Chapter 468 Chapter 465 "I predict that you will die."

  Su Mingan walked down the stairs on this floor, and the smell of dust came to his face.

   In the process of going downstairs, he was still thinking.

  ...In addition to Lu Shu, Nuoer was also under consideration.

  Noel has a new world guild, and his background is not as simple as others. Get him in, with mixed results. The advantage is that Nuoer has experience in dealing with forces. The disadvantage is that his mind may not be pure, and he already knows the secret of Su Mingan's return.

  Noel is too smart, he is so sharp that Su Mingan can't trust him. If Noel really has any bad thoughts, it will definitely be a big trouble for the future.

   "Cough, cough..."

   There was a coughing sound from ahead.

   Sibel coughed, she walked in front, eating a face of ashes.

   She wiped her face a little irritably: "...There is so much dust here, has no one cleaned it?"

  This is a wine cellar with some ashes in the barrels.

  Su Mingan saw a blood-red magic circle drawn on the ground.

   "...It's really a novel place." Sibel approached the circle and smelled blood: "This is, lamb's blood. The person who painted this circle has great ambitions."

"What's the meaning?"

   "The lamb in the dome is a good omen. Dare to paint the magic circle with lamb's blood, this person is definitely not a person who sincerely believes in Baishen." Sibel said.

   A man in a coat suddenly came over.

   "The black lamb symbolizes the **** Bai? In my opinion, they are just a bunch of beasts." He showed his pale teeth.

  Sibel: "You're an investor in the farm, bro, I'm not mistaken."

   "Strange." Po looked at Sibel with inquiry in his eyes: "...How did you recognize me, little girl, I haven't seen you."

   "I am a prophet, I have seen your appearance. My name is Sibel."

   "Ah, Sibel, I've heard this name before." Po's smile expanded: "You are the only Nine God believer? Then you should understand my thoughts better."

  Su Mingan suddenly remembered that Sibel had said her ultimate goal at the beginning.

   She said, she wants to become a **** in this world.

  …Can people also become gods?

  Po looked at Su Ming'an: "Young man, looking at your eyes, don't you believe that people can become gods?"

   "No, I believe it." Su Ming'an said, "I know a real **** who turned into a **** from a human body."

  …Although the man was pulled down by him now.

  Po heard his words and laughed outright.

"Hahaha, you said that you know the gods...haha, the two gods in this dome, the **** Bai is dead, and no one has really seen the **** Jiu, which **** can you know? Young man, you have to be moderate when joking, otherwise Those mad believers will tear you apart!"

   He laughed a few times. Seeing that both Su Ming'an and Sibel were expressionless, he felt boring again, so he restrained his smile:

"Gods originate from people's fantasy. When there are more people in the fantasy, the gods will gather enough belief power and will really appear in front of people's eyes. Otherwise, we can't explain the sudden appearance of Baishen five years ago. Why? It is consistent with the mythology. After all, the previous myths were made up by humans, and they have never seen the real Baishen before, so why are the myths they made up exactly the same as the gods themselves?"

   "You mean... the so-called gods are the illusion of people's belief in them, rather than their existence." Su Mingan said.

   "Exactly!" Po heard Su Ming'an's words, his eyes lit up: "I thought it was impossible for people to accept this idea of ​​mine, but I didn't expect to meet someone who recognized me..."

"In fact, there is nothing decisively wrong in your conjecture." Su Ming'an said: "If time is the main line, then the world in which the individual lives is constantly splitting, and this splitting is going on every moment. Every idea of ​​ours, Every decision changes the world, so in this sense, whether we believe in something, the world will change slightly, in the direction of what people believe - that is, 'believe is what', it It is not created out of thin air, but a qualitative change achieved by quantitative change.”

  's broken body trembled even more, and his face was flushed with excitement.

   Of course, what Su Mingan said was basically nonsense. He was just deducing the reason from the result, looking for a statement that echoed that.

   But it seems that this trick is very effective, you can tell from the excited expression on this broken face.

   "You want to become a god?" Su Mingan said.

"Of course. I have already mastered part of the authority of the Black Lamb and used it to shape twelve altars." Po said, "As long as a sufficient number of altars are repaired, I believe that the authority of the Black Lamb will be mastered by me. After that, I only need to collect the authority of the black crow and the black python, and then I can disguise as the gods in people's eyes and gain their beliefs... In this way, 'authority, belief, energy', only energy, I will Be able to become a real God of Bai—!”

  Su Mingan raised his eyebrows.

The idea of ​​  broken may seem absurd, but it is not impossible.

"Really?" Sibel said lightly next to him, his voice somewhat sarcastic: "If you want to collect the power of the black python, you must take the initiative to give it to you. You can't succeed with this alone. Energy, only those who reach the end in the Hundred-Man War will have enough energy, and you are not a contestant, you cannot achieve this."

