I Am God!

[Magical Item·Kulmis’s Seed Jar]

【Serial number 57】

[Ability 1: Soul Fusion Curse Seal: Soul Fusion Curse Seal is derived from the authority of spiritual mythology. This is a special curse seal that can combine its spiritual power with other objects in nature and turn them into its own curse seal spirit. . 】

[Ability 2 Magic Potion Seed: Kurmis integrated his body and flesh into this jar. From then on, this magical jar can produce special seeds. The seeds can grow potions and have magical effects. Different The effects of the magic potion are also different; Kurmis can integrate his curse seal into the seeds to transmit his power to distant places, or he can catalyze the potion to turn into a plant-type curse seal puppet to control various powers. 】

[Ability 3 Harvest Sacrifice: When the magic potion plants are harvesting, the lizard people will sacrifice the potion to the seed jar through a sacrificial ceremony; with more mature potions obtained, the seed jar can become more powerful and control more Various types of plant puppets. 】

[Ability 4: The Spirit of the Quetzalcoatl: Kurmis's seed jar is made of the four-point secret technique of divine grace. He integrates his own wisdom and divine blood into the jar, and hides his spirituality, consciousness, and memory in the jar. Waiting for the completion of the jar and the next awakening; when the spirit of the feathered serpent fully awakens, the four parts of the force will be unified, and the body of the feathered serpent will reappear, forming a huge spiritual force field to control and influence the surrounding celestial phenomena and plants. , life, but using this ability before there is a myth will greatly damage this item. 】

This is the record about the seed jar of Kurmis on the Cup of God.

At this moment, this magical item exploded with all its power in the volcanic forest.

The Quetzalcoatl Kurmis spared no effort to forcefully reunite the four parts of the divine grace that he had once dismantled, regardless of the consequences of doing so.

The real feathered serpent appeared, no longer possessed by the spirit of the curse seal before.

In the sky.

The long and twisted giant snake stretched across the sky, its long and narrow golden wings spread out, appearing to cover the sky and the sun.

The huge head of the feathered serpent poked out from the clouds and roared below.

Like thunder.

"Boom~"

The sky darkened with dark clouds.

Seen from a distance, dark clouds are pressing down on the jungle, almost touching the ground, which makes people hold their breath involuntarily, giving rise to a sense of depression and crisis.

Thunder and lightning struck down one after another, surrounding the feathered serpent.

Countless seeds spread and turned into seed puppets.

Dense vines, wildly growing giant wooden puppets, and crystal-like flowers show various postures; Kurmis can create as many types of plant puppets as she has harvested various types of potion plants.

While the plants covered the lizardman village, they were also moving towards Ackerman to surround them.

The sea of ​​vines and trees churns, thunder and wind dance together.

the other side.

Ackerman stood on the head of a giant corpse-eating insect.

The posture changes from looking down at the beginning to looking up at the back.

The feathered serpent's body was much larger than that of his corpse-eating insect, and the movement it caused could be described as earth-shattering.

"Do it now?"

"Don't you think it's a little late?"

Ackermanmon also completely exploded with power, fighting against Kurmis's mental force field.

The fourth-order apostle's iconic mental force field spread from Ackermanmon's body and collided with Kurmis's force field.

It was a silver-white realm, in which many people could even be heard singing something; their voices had a strong desire, as if they were praying and supplicating to the gods.

"Death is not the end, but a new beginning."

"O great silver god, please grant me immortality."

"I don't want to die, I still want to live."

"Give me a perfect body, give me an immortal body."

"I will enter reincarnation and be reborn."

"Eternal God, please allow me to enter your kingdom."

That is the voice of the believers of the Silver Church, the desire of countless ghoul spirits, and the echo of mortals' longing for immortality.

Those voices echoed in the force field, gathered on Ackerman Meng's body, and condensed into a special power.

A huge cursed seal pattern emerged from Ackermanmon's back, emitting bright light.

And Ackermanmon's body seemed to be wrapped in a silver-white shroud, as if he had turned into a "god" who controlled the curse of immortality.

"Silver force field."

Ackerman raised his head, his entire face was wrapped in the shroud, but a cold voice came out of his mouth.

And this time.

Kormis' power was suppressed, and the thunderbolts in the sky struck Ackermanmon's force field one after another. The strong winds blowing from all directions seemed to wear away Ackermanmon's force field endlessly. strength.

