The strongest city king in history

Chapter 238 Master William's Past

In Lawrence's memory, Master William has always appeared as a knowledgeable and wise man.

Elegant and erudite, amiable.

These eight characters are tailor-made for Master William.

At that time, Lawrence was envied by everyone after joining the Dark Church and becoming a disciple of Master William.

Because in the eyes of the clergy of the church at that time, only those who were approved by Master William would become the closed disciple of Master William.

Becoming the closed disciple of Master William will inherit the endless knowledge and precious research results of Master William.

It was even rumored at the time that Master William had already researched how to become a god, but it was not made public.

Lawrence has always believed in his master. If his master had researched the way to become a god, why wouldn't he inform him?
Therefore, Lawrence led the members of the Dark Church to struggle against the enemies who came from all over the place to snatch the information on the path to God.

How ridiculous, there is no way to become a god, but these people come to die one after another.

Lawrence had killed so many people that he was confused.

Could it be that his teacher really came up with the results?

Why do so many people come to die one after another?

With such doubts.

Lawrence came to the big library of the Dark Church one night and saw the figure of Master William.

A scholar in a gorgeous robe is holding a magnifying glass, observing a small thing motionlessly.

On a huge table stood a huge kerosene lamp, covered with glass.

Under the illumination of the lights, Master William's shadow was stretched very long, very long, very wide.

Like a dark monster.

Lawrence stood at the door of the library far away, and Master William's shadow stretched to the door.

Lawrence dared not move.

After a long time, Master William slowly turned his head, as if he had just noticed Lawrence's arrival.

"Lawrence, you are here, come here."

"Yes, teacher." Lawrence walked over respectfully.

"Come and see what this is." Master William handed Lawrence something.

"Ah!" Lawrence only felt that the starting point was a little slippery. A small round object looked like a human eyeball when he put it in front of his eyes!Black pupils, white pupils still covered with traces of blood.

"Teacher! This is you?" Lawrence said incoherently. What kind of thing is his most respected teacher, Master William, studying?He held the human eyeball in his hand and carefully studied it for so long. What was his teacher thinking?
For the first time, Lawrence felt that he didn't understand the teacher in front of him at all.

Master William exudes an aura that does not belong to humans, and the wisdom in the past seems cold and terrifying at this moment.

"Lawrence, we must fear the gods, we must fear the gods." Master William muttered to himself, as if he was trying to persuade Lawrence, and he seemed to be telling himself.

. . . .

We are to fear the gods.

Lawrence remembered this sentence very deeply.

Because this is the first motto Lawrence got from Master William.

Until Lawrence confronted the gods for the first time, even if the gods were the weakest and worst gods, he still couldn't resist them. With almost one glance, his spirit was on the verge of collapse and confusion, let alone any attack power.

In the end, Master William saved himself.

Master William held the scepter and just chanted softly. Countless small white meteors flew in mid-air, and there was no scum left that directly blasted the god to death.

"Teacher!" Lawrence knelt down to William limply, thanking the teacher for saving his life.

(End of this chapter)