I am God!

Chapter 606 The Evil God Will Appear
Naplow stood up in a trance, looking at his hands and the ghost he controlled.

He has always thought that he is different. After all, there is no one born with such a special talent like him. He always feels that he is incompatible with this world. He feels that the sun and the sky in the sky are so illusory, and everyone seems to be trapped Imprisoned.

He always felt that he was immersed in a long, long dream, waiting for the day when he would wake up.

"I'm the god in a bottle?"

Naplow guessed that the god contained in the bottle might be his former self.

"I am also immortal?"

"It's like the existence in the legend, which fell from the kingdom of gods to the world."

"I used to be a god, but because of certain circumstances, I lost my past and my power."

The pictures Naplow saw were intermittent, but even so, he could see a lot from them.

He walked outside little by little, and he kept thinking about the pictures he recalled, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this world was not right.

"why?"

"Why is the sky there different from here?"

"where is that?"

He raised his head and looked at the starless sky.

Naplow seems to have seen that there is a wider world outside of this Royaan world.

The secrets of this world seem to be bigger and more numerous than he imagined.

He hates this feeling, the feeling of being imprisoned and locked up. He wants to explore places that he can't see, and wants to know more secrets about himself.

"What is going on in this world, where is the world in the picture, and what are those strange races?"

"Who is Bremen? Why does he know about the villain in the bottle?"

"Who am I?"

"Why am I here?"

"Something must have happened to make me here, to be like this."

Naplow has countless doubts and wants to seek answers, but everything is hidden in the fog, he can't see clearly, and he can't find it.

At this moment, his desire for power is even stronger.

"I'm going to be stronger, as strong as ever."

"I want to live forever, I want to be a myth, and I want to control my own destiny."

"Only by becoming strong can you break free from all shackles."

"Regain the freedom that belongs to God."

He looked up at the dark sky and the unique "lonely moon", but in his mind he recalled the power of the god in the bottle, and the unscrupulous joy of squandering power.

All living beings prostrate at my feet, and I am the immortal god.

More importantly, Naplow obtained two very important knowledge and inheritance from that memory.

"Divine Grace".

"Artificial Humans and Immortal Forms".

One is the secret art of becoming an apostle, which came from Lan En; the other is the secret art of becoming a mythical prop, which came from Anhofus.

From it, Naplow saw the hope of immortality and becoming a god, and also saw that he could reproduce the god in the bottle.

"Unscrupulous, do whatever you want."

"This is me."

Naplow's eyes became wanton and no longer restrained, and a wild smile flooded his face.

"Why am I so timid?"

"What fear and fear, that's not me at all."

"Morality is only a mortal thing, emotion is the embodiment of fragility, and strength is the only way to the end."

"Mortals will eventually die, and it is their honor to be my firewood for ascending to the gods."

"Naplow, you are... God!"

-

The three races of dwarves, mermaids, and treants have been fighting more and more fiercely in the past ten years, and it is not uncommon to hear that a country is destroyed or a city is completely wiped out.

Everyone felt that this time was completely different from before.

Some rumors were gradually passed on from the top.

This time the war is a war of genocide, the winner will be able to monopolize the entire Royaan world, and this further makes everyone crazy.

The organization called the Temple by the dwarves is headquartered in the Platinum Kingdom. They are also the core force of the dwarves in this racial war, and they have been fighting against the Treeman Alliance and the Mermaid Kingdom.

There is no way to describe the tragedy of this war. Thousands of soldiers rushed to the battlefield in batches and died.

Cities were reduced to seas of fire and swamps, and purgatory on earth was everywhere.

The kingdoms and tribes among different races have been completely red-eyed.

In the headquarters of the temple.

"Da da da!"

A female samurai walked in tiredly, her boots beating rhythmically on the ground, her pace was very steady, which was also a symbol of a strong and mature samurai.

She wore a slightly oversized helmet on her head, which looked a little out of place, and it was also incompatible with the armor on her body, obviously not a set.

There is only a very narrow long opening in the helmet, just revealing a pair of pupils.

She walked into the corridor, and just as she took off her helmet, she heard a voice.

