armyinform Chapter 207 Ascension to Godhood, Immortal
Chapter 207 Ascension to Godhood, Immortal
Chapter 207 Ascension to Godhood, Immortal
"Quickly, protect the emperor! Protect the emperor!"
Emperor Qian twisted his body, disregarding the majesty of a true dragon, and desperately called upon his demon guards.
Due to the suppression of bloodlines, all demons had no choice but to obey his orders, abandon all their affairs, and flock to Emperor Qian.
Even Zhang Kuning, due to the blood of the nine primordial demons within him, had to feign an opening and go to protect the emperor with his injured body.
Modi didn't even glance at him, lightly swung his scythe, and with pure strength, severed his Spring and Autumn Dragon Sparrow Blade, then decapitated him with a single blow.
Chaos and Zhang Kuning, along with the demons swept by the sword energy, were all destined to disintegrate into dust under the power of the demon god; it was only a matter of time.
"No, I still have the fate of the nation, I still have the five provinces of the Great Qian, the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and countless demon armies. I will never die!"
Even though Emperor Qian was still in his true dragon form, his ferocious appearance was still clearly visible.
He personally shattered his own jade seal, burning away the entire fortune of the Great Qian Kingdom, all to weaken his injuries and at the same time try to pull the Dragon-Hunting Spear from his body.
"A waste of effort."
Just as Modi was about to swing his scythe, Emperor Qian made a move that baffled him.
He gave up the struggle, stopped burning the nation's destiny, and instead shattered the nation's destiny within himself, letting it scatter to all corners of the world.
"Are you... trying to assimilate yourself into everyone in the world, attempting to revive yourself through them?"
"Rebellion! From this day forward, I exist within all things. You will never be able to kill me again unless you kill every single person in the world."
Emperor Qian smiled weakly, his breath growing ever fainter, but a cunning glint flashed in his enormous dragon eyes, and his face, no longer ferocious, revealed a smile of successful scheming.
"I will exist within all things, I will resurrect from them, I will overturn your order time and time again, I will wield supreme power in the dark side of the world forever, this false world will never end unless I win the final victory."
"And you, you either admit defeat and leave the battlefield, or you fight alongside me on this battlefield until the end of time. This is my true plan."
"Are you done talking?"
Modi raised her eyes, not even glancing at him, but instead gazing at the countless streaks of light in the sky, muttering to herself.
"If it were the old me, I might have really fallen into your trap and ended up having to use my privileges to cheat and kick you out of this world."
"But unfortunately, this war has benefited me greatly, and I actually have the ability to crack your schemes."
Emperor Qian's smile froze. He, who had been on the verge of death, suddenly regained his strength, his face filled with doubt.
Modi raised a dragon claw as if grasping a weight of millions of pounds, his arm trembling, yet the dragon claw steadily closed inward.
He heard a cracking sound, his dragon eyes widened, and he vaguely sensed that something important to him was being held by someone else.
"you......
'
As soon as Emperor Qian uttered a single word, Mo Di's dragon claw suddenly clenched, a flash of red light disappearing within it, and his consciousness vanished into darkness.
"All of Emperor Qian's weaknesses have been destroyed; he is out of the game."
Only after confirming that all the ghosts and immortals on the imperial side had dissipated did Mo Di slowly release his grip.
Emperor Qian's contingency plan was indeed unexpected, but Mo Di's deadly strike was even more sophisticated.
With his abilities, he could see the entire capital city in a single thought and take in all the scattered national fortunes at a glance.
With the ability to transfer dead points, he easily moved the scattered dead points of the nation's destiny into his hands.
Although it's quite difficult to simultaneously destroy so many death points, it's just a challenge for him.
Emperor Qian's defeat was not unjust, as he died due to Mo Di's ability mechanism; at least he did not suffer Mo Di's cheating attack.
"It's time to wrap this up."
After reverting to human form, Modi looked back and took in the entire battle situation inside and outside the capital.
The Zhao army was routed, and the King of Zhao died.
The Umbrella bio-weapons have all perished, and the monster army has been completely dissolved, leaving behind a lake filled with green, polluted blood.
The Hundred Poisons Sect is retreating, and their Gu insects have achieved remarkable results, sinking two floating fortresses. One of their Gu insects has even shown the rudiments of an assimilate of all things.
The imperial army was still putting up a desperate resistance, but with Emperor Qian dead, their defeat was only a matter of time.
"It's almost time."
Modi could feel the entire sea of blood stirring, could hear the names being shouted by the Blood God Cult members, and could see all the killing and war, bloodshed and resistance in the world.
As the ceremony draws to a close, he will face the final test on his path to godhood: whether he can maintain his individuality under the weight of faith, or whether he will be molded into another person by faith.
He wasn't worried about this issue; he trusted his own stubbornness, after all, he was a little madman certified by the Seed of the Soul.
"Don't worry, I'll be right back."
Mo Di whispered something in Su Youli's ear and withdrew his hand from between her palms.
You Qingxiang stood to the side, her face contorted in a grimace, as if her mouth had been stuffed full of lemons.
"Are you going to take it a step further?" he asked.