The Soul-melting Curse Seal controls various celestial phenomena and keeps hitting the ground below.

Within his force field, Kurmis controls the heavens like a god.

The Plague Blood Curse and the Soul Fusion Curse Seal, two special curse seals are currently competing for their strength in the human world.

Prove who is the most special curse seal.

Looking at the feathered serpent showing its complete posture, Ackerman was just resisting passively: "Kulmis, I have obtained the "Path of Wisdom", and my memory will be synchronized to the Silver Insect."

Ackerman held up the stone slab engraved with "The Road to Wisdom" and said casually: "Even if you take back this stone slab, even if you kill me, the next time I am reborn, I will still know this secret. Technique."

He held his head high and asked, "What's the point?"

Kurmis's voice merged with the thunder falling from the sky, and he had already made his own decision.

"No matter what, there's no way you're going to get out of here today."

A large number of plant puppets have grown and are now strangled within Ackerman's force field.

Ackerman said mocking words in a voice as cold as a corpse.

"Even if you win, all I have to pay is this body, but you have to pay a heavy price."

"You used the four-point secret technique of Divine Grace, so you could barely keep your consciousness among the props."

"Now that you haven't become a god, you just reunited the four powers and broke the original cycle."

"The price is not small, right? Will it affect your next plan to become a god?"

"and."

"Are you sure you can win?"

After obtaining part of the "Path of Wisdom", Ackermanmon also roughly knew how Kurmis made seed jars.

After Ackerman finished speaking, the corpse-eating bug under his feet re-entered his body.

His body expanded to the limit and turned into a huge shadow of a divine corpse, with a white cloth belt waving out.

at the same time.

The curse seal on his back opened a door, and countless insects rushed out of it.

Those bugs flowed down like a waterfall and collided with Kurmis's plant puppet.

The insects kept eating the plant puppets, and the plant puppets also crushed the insects into pulp and used them as their own nourishment.

The feathered serpent jumped down from the sky and fought with Ackerman.

The two fought fiercely, turning the entire volcanic forest into a battlefield.

The huge feathered serpent controls wind, rain and thunder, and its body also continuously activates the power of whipping, biting and impacting.

Ackerman transformed into a terrifying divine corpse, and white cloth ribbons kept flying out, winding towards the feathered serpent.

As apostles, their power far exceeds that of ordinary apostles, comparable to those who have been reincarnated many times.

Therefore, the commotion that was caused can be described as appalling.

Towns and cities far outside the volcanic jungle also noticed the strange movement here.

The battle was very fierce, and Ackerman seemed to be at a disadvantage, but he was always able to resist.

Kurmis also gradually discovered that Akmanmon's silver-white force field was very strange during the battle.

Because Kurmis tore apart the body of the "divine corpse" time and time again, the other party could recover in the blink of an eye.

His puppet devoured countless corpse-eating insects, but in an instant these corpse-eating insects appeared again.

"Immortal power?"

Within the domain, Ackerman and his puppets will receive special bonuses. Before the power is exhausted, he and the puppets he controls will gain almost immortal power.

No matter what kind of damage he suffered, no matter how many times he was destroyed and killed, Ackermanmon was able to recover quickly.

Ackermanmon's immortal power is not only reflected in his ability to be reborn, but also reflected in his spiritual force field and the power of the curse seal.

"That's right, don't kill me, even if you just want to destroy my body."

"It's not that easy."

Ackermanmon originally wanted to say that no one can kill me, but thinking of the power that the scarlet goddess had shown before, he couldn't say it.

But Kormis saw it accurately: "No matter how powerful the ability is, it still needs strength to support it."

"You are far from a true god, how long can you sustain it?"

The feathered serpent attacked again, more fiercely than before.

Almost at any cost.

He must exhaust Ackermanmon's power and leave him here completely. He must not let the other party take the "Road to Wisdom" tablet away alive.

Forests were torn apart, fires started by thunder, then extinguished by violent winds and rain.

The white shroud straps carry a strange power, as if they can grow infinitely.

It extends endlessly into the sky, densely intertwined, like clouds.

"Anyone who wants me dead must be prepared to pay the price." Forced into a blind corner, there was no way to retreat; the shadow of the huge corpse pounced directly on the feathered snake, and the feathered snake was entangled with the corpse.

