I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 5 Good luck to you

"If you just conquer the world, the situation is still a bit small."

The other party paused after saying this, and continued hoarsely: "But this is a good start. We can take it step by step slowly."

"So, can you explain to me what's going on now?"

Lancelot pointed to the red liquid at his feet.

"Your mental power is not strong enough, so you cannot move around the temple."

Lancelot frowned upon hearing this, he should do whatever he wanted in his dreams, this was very strange.

"Where am I? And who are you?"

"Now you have two choices."

The other party ignored the boy's question.

"The first choice is to become my loyal servant. If our minds are united, you will gain the unparalleled power of the evil god."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sharp pain, and a large memory that did not belong to the boy was forced into his mind.

[The evil god Casola, one of the twelve main gods, was born in this plane in ancient times and has the power to destroy the world. 】

[He instigated the first plane war. Later, he was betrayed by the gods and seriously injured. He was shot through the head by Seraph. From then on, the entity completely disappeared, leaving only a residual soul wandering the world. 】

[When the right time comes, Cazorla's soul will attach to a higher creature, and the higher creature will become the evil god's container, and the host (container) will obey the evil god's instructions unconditionally.]

At this moment, Lancelot's mind flashed like a slideshow of horrifying scenes of the tragic deaths of hosts, including elves, humans, wizards, druids, dragons - and even gods!

"I choose the second one."

"The second option is to kill yourself after you wake up, so that I can find the next host."

The other party's tone became a bit teasing: "So, I suggest you choose the first one."

"Then...what if I don't choose both?"

Lancelot's tone trembled slightly, as the memory just now shocked him quite a bit.

But since this so-called evil god doesn't even dare to show his face, everything is still at the oral pleasure stage.

"Is there a possibility that as long as I don't commit suicide, you can only stay in my body?"

"..."

Lancelot's words caused the evil god to directly break through the defense.

"Well, now I give you the only choice, to be my servant."

"No, it shouldn't be like this!"

The evil god roared angrily, revealing an unconcealable panic.

He couldn't understand why mind control didn't work at all on Lancelot.

Lancelot realized that the other party had nothing to do with him, and his tone became more arrogant: "I don't care what you want to do, you are my servant now, so I have the final say in everything."

The Evil God was also stunned when he said this.

He could neither control the host's consciousness nor leave Lancelot's body, falling into an unprecedented embarrassing situation.

"Young man, your attitude is very rude."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lancelot's head began to hurt violently again.

This time was different from before. It was not a memory of pictures. A series of system announcements sounded in the subconscious, without any emotion.

【Lancelot, human, male, twelve years old.】

【No occupation, no ability.】

[The evil god will slowly regain strength in the host's body, the specific speed is unknown.]

[The stronger the host's power, the faster the evil god's power recovers. 】

[When the power is fully restored, the evil god can escape from the host's body. 】

[Once the host dies, the evil god will host the next higher creature after a period of time, and the previously restored power will be reset to zero. 】

[Current reset times: 12 times]

[Current time interval: 1000 years]

[Current recovery progress: 0.001%]

[Highest progress in history: 99.999%]

[Current host power rating: inferior]

"..."

The sound lasted for about a minute, and then stopped, leaving only the crackling sound of burning torches.

Lancelot took a deep breath and began to think quickly about the information just now.

Combining the information given by the system, Lancelot's twelve predecessors were probably drained by the evil god.

The host who is only a few centimeters away from 100% progress is most likely the god who died in an extremely tragic manner - twelve colorful wings were torn into pieces, and his bloody head seemed to have been hit by a rocket.

, half of the white bones are exposed at the neck.

Lancelot couldn't help but feel nervous, this was not a good sign.

"Cazorla, I'm different from the idiots who were manipulated by you before. I don't want to play any tricks." Lancelot paused and said in a strong tone: "Only if my needs are met, I will consider you.

"

"Tell me what you want."

"I want to get your power to make myself stronger."

"Not at the moment."

"Why?"

"Your strength is too weak. Even if you get the power of the evil god, you won't be able to use it. It will probably cause devastating damage to your body."

"I hope what you said is true." Lancelot was doubtful.

"certainly."

"Then what should I do next?"

"Follow the witch named Gloria, she can teach you some basic magic."

"You don't need to tell me, what happens after you learn magic?" Lancelot was speechless: "When can I get the power of the evil god?"

"I can't tell you the exact time, at least not now."

【Oh, leave this painting cake with me.】

"So, you suggested that I become a magician."

"I never said that, you are free to decide what career you want."

"But a magician is the best choice, right?"

"Whatever you think, I'm going to sleep. Goodbye."

"Wait!" Lancelot looked confused. This guy just talked a lot of nonsense and didn't give any constructive suggestions.

"Is there anything else?" Evil God responded impatiently.

"I come here every time I dream?"

"This is your dream, I don't exist here."

"Then how do I summon you?"

"Until you are strong enough, I will not appear again, unless you encounter a life threat." There was a trace of helplessness in the evil god's tone: "I'm sorry, your talent is the worst I have ever encountered. I don't want to be here."

You're wasting your time and wishing you luck, young man."

"Are you willing to wait another thousand years?" Lancelot panicked upon hearing this.

"Haha, the last thing I lack is time. I wish you good luck."

"Hey! Wait!"

Lancelot shouted twice, but there was no response.

It seems that the evil god has abandoned him.

He, a time traveler who had read countless time travel books, was abandoned by Goldfinger.

Lancelot looked at the empty hall, stunned and stunned, with firelight swirling in his eyes.

"Grass!"

(End of chapter)