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There is no wind in the tower.

Everything here seems to be still and cannot flow.

Only when the Powerful uses extraordinary vision to probe through the seal, can they see the shadows of those terrifying spiritual bodies.

The lone figure sits at the end of the stairs spiraling up from the inner wall, always looking motionless at the exit above with its head held high.

It can go out, but it cannot go out.

"I'm guilty."

"I made a mistake."

But it said, "No, that's not my fault."

The doll is a very powerful existence, because it has a strange heart, the seal here has no effect on it, but it is not willing to go out here.

It's very quiet here, suitable for people who don't like busyness.

Except for the occasional person throwing things from the top of the tower, basically no one bothers here.

This has been the case for many years.

But today, a man came in from above.

A "person" with long legs.

It's a pity that it doesn't have wings. It heard that another intelligent winged man created by the life master did not die, but went to the world beyond the giant island of Ruh.

When the visitor entered from the tower, all the evil spirits were alarmed.

She even disturbed the seal.

The evil spirits in the White Tower felt that the seal was disturbed, and all rushed out excitedly.

The evil spirits broke away from the upward stairs, and their madness turned into rays of light and swirled up.

But soon.

Rays of light were released from the man's neck, driving away the crazy evil spirits.

"Woooo!"

The terrifying power of the light drove the evil spirits back, and the burning sensation like a flame made the evil spirits whimper.

This time.

No one dared to approach the figure anymore, and even those evil spirits all returned to the props and the lamp of the divine contract in fear.

The figure climbed down a rope from a height little by little and landed on the top of the stairs.

The stairs inside this tower are obviously used to trap and confuse those evil spirits, not to lead to the top of the tower, because there are still twenty or thirty meters from the top of the tower.

After the visitor fell, the first one saw the metal doll slumped on the ground.

The delicate and slender body makes the metal doll itself look like a work of art. Its structure is very complex, and it is difficult to imagine what kind of alchemist can create such a masterpiece.

Saint Raphael and the doll looked at each other, but the doll did not move.

Saint Raphael poked it with his finger: "Hey!"

The puppet still doesn't move.

San Rafael continued to poke at it, reluctantly.

"You can see me."

"You are alive."

"Don't play dead, I just saw it, you looked up when I came down."

The doll didn't want to pay attention to her, thinking she was troublesome.

I'm just a puppet, I don't know anything, I don't understand what you're talking about.

At this time, an old man descended down the rope that Saint Raphael had just climbed down, but unlike Saint Raphael who was so daring, the old man was very frightened and cautious.

When he got entangled on the rope and got down, he kept checking everything around him with his extraordinary vision.

When he saw San Rafael standing with the doll, he immediately exclaimed.

"Lord San Rafael, don't approach it."

"It is the most evil and terrifying existence in the White Tower, and the only one with wisdom."

"It's an evil spirit puppet."

This time the puppet has no way to pretend to be dead, and can only raise its head mechanically.

"Old Tut, are you still alive?"

The old guard immediately said: "Anyway, as long as I am alive, I will never let you leave here for the rest of my life."

San Rafael stared at the doll: "It looks normal."

The caretaker of the White Tower, Old Tut, immediately wanted to dispel the idea of ​​Saint Raphael: "Master messenger from the kingdom of the gods, you must not think that way."

"All evil spirits are like this. They can look normal sometimes, but they can go crazy at any time because they devour other people's desire and power."

Saint Raphael asked the puppet, "Are you crazy too?"

The evil spirit puppet said, "Sometimes."

"There's another person in my head who's going to ask me to do something else."

"Maybe it's not crazy enough because the desire and power I devour are single enough."

The old caretaker Tut immediately told San Rafael to raise her vigilance.

"It's just half crazy, not crazy, such a guy is even more deadly when he is crazy at a critical moment."

Saint Raphael asked the evil spirit puppet: "What's your name?"

The puppet told her, "Olan."

