My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

In the meeting room, a group of ordinary people looked at the door with a reserved but expectant look.

Before coming to the Vatican, no one knew that there was an opportunity to meet the gods. Many bishops had never had such an honor.

In the Bible of Light, it was predicted that the evil gods would come and wreak havoc on the earth, preaching that only the glorious gods could save believers from danger, and that the devout believers of the gods would become heroes and ascend to the kingdom of God after death.

"Archbishop, will the gods really come to meet us?"

This was the dozens of times Melissa had heard these ordinary believers ask her this. They had only been in the meeting room for ten minutes!

"Of course, the Lord gave me the order personally."

Melissa understood the feelings of these people. The gods represented the top structure of the world, and they were at the bottom of the human world.

The distance between the two was so far, even farther than the distance between heaven and earth. Ordinary people would indeed doubt the authenticity of this matter.

Her thoughts diverged. Decades ago, the god was just a herbalist in a small town on the border of the Kingdom of Farouk. What kind of fate made an ordinary person grow into a god?

Blood awakening seems to be able to explain it, but careful consideration shows that blood awakening alone should not be enough.

Melissa suddenly felt that the light at the door was blocked. She woke up from her association, took a step forward, and saluted:

"Your Majesty, you are a beacon in the darkness, pointing the way for believers. Holy light shines, and glory lasts forever!"

Ordinary people also hurriedly followed her to pray, not daring to breathe loudly. They only felt that the person in front of them was infinitely tall, as if there were golden and silver lights flowing on each other.

When the golden light shines, it is hot, just like facing the sun at noon, the body and mind are warm; when the silver light flows, it is cold, just like walking in the moonlight at midnight, and the soul seems to be ethereal.

"No need to be polite, everyone sit down."

Crown sat in the chairman's seat. He had used his divine power to detect the bodies of everyone and found nothing wrong.

He captured a few strands of one of the people's spirits and released the time to go back. The past scenes of this person appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He talked to these people about the bizarre things they encountered, while releasing the time to go back one by one, and soon understood the whole story.

"I give you light, so that you have fearless courage when darkness falls."

Clown concentrated his divine power to cleanse the souls of these people, so that they would not be afraid of the slight pollution law in the next few years.

Everyone felt their bodies lighten, and the world seemed to be much brighter.

"Thank you for the mercy of my Lord," many people couldn't help but burst into tears.

Clown 'saw' a few strands of colorless light rising from these people and being absorbed by his body.

This is the power of faith, but the power of faith seems to have no effect on him. I don't know if it's because he absorbed too little.

Because he gathered all the power of faith to make holy crystals and used them as new energy.

The power of faith should have other wonderful uses. Clown was thoughtful. His path to the gods could not be copied, and many necessary procedures for gods were missing.

As a result, he had less understanding of the path of the gods. Should he absorb more power of faith to do experiments?

He shook his head and dispelled this idea. Other gods had to accept the power of faith for at least hundreds of years before they became gods and transformed into mortal bodies. He didn't have the time now.

When the two worlds began to merge, he would have a good exchange with the Sun God and the Moon God, and then it would not be too late to do experiments.

He glanced at Melissa next to him, and the archbishop understood and shouted to the outside of the door:

"Guards, take them down and arrange their accommodation."

She said to the ordinary people: "I will take them home next time I inspect, and they will stay here for half a month first."

After the ordinary people left, Melissa asked softly:

"Your Majesty, did these people encounter the evil god?"

"Of course not, ordinary people will be polluted into monsters by the evil laws emitted from the evil god at that time.

They are not polluted at all, they should be given some kind of psychological suggestion, and when they encounter a certain scene, this psychological suggestion will bear fruit."

Crown said calmly that the psychological suggestion of these ordinary people has been removed, but it is unknown how many people in the church's jurisdiction will be eroded.

He has absorbed a few strands of Qi from these people, and from the level, it is indeed the level of the evil god.

"Let those extraordinary people come in."

After receiving the extraordinary people who encountered strange situations, Clown found that the situations they encountered were different from those of ordinary people.

