I am God!

Chapter 607 The God in the Bottle, Anhofus
Naplow over there has started the final process.

At the same time, the organization named "Temple" has also mobilized a large number of temple warriors under its banner, and rushed to the Iron Kingdom together with powerful people from several surrounding countries.

It seems that it is going to use a thunderous blow to pull out the growing cancer of Naplow, the king of hell.

The female warrior rode a hot air balloon airship and rushed to the target location with everyone.

"Buzz buzz~"

The sound of the propeller turning was a bit noisy, but everyone sitting on the deck of the airship was silent. Some had serious expressions, some were a little flustered, and some were quietly checking their weapons.

Along the way, the female warriors sat quietly in the corner.

She kept wondering if that man named Naplow was the one she knew.

If so, why did he become like this?
The more I think about it, the more fascinated I become.

Suddenly, everyone on the airship stood up, and the female warrior raised her head, and saw the captain looking at her.

"We're almost there," said the captain.

"So fast?" The female warrior seemed to have not recovered.

"You seem to be in a bad state?" The captain frowned.

"It's all right," she said.

"Be careful later, and don't get close to Naplow, the king of hell. It is said that that guy can take away the souls of mortals, so that people can't return to the kingdom of God after death." The captain told her.

"I see." She nodded.

At this time, the captain threw a piece of gauze over and looked at the wound on her neck: "Wrap your neck, it's bleeding again."

The captain looked at her bandaging the wound, and said angrily, "You were almost dead, is it necessary to work so hard to find someone?"

But after finishing speaking, he asked again: "Did you find it?"

She was always so reticent, but when she said this, she let out a long breath: "Maybe... you found it!"

But from the captain's point of view, this seemed to be an emotion of joy: "Oh, it looks promising."

She said, "Yeah!"

Airships soared above the sky and finally arrived at the capital of the Iron Kingdom.

The airships in the entire sky were connected into a huge ritual array, and multiple figures turned into puppets with a height of [-] meters.

They hold all kinds of huge magic weapons in their hands, which are the legendary immortals.

One of them spoke and called out the other's name.

"The villain Naplow, God's punishment has arrived."

At this time, a huge ritual array was also activated in the city.

Dense ghosts gushed out, turning into a river of dead spirits and passing through the street.

The transparent shadow passed through the bodies of thousands of believers of the king of hell, and rushed to every corner of the ritual array, which also elicited shouts like waves in the city.

The power of the ceremony converged towards the center, and in an instant, the shadow that originally stood in the center of the hell temple continued to rise.

One stood on the shoulders of the rising ghost body, standing on it, looking at the airship and the so-called immortals in the sky.

"God Punishment?"

"I am God!"

"In this world, no one can punish me."

Naplow slowly took off his black cloak, and finally revealed his true appearance in front of everyone.

His eyes were cold and unruly, and his eyes were sharp as if he looked down on everything in this world.

He felt that he no longer needed any concealment, that he no longer had to be afraid of anyone, nor did he need the cloak to hide his dry and thin features.

He is God, and no matter what he looks like, that look is great and divine.

The world is defined by him.

And his words immediately aroused the fury of the god craftsmen present, who were blaspheming the gods they believed in.

"Insanity."

"Heretics who falsely claim to be God, how can you know the greatness of God?"

"In this world, there is only one god."

"This world was created by the only god, God Nasha."

"She is the god who created Rojaan."

One after another, the master craftsmen summoned their divine soldiers, and attacked Naplow with the help of the ritual array, intending to tear apart the huge ghost body he controlled and destroy his ritual array.

On the airship, the captain watched the terrifying ghost turn into a river, filling the entire city in an instant.

He had heard that these ghosts were all transformed from living people.

For a moment, his scalp was numb: "How many people did this guy kill?"

As the female warrior looked at the shadow, all anxiety, fear and expectation fell to the ground.

She finally found the person she had been looking for for many years, but at this moment she didn't feel happy at all.

He just said lightly: "It's really him."

The female warrior looked at the face and eyes exposed under the cloak. Although the appearance and figure had completely changed, she still recognized those eyes.

She had dreamed back to midnight countless times, saw his appearance when he grew up, and saw his eyes, which coincided with this moment.

"I didn't expect you to grow so big!"

The war is on.

A number of immortals fought with Naplow, the king of hell, and the huge ritual array crushed each other like a millstone.

A dense crowd of ghosts rushed towards the airship in the sky, fighting with the craftsmen who surrounded and suppressed the evil ones.

All kinds of strange and never-before-seen magic arts collided fiercely with the divine weapons of the master craftsman.

And Naplow even controls the huge ghost body, fighting against multiple immortals alone.

"How is it possible, where did your power come from?" The immortal also discovered Naplow's problem.

