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Rhode calmly reached out and directly grabbed Augustus' soul core.

"Don't even think about it. There are many things in this world you don't know."

Augustus sensed Rhode's intention, and his expression was particularly unwilling. He howled in pain, and the paste-like soul fragments beneath him also climbed towards Rhode's arm.

The soul fire, which Augustus had previously disdained, completely enveloped Augustus in flames.

He screamed in agony.

As the remnant soul of the progenitor of black magic, even after losing his soul core, he was still several times stronger than the alchemical creatures outside.

He howled and rolled on the ground several times.

Only then did he completely lose the ability to resist.

The soul fire completely burned and sacrificed his soul, turning it into countless nutrients that flowed back into Rhode's body.

Rhode's vision went black, and then he returned to the original vault. The previous chaotic world completely disappeared, replaced by vast memories and inheritance in his mind.

Even a body like Rhode's felt waves of headaches due to the massive amount of information, and the veins around his temples bulged.

The ground he stood on shattered inch by inch.

The altar in front of him was directly shattered into powder due to the impact, and the black box originally embedded below also rolled down from under the altar, falling to Rhode's feet.

But even though the items around Rhode were shattered due to the overflow of Rhode's power, the wooden black box remained motionless, without even a single crack.

Huff.

Rhode took several deep breaths, and the churning in his mind finally stopped completely.

A large amount of black magic knowledge filled Rhode's mind.

Rhode was now the progenitor of black magic in this era.

Rhode had just breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead when he heard his chest begin to throb, his heartbeat becoming more and more intense.

The power of his soul began to climb steadily.

Although it couldn't compare to the pain of forcibly expanding his brain capacity just now, the feeling of this rapid climb was also unpleasant. Rhode could only put aside the messy inheritance and memories in his head and concentrate all his attention on dealing with the surge in soul power.

It must be said.

Augustus, that old geezer, had problems with his brain, but his strength was undeniable.

Rhode narrowed his eyes, feeling somewhat emotional.

The power brought by sacrificing Augustus, that old geezer, was several times more than the sum of the three alchemical creatures he had sacrificed before.

Rhode didn't even know how far his power would increase crazily.

Fortunately, it was just Augustus' remnant soul here. If it had been the real deal, and Rhode had come face to face with him, Rhode really wouldn't have been sure if he could escape unscathed today.

This time in, it was definitely worth it.

Rhode endured the pain of his soul power rapidly climbing and suddenly couldn't help but chuckle.

This trip's reward didn't disappoint him for pushing back Eloise's education invitation to come here specifically.

This power was climbing too fast, and there would always be some that couldn't be vented.

After going out, he could find someone to vent, to release this bull-like energy, and relax a bit.

Rhode was thinking about these random things to distract himself, and the climb in soul power gradually began to stagnate.

It was as if a bottle had been filled to the brim, and no matter how much more was poured into it, it wouldn't rise any further.

The pain in Rhode's soul stopped.

But Rhode also clearly felt that his soul seemed to have touched a bottleneck.

Even if he sacrificed another Augustus' soul at this time, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to continue to rise.

Rhode frowned slightly.

Among the inheritance and memories just now, there seemed to have been this type of situation.

Tsk.

Rhode got up and moved his torso, and his whole body was crackling. He finished moving his stiff limbs, then sat down on the spot and began to browse the inheritance he had obtained from Augustus.

Rhode himself already had some impression of this matter, and it didn't take long for him to find the key to the problem.

The Domain of the Gods, huh?

Rhode narrowed his eyes.

In the era when the gods were still active, most humans called this phenomenon the Domain of the Gods, representing inviolability, unreachability, and unchallengeability.

Most people, when they reached this realm, were already supreme powerhouses among humans and would not risk continuing to explore the "Domain of the Gods."

But Augustus was an extremely ambitious person.

He also firmly believed that he would reach the Domain of the Gods, so from the beginning of his research into black magic, Augustus had been constantly researching the Domain of the Gods.

He even went so far as to capture all the magical creatures he encountered, including humans, to use as his research subjects.

Although the methods were cruel, they also allowed Augustus to discover the reason for the existence of the Domain of the Gods.