"A person like you will never become a god." The feathered snake's body was spattered with blood, constantly falling on the ground, but it clung to the ghoul king Ackerman and refused to let go.

In the entanglement, Ackermann's silver force field continued to shrink.

Together with the "divine corpse" he transformed into, it also looked like a villain who was being hammered constantly.

The power of the Ghoul King continues to dissipate.

In the end, it was only thirty or forty meters high.

Although it still looks like a giant, it looks very miniaturized under the wings of the feathered serpent that sweep across the clouds and cover the sky.

Ackerman said that he would not necessarily lose, but it was different from Kormis being able to attack with all his strength.

Ackermanmon, however, could not and could not summon the Silver Insect from the dream world.

He can die, but he cannot let the Silver Insect reappear in the world; and when Ackermanmon I created the Silver Insect, he left a setting that even Ackermanmon himself could not make the Silver Insect escape from the dream world.

So he gradually lost ground.

Fighting all the way from that side to the east, finally close to the inside of the volcano, Kurmis finally locked him completely, leaving him unable to escape.

Dense vines entangled Ackermanmon's gradually shrinking "Shroud Corpse". The roots of the plant puppet penetrated into his body. You can see that Ackermanmon's body is continuously being extracted, little by little. of dissipation.

However, Ackerman still looked aloof, as if he didn't care at all about his impending death.

"You are just like that King Ossis, doing things that make no sense at all."

"After killing those ghouls, new ones are still being born."

"After killing the ghouls in the Red Earth Territory, more ghouls will appear outside the Red Earth Territory."

"Ghouls can never be killed. As long as death exists, ghouls will always exist."

"And so do I."

"It can't be killed either,

The feathered serpent lowered its head from the sky, and its huge eyes reflected the ugly appearance of Ackermenmon's impending death.

"Ackerman is immortal."

"But none of that has anything to do with you."

"You are just you, just this ghoul, just this Ackerman."

Having completely trapped Ackermanmon, Kormis was no longer in a hurry.

Although it cost a lot, it was successful after all.

Now, Kormis seems to want to bury a nail here in Ackerman, and lay a foreshadowing for the future, so that the ghouls born under the projection of these memories will know some truth.

Use this to target the real Ackerman, the real madman and the most terrifying Ackerman, the dream of life sleeping in the dream world.

"You want to make the Silver Insect a god."

"It's about making Ackerman a god."

"Or do you want to become a god?"

Ackerman sneered, but it was not a smile.

"I am Ackerman, what's the difference?"

Kormis looked at Akmenmon with pity and told him.

"Do you think you are really Ackerman?"

Ackerman frowned and asked, "What exactly do you mean?"

Kurmis said: "You are just a ghoul with the memory of Akmanmon."

"The real Ackerman is hidden in the silver worm, sleeping forever following the dream of life."

"He just told you, using his own memory, that you are Ackerman. You must find a way to become a god. You must find a way to collect enough divine blood."

"You must find a way to make the Silver Insect a mythical item."

"You are just a tool he uses to achieve his goal of becoming a god."

After Kurmis finished speaking, Akmenmon II didn't believe it at all.

"Do you think you can sway me by saying these words?"

But once the seeds of doubt were planted, just like those potion plants catalyzed by Kurmis, they began to grow crazily in their hearts.

Kurmis: "Do you really not know whether it is true or false?"

"What you call eternal life and immortality is a false scam."

"You know how Ackerman used this lie to deceive those believers."

"But is he really just there to deceive believers?"

"Will he use it..."

Kurmis paused, or he felt that this idea was too crazy.

"Used to deceive myself, the so-called self."

After listening to this, Ackerman II suddenly remembered something.

Those daily routines that I always felt out of place, the conflict between memory and reality, came to my mind again at this moment.

Those doubts appeared in his mind again.

"Why can't I empathize with the pain and despair of Ackermen?"

"Why don't I feel anything about those people Ackerman cares about?"

"Why am I so unfamiliar with the places Ackerman has been to?"

And now, Kurmis seems to have given him the answer.

Because he is not the real Ackerman at all.

Because to him, those memories were like pictures and words recorded in his mind, a novel and autobiography called Akmanmon, rather than the real life he had experienced.