These people were planted with a certain spiritual power seed, which eliminated all the characteristics of polluting laws, but was able to grow with the help of the strong negative emotions of the extraordinary people.

Negative emotions include fear, despair, sadness, etc., which are all routines used by evil gods.

The good news is that none of these extraordinary people are holders of the Golden Light Dao Seed, and they are all below the silver level.

If these people have something to rely on and are fearless, these spiritual seeds can be killed by themselves.

Clown did not help these people eliminate these hidden dangers. He encouraged them a few words and asked:

"How long do you pray every day? Tell the truth, I can tell if people are lying."

These people looked embarrassed, and a brave man said:

"Your Majesty, I will attend the weekly service.

As for the daily prayer time, if the patrol task is too heavy, my prayer time is only a few minutes before going to bed."

After someone started, others also dared to speak up, and their situations were similar to this person.

Clown continued to ask:

"How long do you patrol every day? How many days a week do you patrol? Where do you patrol?"

"I have missions six days a week, twelve hours a day, and the patrol location is close to the edge of the magic circle."

"It's about the same for me."

"I understand. You have worked hard. The church is proud to have devout guards like you.

But I tell you one thing, no matter how tired you are, you must take at least a full half hour to pray every day.

Devout prayer can gather your spirit, and my divine power will be connected with your qi, expelling all malicious peeps against you.

My light is with you."

"I am willing to be the sword and shield in the hands of my Lord to protect your lamb!"

The knights and priests of the church were in high spirits, feeling that infinite power was pouring into their bodies.

"Back off."

"Holy light shines, and glory lasts forever!"

The crowd left shouting slogans, with a fanatical tone.

Clown saw that the spiritual power seeds planted in them could not maintain their structure and were assimilated into a wisp of energy.

At the same time, strands of faith light rose up.

I also have the potential to be a charlatan. No, I am a god, not a charlatan.

Clown sent a message to Eliza through the golden light seed:

"I will hold a meeting and notify all the cardinals to come to the manor to participate.

Those who are not in Shattrath will send their adjutants to participate. The time is set on the fourth day of the first week of next month."

The highest person in charge of each diocese is at the level of cardinal.

He will announce to the church the complex situation in the future and let everyone discuss how to deal with it.

There are still twenty days before the meeting.

Except for the Night Watch troops fighting in the wild and the Silver Dawn Guards who are at their posts to deal with emergencies, Shattrath fell into a deep sleep.

The silver light shines like water, the night is so quiet, and most people are immersed in a wonderful dream.

In Moya Manor, the golden spiritual light in the bedroom faded, and Clown ended his visualization. His wife opened her eyes as he finished.

He summoned a golden wall, and his eyebrows kissed unconsciously.

[Golden Light Mantra: 1509552/2000000; Level 7]

[Sun and Moon Rotation: 855728/2000000; Level 8]

[Holy Light Domain (Tai Chi): 292264/3000000; Level 2]

Since returning from the Star Realm, the progress of visualizing the Golden Light Mantra has become slower and slower. According to this trend, it will take nearly a hundred years to advance the Golden Light Mantra.

He misses the Red Moon very much now, and he doesn't know when he will see it again.

Fortunately, the world has undergone strange changes, and the evil gods have appeared again. As long as he has the "coordinates", he can go to destroy them at any time.

Since he is already at the eighth level, only the seventh-level spirituality is useful to him, and the visualization of all Golden Light Dao Seed holders cannot increase his proficiency even a little bit.

Eliza stretched out her hand to smooth out her husband's frown, and said with a smile:

"Has the most powerful god in the material world also encountered any difficulties?

If you also feel it is difficult, then we can't bear it even more."

"It's not difficult, just a little troublesome, but I hate trouble."

"Then tell the people below to do it. Did you decide to hold a meeting next month to discuss this matter?"

"Yes."

Crown didn't want to talk about the meeting anymore, he changed the subject:

"How is Charles doing recently?"

As soon as her son was mentioned, Eliza immediately became energetic, her eyes full of pride:

"Charles advanced to the third-level extraordinary today. I think he can break through to silver within a year.

