The headquarters of the ghoul cult.

Ackerman asked a question: "No matter how strong you are, can you still be stronger than those apostles?"

"Better than the witch who holds incredible power?"

Ackerman had witnessed the power of the Earth Witch, the magic that blocked the sky above the city, and the incredible power.

The existence of these apostles alone is unimaginably powerful, so what about the gods above?

"No matter how strong you are, can you still be stronger than the gods?"

"If you do, they won't turn a blind eye."

Thoro didn't care at all: "So what?"

"Why am I better than them, why should I fight with them?"

"As long as we are fast enough, it will be too late by the time they react."

"Can they still go to the abyss to find me?"

"I will fear them, but I will not tremble under their power."

"And I may not be strong enough now, but I will definitely become stronger in the future. Who is afraid of who is not necessarily in the future."

Thurro said blasphemous words in front of Ackermanmon.

"Even if it's a god."

"It's just some powerful and immortal beings."

"When we have power, we don't have to fear them."

Thuruo's words are unscrupulous, and they can be called arrogance.

Ackermanmon did not speak, he knew Thurro.

In his opinion, those who are bold may be idiots, but those who have no courage are called waste; those in high positions may be idiots, but there are basically no wastes.

And Thuruo's arrogance also has capital, and he does possess talents beyond ordinary people.

Ackermanmon did not reject Thurlow's warm invitation, but he spoke coldly as always.

"I can help you execute this plan so that your plan is unobstructed and concealed enough."

Ackermann is not the king of snakes before. He now has control of many high-level figures in the Royal Court of Ten Thousand Snakes and Eclipse City. Although most of them are marginal figures, only a few hold real power.

But there is an intricate network of relationships between nobles, and many things can be accomplished as long as they are used.

Ackermanmon left a hidden sect of a ghoul esoteric cult and drove towards the palace by car.

He sat cross-legged in the car, lost in thought.

Thurlow has gone crazy, and he is carrying out a crazy plan.

Although that plan seems feasible, although his fanatical speeches and profanities have even gained his inner approval.

But what about this?

"Fall into the abyss?"

"Isn't that still a prisoner?"

Thurro and Ackermanmon are completely different, although they pursue the same power.

But Thoro wants to gain power only because it comes from his perverted and twisted **, from his desire to prove that he is superior to everyone.

Ackerman is different.

What he wants is to control his own destiny.

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The palace was full of singing and dancing, and many nobles came to the dance today.

As the King of Serpents became an adult, and the king had married another family, many of the bans and restrictions in the palace began to be relatively relaxed.

After Akermanmon and his titular wife appeared together, they split up.

Ackermanmon married his wife not long ago.

Although he didn't like this wife very much, and the wife didn't like him, the weak and incompetent king of snakes, the other party was just a **** sent by the highest consul to monitor and control him.

The two sides were originally a political marriage, and after a few cold-faced encounters, all that was left was to pretend to be in front of others.

Ackermanmon did the same on purpose.

If you are too close to the other party, the other party may discover his secret.

Looking at the fanatical woman at the ball, Ackermanmon's eyes did not show the slightest emotion; the other party was also a young man. Although he was sent to monitor and control him, Ackermanmon only used a few simple means to indulge the other party. In the midst of pleasure, where can he take care of his disgusting husband.

in the corner of the corridor.

The literature and history teacher of the king of snakes, Ackerman, the old snake man scholar gave Akerman a wink, and the two appeared in the same place not long after.

This is a nearly two-storey high, but not a big room, giving a sense of conflict that is narrow but tall.

The two started to discuss things secretly here.

Suinhoor's side has been helping a lot recently, because the momentum of the Royal Court of Ten Thousand Snakes is too strong, making Suinhoor feel a strong threat.

They are going to intensify their efforts to let Ackermanmon, the abolished king, regain power and push the threatening supreme consul out of office.

"It's been good recently, and there's a lot of good news."

"Especially, the day when you will be in power is getting closer."

"His Majesty!"

The old snake man scholar seems to be a little excited, as if the seeds that have been planted have been carefully cared for for a long time, and it is finally time to bloom and bear fruit.

"After the wedding, Wang, you are no longer a child."

"Many families in the royal court also have voices. I hope you can stand up again and feel that as the king of snakes, you should lead them to restore the glory of being a true noble."

"We've got a plan in place for you to start regaining power."

If Akerman had heard the news before, he might have been excited.

But after learning extraordinary knowledge with Thurrow, he was gradually influenced by Thurrow.

