The ceremony begins.

The light spreads from the flame altar, spreading around the patterns and symbols on the ground, connecting the ghouls standing on the nodes.

Lights connect to the dream world, where it is the origin of all power, the destination of all spirits, and the kingdom where the gods are.

Thero stood in the center of the ceremony, while Ackerman stood at the edge of the altar.

Invisible pressure surged from the surroundings, giving people the feeling of a strong wind blowing from nowhere, colliding with each other.

The cloak on Thirlo's body shook violently, and Akmanmon shook a few times before finally standing next to the ritual array.

"Spirit!"

"Ship."

In Thero's body, a huge black shadow flowed out, and finally the gray plague blood curse merged together.

"Blood of Myth."

According to the method of the divine grace technique, his divine blood was also extracted from his body; this method is more accurate than the surgery used by Thirot before, using the power of curse.

The silver streamer slowly overflowed, and the extremely huge shadow was suppressed by the pressure from the spiritual world into a divine blood unit that could not be seen by the naked eye. The gray plague blood curse was also completely combined with the divine blood.

That's it.

The three elements of wisdom, power and power, mantra, divine blood, and spirit are combined into one.

The God-Grate Stone appeared.

The moment it appeared, it drained the huge divine blood in Thero's body and turned into a silver stone.

Immediately afterwards, the stone began to unite with Thirou's body.

However, after Thero used the Abyss Divine Greed Stone, the organ that was deified by the Divine Greed Stone was not the brain, but another organ in its body.

He integrated into the stomach of the seed of gluttony, and at this moment he emitted a light, which was completely combined with the divine grace stone.

The seeds of binge eating began to take shape and turned into the stomach of binge eating.

Mythical organ.

"ah!"

Thero suddenly roared to the sky, and a terrifying devouring force came out of Thero's belly.

There seemed to be a black hole in his abdomen, which set off a violent storm and rolled up everything around him.

Sweeping through the entire underground cave.

More than a dozen unstable ghouls next to them were swept up and dissolved into black shadows in the air, and finally swallowed into Thorough's belly.

In the huge cave, hundreds of people and inhuman monsters were pulled up from the ground, as if they were caught in a tornado.

Everyone was extremely shocked.

It was not until Thero closed his mouth that he finally landed on the ground.

Akmanmon also held the pillar of the altar, always looking at Thirou with a slight look of face paralysis.

Just a whistle has such power.

The worlds of third-level and fourth-level can be called a world of difference.

It can be seen that Thirot's appearance has also changed slightly. After all, the Plague Blood Curse is different from the ordinary mantra seal. It comes from curse and countless evil thoughts, and seems to have the characteristics of spiritual origin.

It can change the body characteristics of the distorted wisdom seed through the original connection between divine blood and the flesh.

It can be seen that Thero's face turned pale without any blood, and the blood in his body was probably turned into thick plasma that was almost black.

At the same time.

All the ghouls in the city of Eclipse seemed to feel something.

Whether in the cave or not, he looked in the direction where Thirou was.

They felt an existence above them appear in this world.

The King of Ghouls was born.

Thero stood in the middle of the altar, feeling his power, the power that transcended the limits of mortals, and touched the power of the boundaries of myths.

Although just touching the lowest boundary gives people the illusion of omnipotence.

"What a powerful force."

"The gods are the peddlers and powers of the apostles."

Thero waved his hand.

The power of the Plague Blood Curse emanated from his mythical organs, and an invisible force spread out.

The mental field immediately emanated from his body, connecting to every ghoul present.

His field combined with the ghouls, and the entire underground cave was transformed into his territory.

One ghoul after another suddenly burst out with powerful power, and with the blessing of Thor's power, he turned into a third-level ghoul.

And Sero himself is like a god in this ritual array and field.

Ackermanmon watched everything about Thurro.

"It turns out that you can become an apostle without becoming a believer of any god."

"The so-called apostle is just a title after the power reaches a stage."

Thero restrained his strength and suddenly appeared beside Akmanmon.

Said to him.

"Second seat!"

"You think very well, and you are becoming more and more like an unrestrained person."

"Yes, that's what it should be."

Thero burst into laughter.

"that's all."

"Continuously move forward, keep moving forward."

"There are no taboos, nothing to try, and you can display your talents without restraint."

Ackermanmon looked at this crazy corpse eater, an existence that was constantly pursuing power and seemed to never be satisfied.

Ackermanmon asked Thirot: "Chief, you have the power of the apostle."

"This is already the peak power of the human world."

"Do you still feel dissatisfied?"

Thero was at this moment experiencing the unparalleled power he had, and he could also feel something calling him from a distant place.

He can hold a ceremony at this moment, try to step into the abyss and meet his test of the king of the abyss.

By passing the test, you can give the laws of the abyss and become the true king of the abyss.

But that's not enough.

The ordinary king of the abyss cannot satisfy him. He wants to become stronger, even the strongest in the abyss.

Although he did not know that there was another stage of reincarnation above the apostles, which was a stage far beyond ordinary apostles.

It is the apostle who truly escapes from human existence and moves towards myth.

But he knows.

The apostles are far from the end. The apostles are nothing in the eyes of the true gods. Those who have long become kings of the abyss have powers that are more powerful than ordinary apostles.

He wants to become stronger, he wants to devour the city.

He devoured more divine blood, and he wanted to create a large number of powerful ghouls and take the other party into the abyss together.

Thero stood on the altar and looked at the ghouls crept on the ground: "I have just arrived there, I have not reached my limit yet."

Ackermanmon looked at Thurro: "Where is your limit?"

"chief."

"I had a question a long time ago to ask you, what exactly is the purpose of you chasing power so crazy?"

Thurro told Akmanmon: "For what?"

Thero opened his hands, as if shouting at the world.

"No one can look down on me anymore, to prove my talents."

"To declare to all those who dare to despise me, I, Thero, is not a mortal, and I can surpass everyone."

Ackermanmon: "That's it?"

Thero: "That's it?"

"Second seat, are you laughing at me?"

Ackermanmon: "Just find it difficult to understand."

Ackermann didn't understand why it was to prove what it was. Power was to be powerful, and there was no need to prove it.

If a person can control his own destiny and gain complete freedom, why should he care about other ideas and wills of existence? He is the only one.

Thurrow: "Then why do you want to gain power?"

Ackermanmon said: "To control one's own destiny."

Thero couldn't help laughing: "That's it?"
To be continued...