   Hearing Sibel's words splashing cold water, his broken face twitched.

   He has indeed realized the current difficulty.

"Look, there is a wooden bird in your hand. It's still carved in the shape of a raven, the messenger of the **** Bai." Sibel said, "Unfortunately, it's not a real raven, just a wooden sculpture. You seem to be very If you want to become Baishen, you also want to be followed by Ravens, but unfortunately, you simply… can’t become a genuine Baishen in people’s eyes.”

  Su Mingan took a slight step back, at this time the real raven was hiding under his cloak.

  pa's face was a little dark, he didn't look at Sibel again, his eyes were fixed on Su Ming'an.

   "This adventurer, I trust you, can you...collect something for me?" Po said, and actually released a task.

  …

   "Ding dong!"

  【Obtain a C-level temporary task: Blood of the Lamb. 】

  【Mission description: Po hopes that you can bring him some lamb's blood. In exchange, he will give you a stone with the breath of the gods. 】

  【Task Notes: There is a broken "central altar" in this shrine. It is said that when three Baishen stones are enshrined on it, something wonderful may happen...]

  …

   "Okay, I'll find it for you."

  Su Mingan accepted the mission and left here.

   As he went upstairs, he heard Sibel say she had lost something.

   "Did you drop it below?" Su Ming'an asked.

   "Well, the curse fire flower in the hood is gone, I'll just go down and get it myself, you can wait on the ground." Sibel said.

   "Okay." Su Mingan nodded.

   Sibel turned and walked down.

  Po was still in that dark room, squatting beside the magic circle, still studying his method of becoming a god.

   "Why did you come back? Did something drop?" Po said.

   "I have a prophecy to tell you," Sibel said.

   After hearing this, he turned around with great interest: "By the way, you are a prophet, can you predict, is my idea correct? In the end... Can I become a **** as a mortal?"

  Sibel smiled: "Your idea is right. As long as the three conditions of faith, energy, and authority are met, mortals can indeed become gods."

   "Really?" Broken eyes lit up and danced with excitement: "Can this really become a god? Great, in this way, I have to find a way to take back the power of the black python and the black crow as soon as possible..."

   "Besides, I came back because I saw a little bit of your future, do you want to know?" Sibel said.

   "Of course." Broken smile: "I think, no one will refuse to see their future."

   "Well, I predict..." Sibel suddenly raised his hand.

"boom!"

  The shotgun was smoking white.

   She held up her shotgun and breathed.

In front of   , there was a bullet hole on his forehead, and he slowly fell backwards.

   There was still the joy of being recognized in his eyes, but that brilliance was gradually lost. He stared at Sibel who suddenly set up a gun, and closed his eyelids blankly.

   Such a person with the ideal of "becoming a god" suddenly fell under Sibel's gun and died silently.

   "I prophesied - I prophesied that you would die here." Sibel put down his gun and found Baishen Stone on the broken body.

   "Besides, if you can become a **** as a mortal, it will never be you... You want to be my competitor and dream."

   As she said, she pinned the flower of the curse fire to her hair again, and pulled up her hood to hide the wildness and fierceness in her eyes, and her temperament became inconspicuous again.

   She picked up the stone and turned to leave.

  The room was quiet, with only the slight aroma of wine lingering around.

  The pages of the ancient book slowly closed, as if covering up an unrealistic dream.

  …

   "Your stuff." Sibel handed the Baishen Stone to Su Ming'an.

  Su Mingan heard the prompt that the mission was completed. He guessed that Sibel was probably using a violent method.

   "The other two slates should be at Meyerto and the farmer Lao Te. I probably know their locations, let's grab them," Sibel said.

   Noticing his eyes, her eyes fluctuated slightly: "...What, does my behavior look like a villain?"

   "No, I'm just a little surprised. Your front and back contrast is a bit big." Su Ming'an said.

"The prey at the bottom of the food chain, if they want to survive, they have to show their weakness in front of their proud and powerful enemies, and let go of their hands and feet during their predation. They are born weak, and they have to do their best to survive... So, you can use these methods as me. It's all practiced," Sibel said.

   "Okay, let's go." Su Ming'an did not comment on this.

  Sibel's way of doing things, although a little violent, is still her way of life to this day, and he will not criticize anything for his own morality.

   But, he noticed that Sibel's originally immature face seemed to have suddenly become more mature.

   I don't know if this is his illusion.

  …

  In the modernly decorated living room, the farmer Lao Te stroked the goatee.

   The guests he entertained were Aini and Flora.

   After realizing that the background of the dungeon was not simple, Aini and Flora took the initiative to come to Lao Te, the farmer, and wanted to know the secret of the sky.

   "Farmer, I want to ask." Aini asked: "In this shrine... Is it possible that there are 'special bonus rules'?"

   (end of this chapter)