San Rafael: "What crime did you commit?"

Doll Oran: "I'm not guilty."

Saint Raphael wondered: "Are you not guilty?"

The puppet Oran repeated: "I am not guilty."

San Rafael asked it, "Then why are you here?"

The puppet is expressionless, and its voice has no emotion: "I don't know if I've committed a sin or an irreparable mistake."

Saint Raphael asked: "Is there any difference between sin and fault?"

The puppet Oran finally replied: "Sin is evil."

"A mistake is a mistake."

This is what it considers itself, and in fact, in the eyes of ordinary people, breaking the rules is a crime.

Saint Raphael still couldn't tell the difference, but she promised the people outside to not let the people inside go out, so there would be no difference.

"But since you have a problem, you definitely can't go out."

"You will be my collection from now on."

Saint Raphael squatted down, touched the doll's head, and raised its arms.

She felt that she had found another good treasure.

"Do not worry!"

"I will treasure you well and won't let you break. You will live in my fairyland in the future."

Saint Raphael walked down the stairs and checked the situation below.

Evil spirits stuck their heads out of the lamps, glanced at the ring on Saint Raphael's neck, and then shrank back.

San Rafael opened door after door, and there was a lot of space below.

"This place is very good, but if it is a fairyland, it must be modified."

Finished watching and experiencing it.

San Rafael is also almost decided.

This is the wonderland she wanted.

The puppet was still sitting on the stairs, and it was only when he turned his back in San Rafael that he turned his head to look at the fairy.

"A fairy."

"What does she want to do here?"

It is thinking about the purpose of the other party, and what it brings to the meeting here.

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the other side.

Among the cities of the City of Lights and the Land of the Sunrise.

Grand ceremonies are being held in the temples of every city, with snakes singing and dancing outside, and bonfires surging.

Their city lords and elders all knelt under the statue, nervously watching the statue light up, and the lantern in the hand of God Iva lit up.

They saw a door.

A graceful ornate door that represents desire.

Then, their consciousness entered the back of the door.

Then they saw a large number of lanterns surrounded by a stalwart figure, the **** they believed in, the **** of alchemy and desire.

at the feet of the gods.

A cup full of desire.

They crawl in the sea of ​​silver flowers, carefully listening to the will of the gods.

Everyone was very nervous, and they sensed that something different was about to happen.

Because this time it turned out that the gods personally delivered the oracle.

Before that, they had vaguely heard some rumors that God might be preparing to choose His apostles.

And all of this stems from the changes in the world of higher gods.

Times are changing.

The demigods are no longer the end, and the age of the gods is coming.

However, these things are not something that mortals like them can consider and know. Just the words "Apostle of God" are enough to drive mortals crazy.

Needless to say.

The title of Apostle of God is incomparable with the title of Elder or even Great Elder; one is a mortal position, and the other can stand under the throne of God even if he enters the Kingdom of God after death.

With the title of the Apostle of God, the elders have to crawl under your feet.

And more importantly, the Apostle of God represents more than just a title.

It is a fourth-order power, a power beyond the limits of mortals.

Apostles can stay in the world.

A thousand years.

Perhaps God Iva also noticed, and now the land of sunrise is like a mess of scattered sand.

In the past, it was okay to not care, after all, the gods did not need mortals that much.

And now it's different.

The Creator has opened the door to a higher level for the demigods, and if you want to reach a higher level, you must establish a human **** system, and the human **** system naturally requires a large number of believers to build and improve.

He wanted to elect an apostle to break this situation at the same time.

The God of Alchemy and Desire watched all the important believers present, and then opened his mouth to convey information into their minds in a special way.

"The age of the gods is coming, and I will choose the right seeds from among you."

"Some of you will become my apostles and receive the grace that I bestow upon you."

"And this is just the beginning."

He wants to choose suitable believers, spread divine grace to the world, and obtain his own apostles.

