"Ascend to the Astral World and ascend to the throne?!" Jia Kun was shocked.
What kind of arrogant ambition was this?!
At most, the Faceless One would use the banner of the Death God to "send gifts", but you, old scholar, actually want to be our Faceless One's immediate superior?
"It may not succeed. But even if I die, dying on the way to ascend to the throne is a million times more glorious than living like this. What do you think? "
"That's true." Jia Kun nodded slowly.
Becoming the Death God, even if there was only a one in a billion chance, Jia Kun was willing to give it a try.
Suddenly, his expression changed, he looked up and stared at the Magic Jar Sprite: "Scholar Hades, why can you ascend to the throne of the Death God?"
"Your question is strange, I am a Demigod, and I have the title of Death God, if I don't ascend to the throne of the Death God, should I become the Light God?" The Sprite said strangely.
"No. I am asking, why can you become a Demigod, why can you have the title of Death God? "
Jia Kun's voice trembled, his eyes shining.
The Magic Jar Sprite shouted impatiently: "This is even more strange, I am a mage, I know the Death God's forbidden technique, I worked hard to cultivate, and then naturally became a Demigod of the Death Attribute.
Didn't I say it?
I didn't want to become an evil demon like the Black Goat, so I sealed myself.
Don't you know the Black Goat's Death attribute? I heard that there is a Black Goat statue in the Black and White House. "
"Ah!"
His guess was confirmed, Jia Kun couldn't help but cry out in surprise.
Many people in the world were deceived, many of them were intellectuals with high IQ.
But they were not stupid, how could they be deceived?
Because people, not gods, had weaknesses.
Especially the greed in human nature, it was the main reason why people were deceived.
The Faceless were not greedy for money, power, food, sex, no …
The Faceless had almost no desires, and almost never were deceived.
— — Only the Faceless could deceive others, no one could deceive the professionally trained Faceless.
But the Faceless were also people, and the Faceless were also firm believers.
Indifference to ordinary desires would make the believers go crazy in the face of the arrival of faith.
The fact that Jia Kun hadn't gone crazy was already a sign that he had great willpower and cultivation.
Well, under the guidance of Danny's mother, he was about to go crazy from excitement.
"Fire Demon" Hades had cultivated part of the grand wizard's meditation techniques and the Death God's forbidden technique. He could become a demigod Death God and even have the chance to become the God of Death.
In that case, the School of Black and White had Hades's meditation technique and the Death God's forbidden technique …
Aiyo, my God of a Thousand Faces, why do you still need a dragon?
He had already become a Grim Reaper, so why would the mortal Megalosaurus come here?
Oh, he could be a mount for the God of Death.
"Scholar Hades, what are your chances of becoming a Divine Throne?" Jia Kun asked with anticipation and nervousness.
"Not even half a cent," the Elf said casually.
"Half a point, count it as 0.5% …" Jia Kun muttered a few words and suddenly raised his voice. He shouted in disbelief, "God of a Thousand Faces, a 0.5% chance is not small.
In theory, as long as 200 people attack the God of Death, a True God will be born? "
"Are you deaf? I said 'not even half a point'. It's not even half a point!" The Genie in the Magic Pot scoffed.
"It's enough, it's enough," Jia Kun said with a satisfied face.
"What's enough, how many people can your School of Black and White have?" The Elf said with disdain.
"A lot, it's enough."
How much is a lot?
Danny was very anxious.
But she was also very calm.
"Can there be ten? Humph, we have thousands of scholars in the City of Knowledge, but only ten people have magic talent. "The Elf raised the corner of his eyes and said contemptuously.
The excitement on Jia Kun's face gradually disappeared. He shook his head and sighed, "You're right, I was too optimistic. The School of Black and White has less than a hundred qualified Faceless. It seems that we have to expand the number of apprentices in the future. "
Less than a hundred people?
Bastard, can't you give an accurate number?
99 is less than a hundred, 9 is less than a hundred … Well, it's definitely more than a single digit.
Take the median, 50.
It seems that 50 Faceless is terrifying enough!
Or, should I just arrest Jia Kun and let the "Whip of Solitude" Hattar try the whip technique?
"Scholar, you said last time that as long as I leave the Westeros and promise not to use the 'Death God's Forbidden Technique' in the seven countries, you will give me the Forbidden Technique."
Jia Kun's eyes became very eager, and the desire in his eyes almost overflowed.
"I did say that. But after coming in contact with you, I suddenly found that you're a good person, and now I don't want you to go astray. "The Elf hesitated.
Jia Kun shook his head again and again and firmly said, "No, I'm definitely not going astray, I … I really want to master the power of the Death God."
"Do you know the aftereffects of practicing the Death God's Forbidden Technique?"
The Elf pointed to his pale cheeks that seemed to be covered with a thick layer of powder.
"Do you see? Neither dead nor alive, just like a devil. "
"Scholar, this doesn't scare me. The School of Black and White has thousands of Death God statues, which one of them looks like a normal living person? This is the characteristic of a Death God! "
Jia Kun's expression became more and more firm.
Uh, that's true …
Even Ox-Head and Horse-Face of the Celestial Empire and the Ten Kings of Hell didn't look human.
Ugly, ferocious, and terrifying were the common standards of Death Gods of all races in the world.
"Other than the change in appearance, even the habits …"
The Magic Jar Elf smiled bitterly and sighed. "I think I have a strong will, but I still gradually lost my humanity after practicing the Death God's Forbidden Technique.