He has those memories, but those memories from back then are unforgettable, those unforgettable, horrifying fears, those that can never be let go.

But never really experienced it.

So even if the memory is copied in his mind, it is just placed side by side with those ordinary pictures, and there is nothing special about it.

The more Ackerman II thought about it, the more creepy he felt.

He suddenly understood the fear Ackermann I had towards the dark moon.

It was as if he was afraid of the real Ackerman at this moment.

That madman, did he plan all this?

The muscles on Ackerman II's face trembled, and his body seemed to soften a little bit. The plant vines were tied tighter and tighter, and the dense roots tore open his shroud and covered his neck. and chest.

Ackerman II kept shaking his head: "Impossible."

"I am the real Ackerman."

"I am the real one."

Ackerman II was almost shouting wildly at the end.

"I am the real Ackerman."

Fear gradually emerged on his face, that was not what the real Ackerman should look like.

only.

Even though Ackerman II refused to admit it with his mouth, he already believed it in his heart.

He was thinking and telling himself in a panic.

"I'm not Ackerman, I'm the original owner of this body?"

"what is his name?"

"No, what's my name?"

"What was my original name?"

Ackerman II finally recalled a picture, another face.

He remembered the scene before he first woke up.

The old ghoul led him to kneel in a shrine of the Silver God and pray to the Silver God. At that time, he was not what he is now, but another person.

But soon, he denied it again.

"No, I'm not him either. I'm just a newly born corpse-eating insect, a corpse-eating insect born from this corpse."

"I'm nobody, I don't even have a name."

Ackerman II looked at the feathered serpent Kurmis as if he had just woken up from a big dream. His body trembled involuntarily, and then turned into a crazy struggle.

He wanted to struggle out of the other party's restraints, his eyes full of fear.

"So when I die, I really die."

At this time, he no longer had the calmness he had before.

Because he suddenly discovered that when he died, he was truly dead.

Even if the next one is resurrected, it will be just another Ackerman, Ackerman III, and has nothing to do with him.

What is eternal life and what is immortal.

All are false.

Kurmis, the feathered serpent, told him clearly and calmly.

"You are dead, but Ackerman is still there, and the name Ackerman is still there."

"The King of Ghouls is still here, too."

Akhmenmon II was not happy at all when he heard this.

Instead, strong unwillingness emerged on his face, and he roared furiously.

"What does that have to do with me?"

"It's not me who resurrected me."

"I'm dead, I have nothing left."

"So this is a scam?"

"A scam set by Ackerman for us. He told us that we were immortal and made me think he was resurrected."

"Actually, we are not him at all. We are just newly born corpse-eating insects that have his memories."

"He just let one ghoul after another occupied by his memory serve as sacrifices to support him and become a god."

"What to become the next Ackermanmon."

"We are not immortal."

Ackerman II struggled more and more fiercely. He tried every means to use his last strength to survive.

A strong desire to live appeared on his face.

Suddenly, his arm broke through the blockade and reached toward the sky.

The expressions on his face were tangled together, and he shouted to the feathered serpent Kormis in the sky.

"No."

"Don't kill me."

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

But by this time, it was already too late.

Kormis showed no mercy at all. Countless vines submerged Ackerman II, draining the last trace of power from his body.

Completely wiped him out.

So far, Akmon II's short life.

Declare the end.

The feathered serpent also took back its power and circled in place.

He picked up the stone slab from the messy ground and spit out a white light from his mouth, completely destroying it.

Kurmis returned to the ruined pyramid with scars all over his body. In front of the altar under the pyramid, all the lizardmen were waiting for him.

The lizard man stepped forward and asked him: "Quetzalcoatl, was that monster killed by you?"

Kurmis coiled his body on half of the pyramid. He activated his power and saw the pyramid begin to recover again.

He lay down tiredly and looked at the lizard man below.

"The King of Ghouls, Ackermanmon, cannot be killed, or the name Ackermanmon cannot be killed. What I killed was only Ackermenmon II."

"Only by completely sealing it with a special method can the King of Ghouls no longer appear in the world."

The lizard men looked at each other and showed frightened expressions at the terrifying monster just now.

"What should we do?"

Kurmis: "Before I took action, I informed King Ossis in advance, and he has prepared the steps to seal it."

