairy is none other than Herna, who was searching for her first bartering dream on the dreamy sea of ​​stars.

Ossis knew what the other party was talking about when he heard it: "You are talking about the Ancient One."

Herna, the Lake Fairy: "The Ancient One?"

"I remember the others were called...Three-Leaf People?"

But this is not the main problem. The problem is that the person in the dream is not the Osis in front of me.

"Your dreams are so strange."

"How can you have other people's dreams?"

Ossis looked at the shadow in the lake and recalled the conversation just now. He gradually understood certain situations.

Ossis thought to himself: "The Fairy of the Lake? Does it have something to do with the Fairy of the Wood?"

Although I don’t know the difference between the fairy in the lake and the fairy in the forest, the other party is probably a dream creature from the Kingdom of Creation.

Thinking of this, Osis became more relaxed.

"The oldest one is the Sanye people. As for what you see, it may be me in the past."

Herna: "The old you?"

Osis: "Because I've had many lives."

"Messenger from the Kingdom of Creation God."

Herna didn't argue and directly acknowledged her identity: "Is there anyone who can live many times?"

Ossis: "There are still some."

Herna asked curiously: "How long have you lived?"

Ossis told Herna: "I am almost a hundred years old."

Herna did the math: "I was born less than a hundred days ago."

In some ways, Herna is still a baby.

Ossis burst out laughing immediately. He thought the fairy in the lake in front of him was quite interesting, but when he smiled, he felt that there was nothing funny at all.

"pity."

"I have lived for a hundred years, but I still haven't accomplished anything worthy of praise."

"wrong!"

Ossis remembered: "I have lived for countless years, I have existed for countless years."

"But nothing was accomplished."

Herna didn't understand: "Why does it have to be done?"

Ossis replied, "Because I live!"

Herna still didn't understand why she had to accomplish something while living.

Osis didn't want to engage in this topic and asked Herna about it.

"You want my dream, can you ask what it is?"

Herna showed Osis a part of his dream. Osis couldn't help laughing when he saw that the clover boy in the picture had nightmares about reading and studying.

Herna still looked at Osis with a puzzled face, not understanding what was so funny about this.

What's more, he didn't understand that he was clearly disgusted and scared in the picture, but now he was so happy seeing this scene.

Osis: "It turns out that I have had such a dream. It seems that the me in the past is very similar to the me now!"

He patted the hilt of the sword beside him, making a soft sound.

"Compared to reading, I still prefer picking up a sword."

Herna: "Then are you willing to barter with me? I can give you one of my Dream Vine leaves."

Ossis asked Herna: "What are the leaves of the Dream Vine used for?"

Herna said: "Leaves of the Dream Vine."

"Using it as a medium, you can conduct a barter with me and exchange various items."

"You can also leave the items you can exchange with me and I will barter them for you."

Ossis sat down directly cross-legged and rubbed the beard on his chin with his hand.

Deliberately pretending to look like I have to think about it, it made little Herna a little anxious.

When little Herna couldn't help but want to ask again, Osis suddenly said loudly.

"Then give it to you!"

Herna: "Ah, you agreed."

Herna was very happy because she collected a dream that suited her very well, and it was an ancient dream bubble from hundreds of millions of years ago.

Herna used the power of dreams and space, and used the ability of another powerful fairy to send something across space.

Rays of light flickered.

A silver leaf floated up from the water and appeared in front of Osis.

Ossis gently picked up the silver leaf, held it in his hand and asked, "So, what can I exchange for?"

As for what she could exchange for, Herna showed Osis a glance at the bartering column, and Osis immediately stared blankly.

Ossis then asked: "What can I exchange for myself?

Herna told Ossis: "All your stuff."

Osis asked again: "Then what is the most precious thing I have?"

This question was not something that the Lake Fairy should answer, but little Herna obviously didn't know how to deal with people.

Herna held out her hand.

The garland on his hand emits light, seeming to be investigating all information related to Ossis.

This is an ability similar to the fairy's magic mirror, but the authority is far less than that of the magic mirror.

Through the dreamy star sea, Herna got a response.

Herna opened her mouth, and this time the sound echoed directly in Osis's mind. He was the only one who heard it, and only he knew it.

After Osis saw it, he was stunned for a moment, and then showed an expression that was indeed the case.

"So this is it!"

"That's really precious."

Herna told Ossis: "You only have one chance."

"Unless you can get another token of the Lake Fairy."

Ossis pinched his beard: "That's something you need to think about carefully!"

at last.

Ossis exchanged nothing.

