Chapter 357 The Will of God

To be honest, Lu Wenwu is a little confused now.

He has thought of many ways to meet the God of Magic, and has also imagined many other things about him.

But he never expected that the other party would not even look like a human being now.

This.

This is not in line with the normal script!

The super tough guy who was invincible and undefeated in the past has become like this now?

Although after seeing the choices of so many strong people in the copy world, Lu Wenwu has a vague guess about the current situation of the God of Magic.

But in the end

He still looks forward to a relatively normal meeting full of epic feelings.

The constantly squirming deformed meat mountain in front of him made him feel complicated.

"God of Magic?"

"Principal?"

"Majik?"

Lu Wenwu called out several names in a row, but the previous voice did not respond again.

Only a very weak thought wave flashed by, almost undetectable.

This was captured by Lu Wenwu keenly.

He then flapped his dragon wings and flew upwards.

The former Dark Dragon Wings were completely integrated into Lu Wenwu's body with the thunder tribulation and have become a part of his body.

At this time, it is more comfortable to manipulate, and the control level is more microscopic.

At the top of the meat mountain, there is an almost undetectable light flickering.

That is pure starlight.

It is as weak as the last bit of candle wick in a candlestick, like a terminally ill patient, weakly collapsed on the bed, relying on a ventilator to support his last breath.

The emotion called despair is spreading, permeating every corner of this space.

Lu Wenwu tasted a trace of unwillingness in this despair like a tide.

He thought about it, and the golden sun of merit rose behind him, protecting himself firmly.

A layer of "membrane" like gold plating quickly covered his body, flowing and swirling like water waves, with a warmth that can break all the coldness.

This is the product of the fusion of the power of merit and the power of the sun.

If there is anything that can restrain this kind of corrupting force that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, then these two must be good choices.

From the experience gained from the God of Blood and Dark Night, perhaps the blood sea formed by pure killing intent and blood evil spirit can also have the same isolation effect, or even better.

But Lu Wenwu is not very brave to gamble.

The meat mountain in front of him is already in a precarious state.

If the unknown power is added to stimulate it, who knows what kind of virtue it will change into?

He carefully stretched out his hand and came into contact with the sticky flesh and blood that released starlight.

In just a moment, Lu Wenwu's merit power began to be used crazily at the speed of flood discharge, and the flame of the merit golden sun rose suddenly and became more and more vigorous.

Fierce black smoke rose from the place where his palm touched, almost burning a gray-black flame.

This is different from the negative power injected into the body of the god, but a special substance that appears after being completely burned out by the merit power and the sun.

Such a rough purification did not completely destroy it, but it was indeed weakened to a point where even ordinary people with a strong will could resist it.

As a large amount of black and twisted distorted flesh and blood was burned into a black fog, the previously flickering starlight became brighter and brighter, and the thoughts and wills emitted began to become firm.

The seeds that broke the darkness began to take root and sprout, and the consciousness that transmitted the voice rekindled hope.

In the process of purifying the distorted flesh and blood through the Merit Golden Sun, Lu Wenwu also tried to refine it directly through [Evil Nemesis] and [Swallowing the Heaven and the Earth].

The result was not ideal.

The former could not draw a trace of "evil power" from it.

The latter was completely disproportionate to the payoff.

The energy swallowed into the body was all used for replenishment, which was many times more than the current simple purification consumption.

And there was also the risk of mental corruption.

Lu Wenwu did not hesitate for a second and directly gave up these two methods.

He did not choose to let Maomao take a bite to try.

The risk is too great, and Maomao has no resurrection coins!

Under such circumstances, the two sides started a tug-of-war.

Lu Wenwu was trying to consume more flesh and blood from the black distorted meat mountain and dig out the consciousness buried deep inside.

The black distorted meat mountain was replenishing itself by absorbing a large amount of negative power, nurturing the corrupt power that could distort the minds of even gods, and recovering itself at the same time.

Lu Wenwu has never been afraid of a tug-of-war, and his recovery ability is extremely strong.