"Only when I completely kill Ackerman II and complete the first step can he begin the real sealing."

"While I am completely killing Ackerman II, he should also be taking the second step of sealing it."

Kurmis looked into the distance: "It should have started now!"

The lizard people immediately cheered. No one wants to see a being like Ackerman still existing in the world, especially when such a terrifying guy is still your enemy.

However, they didn't notice that the feathered snake's body was getting loose a little bit.

He divided the power into four parts again and poured it into the golden seed jar bit by bit.

Countless fluorescent lights spread out and gathered into nebulae, among which was a mysterious golden jar with a lid.

"Quetzalcoatl."

"What's wrong?"

Kurmis's voice came out from the seed jar, and the voice became smaller and smaller.

"This time, I'm going to really fall asleep."

"Let Anu come back, and I must lead you well and build this homeland well."

"I hope that when I wake up... you are already... one..."

Before she could finish her words, Kormis' sleepy words were interrupted.

The golden jar also became dim.

The jar gradually fell to the deepest part of the pyramid and was hidden again.

Just like what Akmenmon said, in order to completely kill Akmenmon II, Kurmis had to come out of the jar.

He interrupted the cycle of becoming a god and paid a heavy price. His current situation is even far worse than when he first created the seed jar.

But Kurmis thought it was worth it.

At least the "Path of Wisdom", an extremely dangerous and mysterious art of growth, will be sealed with the Ghoul King and will not be introduced to the human world.

But Kurmis did not think of it, as he fell asleep.

Another crisis for the lizard people also emerged.

——

In Lime Town.

The residents, businessmen, hunters, and even the mercenaries and some nobles and guards who came from afar in the town were all looking into the depths of the volcanic forest at this moment.

Open mouth.

They saw the feathered serpent manifest its true form, and watched as a large number of white cloth ribbons extended from the figure covered with a layer of shroud, waving towards the sky.

They saw the thunder and white light colliding, and saw the vines and the sea of ​​insects devouring each other.

As the fighting became more intense.

Even the figures of the Quetzalcoatl and the King of Ghouls were once close to the edge of the volcanic forest, extremely close to Lime Town.

In this way, the shadows of the two can be clearly seen by people.

"Is that God?" Some people were so frightened that they thought they saw gods.

"Feathered Serpent, that is the Quetzalcoatl that the lizard people believe in." Someone shouted, having seen the lizard people so many times, they naturally knew who the lizard people believed in.

But they couldn't recognize the other one.

They knew about the Ghouls and heard about the Silver God.

But they have never seen what the Silver God's statue looks like.

The battle became more and more fierce, the insects died in pieces, and the huge feathered snake in the sky was also injured, and golden blood spilled from the sky.

After that, they kept fighting towards the other end of the volcanic forest, towards the direction of the lava volcano, and gradually disappeared.

"They left." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They were afraid that the other party would attack Lime Town, and then they would face a disaster.

"That's the direction of the lava volcano." People familiar with this area immediately identified it.

"What on earth is going on?" Everyone was excited and scared, but they didn't understand what was going on and why two such powerful beings would start a fight here.

But at this time, some people had their thoughts moved.

"Go over there and have a look." Several mercenaries in the town got up and suddenly rushed to the place where the feathered snake was injured just now, under the battlefield in the sky.

"What kind of existence are those two, apostles? Gods?" A nobleman from afar and a powerful snake man looked at the power of the feathered serpent Kurmis and the ghoul king Ackermanmon. Very shocked.

But he immediately remembered something and rushed out of the town with a few guards.

Not only them, there are also many people in the village who have the same thoughts as them and want to go there to pick up the leaks.

No matter what is left behind by such a powerful existence, it is unimaginable for ordinary people.

How can this make people not think about it, even if it means taking some risks, it is worth it.

What's more, they just saw the feathered serpent's blood spilled on the spot. The blood of this almost mythical creature must be the top extraordinary material.

After everyone arrived at the edge of the volcanic forest.

All they saw was a mess, and the terrifying power radiation remained.

Some weak ordinary people and hunters fell to the ground as soon as they got close, making uh-uh sounds from their mouths.

Immediately afterwards, it turned into a ghoul and rushed towards its companions and others, causing screams in an instant.