"This isn't the power of an apostle anymore, it's the power of a reincarnated person." After this fight, he immediately discovered that the opponent was definitely a guy on the road to becoming a god.

"And this divine technique, what is this divine technique?" They thought that this guy might be a crew member of the first-generation Platinum who belonged to another ethnic group, and he was created for this competition, just to defeat the dwarves family.

"Where did this guy come from?" Looking at it now, there is obviously a problem.

"This guy is really on the road to becoming a god!" From this point of view, the other party's claim to become a god is really not a lie.

They saw Naplow's unbelievably powerful power at the moment.

He is no longer the little monster who was slaughtered by others, but an evil god who is ascending to the myth.

After his strength was tested, Naproseth became more and more insane.

"Hahahahaha!"

"The immortals are just a group of apostles."

"Tremble under the power of real myths, real ancient gods!"

He even controlled ghosts, suppressing two immortals with one hand.

The other hand summoned a brilliant light, directly cut one of the undead's divine soldiers into two pieces, and then took advantage of the situation to smash it into a meat paste.

"Die!"

The body dies, but another mechanism in the immortal is activated.

A bloody light escaped, and a shadow attached to the bloody light.

The light of the Kingdom of God shone down from a high place, and fell on the body of the immortal, pulling him towards the high place.

And at this time, the immortal finally came back to his senses.

With clear eyes, he turned his head again and looked at Naplow, the king of hell on the giant ghost.

"It's not right, it's not right."

"This guy, this guy is not from this world."

"Who is this guy?"

"Who is he and how did he enter this world?"

This is definitely not something that the creatures of this world can do, and the magical techniques used by this guy, all the postures and mannerisms are completely incompatible with this world.

After the immortal man wrapped in the blood shadow and the light of the Kingdom of God finished speaking with his companions, he immediately called out to the Kingdom of God in the sky.

"Lord Bremen."

"The first dwarf king."

"Please……"

He called out loudly, as if he wanted to transmit his voice farther away.

Let these two more powerful beings use the power beyond the ordinary, and wipe Naplow before he can fully become a climate.

But at this time, Naplow carried the power of killing the immortal, and let out a roar that shook the world.

"My followers, this is the moment."

"Call me God's name!"

"Open the kingdom of the gods, follow me to the world of the gods!"

"Get out of this rotten world and go to the real eternal kingdom."

The believers in the king's city witnessed the power of the king of hell beyond the mortal world, watched him look like a god, and watched him kill the immortal with his own hands.

At this moment, one by one also fell into madness.

They kowtowed frantically and kept crowding forward.

"God!"

"The real god, the king of hell is the living god."

"My savior, please take me away!"

"I don't want to stay here for a moment."

"God, let me take a look at the eternal kingdom, one look is enough..."

The black-robed figure standing on top of the giant ghost opened his arms, and a ray of light connected the sky and the earth with him as the center.

The power and authority belonging to the villain in the bottle penetrates the dream world and opens the passage to the kingdom of the gods.

He finally chose to open the passage and entrance underground.

"In the name of God!"

"With the power of God!"

"Open the door of the dream world for me, and open the door to the mythology."

"Use me as the kingdom of hell to imprison the spirits of all living beings in the world."

"Open it!"

"My gate to hell!"

The huge spiritual power field in Naplow's body continued to spread in the center of the dream gate, spreading to the entire capital.

The black hole tattoo on his chest continued to expand, and finally came out directly from him, spreading out under his feet, as if it wanted to swallow himself and the city.

At this moment, his body has completely become an embryo of a mythical prop, which is eroding the world and assimilating the city.

He wants to take a part of the capital of the Iron Kingdom and turn it into his future kingdom of God.

He is king.

Not the king of the world, but the king of hell.

The spiritual power field of ghosts continues to spread, and various distorted and unreal scenes begin to emerge in the world. This place has become the junction point of reality and illusion, and the hub of the world and the dream world.

And the beam of light centered on Naplow and the underground black hole are constantly spreading.

He initiated the ritual of sacrificing himself in the name of entering the kingdom of God.

And all believers jumped into it voluntarily one by one.

They plunged into the light, all the blood in their bodies was drained, and a wisp of ghost floated into the depths of darkness.

The voices of countless people chanting the name of God came from the royal city of the Iron Kingdom and all over the place.

There were all sorts of Dwarvish tongues mixed in with weird Wisdom Speech, but only that weird syllable really worked.

"God of Knowledge!"

"God of knowledge."

"Ghost...hell...eternal life..."

"Naplow, Naplow..."

Those people screamed hoarsely, and went on and on.

It seems that I am afraid that if I am one step too late, I will miss the opportunity to step into the kingdom of God.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

With the birth of countless ghosts, and the erosion of the power of dreams and myths, the sky is covered with gray clouds, accompanied by a dim light.