Then select suitable candidates from among the apostles and truly establish their own human **** system.

"The third-tier upper alchemist stays behind." Only the third-tier powers are enough to meet the threshold, and the power of the light swept through their bodies is fully revealed.

"The faithful stay." Being able to obtain divine grace naturally requires firm belief. The cup of desire is swaying, reading out the desires in everyone's heart. .

"Those with extraordinary talents stay." Even if it is a third-order power, not everyone can have the talent to break through the fourth-order. Lights pour out of their bodies, and everyone's god-blood talent emerges.

With the screening of conditions, one person after another exits.

Although it is no less than a few hundred years ago, the third-order powers could not be found in the entire Ruhe Giant Island, but now nearly ten people can be found in the Land of Sunrise alone.

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But after this screening, there is not much left in the end.

One figure after another disappeared from the cup of desire flower sea, and finally there were only two left.

The lantern of the **** of alchemy and desire fell, and a little spark fell into the two bodies.

"Divine Favor!"

"Give."

Two believers have acquired the inheritance of Divine Favor, and they will compete for the position of the Apostles of God.

There was ecstasy on their faces.

City of Lights.

Holding a golden lamp, the Great Elder's consciousness escaped from the gate of desire and returned to the temple.

He looked at himself in disbelief, at his empty hands.

He put down the lantern in his hand and touched his face.

"What about Divine Favor?"

"Why didn't I?"

"Why? I didn't get Divine Favor?"

He couldn't understand, he looked puzzled.

He is the lord of the City of Lights and the great elder of the Land of Sunrise.

As the spokesperson of the gods in the world, and as the most powerful person in the land of sunrise, he was not able to get the gift.

"I have no talent?"

"Because I'm old?"

"Or did God abandon me?"

There was extreme unwillingness on the face of the first elder, and he could not accept it at all.

Before that, he had been ecstatic to hear that God had chosen his apostles.

He thought he was bound to win, he thought he was lucky.

It happened to me when I was old.

This was something that his ancestor, Xin Ji, had never encountered.

although.

His ancestors voluntarily returned to the kingdom of God and voluntarily became a lantern beside God.

He thought that just like this, he could get a thousand years of life, and he could always remind the gods to control his human kingdom and establish his beliefs for the gods.

The first elder looked up at the statue, and burst into tears.

"I am a descendant of Xinji, God!"

"I am the descendant of your most loyal servant, and our golden family has believed in you for generations."

"why?"

"Why didn't you choose me?"

He hadn't thought about it.

Maybe God didn't choose him because he wasn't religious enough.

The self-righteousness of some people is actually just self-righteousness.

They never thought that everything they did was not for the gods, but only from their own greed.

Greed for power, greed for power, greed for wealth.

even.

They also feel that the gods are their own, because they believe in gods and are the most loyal believers of gods.

So God must give them everything they want.

The Great Elder of the City of Lights named Hingis is such a person.

His name means Xinji's bloodline, and his lineage is proud of his ancestor Xinji.

They also rely on their blood to stand above everyone in the Land of Sunrise.

ruled the land for hundreds of years.

"It must be that my talent is not enough."

"Yes!"

"My talent is not good, so God didn't choose me."

"It's an innate talent, I'm a little worse."

"That's why I became a high-ranking alchemist so late."

"It must be so."

The Great Elder Hingis walked out of the temple staggeringly, chattering incessantly.

He seemed to be enchanted, and for the next few days, he fell into this dead-end circle of thinking.

He began to believe.

It is because of lack of talent that God did not choose him, and that he was abandoned.

After many days, a powerful third-order power seems to be weak and needs help.

At this time, someone brought him a new message.

"The messenger of the gods, Lord San Rafael, has chosen the sanctuary she wants."

Hingis asked absently, "Where is it?"

The person who came replied: "Exile the White Tower."

Hingis suddenly raised his head, he remembered this place.