"Yes, I would like to trouble you, Grandmaster, to keep an eye on the Blood God Cult brats outside during this time." Modi cupped his hands in greeting.
You Qingxiang waved his hand and agreed, "I will, but I don't want to kill so many people. At most, I'll beat them until they can't fight back."
"Just do everything according to the Grandmaster's idea."
Modi uttered those words, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared above the sea of blood, his feet resting on blooming karmic fire lotuses.
The sea of blood was calm and still, like the calm before a storm.
He cast aside all distracting thoughts, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and, like the portrait hanging in the homes of Blood God Cult members, wore a faint smile.
In an instant, the calm of the sea of blood was shattered, and a stench-filled wind swept across the surface, whipping up huge waves, resembling a scene from the apocalypse.
Countless Blood God Children surged to the surface of the sea on the wind and waves. They all returned to their original appearance, appearing as blood shadows, swaying with the wind and waves, like rows of blood-soaked people who had been skinned.
The Styx Dragon seemed both uneasy and excited, swimming on the surface of the sea, occasionally surfacing to bow its head towards the lotus throne.
The Blood Sea Demons lowered their heads, chanting obscure language, praising their faith and their sole master.
Modi closed his eyes tightly, and the Blood God Child fell into silence, enduring the erosion of immense faith, and in the midst of torment, he condensed the first six marks into a divine essence, which was the seventh mark.
He not only wants to become a god, but also to join the ranks of the immortals.
Throughout the entire continent of Itniti, few can compare to him in using the authority of the ancient gods and the weapons of the heavenly gods as his mark, and using his divine status as one of the seven seals to ascend to immortality.
"The unity of spirit and body of a martial arts grandmaster makes Blood God Child and I indistinguishable."
"The path to godhood will forge my divine kingdom from the sea of blood, and completely transform authority and divine weapons into a part of me. Each of my blood god children can freely use these abilities."
"Sooner or later I will be able to refine the entire Blood Sea into a Blood God Child, so that the Blood Sea will never dry up and the Styx River will never die."
The seed of the soul takes root in the sea of blood and sprouts.
It devoured a great deal of faith and emotion, and now, like Modi, it is finally being reborn.
The giant waves subsided, the bloody winds ceased, and all the Blood God's children disappeared once more. The sea of blood remained calm, as if nothing had ever happened.
But all the creatures of the Blood Sea, all the believers of the Blood God Cult, sensed a will at this moment, a will that they should have only vaguely sensed during their prayers.
And now, this will is all around them, and each of them is under His watchful gaze.
"As long as the sea of blood never dries up, the River Styx will never die!"
The commotion shook the capital. Even You Qingxiang, who had returned to the palace after bullying someone, was startled.
"Wow, he... he succeeded?"
You Qingxiang looked up and realized that the sea of blood that had been hanging upside down in the sky had disappeared at some point.
"It's a success, of course."
The voice came from behind him. Startled, he quickly turned around and saw a young man in a red robe lying on the dragon throne.
Modi waved at him, then lay down on the throne without any regard for appearances, but didn't seem to find it very comfortable.
"Fellow Daoist, what are you doing lying here? Do you perhaps also want to become the supreme ruler?" You Qingxiang teased.
"I have no intention of becoming an emperor. Besides, I'm not in charge of the Blood God Cult. If I became emperor, wouldn't that just be asking for trouble?"
Mo Di rose from the dragon throne, shook his head, and said disappointedly, "I tried this dragon throne, and it doesn't feel as good as the sofa in my hometown. I don't know why Emperor Qian likes sitting on it so much."
"People's thoughts are not interconnected, and this is the case in most cases. However, speaking of which, I am also curious about something: what is your hometown like, fellow Daoist? Is it very different from our world?"
If there's anything that still attracts You Qingxiang now, it can only be a higher realm and an unknown other world.
He guessed that Modi, like the people of Umbrella, came from another world, and he was very curious about what that world looked like.
"My hometown is just an ordinary world... I guess so. At least I haven't seen any extraordinary elements there." A hint of melancholy appeared on Mo Di's face.
What he can't reach is the distant land, and what he can't return to is his hometown. Even if he leaps to become a mid-level existence among the living beings, he still can't return to the Earth from which he was born for the time being.
He had analyzed his own will and searched through his past memories, but he could not decipher the coordinates of that planet, just as he was a rootless duckweed, without roots or source.
This situation should not occur. A person's consciousness and memory should be engraved with the coordinates of their original world, which is equivalent to a kind of identity certificate. Almost every living being has one.
Unless the coordinates of that world are hidden on a causal level to prevent outsiders from spying on them.
Another possibility is that Mordi's past memories are all false, and he was not originally from Earth.
However, the possibility of this is relatively low, at least Modi has not found any trace of fabricated memories.
"A world without extraordinary elements? I roughly understand."
You Qingxiang seemed lost in thought. Seeing the undisguised worry on his face, she took the initiative to change the subject and teased, "Since you've already sat on this dragon throne, why not take a trip to the harem? Anyway, everyone inside has already been dismissed. Why not just spend the night on the dragon bed?"
Modi's expression suddenly turned strange.
He should have realized it sooner; the old man had been corrupted by the data city and had long since become unreliable.