"You just retreated from the battlefield of the Mermaid Kingdom, and your injuries haven't healed yet, so you went to the Iron Kingdom again?"

The female warrior turned to look at a temple warrior: "Captain!"

The captain looked at her: "Have you found it?"

The female warrior shook her head, but said nothing.

The captain was originally leaning against the pillar, but now he walked over slowly.

"The Iron Kingdom is completely messed up now. A guy named Naplow invaded the Iron Kingdom and claimed to be the King of Hell."

"I heard people say that this person may have some problems. He seems to have broken through the realm of immortality, which is a realm that has never been heard of by mortals."

"I feel that a big problem is going to break out in the Iron Kingdom recently. It's better for you to avoid running there."

This world does not have the titles of fourth rank and apostle. In other words, it has become the realm of immortality. It does not sound like a standard rank, but more like a legend passed down by word of mouth.

The captain looked at the female warrior, he knew what the other party was doing in the past.

"Are you still looking for that person?"

He sighed and ran through his hair.

"It's been so long, why don't you give up?"

The female warrior raised her head and said softly.

"Captain, I don't think he's dead yet."

The captain told her: "What's the use in your opinion? Besides, if he's dead, it's useless for you to look for it. It's a good thing if he's not dead, and you don't need to look for him. He's already alive and started a new life somewhere."

He told her earnestly: "You can't go on like this, always being tied and bound by the past."

But the samurai said, "We are all bound by something because we are human."

The captain couldn't talk to her, so he could only talk.

"I heard that the first king is coming back soon."

"Even the Tree Ancestor and the Mermaid Mother have appeared in the world. This time the war is really different. I hope you will focus more on our race and kingdom in the future."

But after finishing speaking, the captain took out another note and handed it to the female warrior.

"This is a core member I found who once escaped from the Black Prison Legion. He happened to be in the Platinum Kingdom. This person may know something."

"I hope this is the last time."

"After so many years, you should also learn to give up."

The female warrior didn't speak, but just took the note.

And looking at the other party, even if he didn't find her this time, he still didn't intend to give up.

Seeing her like this, the captain shook his head helplessly, then walked away.

Holding the note and the helmet, the female warrior returned to her resting house little by little.

In the small room, she lit an oil lamp, then put the helmet and the note on the table, and there was a book called "Breman's Poems" on the table.

On the chair, she sat down wearily.

The endless fighting and war made her feel extremely sleepy. She didn't know when this war would end, and whether the so-called guarding the ethnic group and the country she did was useful, after all, in this vast In the war, she is just an insignificant one among them.

She didn't know when she would die, in which corner of the war she would die, and whether she would die magnificently and full of value.

Compared to thinking about those grand things, she prefers to look at this collection of poems and recall those past events.

These small things, on the contrary, let her find some warmth and sense of existence.

Looking at the candlelight, it seemed that a strange hoarse voice sounded in her ears again.

"Ah!"

Can't hear what's being said, but can feel the emotion.

under the sunset.

A samurai with a black sword is holding a book of poetry in his hand, reciting sentences from the book.

A guy who was obviously a child was also wearing armor and followed behind him.

He wears a ridiculous helmet, and he wears heavy armor, and the skirt armor drags on the ground, making him look like a tin can.

Get up and make a bang bang sound.

"Hahaha!"

Thinking of his funny appearance, she couldn't help laughing with her face in her hands when she was alone.

But he smiled and laughed, but couldn't help covering his face and weeping.

She remembered that night, the other party yelled at her, telling her to run.

Then he turned his head back and rushed towards the gradually boiling and noisy town.

And next.

It was true that no one caught up with her, so she contacted the God's Punishment Squad.

She didn't know what happened after she left, but she never saw the shadow of the other party again.

these years.

The female warrior has been looking for the child who saved her back then, and she will always remember the speechless guy and his funny appearance.

Every time she participated in a battle outside, she always thought about it.

Where would that guy be if he was still alive?
What kind of person will become?
Will she get rid of the shackles and control a long time ago, where will she get married and have children?
Was he one of the people she guarded when she fought against the alien race?
She is so persistent in looking for the other party, and she doesn't necessarily have to find the other party to do something, or even meet and talk to him again.