The darkness and mixed light blocked the huge luminous body in the sky.

And at this time, those immortals finally saw clearly what Naplow was going to do.

"This guy is not walking on the road to becoming a god, this guy... is a real god!" An immortal shouted in disbelief.

"The name of the gods, the power of the gods, the authority to open the gate of the dream world, the altar of mythology, this is the power of mythology!" Looking at the chanting of the name of the gods and the opened gate of the dream world, they still felt uncomfortable. confidence.

"Run!" Another man turned his head and yelled at the master craftsmen who followed them.

"This guy wants to sacrifice all living beings, leave quickly." He waved vigorously.

But Naplow raised his hand, and the shadow of ghosts that kept colliding again stretched out their hands from the sky and grabbed them.

There seemed to be a huge vortex in his palm, tearing them apart and unable to escape.

"bring it on!"

"My side is also the Kingdom of God, and I welcome you to join."

"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

He couldn't help but wanted to laugh wildly, and even broke his voice because of excitement, and his laughter turned into the strange words of a mad owl.

above the sky and the earth.

At this moment, whether it was the warriors of the temple who rushed over or the powerful people from all over the world, they were all scared out of their wits by this scene.

And one of the airships.

The captain and the female warrior who came to accept the order were also watching this scene, fighting with the densely packed ghosts.

In this battlefield, they are nothing but a small role worth mentioning.

They followed orders and wanted to eradicate the disaster and save the disaster.

But in the end, neither victory nor such a disastrous defeat seemed to matter whether they came or not.

The captain just killed a phantom that pounced on him, and looked at the scene of apocalyptic disaster caused by Naplow, showing a shocked and desperate expression.

His body was shaking violently: "No, this guy has a problem, this guy has a problem!"

He turned around and was about to run, grabbing a hang glider on the deck of the airship with one hand, and stretching out the other hand to pull the female warrior who was following him.

However, his hand just brushed the corner of the female warrior's clothes, without grabbing her at all.

He turned his head in a daze, only to see the female warrior standing on the side of the ship.

"What are you doing?"

"Follow me and run!"

"You are crazy, you didn't hear those immortals say that this guy is really going to become a god."

Everyone was running away, turning their backs to the terrifying shadow.

They were either driving the airship, or directly rushed out of the airship and fled towards the distance with the help of magic soldiers, or opened their auxiliary hang glider to fly at low altitude.

But the girl looked towards the terrifying shadow, facing him.

She turned to look at the captain and told him.

"team leader!"

"I found him."

After she finished speaking, she paused and looked into the distance again.

"The man told me his name was Naplow."

The captain was taken aback for a moment, and then he came back to understand what she meant.

It never occurred to him that the guy the other party had been looking for all these years since he was a child was the guy in the distance who sacrificed all living beings and was about to re-ascend to the god position.

And when he saw the other party's eyes looking back and the slightly desperate look in the other party's eyes just now, he understood something even more.

"do not want!"

The captain rushed forward, trying to grab the opponent.

But he saw the opponent fall forward and jumped down.

He desperately stretched out his hand, but he couldn't catch anything, he could only yell hoarsely.

The female warrior fell to the ground.

She removed the ill-fitting helmet she had been wearing on her head and held it in her arms.

Her long hair fluttered like a waterfall in the wind.

She closed her eyes and suddenly remembered many things.

She saw herself being hurriedly pulled by an "iron can", running in the dark street, all the way to the distance.

She saw herself stretching out her hand and speaking to the other person.

"Come with me."

"I'll take you to the temple."

However, the other party looked at the flames and noisy movement behind them, and finally turned around and left.

The pictures in that memory emerged bit by bit, bit by bit so profound, she could even remember the broken corners and cracks on the stone bricks on the street.

At that time, both of them were children.

But in the blink of an eye, both of them became adults.

It's just that the memory of the past never dissipated, but turned into shackles and bound her body.

"Dumb!"

"If I insist on taking you away that day."

"If, I ran faster that day and came back earlier."

"If I can work harder, I can find you earlier."

"Will you, won't you become like this?"

"Will everything have a better ending?"

"But."

"Everything is irreparable."

She fell into the weird light, and the light began to drill into her body, and began to take away her power, and she did not resist.

Above the sea of ​​clouds.

A shadow fell from the airship, instead of turning around and running away like others but eventually died under the pursuit of ghosts, but like a big bird, it rushed towards Naplow's direction.

The shadow coming from the backlight is so conspicuous.

At the same time, it also attracted Naplow's attention.

"Dumb?"

Only a long, long time ago, in Anchor Town and the Black Hell Legion, did anyone dare to call his name.

As soon as Naplow stretched out his hand, the ghost under the seat moved, and the huge palm passed through the void, grabbing this strange guy.