His kind of unscrupulous, his unscrupulous, his kind of thinking beyond the common sense.

All are deeply affecting Ackermanmon.

Therefore, in the face of the excitement of the old snake man scholar, his response seemed a little indifferent.

"I know."

However, the old snake man scholar thought of another aspect, and he seemed a little disappointed.

"Can't you forget the daughter of the Jue Ye family?"

"King, you must cheer up."

"Becoming a king must endure what ordinary people cannot..."

Ackermanmon hates the old snake man scholar to mention her.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at each other with eagle-like eyes, interrupting his words.

"Don't tell me all day long that the king has to endure what ordinary people can't, and don't let me hear you mention her again."

Ackerman's strength caught the old snake man off guard. He had never seen such a tough opponent before.

Ackerman looked at him with sharp eyes, which made him feel extremely powerful pressure.

Ackerman lowered his eyes and played with the cup on the table.

"actually."

"I don't just hate her for being dead, I hate that I'm being played with by you like a doll."

"My king can't do anything, everything about me is at your mercy, and everything about me is arranged by you."

"What's the point of this king?"

Ackerman looked calm, but his words were a little excited.

"What king."

"Just a puppet sitting on a throne."

"A slave with nothing."

Ackerman looked at the old snake man: "I want to control my own destiny, and I want every choice to come from my own will."

"Instead of being a puppet that you arbitrarily manipulate, a statue that moves around."

"I hope to walk in this world without any restraints."

Ackermanmon finally completely released his inner thoughts without concealing them.

The old snake man scholar looked at Ackerman, and his eyes kept changing.

"Is this what you have in mind?"

Whether it is the ruling of the King of Ten Thousand Snakes, or the people of Suinhoor, they just want to restrain Ackermanmon, and they all want to control the young King of Ten Thousand Snakes.

Ackerman didn't believe that Suinhol really had no way to let him gain extraordinary power, just a king without the slightest power, a most ordinary mortal, naturally more easily controlled by them.

The old snake man scholar shook his head and raised the corners of his mouth.

Maybe he was mocking, or maybe he felt that the young man in front of him was whimsical, and he felt that the young man was really unable to hold his breath.

"This is impossible."

"You are not God."

"Mortals can only be controlled and influenced by others, and no one can escape the shackles of order."

"And you are not an ordinary person, you are the king of snakes."

"Wherever you go, you will be watched, and you will never escape the control and control of others."

The old snake man looked at Ackermanmon: "And as a king, you should keep these words in your heart instead of saying them to me."

"Once some words are said, the situation is completely different."

Ackerman looked at the old snake man: "Then why do you think I would say it?"

The old snake man scholar was stunned for a moment.

He suddenly felt bad and had a bad premonition.

He got up immediately and grabbed the door handle on the other side.

But a gust of wind suddenly blew, and the old snake man scholar was bound in mid-air.

This time, the old snake man was completely stunned. This situation completely exceeded his expectations. The current Ackermanmon seems to be no longer the Ackermanmon he once knew.

"impossible!"

"Second-order power, how can you have such power."

He wanted to shout out loud, but Ackerman raised his finger to his mouth and said four words softly.

"Divine Art · Silence."

The old snake man could no longer make any sound, and he could only look at Ackermanmon with a complicated look.

There is confusion, fear, and shock.

He found that he really underestimated this kid who had been imprisoned in the palace, a seemingly taciturn and incompetent person, a king who had been raised and abandoned.

Ackermann looked at each other without dodging, but there was only coldness in his eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Are you really my teacher, am I your student?"

"You're just a **** Suinhoor uses to control me."

"A **** to turn me into a Suinhor pawn... just a pawn."

Immediately afterwards, a puff of smoke blew over, and the old snake man scholar fell into a coma.

This is the Ackermann Institute's potion recipe.

Ackerman seemed to have prepared all this for a long time, and wanted to do something to the old snake man from the beginning.

The other party seemed to be surprised at the end, and he didn't understand where the power of Ackerman came from.

Ackermann grabbed the opponent, grabbed the opponent's neck and lifted him up.

He suddenly felt that a shackle bound to him seemed to be opened, and that feeling seemed to be indescribably smooth.

"Hahahahaha!"

Ackermanmon, who looked like a paralyzed face on weekdays, suddenly burst out laughing.

It didn't take long for him to calm down again.

"Thero is right."

"This city is just a shackle."