"Then when you think about it, you can directly use the leaves of the Dream Vine."

Herna stretched out her hand and held up an ancient dream.

Then in ripples and halos, it disappeared into the water.

——

Red Clay City.

Pedestrians come and go on the towering city wall. There are many vendors walking on the city wall, and there are also many mercenaries, merchants, and craftsmen coming from afar.

Looking from a distance, you can see large ships on the seaside approaching the city.

Many years ago, the most powerful force on the sea used to be the Elvirs.

But ever since the alchemists from the Red Earth Territory, the Char Territory, and the United Land of the Rising Sun formed a maritime alliance and destroyed the Kingdom of Elvir, the sea has gradually become a world under their control.

In a manor castle at the other end.

Vehicles come and go, transporting large amounts of materials here. It looks like a transfer station with developed commerce.

The slaves were unloading the goods. There were various items, including food, daily necessities, and medicine.

Finally, they were loaded into another row of vehicles with special symbols printed on them. The beasts of burden were also well fed; there were still people washing the bodies of the beasts of burden. It seemed that the convoy would set off soon.

"faster."

"Hasn't the stuff been delivered yet?"

"Everything must be prepared today, Lord Manmeng will use it today!"

"The kind Lord Manmeng will go to the free clinic again today and send care to all the poor. What a kind Lord. You must remember to be grateful."

"It was Master Manmeng who gave you food and jobs."

A snake man who looked a little pale was urging loudly, and at the same time he was shouting excitedly like a fanatic.

The owner of this manor castle is Ackermanmon.

Deep inside the castle.

In an underground cavity leading to a slope, there are densely packed worms.

Ackerman stood at the top of the slope steps, looking at the terrifying hole and the squirming insects, and stretched out his hand.

He cut his hand open with a sharp and delicate dagger.

"Didi-dip-dah!"

The filthy divine blood of wisdom gushed out from Ackerman Meng's body and kept dripping.

The pure blood of the God of Wisdom should be silver, but you can see that the blood flowing out of Ackerman Meng's body at this moment is turbid gray.

Several worms devoured Ackermann's divine blood, and the worms in the entire underground cavity instantly went crazy, surging like a wave.

These bugs were constantly competing for Ackermann's divine blood, but these ordinary bugs could not integrate into and withstand Ackermann's divine blood. One after another, they exploded and died, turned into blood mist, and then pushed forward Devouring each other again.

The originally densely packed insects were in the process of constantly devouring and exploding.

The insects gradually decreased.

at last.

After one bug swallowed up all the other bugs, its body completely disappeared and turned into a transparent bright silver.

But it didn't last long before it died completely.

The only difference.

That is, it did not explode into blood mist like the previous worms, but left a "corpse" behind.

Ackerman, who was standing at a high place, aimed at it, and a force directly sucked it into his hand, and he turned his hand to watch.

"It's done."

Ackerman said calmly.

Ackerman is executing his first plan: the apostle.

If he wants to become an apostle, he must first create an item similar to the source of the curse to cover the power of the corpse-eater's curse in his body.

Moreover, this prop is also related to his other two plans.

After trying many times, Ackerman finally made this magical prop based on his own ideas.

This is a prop turned from a curled-up insect corpse. It is as light as a non-existent mist, showing a silver color.

There is also a circle of bright lines on its surface. If you look closely, you will find that this line vaguely resembles a ritual formation.

God's Form Ritual Formation.

When Ackerman created this bug, he also incorporated the god-shaped ritual spell array that he had accidentally obtained.

Ackerman looked at the magical item he had created and thought about what name he should give it.

"The original corpse-eating insect?"

"The Immortal Worm."

"Eternal Sleeping Demonic Insect?"

"Soul worm."

Ackerman went around in circles and finally settled on a name.

"Silver Worm."

On the one hand, the name sounds very confusing and positive, which is what Ackerman needs.

On the other hand, gold and silver also have the meaning of gods and immortality in a certain concept in the snake-man mythology, which is in line with Ackerman's idea of ​​creating it.

Ackerman pressed the insect on his hand, and it immediately integrated into the back of his hand, swimming on the surface of his skin, and finally turned into a huddled insect mark.

Ackermann admired it, and suddenly the bells in the castle rang.

"It's time, let's start."

Ackerman walked outside, and a large group of people were waiting for him in the square outside the castle.

"Owner!"

"It's ready for you."

Ackerman got into the vehicle and the entire convoy set off towards the Red Earth City.

In the slums of the city, zombie-like crowds can be seen everywhere, and beggars are everywhere in the streets and alleys.

