I created the Gods

According to the memory of the mad alchemist, the godhead is something that was born at the beginning of the universe. Each godhead will choose a suitable host on its own and make the host a god.

The main way to strengthen the godhead comes from the power of faith of believers. The more faith power believers contribute, the stronger the godhead will be.

But Chen Yan does not want to obtain the power of the godhead in this way. He wants to refine the godhead, not become a puppet of the godhead.

This requires the god-eating method of the mad alchemist.

The god-eating method was not created by the mad alchemist, but by his friend, an equally crazy magician. The magician was obsessed with the power of God, coveted the godhead of the gods in the world, and tried to steal their authority, so he invented this magic.

But before it could be put into practical use, the end of the law era came, the gods fell, and the god-eating method had no place to use.

But now, the spiritual energy has revived, and the gods have reappeared in the world. Chen Yan just got a godhead and ate it. Now is the best time to practice the God-eating Method.

According to the God-eating Method, the godhead will have a strong resistance to those who try to refine it. Chen Yan can feel this now. The power of the godhead is colliding in his body wantonly, constantly destroying Chen Yan's body.

In this regard, the God-eating Method has a corresponding treatment method. The more at this time, the more you need to empty your mind and let the power of the godhead flow through your limbs.

Chen Yan tried to do it, emptying his mind, and then letting the power of the godhead flow freely in his body.

Sure enough, soon, the restless godhead power gradually calmed down.

At this time, it is time to proceed to the next step, deconstruction.

It is a very complicated thing to deconstruct the composition and ability of the godhead, which usually requires a huge amount of calculations, but Chen Yan does not need such trouble.

The Eye of True Vision, this magic that he first learned, has now reached the point of perfection. It is not a complicated thing to use it to assist in deconstructing the ability of the Godhead.

Chen Yan opened the Eye of True Vision and scanned the divine power flowing through his body, and deconstructed the effects and abilities of these divine powers.

At this time, the Godhead seemed to find that Chen Yan was deconstructing himself, and the divine power began to surge again.

But it was too late. Chen Yan had already deconstructed it. As the divine power continued to flow into Chen Yan's mind, the authority of the Godhead gradually merged into Chen Yan's body.

The divine power to control the soul, got it!

Sitting on the ground, Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that this success was largely due to luck.

This Northern Zhengde Tongjing Bodhisattva was obviously a god who had just revived not long ago. Although he had absorbed a certain amount of faith power, his strength had only recovered to the level of a pseudo-god.

It was precisely because of this that Chen Yan dared to take the risk of fighting with him for the Godhead.

If the other party was a god at the level of a true god, then he would definitely run away.

After this battle, Chen Yan also had a general understanding of his own strength. Now he has mastered the power of souls, and any soul in the world can be dispatched by him. At the same time, he also has many functional and offensive magic.

But Chen Yan did not feel happy about this, because it was still the same sentence, "The stronger the props issued, the higher the difficulty of the game."

Now he has obtained so many abilities, which seems to be very strong, but when the real spiritual energy is revived, his little strength may be as small as an ant in front of those true gods.

While Chen Yan was dealing with the godhood, Caoshi was already in chaos.

As soon as Pan Shen arrived at Caoshi, he found that the natural elements here were not a little bit strong, and after evolution, Pan Shen could integrate himself into nature and manipulate trees and vines to become tree people for his own use.

In this way, the Caoshi, which was originally in a state of almost no one, was cleaned up by the tree people controlled by Pan Shen.

Pan Shen knew clearly that the people in this place were basically engaged in the black industry, so after a massacre, no one died unjustly.

Pan Shen's big commotion naturally attracted the attention of the National Special Events No. 1 Handling Agency. They sent a task force to Caoshi for investigation. The captain of this task force was none other than the old acquaintance Shana. .

The mission goal this time was only to investigate. The current capabilities of the Samsara Task Force were limited. It was better to be cautious when the enemy was unknown.

But when the Samsara Task Force arrived over Caoshi, the scene they saw made them unforgettable for life. Countless trees, vines and mosses were almost everywhere in the city.

In the vines and under the moss were corpses with hideous dead faces.

Shana on the plane looked at the scene below and couldn't help but think of a case, the murder of a poaching gang in the West Forest Farm of the city.

Almost the same way of death, as if being punished by nature, is there any connection between them?

After Shana and others landed, they were all on high alert. Under Shana's command, they collected biological samples and took photos of the scene in an orderly manner, and the investigation went smoothly.

But Shana vaguely heard someone calling her name.

The sound seemed to come from deep in the woods. Shana asked other team members if they heard any strange sounds, but they all said no.

At first, Shana thought she might have hallucinated because of the stress she had recently experienced. But as the sound became louder and clearer, Shana finally determined that it was not hallucination.

Someone is really calling me, and only I can hear it!

Shana followed the sound and walked into the depths of the forest.

As Shana went deeper, the sound changed from calling to gentle music. It was Pan's pan flute.

Countless butterflies suddenly began to surround Shana, and then led Shana to go deeper.

Until she reached the deepest part of the forest, Shana saw a monster with a sheep's head and a human body sitting on a tree stump playing the pan flute. The moving music came from the pan flute.

Shana looked at Pan without slacking off with a standard Tang sword, and asked, "Who are you?"

Pan slowly put down the pan flute and replied, "Relax, we are the same kind. You can call me... Pan."

"Who is the same kind as you?!" Shana pretended to chop Pan with a knife, but Pan's figure disappeared like a ghost, and then appeared behind Shana.

Shana felt the danger and stabbed behind her with a flick of her wrist.

But the attack still missed.

"The forest is my home ground. You can't kill me here."