"The throne is just a crown for mortals, and it is just chains for the strong."

"Only strength is real."

"Power and wealth are just castles in the air, and power is what really belongs to you."

Ackermanmon agreed with Thurro's idea again, but it could be seen that he still didn't want to follow Thurro into the abyss.

Because it was just falling from one cage into another cage.

"Let's start here!"

Ackerman dragged the old snake man, opened a secret door behind him, and entered a passage.

A powerful person who once had power but lost his power on the extraordinary battlefield, but a very good experimental material.

He was going to make the other party into a ghoul.

And next.

He also wants to use his identity as a literature and history teacher as an important shield in front of him.

Thurro's plan is too crazy, he needs to do some back-up preparations.

Recently, in the headquarters of the ghoul secret religion, many ghouls have been produced, and the secret techniques of ghoul production are constantly being improved and improved.

The ghouls are also divided into several classes.

Ordinary ghouls are infinitely powerful, but they are just monsters eroded by extraordinary powers.

The first-order ghouls have extraordinary power, and can usually restrain their own power; in addition to the details of the eyes, and the pale skin, it is basically impossible to see changes.

And the second-order ghouls, after transformation, can start to avoid the impact of the plague blood curse on the spirit, and can start to stabilize their own wisdom; but that comes from the plague blood curse and the devouring of extraordinary power, still It also exists in their bodies, and it often gets out of control.

As for further up, there are no successful cases.

But have to say.

This is really a very practical and convenient slave.

What Ackermanmon wants to create now is a second-order ghoul.

He needs to keep the other side sane, and the other side still has a role for him.

This is a secret room that looks different from ordinary extraordinary laboratories.

Generally, the lab of a witch spirit is filled with slates, scrolls, or various supernatural materials; an alchemist's lab is more like a workshop, with all kinds of bottles, jars and alchemy props on display.

And this laboratory looks more like an operating table.

On the operating table, Ackermann inserted an iron needle into the old snake man's head, and then injected something into it.

A powerful force emerged from the opponent's body, and the old snake man lost his power and power for many years, and returned to his body again, and even became stronger.

Immediately afterwards, he cooperated with the ritual and surgery to draw out the blood of the other party's myth.

He also created the Plague Blood Curse with his own hands, and used his own spirit to control the opponent.

After a complicated experiment, Ackermann stopped all movements.

"Did you make it?"

"Should be successful."

He asked himself first, then answered himself.

He has gone through many experiments with Thurrow, and he is still relatively confident.

In addition, a material for making second-order ghouls is very cherished.

Even Ackermanmon and Thurro couldn't make up a few sets, so every time you make one, you have to be extra careful and try to avoid failure.

It didn't take long for the snake man on the operating table to tremble continuously, making a low growl.

It's just that those strange screams were passed on, and finally they were blocked by the power of the ritual formation on the wall.

Not long.

The snake man who was struggling on the operating stone platform slowly calmed down, and then was released by Ackerman and turned over from the stone platform.

His eyes have completely changed, and even his skin has turned the color of limestone.

But as the supernatural power gradually subsided, the abnormal phenomenon on the body disappeared little by little, and the features on the skin and eyes gradually subsided.

At last.

Except that the skin became paler and the body became colder, there was not much difference from normal.

Ackerman turned the old serpent man into a ghoul with his own hands.

The other party got down from the stone platform, knelt at the feet of Ackermanmen, and spoke.

"Owner."

It's just that the words have become cold and blunt. Without the demeanor of scholars in the past, the changes are still quite big.

Ackerman looked at each other and checked.

"You can pretend to be sick."

"Cough a few times every now and then so no one notices."

Immediately afterwards, Ackermann sent the other party out in person, as if he had just finished a lecture on literature. When they came out, the two were still talking about a certain classic art work.

The old snake man walked out of the palace like this, as if nothing had happened.

Ackerman watched him go away.

This is the first step in which he really begins to take control of his own destiny.

From being controlled by others to control the destiny of others.

"strength!"

"strong force."

"Only with power can you control your own destiny."

Ackerman looked at the night: "What is the freedom to truly control one's own destiny?"

At this moment, Ackerman suddenly remembered what the old snake man said before.

"It's impossible, you're not a god."

"Mortals can only be controlled and influenced by others, and no one can escape the shackles of order."

These words echoed in Ackermanmon's ears, and he was standing under the steps of the palace in the cold wind.

The moon is bright at night and you can see the clouds in the sky.