She just wanted to confirm that the other party was indeed alive and well.

That's enough.

Just after dawn, the sound of fighting came from a mysterious manor somewhere in the Platinum Kingdom.

"Ah!" A large number of people rushed towards one person and roared.

"Kill her." But all those who rushed up fell to the ground.

"No, it's someone from the temple." Someone saw the other party's attire and recognized her origin.

"It's the God's Punishment Squad from the Temple." The God's Punishment Squad from the Temple is the most terrifying existence for people in the dark world.

"She has only one person, and she will fuck me for whatever she is afraid of." But sometimes, having too many people is not necessarily helpful.

"Ah!" The scream came next.

The female warrior killed one person after another, and what she was best at was fighting, especially killing these evildoers who used evil methods.

In the end, she defeated the leader of the opponent.

The opponent's last knife cut across the female warrior's neck dangerously, leaving a bloodstain, and the long knife in the female warrior's hand pierced the opponent's chest.

She stood in the hall covered in blood and sweat, panting and took off the helmet on her head.

Instead of looking at the wound on his neck, he glanced at the marks on the helmet and wiped it gently.

The rest of the people were terrified and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

Next, the female warrior finally found the guy who had escaped from the Hell Legion, and asked him.

"You used to be a member of the Black Prison Legion?"

The man seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then finally found the name of the Black Prison Legion from his long-term memory.

He has somewhat forgotten, after all, more than ten years have passed.

Female warrior: "You still remember the head of your Black Prison Legion, and there was a mute who couldn't speak."

"Tell me, did you see them afterwards?"

The man shook his head: "Legion Commander? I don't know, I haven't seen him since that day."

Regarding the other one, he thought for a long time: "Dumb, who is the dumb?"

Naplow can't speak, and he hasn't joined the legion for a long time. Almost no one knows his name.

But soon, he suddenly remembered something.

"I suddenly remembered, dumb, can't speak, the one who has been by Heidao's side all the time, right?"

"I've heard Heidao mention his name before."

"The mute was with him all the time, and I heard him call his name."

"What's his name..."

Finally, he yelled out.

"Naplow."

"Yes, that should be the name.

Black knife, dumb.

As soon as I heard it, I knew that there was absolutely nothing wrong this time.

But when the female warrior in front of her heard the name, she suddenly froze.

"Naplow?"

"The king of hell——Naplow?"

The female warrior is like being struck by lightning, she knows this name, and it can even be said that the other party is the most popular and evil new villain in recent years.

He has confronted the temple many times, and was wanted by the temple, and has repeatedly escaped or even killed him under the strong men of the temple. He is a real big shot in the temple.

She seemed to have heard the most unbelievable ending for herself, and said very uncomfortable and unwilling to believe it.

"No, how could this be?"

"It should be just the same name!"

The female warrior returned to the temple in a daze, and she saw the captain again in the corridor.

"I found it, and they say his name is Naplow."

At this time, the captain seemed to be thinking about something, and only raised his head when he heard her words.

But he didn't react. The female warrior said that the name Naplow meant that the person she had been looking for was called Naplow, but she thought she had heard the news just now.

"You also got the news from above?"

"Naplow, the king of hell, is now the first villain wanted by the temple. He established an evil sect and pretended to be a god."

"This has already touched the bottom line of the temple. This time, the temple decided to completely eradicate this guy and his hell army."

"Those big figures in the temple, as well as all the elites, have been summoned."

"I was also called by name. This time, you should rest at home and stop running around."

When the captain said this, he seemed a little excited.

"I heard that the immortals will also appear on the spot, maybe I can see them too."

The female warrior suddenly raised her head and said, "I want to go too."

The captain was stunned for a moment: "You want to go too, that's okay, after all, you are also an elite of God's Punishment Squad?"

"but."

"Napulo, the king of hell, has broken through the realm of immortality. How many people will die this time?"

The female samurai was very serious and said firmly.

"I must go!"

-

The capital of the Iron Kingdom.

In the royal city here, a temple of different gods was built blatantly.

