I upgraded and added points in the Holy Inquisition

This was destined to be the most special 'dissection' Lloyd had ever experienced.

Because in principle, such "dissection" obviously violates the laws of nature and objective existence and is very unrealistic.

It's like dissecting a person's humanity and characteristics such as kindness, cruelty, laziness and diligence. It's very magical.

Obviously, this is impossible to do given the existing reality.

Therefore, it is necessary to interfere with [falsehood], influence with [veto], and change with [distortion].

These three powers used to change reality are the "scalpels" that Lloyd needs.

And [Microscopic Analysis] is the 'microscope' he uses for observation.

The [Supreme Realm] is the 'operating table' he uses to operate.

The final [Superb Swordsmanship] contains the anatomical skills that he has honed with great effort.

So when Lloyd followed the skills taught by his cheap uncle, he activated his three powers at the same time and started the [Supreme Realm]. Through the means of dimensional distortion, he put himself into a short state of increased dimension.

A bizarre scene then unfolded before him.

This is a chaotic scene that is difficult to describe in words. It is like countless colors coming together, interweaving together, and being completely disrupted by people without any rules, creating a chaotic graffiti.

It is vast and majestic, like the whole world, the whole universe.

This is the microscopic perspective presented to him under the influence of [Microscopic Analysis].

Those chaotic colors are the legacy of the three former deans, and also the existence of this temple, or this evil god, in this world.

Lloyd must extract the color he needs from this "chaotic universe".

And we have to hurry up...

Fortunately, he still had the last gift from his cheap uncle, the strange key, which at least saved him from having to figure out what these "colors" specifically represented and symbolized. He only needed to follow the key's guidance to find the one he needed most.

Then, the powers of [illusion], [distortion], and [veto] were activated at the same time.

In an instant, Lloyd was back in the underground cell that he was most familiar with. In front of him was an indescribable creature that was tightly bound by various shackles.

This was a picture he had imagined, just to get himself used to it.

Then, his most handy dagger-like psychic blade appeared in his hand.

Lloyd took a deep breath, walked over, and began to cut up the indescribable creature as he had done countless times before.

The friction on the surface of the sharp blade produced some fine metal sparks, which looked more like sharpening the blade than dissecting it.

It's not that the opponent really has such strong physical defense, but the power of [Negation] and [Distortion] is in the most primitive collision with the opponent.

In a sense, Lloyd was engaging in an alternative confrontation with this evil god who had not yet awakened.

Lloyd exerted all his strength without hesitation, causing even brighter sparks to burst out at the intersection.

At the same time, the power of [Distortion] was also at full throttle, doing its best to interfere with the evil god's perception and consciousness, allowing him to sleep longer.

He must hurry and complete this "stealing" before the short-term dimensional enhancement effect of the [Supreme Realm] ends, before his spiritual power is exhausted, and before the evil god awakens.

Soon, due to the rapid consumption of spiritual energy in his body, Lloyd's face began to change. His facial features seemed to be melting and he looked a little unable to hold on.

The limbs of the body were also constantly wriggling, as if it was about to grow a third arm.

Under the influence of the evil god, he involuntarily wanted to let go of himself and return to his original state.

But Lloyd gritted his teeth and forced himself to suppress the desire to transform back into his original form.

He knew very well that if he could not attain [Immortality] in human form, he would probably never be able to change back.

Perhaps this is a more convenient shortcut. As long as I can transform back into my original form, the path to becoming a god will be smooth.

He could even vaguely feel that he could try to steal more things and directly replace the evil god. With just one small step and one simple choice, he could ascend to the final throne of God.

This is definitely a temptation that is hard to refuse.

But this was not the choice Lloyd wanted.

What he wants to do is to be the 'person who ascends to God'.

people……

He had already vowed that no matter what situation he faced, he would never give up this most important point.

So no matter how restless his heart was or how violent his body was, his belief did not waver in the slightest.

He rejected the dangerous temptation.

There was no trembling in his hands as he continued cutting.

Until he pulled out a piece of something that looked like a bundle of nerves from that indescribable substance.

This was the [Immortality] attribute that Lloyd had imagined, presented before him in such a relatively intuitive form.

The thing was quite active. As soon as it was in his hand, it suddenly became agitated, wrapped around Lloyd's arm, and pierced into his skin, eager to become one with it.

It even swam rapidly under the skin, spreading to Lloyd's brain and heart.

But Lloyd seemed completely defenseless, allowing the [immortal] properties of these nerve bundles to invade his entire body until they surrounded his brain.

He then heard a series of noises like gongs and drums. This was his inspiration and strange intuition reminding him in the most intense way. Mixed in was the heart-wrenching screams of the tentacle grass. His entire brain seemed to have turned into a nightclub, and it was so noisy that Lloyd's eyes hurt.

But he still didn't react, allowing those nerves to invade his brain.

He even seemed to have given up on his fate, closing his eyes with an evil smile on his lips.

The next second, Lloyd returned to his own [mind field].

There doesn't seem to be much change here. It's still the dead wasteland, the same spires towering into the sky, and the same scarlet blood moon in the sky.

Around and under his feet were the same fields as before, with lush green grass, an unfinished palace, the giant flower bud representing Hiltina, and the four-spiral spire.

But the difference is that these scenes, which should have remained unchanged since ancient times, suddenly moved.