Suddenly, Ackermanmon suddenly saw a shadow appear in the sea of ​​clouds under the night. The shadow seemed to have wings and disappeared through the sea of ​​clouds.

"what is that?"

Ackerman looked over, his eyes chasing the other's figure.

"Winged Demon?"

"It's great to be able to fly in the sky without restraint!"

Ackerman returned to his secret laboratory and sorted everything inside.

At last.

He looked at another picture he had drawn.

Recently, he has been eager to learn all kinds of knowledge, and has also digested all kinds of extraordinary books he has read before.

It's just that at that time he just read books, but did not have the ability to learn and use the above extraordinary knowledge.

After having power, he seemed to have opened a door. All kinds of knowledge were not difficult for him to understand at all, and Thurro was also a very good guide who could answer all kinds of doubts for him.

But only the content of this painting.

He never figured it out.

That form that only gods can possess must hide countless secrets.

This is the pattern he wrote down from the mysterious woman's clothes. After multiple confirmations, they can confirm that it is a ceremony, a ceremony that he currently has no idea what it is used for.

"A ceremony?"

"What is this ceremony used for?"

Ackerman was turned on before, but it didn't work.

This ceremony is used by the apostles to transform into the form of gods. It does not have much effect on other people, and it can even be said that it does not have very powerful power itself.

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recent.

There was a lot of uproar about the plague outside.

In the entire Eclipse City, everyone is in danger, and they don't dare to touch others casually when they go out on weekdays.

At the beginning, it was only spread in the prosperous and complex area with many workshops like Berkeley District, but now it has begun to spread to other parts of Eclipse City.

Many people in the city got sick, and they first developed strange rashes on their bodies.

Then the skin gradually became as hard as animal hide, and at the same time showed a grayish color.

Over time, the patient becomes confused and even becomes mad.

At last.

Die in madness.

From the beginning I thought it was just a small problem, and now some people have begun to die.

Eclipse City also specially vacated a medical castle and invited the team of the famous great physician Thuruo to treat these patients. In fact, the main purpose was to lock these people up and burn them after they died, so as not to infect others.

It's just that the situation of the plague has not been contained, but has intensified.

However, this kind of thing is only a serious trouble among ordinary people, at least no big person has been seen with this kind of disease yet.

It seems that as long as the protection is better, it will be fine.

As for what happened to the commoners, those bigwigs were too lazy to care.

But of course there were also people who smelled unusual and began to investigate the matter.

Various extraordinary forces in the city were called up and began to be questioned and investigated, and at the same time they began to find solutions.

It's just that it is currently limited to mutual accusations and evasion, and there has been no progress.

The King of Ten Thousand Snakes still has a strong control over various regions, but only for these extraordinary forces, there is nothing to do.

The other party does not belong to the direct management of the Royal Court of Ten Thousand Snakes.

Ron is a young man, and he's been working on these things lately.

Seeing that more and more people are infected, they are tortured by the pain and become inhuman, and their families are also dragged into the abyss of pain.

He finally felt the sense of responsibility that Keaton had once said to him.

Born as a human, since I saw this scene, since I came to this city.

Always do something.

You can't just ignore it like that!

Moreover, Long always felt that there was an unimaginable secret behind it, and it was very likely related to the death of Keaton he was investigating.

"no!"

"It can't go on like this any longer."

"Let's try it out, the man that the man said was called Feather Snake, maybe he can really solve this problem?"

Long thought of what the mysterious doctor had told him before, that tomorrow there will be a man named Feathered Serpent going through the Serpent Road to Suinhol.

The Serpent Road is not far from the Eclipse City.

He is ready to wait for each other on this only road.

When Long set off, he was still thinking of that name.

"Feathered snake?"

"What is this strange name?"

The name is so strange for snake people, because it means snake with feathers, who would give himself such a name.

And when he saw the other party, he finally understood the meaning of the name.

Long stood at the entrance of the Serpent Road, on a high hill.

He was originally looking at the road below, thinking that the mysterious doctor said that the other party would pass through here, so it must be the road below.

But Rang Long did not expect that he waited for most of the day, and finally the other party flew over from the sky.

"turn out to be."

"A feathered snake really is a snake with feathers?"

Long stared at the sky in astonishment.

It was a behemoth with wings, elegant and beautiful wings, and a long mane on its back.

It's just that if you're not used to it, the white wings on a big snake will make people feel weird.

It's just that after watching it for a long time, I feel that it is a kind of existence that makes people feel a little sacred.