Even if it is to pick up leaks, it is not something ordinary people can do.

On the contrary, the few mercenaries and powerful nobles went deep into it, and they relied on their mental power to avoid those dangerous places.

But in the end, they were not able to find the blood of the feathered serpent. Instead, they saw withered plants everywhere, as well as seeds or young plants grown on the plants.

The powerful man dressed like a noble lord stepped forward, just in time to see a touch of golden blood being absorbed by a plant.

Then the plant withered instantly and produced a seed.

The noble immediately stepped forward and caught the seed.

The nobles came here specifically because they heard that there were extraordinary materials in the volcanic forest and knew the names of the potion plants.

"Potion?"

"Is this the magic potion?"

Although the lizard people never sell it to the outside world, some people still break into the volcanic forest, see and even get this plant.

But no one knows how this plant was born.

"How can an ordinary plant turn into an extraordinary plant?"

On the side of the mercenaries, they saw a beast swallowing the potion seeds.

Immediately afterwards, the beast fell into madness, grew several times in size, grew long manes all over its body, and was able to shoot the manes as weapons.

The mercenaries were shocked: "How can an ordinary beast possess the power of authority?"

For the first time, the snake people saw the truth about potions and mutated beasts.

They suddenly understood that the magic potions and mutated beasts were originally just ordinary plants and animals.

Think further.

If there really is a power and method that can do this kind of thing.

So can ordinary people also gain the power of authority through this method?

Even further, can powerful people increase their power through this method?

The powerful nobles collected new potion seeds everywhere, and the mercenaries killed the mutated beasts and dug out the crystal stones.

They gained a lot, but the greed in their eyes showed no sign of stopping.

Everyone looked at this volcanic forest as if they had discovered a real treasure house.

Not a mortal hoard containing gold.

Instead, it contains an infinite treasure house of power.

——

Dream world.

Unknown coordinates.

In the dark void where there was nothing, the magical tool Silver Insect suddenly emitted light.

A force penetrated the dream world and entered the human world.

Ackerman III is about to appear.

In an empty palace, a large number of powerful people surrounded a ritual magic circle, with a silver-white skull placed in the center of the magic circle.

They watched as the skull in the center of the magic circle absorbed a large amount of blood, gradually regrowing flesh and blood, and gradually grew a head.

But after the head grew, it stopped and stopped growing.

It seemed like a force was restraining him.

Above the palace, the plague blood curse appeared.

A large number of corpse-eating insects fell and penetrated into the head, changing its appearance, changing his brain and memory.

But it's strange.

This time the transformation went too smoothly, as if no transformation was needed at all.

However, the Silver Insect is just an ordinary magical item, and the difference is still unclear.

Gradually.

The newly born Ghoul King, Ackerman III slowly opened his eyes.

But he suddenly had a splitting headache and shook his head, making strange noises.

"I am Ackerman."

"No, I'm not Ackerman."

"I am Ackerman, but I am not the original Ackerman."

Akhmenmon III holds in his mind not only the memories of Akhmenmon, but also the memories of Akhmenmon II.

Ackerman II's brief voice, his despair and unwillingness before his death, and his shrill screams were now echoing in his mind.

"A scam?"

"The real Ackerman is deceiving us and using us as consumables."

Ackerman III's words were full of disbelief, but as he spoke, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Because there were no devout believers around to greet him, not even a ghoul.

more importantly.

"Where is my body?" Ackerman III shouted.

He found that he had only one head left and nothing else.

Ackerman III looked around and suddenly found something familiar around him.

The place where he was born was the Lord's Mansion in Red Earth City.

Ackerman III's expression immediately changed, because this place had already been occupied by Ossis.

Ackerman III's eyes quickly swept across and he saw two people standing not far from him.

Osis, king of Suinhor, and Anu, the lizard-man.

At this moment, the two of them were bending over and looking at the heads on the ground, their eyes and expressions quite playful.

King Ossis said to the head on the ground: "A new beginning is more than just a beginning."

Anu said the second half of the sentence: "It is also a brand new ending."

Ackerman III was confused and still hasn't realized what happened.

He opened his mouth and looked at the two guys in front of him with wide eyes.

"?"

"Why am I here?"

"How did you know I was here?"

"The place where I am resurrected is random. Unless I prepare it in advance, how could you know?"