The blood moon squirmed slightly, like a living eyeball, and its gaze fell on Lloyd.

The tall towers stretched out their legs, like giants standing tall, and began to move across the wasteland, surrounding Lloyd's location.

Only where Lloyd was, there was no movement. The things that belonged to him were still quiet, as if waiting to face the final destruction with him.

The tentacle grass was terrified and was hiding in the glass cover, digging the soil hard, as if it wanted to bury itself deeper.

Lloyd just stood there motionless, smiled, and asked:

"What are you afraid of? I'm back now."

"嘤嘤嘤!"

The tip of the tentacle grass poked out from the newly dug pit, as if it had exposed its head. A pair of "hands" were still scratching at the edge of the pit, and it continued to shout:

“Boo! Boo!”

As it spoke, it pointed at the scarlet blood moon in the sky.

"Yes, I know. It is the consciousness of an evil god. I want to steal his [immortality], so he wants to steal my body."

Lloyd looked up at the blood moon and continued to explain:

"This is an inevitable result. Although He is very weak and still asleep, He is not sleeping so soundly that He would not even know when His heart and lungs are being torn out."

The blood moon seemed to be responding to his words. The moonlight it cast down had a hint of teasing, as if mocking Lloyd's insignificance and arrogance.

"My body is naturally stronger and better than the one he created by himself. Instead of trying so hard to seduce the ancient survivors and try to revive himself, it is better to just take over their nest and use my ready-made one."

"Well... one can even say that this is His best chance and best choice. Once He succeeds, He won't even have to be trapped in this dimension. He can even hope to break through the constraints of the dimension and become a higher-level being."

Lloyd continued to speak, and then he felt that the moonlight had changed again, conveying His thoughts to him:

"Well said."

But it was not the evil god who was communicating with Lloyd, but the mysterious first priest among the ancient survivors.

"I see. You have already done this. You have merged your consciousness with the evil god and become his nourishment, but you are also a part of him."

Lloyd saw through the opponent's trick at a glance.

"Yes, not just me, or you, but also our other people, everyone will become part of our Lord."

The message conveyed by the Blood Moon was mixed with an extremely excited emotion, and continued to say:

"This would have required a long time, countless resources, and endless sacrifices, but you... a creation of the Ancient God, appeared before me."

"You are so perfect. You are the most perfect vessel I have ever seen. You are a stunning masterpiece that only a god from a higher dimension can create."

"It's a pity that you think you are a human being..."

"I witnessed what you did from the first time you set foot in the temple. I allowed you to plunder our hard-earned savings and did nothing to stop your blasphemous behavior. All of this was for this moment."

"Sure enough, you thought you were still a human being, so you couldn't overcome your inner greed and made a choice that met my needs."

Following His words, the giants transformed from the huge towers in the wasteland began to speed up their pace and soon approached the last piece of pure land where Lloyd was.

"Just destroy the last bit of your humanity, and everything will be over. Don't be afraid, and don't resist. This doesn't mean death, but a great sublimation!"

"The tiny human beings will all exist together in the body of my Lord and in His consciousness. There will be no more suffering and no more disputes. Isn't this the future you have been striving for? I am only granting it to you."

“We are all one, we are all brothers and sisters.”

"So, I have already invited you. Why didn't you accept it before? Why did you give up the temptation of becoming a god? We don't have to take this last step."

After hearing this "victory declaration", Lloyd nodded and replied:

"Sure enough, I felt that I was just one step away from becoming a god. Is this what you call an 'invitation'?"

"Yes, but unfortunately, you refused. This is hard for me to understand. Your firm belief surprised me. You are just a creation of the ancient gods. Although I don't know why you have human self-awareness and consciousness, you are not a human after all. Why did you refuse? Why did you go to the final step of fighting?"

"Let go of these naive ideas and stop resisting. You should know that under the great will of our Lord, your persistence is meaningless."

The blood moon in the sky said this, and turned its gaze slightly, letting the scarlet moonlight sprinkle on the giant towers.

Stimulated by the moonlight, their bodies began to change rapidly. They soon grew tentacles and could no longer maintain their basic human appearance. They turned into huge, bizarre monsters.

And in an instant, they gathered around Lloyd, surrounding the last piece of pure land here.

Any one of them could crush Lloyd's position with one foot and easily destroy his last hope.

"I'll give you one last chance. Submit to my Lord. In the new world of the future, your childish humanity may be preserved. Otherwise, I will crush it completely! Don't you think you can resist the will of a god?"

The Blood Moon issued a final warning.

But Lloyd smiled and replied:

"Fuck you."

Then, he raised his right hand, snapped his fingers, and asked again:

"You don't think that an evil god can do whatever he wants in my domain, do you?"

After saying that, he snapped his fingers.

But it was not a crisp sound of "pop", but a crisp "ding~"

The next second, the four-spiral tower behind him, the only one that had not been transformed, suddenly emitted a brilliant light, casting a circular halo on the ground.

Then, beams of light shot down from the sky and slammed heavily on the ground covered by the light circles, making a series of muffled "dong dong dong" sounds.

From that pillar of light, things emerged that even the evil god had never seen before.

A handsome and gorgeous giant robot, a masked hero dressed like a locust, an Indian wearing golden armor who looks like an emperor, and all kinds of beautiful girls without shoes.

"Do you know how long I've been waiting for this?"

The smile on Lloyd's face became even brighter.