A power originating from the spiritual source radiates from the opponent's body and affects all senses.

Long used magic to send out a signal, attracting the attention of the other party.

He also used magic to call the other party's name: "Feathered snake, look this way."

"Look this way."

"I'm here, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Stop."

"Someone told me to wait for you here."

Feathered Serpent finally noticed Long and flew down from the sky.

When looking at it from the ground, I already knew that the size of the other party must be beyond imagination, but I didn't expect it to be even more shocking when I actually saw it.

Long looked at the behemoth coiled under the hill, raised his head and stared at himself, and suddenly he was a little trembling when he spoke.

Don't say that this guy is the powerful supernatural power surging all over his body, just roll with this body shape, and he can be squashed.

"Are you a feathered snake?"

Long didn't even know if this guy could speak.

The other party could not speak, but the voice of communication came from the depths of consciousness.

The other party asked Long.

"How do you know my name is Feather Snake, do you have anything to do with me?"

Long and Feather Snake said: "I came to you under the guidance of a person, he said that you will pass through here today, and said that you have the power to cure all kinds of diseases, even those diseases and injuries that are contaminated with extraordinary power. can be treated."

"A strange plague has occurred in Eclipse City, so I hope for your help."

Feathered Snake didn't say that he did have this kind of power, and he wasn't going to talk too much with someone he didn't know at all.

Crossing the Serpent's Way leads to Suinhol, which is not far from home.

"I have very important things to do, and I'm not going to delay here."

"So very sorry."

Long looked at this behemoth, and suddenly found that all his original rhetoric was useless.

He can persuade a person to help him, using human empathy, or he can offer various benefits.

But the guy in front of him is obviously not a person, but a different species with powerful power.

He didn't know what to do, he could only sigh.

"He told me that you are alone."

"I thought you were really alone, so I..."

"Ugh!"

"did not expect……

Long watched the winged snake turn around and was about to fly into the sky again.

But when Long said these words, the feathered snake suddenly stopped.

Feathered Snake suddenly looked at Long, with a different look in his eyes.

"Who are you talking about?"

Feathered Serpent's voice stopped for a while, and then asked again.

"Did he really say... am I alone?"

Long didn't understand why Feather Snake suddenly asked this question, he didn't say anything for a long time, or he didn't know how to answer.

he does not know.

To be recognized as a person seems to be Feathered Serpent's greatest wish.

Feathered Snake stopped and said to Long.

"I can help you. My power does have properties that can heal disease and injury, but I'm not sure it will work in the situation you're talking about."

Long said excitedly to the winged snake, "Thank you so much."

"I don't know who that person is either, he's too mysterious."

"But he said many days ago that you would pass by here today, and you came here."

"He said you could cure the plague in Eclipse City, and you definitely can."

Feathered Serpent has some knowledge, he has witnessed the battle between the God of Truth and Knowledge, the Crimson Goddess and the Evil God of Original Sin.

It just saw the existence of Elena, the Lord of Demons, not long ago, and even witnessed the other party become a myth with its own eyes.

It has a heart of awe for such an existence in its heart, and it feels that the existence the other party is talking about may be which god.

"Many days ago, the other party knew that I would pass by here."

"Maybe you have met some god's guidance."

Long was stunned.

Only then did he recall the mysterious doctor. The other party couldn't see the power of his inspiration in any way, as if he was staring at the sea.

Obviously he feels very powerful, but no matter how he looks at it, he is an ordinary person.

And that strange house that seemed to be able to disappear through space, he suddenly felt as if he had encountered something extraordinary.

"god?"

Long remembered what the teacher had said to him when he had just left the wasteland.

"Have you seen what the gods are like when they travel?"

"What you saw before was the manifestation of the kingdom of gods."

"When the gods really walk in the world, no one sees and no one knows."

"Maybe a passerby you meet on the road is a certain god~lightnovelpub.net~ Don't talk about gods."

"Don't use your thoughts to speculate on the gods."

Feng Zhonglong of the hill looked at the huge feathered snake in front of him, the wind was blowing his robe and hair, and the young witch spirit suddenly felt awe of this world.

In this world, it seems that destiny really exists.

When you mention gods.

Some of the things you say, some of the things you do, seem to be about the future.

It will be fulfilled on a certain scale in time.

It's just that Long didn't know, someone just said not long ago that the gods are just some powerful and immortal beings.

And they don’t even know that the gap between gods and gods is sometimes bigger than the gap between gods and humans.

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