The temple looks dark and simple, the whole body is made of off-white stone, and the statues everywhere are almost ethereal, looking like ghosts floating in the air.

And the pictures, inscriptions, and stone carvings in every corner are almost related to death, eternal life, and reincarnation.

It seems to represent some characteristics of this god.

At this moment, thousands of people crossed the streets and gathered outside the temple.

After walking for a while, they stop to pray.

"King of Hell."

"The King of Hell!"

"The King of Hell!"

They chanted the name of the king of hell, as if this was the new god.

In the end, these people came to the square in front of the temple, blocking the entire square and the surrounding passages.

When such a situation happened, none of the kings, nobles, and soldiers of the kingdom stood up to stop it.

Because they are also among the crowd at the moment.

The king was standing at the foot of the temple, leading all his subjects to kneel outside the temple.

His eyes were red, his gray beard trembled and screamed.

"O people of the Iron Kingdom!"

"Let us pray to God that He grant us eternal life and immortality."

At the time when all nations were fighting in chaos, the world of the Iron Kingdom had completely changed.

The statues of gods stand in the temple.

It was a mysterious deity in a black robe.

In the years since he obtained the "Divine Grace" and "Immortal Form and Artificial Human", Naplow not only secretly became the apostle realm through the divine grace, but also began to prepare for a higher realm.

He has made all the preparations, and at the same time has established his own beliefs and sects in the world, and has spread his god name everywhere.

Although it is difficult for the Word of Wisdom to be uttered through body structures other than the Sanye people, as long as some special methods are used, it can also play the same role.

Now, everything is almost ready.

He is going to create the embryo of his own artifact, and finally build his own kingdom of God.

He has even thought of a name, it's called Hell.

Standing in his own temple, Naplow looked at the scene outside, it can be said that he was extremely proud and excited at the same time.

"hell."

"I am the god who controls hell, and I want to lock everyone in my prison."

"In this way, I am the master of all."

Naplow turned his head and looked at those subordinates who were kneeling on the ground adoring and looking at him in fear.

No, I can be said to be a believer now.

"Are you ready?"

They kowtowed at the same time and said in unison.

"God, it's ready."

At this moment, everything is ready.

The Iron Kingdom is the altar, the name of the god is the hub to communicate with all believers, and everyone is the position of the ceremony.

Just tonight, he will open the gate of the dream world.

It is impossible for ordinary people, even apostles who have been reincarnated many times, to do this.

But he is different.

He is not becoming a god, but recovering his power as a god.

He already has the name and authority of a god, and as long as he absorbs enough power in the dream world, he will be a real myth.

Naplow let out that iconic laugh, unscrupulous and extremely arrogant.

"Today, I will open the door to the dream world."

"Build the prototype of the kingdom of God."

Naplow stood under the statue and released his power.

A huge shadow appeared above the temple, covering the entire city.

Simultaneously.

A voice penetrated the temple and spread outside.

That reverberation, like the voice of a god, floated over the entire capital of the Iron Kingdom.

"mortal."

"Just give me your all and you will all be a part of me."

"Everyone."

"All those who believe in me will obtain a perfect form beyond this body."

"I will give you the power of eternal life, and transcend this world with me."

"You will have no more pain, no hunger, no injury."

"You can escape from this chaotic and troubled world, and enter the Kingdom of God with me to enjoy eternity."

In a sense, he can indeed give people immortality and immortality.

It can also make people feel no pain, hunger and injury, and get out of this chaotic world.

It's just that this result is not necessarily exactly the same as most people imagined.

But at this moment.

His words are indeed very seductive.

Especially at this time of frequent wars and civil strife, ordinary people are in great pain and need salvation and faith.

The appearance of the king of hell seems to have given everyone a huge outlet.

When Naplow turned into a huge figure and made an inflammatory declaration like the leader of a cult, he immediately saw that all the believers in the city went crazy, and they frantically crowded towards the temple.

At the same time, the dwarves shouted hoarsely.

"Forever."

"Forever."

"God, please take us out of this world and out of pain!"

"Take me away, I want to enter your kingdom, please take me away!"

In this country, a new god is about to appear.

That is an evil god.

(End of this chapter)