After seeing this convoy, the poor people in the slums seemed to recognize it. Their eyes shone with light, and many people immediately followed.

"ah!"

"It's Mr. Mengmeng."

"Mr. Mengmeng."

"Here he comes again."

Ackermanmeng's alias is Manmeng, and he is quite famous in Red Earth City.

He is a young rich man, a well-known doctor, and a compassionate philanthropist in the city.

He would go to the poorest and most distressed places in the city several times a month to provide relief to those who could not survive, and he would lead his subordinates to provide free medical treatment to these poor people.

The vehicles lined up at the door, and the servants began to unload the goods and started to light the fire to prepare food.

In a spacious room next to the smelly seafood market.

A large number of lower-class civilians in the slums gathered together, and it was so crowded that some people couldn't stand anymore so they lay down outside the door and looked inside.

It didn't take long for each of them to get the food, and while eating, they thanked Mr. Mamen loudly for his kindness.

"Mr. Manmeng is really a good man!"

"Thank you for giving us food."

"Thank you so much."

Ackerman also started.

He stood at the front and looked at everyone and said loudly.

"Everyone knows that I come from afar. I was once a poor and down-to-earth person. I was once ostracized and suffered all kinds of pain."

"I changed my destiny because I learned medical skills, so now I'm here to help everyone."

"Stay alive."

"As difficult as it is to be unfaithful, we must all survive."

"If you live, there will be hope."

"I'm going to help you, help everyone, help everyone."

The crowd burst into cheers, looking at Ackerman with hope in his eyes, as if he had really seen the savior.

Of course, more people echoed just for a few bites.

But the more they agree, the more people around me believe.

They are also naturally affected.

Ackerman stood in the crowd and preached his ideas over and over again.

at last.

Akmanmon personally distributed food and some daily necessities to everyone.

Then tell everyone who is suffering, tell them to live well with hope.

"Mr. Manmeng." Someone took the food and shouted his name with tears in his eyes. Most of these poor people at the bottom had never read a book and could not read. Some even spoke in confusion, but this expression of gratitude Love is indeed real.

"You must be God's messenger sent to the world, sent here to save us." Someone kowtowed to him.

"Thank you, thank you very much." A whole family took the food from his hand and said thank you over and over again.

Next, Ackerman did not leave.

But to help these poor people get free medical treatment.

The people left in the room were those who were seriously ill, old people who were dying, or people who were disabled for various reasons and left with various hidden dangers.

In the eyes of these people.

Ackermanmon saw the fear of death and the desire to live.

Perhaps some people have been completely overwhelmed by the pain and despair of life and no longer have any hope.

But that's not a problem.

All it takes is one word and one action from Ackerman.

It can ignite their desire like a flame, because deep in everyone's heart, no one is not afraid of death, and no one does not desire to live.

Ackerman used his superb medical skills to help them relieve their pain.

"Thanks you."

"Mr. Mengmeng."

"I feel much better. Mr. Manmeng, your medical skills are amazing."

Akerman: "Unfortunately, disease cannot solve all problems."

"I'm getting older. I won't be able to hold on much longer. It would be nice if I could get some relief." Although I say I am getting older, in fact, this snake man is only in his forties. It's just that those low-level snake men who can live to this age are considered to have entered old age. . "

One of the patients said: "If only there was some medicine that could cure all diseases at once."

Some people also said: "It would be great if I had a body that never gets sick."

Some people lamented: "It's the same when you get old."

Someone joked: "Then you need a body that neither ages nor dies."

Everyone burst into laughter: "Who do you think you are!"

Ackerman seemed to say inadvertently: "The power of God, God can truly help everyone relieve their pain, and can allow people to gain true eternal life."

Someone asked: "Which god does Mr. Manmeng believe in?"

In recent years, Suinhall's beliefs have expanded.

Although Suinhor is considered the place of belief in the Scarlet Goddess, some people secretly believe in other gods, which is unstoppable.

For example, the Moonlight God of the Moonlight Territory, the Volcano Titan in the east, and some people from the north also believe in gods such as the Mother of Snakes, the God of Truth and Knowledge, the God of the Earth, and the Sky Titan.

This kind of thing is not uncommon.

Akmon replied: "I believe in the Silver God."

The patients asked curiously: "Is there such a god?"

Ackerman said matter-of-factly: "This is the god believed in by the land of snakes. Those who believe in the Silver God will gain eternal life."

“His followers can receive blessings and blessings.”

"The death of those who believe in the Silver God is not the end, but the entry into the next reincarnation."

"In death they will go to true immortality."