Lord of the Divine Show

Royal Academy of Medici.

Inside the library.

Kerry was in front of the history bookshelf, browsing the spines of volumes full of classical charm.

"It is indeed the library of the Royal Academy. I like it here. Many history books that are not available in the outside world are collected here..."

His eyes scanned ancient books one after another, and his spirituality was suddenly touched.

Yes!

After obtaining the mysterious knowledge of the first-ranked [Spirit Boy], he had taken advantage of the New Year holiday to complete his promotion by working for Mr. Levi and other gentlemen.

After all, Kerry's mysterious foundation is solid enough, and his improvement is more obvious than John's.

By now, he is already a real [spiritual boy].

The biggest feature of [Spirit Boy] is that it has higher spirituality than other first-order professions, which can support them to read more mysterious books, learn more rituals, and divination.

At this time, he followed the guidance of his own spirituality and pulled out a "Collection of Poems of Gugel".

Kerry is not surprised that a book of poetry would appear in the historic district.

Because in ancient times, those scholars did not strictly record history, but turned various major events that happened in history into various poems and sung.

The most famous are historical poems written with various legendary heroes as protagonists.

With a little excitement, Kerry opened the first page: "The strong wind blew across the place where the stars fell. In order to compete for the moist bone forest, the lion and the twin butterflies started to compete..."

"The Mother of Worms ascended to the east, and countless blood nobles knelt on the ground. They betrayed their original master, their original father, and helped the Mother of Worms defeat the Corrupted Bronze..."

"Among all the great beings, the Furnace is the most violent and powerful one... He once killed the horned helmet..."

"Him?"

Kerry read all kinds of strange poems and felt very uncomfortable until he read this one word.

"This is a grammatical honorific. In ancient times, one had to be at least a demi-god to be qualified to be called 'him'... Of course, it is more likely... to refer to those old gods!"

"No scholar dared to record the names of the old gods. They could only use various symbols and symbols to replace them. The so-called 'lion', 'twin butterflies', 'mother of insects', 'melting pot'... should all be included in history. They are famous as the most bloody, ferocious, and evil old gods...but their names have not been passed down, or...they only exist in some secret histories?"

"What a pity. I heard that there is a secret library in the Royal Academy. The real names of some old gods may be recorded in the history books there?"

While Chris was thinking, he saw a young man with blond hair and blue eyes wearing a luxurious robe walking over.

He was like the moon among the stars. Even if he didn't take any action on purpose, he still attracted attention unconsciously.

He is the second prince of the Medici royal family, His Excellency Immel Medici!

The prince walked straight to the history bookshelf, looked at the "Collection of Poems of Googol" in Kerry's hand, his eyes flickered without trace, and asked with a smile: "Like history?"

"Yes, Your Majesty the Prince!"

Kerry hurriedly saluted and replied: "I am particularly interested in the period in long history when the old gods abdicated and the new gods rose."

"It is a good thing to be interested in history. That period was also the stage of the explosion of civilization, and the complete system of the extraordinary world was formed, but you must remember..." Prince Immel solemnly reminded: "You are not allowed to recite the names of those gods... …This can lead to all kinds of bad luck and even downright horrific things.”

"Of course, only the Lord of the Faith Sect!"

Kerry replied seriously.

After another pleasant chat, Prince Immel seemed to mention casually: "I'm holding a class reunion this Wednesday, Alchemy Club, you can come over."

"It's my pleasure!"

Kerry quickly bowed deeply and sent Prince Immel away, clenching his fists amidst many envious looks.

After becoming a [Spirit Boy], he finally won the favor of a big shot!

…

Inside the Mojito Mansion.

There were three candles lit in front of Zhong Shenxiu and a ceremony was being held.

"I invite you...the great being in the boundless mystery, the favored one of truth, the lord of divine beauty..."

"I pray to you, pray for your favor, pray for you to make my spirit jump and carve out an incarnation..."

This method of making an incarnation mostly requires praying to hidden existences and is full of uncertain risks.

Once you ask for something from someone else, there is either no return, which is the best situation.

Or, directly form a personality that is hostile to the self and create oneself as the enemy.

Or, be implanted with various memories and become a crazy believer in a hidden existence.

Even, they were directly treated as meat animals, and terrible evil things were born from their bodies.

However, for Zhong Shenxiu, all this is quite simple, and he can pray to himself.

The next moment, he felt his true spirit vibrating in his soul and responded.

The ritual candles burned fiercely, and the surrounding environment suddenly became illusory, and an invisible door opened.

A layer of light surged out, making Zhong Shenxiu reflect a shadow.

And in the light, a trace of darkness was split from the shadow, and suddenly swelled like air, turning into a black figure, exactly the same as Zhong Shenxiu!

Zhong Shenxiu ended the ceremony and went up after blowing a breath.

The dark figure gradually gained color and suddenly turned into a real living person.

'This is...a shadow clone, its strength is much worse than the second soul...'

This was intentional by Zhong Shenxiu.

After all, if you are too strong and go to a world that is too weak, it will be a vacation, not a tribulation.

The so-called overcoming a tribulation means that one must encounter a life-and-death crisis, and only by surviving can one fully survive the tribulation. Being too strong is not a good thing.

"Then...go!"

Zhong Shenxiu opened the Gate of Ten Thousand Doors and looked at a more primitive and mysterious door in the void, swallowing the incarnation, and his expression became very mysterious.

This was the first time that he watched the passage of the Gate of Ten Thousand Gates from the perspective of a bystander.

…

Somewhere on the dark earth.

The void opened an invisible door, countless mysterious symbols flashed, and a figure appeared, who was the incarnation of Zhong Shenxiu!

"It's a new world... I seem to feel the aura of depravity, which reminds me of Damo..."

His expression gradually became serious as he recalled all the information about Damo.

next moment.

Zhong Shenxiu felt strong danger.

He suddenly raised his head and looked up at the stars.

I saw the twinkling stars in the sky, suddenly turning into fallen eyes.

In his heart, a dark figure of decay and depravity emerged.

The huge black shadow gradually rose up and turned into a huge and ferocious vertical eye, staring at him.

"Death...are Damo's remains in this world, or is it the resurrection arrangement he prepared for himself long ago?"

“He changed the rules of this world, and when you think about Him, you are watched?”

"This memory is a curse!"

"I'll go, it's too boring..."

Zhong Shenxiu raised his hand and saw that his body was melting rapidly.

Traveler, die!