Today, he seems to have met an opponent.

The deeper he dug, the more power he consumed, which increased exponentially.

This made Lu Wenwu frown slightly.

This means that it is almost impossible for him to eliminate the opponent through this tug-of-war of consumption.

As long as his own consumption is increased to a certain level, the offensive and defensive momentum will be reversed, and his own recovery speed will be much lower than the consumption speed.

At that time, even he himself may be in crisis.

I don't know how long it took.

Maybe half an hour, maybe an hour.

The top of the meat mountain finally melted completely, and Lu Wenwu successfully found the center point of recovery and consumption.

Now, the competition between the two sides has fallen into a complete stalemate.

The good news is that Lu Wenwu's hard work has paid off.

He finally dug out a section of the consciousness buried at the top of the distorted meat mountain.

Having studied at the Magic Academy for a year, he immediately recognized that this was the missing Star Staff in the hands of the Magic Goddess - the main body!

Similarly, this was also bad news.

Because the thought fluctuations he felt just now were released from here.

Now right in front of him, the stars were shining, and everything was so straightforward.

Lu Wenwu thought of the Dragon God far away in Dragon Island.

He took a deep breath: "Should I call you the Star Staff or the God of Magic?"

"In fact, I prefer you to call me by my former name - Magic." The male voice that appeared earlier said, "In fact, I gave up my identity as a god a long time ago, but I successfully preserved my power and self-consciousness."

"Consciousness backup?" Lu Wenwu thought of the Dragon God again.

"Oh? Unknown strong man, have you seen the alchemical consciousness left by the big lizard of Dragun?"

Star Staff, or Magik, he seemed a little surprised, but soon he suddenly realized it. "Oh, if you think about it carefully, it's actually not a problem. It's not surprising."

"If you can even get in here and dig my consciousness out of this rotten body, I think he can't stop you."

"Sorry, please allow an old man who can't remember how many years he has lived to be a little suspicious. How did you find this place? Where are you from?"

"I'm probably an outstanding graduate of Magik Wizard Academy, Principal." Lu Wenwu answered truthfully, "As for where I came from, it's hard to say. In a sense, I probably come from the same world as the dimension, uh, and the ancestor god you know."

"Ah, Dimension Wanderers, I know, that's a very friendly race, at least you and my teacher are very friendly." Magik said with some emotion, "I originally thought that the one who found this place would be an arcane master with the power of killing gods."

"Arcanists have this potential?" Lu Wenwu was stunned.

Majik said frankly: "I don't know, but I think there should be. After all, this is the profession I created to promote the trend of thought. It can give real mortals the opportunity to embark on the path of transcendence. How can arcane masters not want to have the power of gods?"

"Unfortunately, maybe the time is too short, or maybe the thinking of mortals and arcane masters is still somewhat limited. In the end, the situation I expected did not appear. This is inevitably a pity. The only consolation is probably that magicians and arcane masters no longer believe in me, which is pretty good."

"Ha, my plan is not so unsuccessful."

"Can you tell me what your original plan was?" Lu Wenwu asked, "And. What exactly is this lump?"

He was a little curious about this.

The final secret of magic is hidden in this consciousness that claims to be Majik.

"Of course, but this plan is a bit long, I have to start from the beginning."

Majik has no desire to cover it up.

Or, he thinks Lu Wenwu is trustworthy.

Or, maybe he thinks that it has come to this time, and there is no point in covering it up.

You see, Magik didn't even verify the authenticity of Lu Wenwu's words, let alone his identity, and told everything.

"I have forgotten how many years ago, the world at that time did not have the current vitality and extraordinary power of all things."

"Everything is still in a primitive and ignorant state. Humans are not the masters of the continent. The tribes are still trembling with fear to learn how to use fire from the dwarves, how to plant from the elves, and pray for the primitive gods formed by the natural landscape that we cannot understand to give us the power to survive."

"Gradually, we mastered the extraordinary power, began to become strong, began to cast incredible spells, and began to defeat those creatures that once regarded us as ants."