He turned his palm over and found that it was a woman.

Naplow looked at this woman who was courting death. At first glance, it seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember it, leaving only a look of doubt.

"who are you?"

"you know me?"

The female warrior knelt in the palm of the ghost, and raised her head little by little to look at the evil existence standing on her shoulders.

The dumb and tin-canned Darth Vader of yesteryear is now the Lord of Hell.

She looked at the other person and looked at herself in amazement, but she couldn't recognize her at all.

She spent her whole life looking for the other party, looking for traces of the other party in every corner of the past, and it turned out that the other party had already forgotten.

She didn't say anything, just shook her head.

The wound on the neck seemed to be still bleeding, dyeing the gauze red.

"It's nothing, just two strangers who don't even know their names."

Rituals and sacrifices have been started, and the kingdom of hell is gradually gathering.

In the light, everyone is being robbed of everything.

Girls are no exception.

Although Naproseth has not yet become a god at this moment, his power already has the authority and characteristics of a god.

Under the light, the girl's body turned into an empty shell.

And a transparent and sluggish phantom fell into hell together with the endless beings sacrificed by Naplow.

Watching this scene, listening to the nonsensical answer.

Naplow didn't know why, so he made a mocking sound.

"baffling."

He no longer paid attention to this little episode, and concentrated all his thoughts on the next thing.

In the light, the people in the entire royal city were robbed of their divine blood and turned into empty shells like statues.

Not only here, but farther away, there are more people from the Iron Kingdom calling his name, and more people from the Hell Legion are offering sacrifices.

More stupid mortals are turning themselves into the power of Naplow.

At the moment when his strength reached its peak, he looked at the gate of hell that was fully unfolded in the earth.

"Enter the kingdom of the gods!"

"hell!"

He took the royal city of the kingdom of iron and his prototype of the kingdom of God together into the depths of the dream world.

Just sacrificing the dwarves of several cities is not enough, everything is not over yet.

but.

It can be seen that a large number of ghosts spread like a plague, rushing to the distance.

And more and more people will believe in Naplow as his power becomes stronger.

As long as he devours enough people, he will one day regain his "former" strength.

And he is hiding in the dream world, there is no one in this world who can lock and kill him in the dream world.

looks.

Everything seems to be in order.

-

The Kingdom of God fell to the earth with the Iron King City, and finally formed little by little in the depths of the dream world.

Naplow got off the shoulders of the giant ghost and stood on the ground.

Endless ghosts prostrated themselves on the ground, kowtowing towards him.

"god!"

"god!"

"god!"

All ghosts are calling him, in the name of God.

And he calmly accepted the worship of the endless ghosts, and under the guard of the servants of the gods, he walked to the center of the kingdom of God little by little.

There, stands the throne that belongs to him.

He has already established the Kingdom of God, and as long as he sits on that throne, he can completely accept this Kingdom of God, and receive all the power that belonged to the evil god in the bottle in the past.

He walked on the road, constantly laughing wildly.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

That pride, can't help but radiate out.

"Jie jie jie jie jie~"

He climbed up step by step, his heart was surging.

He stared directly at the seat of God, and seemed to have a thousand words in his heart.

"I'm going to be a god."

"I am the king of hell."

"I'm Naplow."

"I'm not a monster, I'm not a mute, I'm not a tin can."

"I will become the most powerful existence, an existence that no one can restrain and imprison."

Thousands of words, but all of them came to an abrupt end before the throne.

He took a deep breath and turned around.

He looked at Wan Ling who was crawling under the throne, sat down, put his hands on the armrests, and raised his head high.

However, what he didn't expect was that when he sat on the god seat, all the ghosts all appeared to move.

They seemed to sense something and raised their heads at the same time.

They looked at Naplow and shouted another name in unison.

"The god in the bottle, Anhofus."

"The God of Knowledge..."

"Knowledge knowledge..."

"The god in the bottle, Anhofus."

Naplow immediately sensed something was wrong, as if something was out of control.

"what happened?"

"The god in the bottle, Anhofus, where is Anhofus?"

And at this time, a certain will seemed to wake up from his body following the call.

The other party had long since died, but that ray of imprint still remained, entrusted to him.

He has been waiting for Naplow to complete his obsession, and only then can he gain his own authority.

And now it was obvious that he was coming to collect the bill.

A huge shadow floated up from behind the divine seat. The sky-penetrating shadow pierced the sky, and the whole picture could not be seen, only a gray outline of a god could be seen.

And at that moment, Naplow's hair stood on end.

He turned his head, and saw the real evil god, who was looking at him behind him, and asked him in a cold voice.

"You promised me, are you done?"

"Naplow—"

His words dragged on for a long time, and finally he uttered the byte representing the meaning of the gods.

"Seth!"

(End of this chapter)