"The White Tower of the Taling School?"

Hingis immediately thought of this place, a force that once ruled the Golden City.

This force once caused great confusion.

They are not the family of alchemists who inherit their inheritance through blood, but the alchemy school of the teacher-student inheritance model that has gradually prospered recently.

This school belongs to the two branches of alchemy and pharmacy. It belongs to the pure alchemy branch that specializes in the production of alchemy tools. Their philosophy is that human desire is a kind of power.

They believe that desire is the power that originates from the deepest part of the human blood, and it is an extraordinary power.

At the same time they believe that desire is a part of a person's personality.

They believe that the lamp of the divine deed is a symbol of this kind of power. The lamp of the divine deed is based on the blood of the gods, and the differences in the desire and emotions that are manifested are stripped away, and the lights of the divine deed lamp have different powers.

They believe that if the desire personality can be completely stripped out and given to the extraordinary props, then a prop can be brought to life.

The founder of the Taling School had an idea to create a living prop with a personality. This personality prop can operate on its own like a smart program, can follow orders to complete tasks by itself, and can even become more and more powerful.

That's Tarling.

It is also the origin of the school's name.

It's just that there are some problems in the process, they can't make a tower spirit with personality, no matter what method they try.

However, the alchemist of the Taling School found that the power that was stripped out could not only be given to props, but even to himself.

In this way, you can increase your own blood and make yourself stronger.

They gradually no longer tend to create a prop with a personality, but use this method on themselves to make themselves more powerful.

They think that maybe their power is too weak, so they can't realize the theoretical things.

Of course.

The method they chose was to voluntarily let their students and disciples fuse their own power after the death of the older generation, instead of blood sacrifice as rumored by outsiders.

One is that this method is more peaceful, and the backlash brought by the blood sacrifice is extremely terrifying.

The school of the two considers itself to be a pure scholar, and thinks that it is searching for the right path.

They want to use their power to change the world.

Also believes in the power of alchemy to change the world.

Their idea is very good, they believe that as long as the generations persist, the next generation disciples will become stronger and stronger.

Finally, the idea of ​​creating a Taring with a personality is realized, and the ultimate meaning of the Taring School is completed.

But they don't know that this is the method and process of refining themselves into props.

And only mythical-level props can block the power of chaos through the Divine Grace Stone Four-point Secret Technique, thereby stabilizing one's own wisdom, personality, and memory.

They are only powers below the third rank, and they dare to try such power.

The end result can be imagined.

Bloodlines and power are tainted, original spirituality and wisdom fall into darkness, and memory falls into complete chaos.

Those who dare to try this kind of power, even if they are not crazy at first, will be crazy later.

And the more the power of fusion, the stronger, the faster the madness.

They themselves became a prop directly, and their conscious personality became an evil spirit entangled by the lamp of the props.

After the drawbacks of this secret technique were exposed, the Taling School gradually abandoned this idea.

Even many alchemists feel that their ideas are wrong and break away from the Taling School.

But finally.

The leader of the Taling School of the year was not willing to accept the failure like this, because it was a complete overthrow of the idea that they had insisted on for two hundred years.

Then just turn yourself into a prop.

Unable to create a towering, then he himself becomes a towering with a personality.

In the end, an extremely terrifying disaster was triggered, and the entire Land of Sunrise was dispatched to quell it, and the exile of the White Pagoda appeared after that.

Hingis remembered this story from decades ago, and his heart seemed to be hit by something in an instant.

"I remember……"

"The Taling School of the year had a secret technique."

"It can make people who don't have talent gain enough talent, and let some people with apprentice power become first-order powers, or even second-order."

"In theory, even third-order or even fourth-order is possible."

The visitor said: "Yes, but this kind of secret technique is problematic."

"Everyone who has used this secret technique is crazy."

The previous Hingis didn't care at all, after all, the lack of talent in his mouth was relative.