"I don't know if I am the first extraordinary person in this world."

"But there is no doubt that among the students who were fortunate enough to study with the teacher, I am the strongest."

"The teacher is so kind. He leads us to civilization, teaches us how to use and control extraordinary power with language, how to guide thoughts through religion, and how to become extraordinary through collective consciousness. Incredible existence. "

"The teacher calls this extraordinary power we control magic, and calls people who have this ability magicians. "

"Those who practice magic and thought to the extreme at the same time will stand shoulder to shoulder with the teacher and become - God! "

"Unfortunately, this wonderful time is very short. Our world is just a short stop on the teacher's journey, and soon He will set off again and continue his journey. "

"After the teacher left, I became the first god I dreamed of, the God of Magic. "

"At that time, human thoughts were far less complicated, and it was quite easy to obtain the power of faith. "

"Under my protection, the area of ​​the tribe became larger and larger, the people lived better and better, and the number of magicians became more and more. "

"Until a certain moment, the number of gods exploded. "

"More and more gods appeared. "

"Excuse me, principal, I want to interrupt. "Lu Wenwu raised his empty hand to signal, "If you are the first to become a god, then other races..."

Majik's helpless voice came: "There is no way, the teacher is kind and treats everyone equally. All intelligent creatures who have mastered a certain amount of extraordinary power can listen to his teachings."

"The way to become a god is not unique to humans."

"After the second god of mankind appeared, I tried to destroy those races that had not yet given birth to gods but had bullied us. Unfortunately, I was not completely killed. This may be regarded as the trigger of the war among the gods."

"At first, it was just a conflict between various races due to historical reasons and conflicts. I was so high-spirited at the time that I didn't take it seriously at all. I took the crazy revenge of humans who had already established a country and repaid all the blood and tears I had shed."

"But after a while, I discovered something that scared me."

"This world cannot support too many gods."

"Even if the threshold for becoming a god becomes more and more stringent, the speed of god growth will exceed the carrying capacity of the world in a very short period of time, reducing everything to death."

"The power of gods is so powerful. They can create an extraordinary system at will. A single thought can turn the earth into a desert and the sea into an oasis. No god can avoid being indulged in that kind of power that distorts reality."

"I think that since you can find me here and have met Dragon, you should know what the nature of magic is."

Lu Wenwu nodded: "Distorting reality through one's own will is the rule of this world."

"Yes, these are the rules of this world."

Majik made the stars flicker with great approval.

"Mortal thoughts can create extraordinary power, and can create magicians with spell-casting qualifications. Magicians can create incredible magics, allowing mortals to worship them and create gods."

"Then have you ever thought about a question?"

"The thoughts of mortals create gods. Magicians can create magic, but what can the thoughts of gods create?"

Lu Wenwu was suddenly in a daze.

Divine thoughts?

Magik did not wait for his answer and continued: "The thoughts of gods have long been distorted by mortals."

"Or we can simply say that behind a god, there represents a group of intelligent creatures with the same stance."

"As long as they are intelligent creatures, they will have desires and darkness in their hearts."

"Take human beings as an example. Let us be proud of what we have always been proud of, and use it to distinguish whether we are divorced from primitiveness and chaos - morality."

"The essence of this quality is to suppress the most primitive desires, allowing our society to break away from the primitive and ignorant jungle laws and form a spontaneous and conventional unspoken rule."

"Suppression is only suppression, not complete elimination."

"Mortal people will hide these in their hearts and not express them."

"Good wishes give birth to gods."

"And what about those primitive desires that are suppressed by ideology and morality?"

"This is a world where all your wishes come true," Majik said quietly.

A gentleman does not care about his heart when discussing his deeds. There is no perfect person in the world when it comes to his heart.

Morality can restrain the body, but it cannot restrain the mind.

The power of thoughts to distort reality only requires thinking.

Lu Wenwu took a deep breath and mentally answered the question that Majik just asked.

What is born from the thoughts of gods is distortion.