I'm no longer interested in human food, and I no longer have a reaction to women. Instead, I crave the blood and souls of living people.
Jia Kun, becoming a Death God means becoming an inhuman! "
"Death Gods must be different from normal people!" Jia Kun said matter-of-factly.
Death Gods like the Black Mountain Goat liked blood sacrifices, and he knew that.
"Are you sure you want to learn?"
"I'm sure," Jia Kun said with certainty.
"You won't regret it?"
"I definitely won't."
"Alright, I'll teach you next time." “
"What?" Jia Kun was stunned.
"Look." The Magic Jar Elf pointed to the moon that was moving to the west. "It's past midnight, and after talking with you for so long, my divine power is exhausted, and I'm about to fall asleep."
"Gah —" Jia Kun was stunned.
He looked up. Wasn't that right?
They had been talking like this for an hour or two, no wonder the Magic Jar Elf couldn't hold on.
But, but wasn't this a little too much?
Finally, after much effort …
Jia Kun didn't have time to be depressed, and quickly said, "Scholar, use this last bit of time to teach me the Forbidden Arts, I'll teach you as much as I can."
"Alright, but you'll have to learn the Meditation Technique first."
"Teach me then, I'll listen." Jia Kun sat up straight.
"There's not much time left, if I explain it verbally, I won't be able to teach you much …"
The Magic Jar Elf hesitated. "I have a method, it's very dangerous, but it can teach you magic knowledge in the shortest time possible."
"What method?" Jia Kun asked.
"Spiritual Transmission." The Magic Jar Elf raised his walking stick and pointed it at Jia Kun's forehead. "I'll use my divine power to forcefully break open your sea of consciousness, convert information into runes, and inject it into your spiritual space."
"I don't really understand, but it sounds dangerous." Jia Kun frowned.
The elf quickly explained, "Everyone's soul is like a mysterious and private castle, a sturdy fortress that naturally blocks outside invasions.
The stronger your will, the harder it is for external spiritual power to affect you.
Now, I want you to open the castle gates and let me send a trace of my will into the castle. "
"The danger is that once you sense my spiritual power invading, your sea of consciousness will resist involuntarily, and then our spiritual power will collide and both of us will be injured."
"If I don't resist, will your spiritual transmission hurt me?" Jia Kun asked solemnly.
"That depends on whether I have any ill intentions towards you." The Magic Jar Elf said meaningfully.
Jia Kun's eyes flashed, he understood what the Fire Demon meant: the castle had been opened, and the soldiers outside had already entered, whether they were enemies or allies, it was up to the soldiers to decide.
"Very dangerous." Jia Kun sighed.
"Very dangerous." The elf admitted.
"How long will it be before you appear again?" Jia Kun asked.
The elf said uncertainly, "Well, maybe three or four months, like this time. Maybe a few years, after all, no one can be sure about the Magic Tide. "
"Come!" Jia Kun said in a low voice.
"What?" The elf was confused.
"Transmit your spiritual power to me." Jia Kun smiled faintly.
"You're not afraid that I'll do something bad?"
This time, the elf was not faking his surprise.
"All mortals have to die, and all mortals have to serve. The most serious consequence is only death. Dying on the way to worship the God of a Thousand Faces is the greatest glory for any Faceless. A nameless person does not fear death! "Jia Kun said calmly.
No, child. You should be afraid, some things are scarier than death!
"Then I'll start?" The Magic Jar Elf raised his walking stick and pointed it directly between Jia Kun's eyebrows.
"Yes."
"Relax, it will hurt a little at first, don't resist, it will be fine after you go in." The elf reminded him.
"Okay."
The Green Prophet's ring brought the second soul into the Dragon Spirit state, Blackie absorbed the Power of Faith, the Holy Megalosaurus transformed, the Dragon Spirit turned into the Holy Light, the second soul fused with the Holy Light, and the second soul entered the state of Wind Song.
With all of the above added together …
"I'm coming!" “
Jia Kun's vision turned black, and he entered a strange state of gray.
Then, a majestic and sacred red meteor seemed to come from the sky, crashing down on his head.
"It's me, don't be afraid!"
The voice was somewhat familiar, but the terrifying pressure in the voice made him feel suffocated.
It was like a lowly beggar on the streets being scolded by a king who commanded a million troops.
He was in fear and trepidation, he really wanted to shrink into his turtle shell and hide.
But Jia Kun was not a mortal, after all, and in an instant, he got rid of this embarrassing feeling.
He understood that the Magic Jar Elf did not lie to him, he was really a God.
This kind of pressure on the level of the soul meant that the other party's level was too high.
This was how a mortal should face a God.
So, Jia Kun did not reject the "red meteor", instead, he tried to suppress the fear in his heart, opened his chest, and embraced the meteor.
"Boom —"
In an instant, he felt a pain in his head as if he was kicked by a donkey, and the pain stunned him.
So painful!
But in an instant, the piercing pain of his soul being torn apart disappeared, and then it was warm, warm, and actually a little comfortable.
It was not an illusion.
At this moment, he was so comfortable that he wanted to moan out loud.
Of course, it was comfortable.
Jia Kun opened the door to welcome the thief, and put the Dragon Queen's second soul into the spiritual space, she was now Gathering Spirit!
That's right, the Dragon Queen activated the Spirit Concentration Technique, gathering a sparse patch of Spirit Essence to heal Jia Kun's mental trauma, and slowly improve the quality of his soul.
Just like what she did to the savage woman that day.
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