Being able to become a third-tier high-ranking alchemist means that his talent exceeds at least 99% of the people.

"I remember that they once found a mythical organ left by an unknown apostle from the Taling School, which may have been left behind by the death of a certain god's family."

"And gave her a name called Elena's Heart?"

The visitor thought for a while: "This is something that was only known in the late stage of the evil spirit disaster. Before that, the Taling School had always concealed this news."

"I heard that Elena's heart was originally obtained by a person named Oran, but no one knew that this was the core of the apostle level, they just thought it was a special strange stone that could release images."

"In the end, this man named Oran also went crazy. He died in that disaster, and Elena's heart was lost."

Hingis shook his head suddenly.

"no."

"That Oran didn't die, it swallowed Elena's heart and turned into a puppet."

When the White Tower was sealed, Hingis also participated as an important member.

He continued: "Only that puppet, only it is not crazy."

"I once witnessed the powerful power of that puppet, the incredible apostle-level power."

"The disaster of the year was not so much settled by the elders of the Land of Sunrise, but rather that this puppet sealed everything in the end."

"Not only has it not gone mad, it has not turned into an evil spirit."

"It's still alive, it's just a different body."

"Even if it is no longer a snake man, it is still alive."

"Alive...have the power of an apostle."

Hingis' eyes became brighter and brighter, and he seemed to see what he wanted.

For so many years, no one dared to banish the white tower.

Because the power of the evil spirit puppet in the White Pagoda is too powerful, if it hadn't been voluntarily sealed in the White Pagoda, perhaps no one in the entire Sunrise Land could stop it.

But its power is also unstable, and it is not the puppet itself that is powerful, but the part of the power it fuses.

It doesn't even have full control on its own.

Hingis let the people back out, but he was lost in thought.

Originally decadent, his eyes became brighter and brighter. He twisted the tail of the snake to the back of the temple and saw the divine tree of the Miracle Temple in the City of Lights.

This is a sacred tree left over from the time when the **** Ivar came.

"The secret technique of the Taring School."

"The Mythical Organ of the Apostle."

"If I can get it, I can definitely become an apostle, and I can live to a thousand years."

"I can do better than anyone else, we are the most devout family of Iva, and we are the golden family in the Land of Sunrise."

"The messengers of the gods have arrived, and I may be able to use the power of the gods to eradicate this demon."

"Yes, this kind of demon should be destroyed by the power of God."

"I am the most devout believer in God, and I deserve it all."

Hingis stood under the tree of gods, like a madman.

he finally said.

"I should be..."

"Apostle of God."

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Evil move.

Desire is also an extraordinary power that extends from the blood of God, and will trigger the laws of the dream world from the root.

When the desires of ordinary people move, there may be no movement at all.

But some important people are on the list of some evil existences.

It's completely different.

abyss.

Behind the Gate of Original Sin.

The terrifying Roshan hangs in the sky like a star, and the black and filthy rainwater flows down from the top of Roshan, dripping down continuously.

A Heretic God was sitting on the mountain of meat, his robes were tattered and filthy.

A small three-leaf man-shaped pottery doll sat on his shoulder, moving from time to time, and even talking.

It doesn't know when it started to have the ability to speak, it should be given to it by the evil **** of original sin.

The Evil God of Original Sin lowered his head and looked somewhere in the world.

The small three-leaf man took out a cloth scroll, pulled it apart and looked at the name on it.

"The human believer of the alchemy god, a despicable and greedy person who thinks he is devout."

"He's on my list."

The three-leaf man pottery asked the original sin god: "Will he be the king of greed?"

Original Sin God didn't care too much~lightnovelpub.net~ He has many candidates.

"It depends on whether he is greedy enough."

"But it always feels like he's a little bit worse."

Three Leaf Doll: "What's the difference?"

Original Sin Evil God: "I don't even dare to covet the power of the gods, and I don't have the greed to even dare to turn my back on the gods."

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