In addition, his relationship with Soraka is also heating up rapidly. When do you think it is appropriate for them to get married?

Soraka is a child who has no blood relatives alive now. It's pitiful. Getting married early can also give her a real home."

More importantly, the Moya family can also expand as soon as possible, and she can also enjoy the joy of having children and grandchildren.

"Then wait until he advances to silver before getting married. The training method is more reasonable, and there is no shortage of potions. It won't take him a year to reach the standard of advancing to silver.

Charles's progress will slow down after he advances to silver, but this slowness is only relative to me.

After a few years, his strength should surpass yours."

"It's a good thing that the child surpasses me. His goal should be to surpass you."

Crown grinned and shook his head gently. It was impossible to surpass him.

Unless his son gets something like the golden wall, but this shouldn't happen.

"By the way, my son hasn't taken the golden light seed yet. Do you have to wait until he advances to silver before letting him take it?"

Crown nodded:

"Yes, there is no harm in understanding the bronze realm more."

In the following days, Clown spent the morning practicing breathing, the afternoon studying alchemy, and the evening visualizing the golden light spell with his wife, and practicing the holy light field as fate would have it.

Occasionally, he would patrol the territory of the Mingjiao, hoping to encounter a certain evil god, but he didn't find any clues, which made him quite disappointed.

His combat skills improved slowly, but his alchemy skills improved by leaps and bounds.

He now finally understood why high-level alchemists were prone to going crazy. During the alchemy process, some kind of radiation that was harmful to the human body would always be produced.

Alchemists are often weak, and many of them are not even silver in the level of transcendents.

Because people with transcendent talents will not spend too much energy on alchemy.

For Clown, he is not afraid of even the eighth-level pollution, let alone this little radiation!

Many times, alchemy experiments need to simulate very complex and extreme environments, and other alchemists need to rack their brains to find ways to have such experimental conditions.

He only needs to use divine power to simulate it, and the efficiency is incomparable.

Now, he can already produce a lot of urgently needed metals, and the manufacturing speed is not slow, and the raw materials required are not rare.

Perhaps in the near future, he can produce all kinds of rare substances required by Holy Light Naaru and Spell Golem.

Clown is looking forward to the arrival of this day. He did not expect that alchemy would bring him such a big surprise.

A piece of ordinary silver as big as a water tank floated in the air. He used divine power to imitate extremely high temperature and strong pressure, and then stimulated the divine power as fast as light.

In such an environment, silver was constantly bombarded by divine power, and its properties changed quickly.

About two hours later, a piece of water-blue coral gold as big as a fingernail was produced.

Don't look at it as small. When you buy such a large piece from the Church of the Lord of Storms, you need nearly a thousand gold coins.

A faint joy rose from the bottom of his heart. Feeling this long-lost breath, Clown sighed that it was not easy.

"Tsk tsk," he put down the coral gold and laughed a few times with self-satisfaction. The sound echoed in the experiment for a long time.

[Alchemy: 126/500000; Level 6] (Special effect: Refining. Increase alchemy efficiency by 50% and greatly increase the success rate.)

In Clown's eyes, the reason why high-level alchemy can convert matter "out of thin air" is because the alchemist at this stage manipulates the atoms of matter.

And his current power can reach the point of manipulating things at the microscopic level.

Now, he couldn't help but admire those who had never reached the golden level of the stigmata but could become a sixth-level alchemist.

At this time, Klauen's divine power had been consumed by more than half. He stopped the experiment, took his experimental records back to the study, and began to compile the secret book belonging to the alchemist's inheritance.

His fundamental purpose was to write a book that could be passed down as an alchemist's inheritance, and then use the inheritance to inspire more alchemists, and promote the birth of more high-level alchemists.

He planned to improve the treatment of high-level alchemists, and then give those alchemists with excellent talents the golden light seeds, and then use these high-level alchemists to create various substances he needed.

If he had to do all the work, wouldn't it seem that this god was too shabby.

He also had to take time to improve his combat skills. The best case scenario was that he would improve the military protection for this country, allowing more believers to safely survive this once-in-a-million-year crisis, and this country would provide more support for the Moya family.