Augustus believed that this was a method used by the gods to curb other races.

In Rhode's real-world terms, it was like a gene lock.

Whether it was humans or magical creatures, all creatures other than gods had a limit threshold in their souls and bodies.

Once their magic power and souls reached the limit, they would automatically stop growing.

Even if they exhausted all methods.

Humans would no longer be able to climb upwards.

This was the so-called Domain of the Gods.

A realm that only gods could reach...

Augustus believed that there was no difference between gods and humans. If there was a difference, it was the restrictions that the gods placed on humans.

After discovering this secret, Augustus didn't tell anyone. Instead, he laid out a grand plan.

He first used black magic to divine his own ending, and after receiving a bad omen, he decisively divided his soul and placed it in the black box, waiting for the day of his rebirth—

That is, the remnant soul that Rhode was now encountering.

After a series of preparations, Augustus resumed his cultivation. After years of practice, Augustus brought his soul back to its peak state and led his confidants to initiate the War of the Gods.

He wanted to become a god.

Although he didn't tell anyone about this, the gods still sensed Augustus's ambition, but they never took this human who dared to become a god seriously.

It wasn't until Augustus took the initiative to start a war and barged in that the offended gods became furious.

In the end, the gods punished Augustus, but left him alive.

The reason was mostly out of contempt for Augustus.

They didn't mind letting go of a bold ant to show their kindness.

Augustus was not discouraged. He had already prepared enough escape routes for himself, so of course, he would not choose to give up because of a temporary punishment.

But he saw the gods' contempt for him.

It was this contempt that allowed Augustus to seize the opportunity. He led his confidants to slaughter the civilians of a kingdom, and drove the displaced refugees to the domain of a kind-hearted god.

Saying kind-hearted is not accurate. The gods are all high above. At least in Augustus's memory, the image of the gods is always high above and inviolable, but compared to other gods, the god Augustus targeted had more compassion.

He and his confidants mingled among the refugees.

The moment the god approached, the confidants would rush out from the refugees to disrupt the god's vision.

The scene was chaotic at the time, with refugees fleeing in all directions, and the confidants who had been bewitched by Augustus with various reasons were indeed willing to die for Augustus.

Under such cover, Augustus successfully plotted the death of that god.

Then, he fled in all directions with a confidant.

The fall of a god shocked the gods.

Although Augustus had planned for his escape for several years, he was still found by the gods within two hours and sanctioned by them.

He perished.

The only remaining remnant soul—

Rhode touched his nose and coughed dryly.

It was just sacrificed by himself.

He flipped through the inherited memories in his mind. Regardless of whether these memories had Augustus's embellishments, Rhode had to sigh.

This Augustus was ruthless, but he could be considered a bold and daring hero. Even knowing that he would lose miserably, he chose to gamble on a one-in-a-million chance.

It's just that his brain wasn't very good, and he was too impatient.

The order of this plan was completely wrong.

Although Augustus had cultivated to the realm of gods, he had no divine power, which meant that even if he really obtained the qualifications to become a god, he would not be able to find the door to the world of gods.

If Augustus had divine power at that time, after killing that god, he might have become a god on the spot. Although he would not be accepted by the gods, he would not be hunted down by them.

It is estimated that this is also the point that Augustus did not understand most when he died.

Augustus at that time simply didn't know which step he had made a mistake, which led to him not getting what he expected after painstakingly murdering the god.

It's no wonder that Augustus's attitude was so broken when he saw the divine power on him just now.

It is estimated that at that time, Augustus finally realized that he had messed up the order of things.

I don't know whether Augustus regretted not preparing well at the beginning, or regretted that the remnant soul he left behind was not strong enough to devour Rhode.

But these are not important anymore.

Rhode set his sights on the black box on the side.

After Augustus failed, he determined that he had no way to escape, and gave the thing he had desperately obtained—

The key thing to break through the realm of the gods—to his confidant, instructing him to hide the thing in the place where his remnant soul was, waiting for his remnant soul to be resurrected, so that he could regain the opportunity to become a god.

Now this thing.

This thing called Divinity.

Is hidden in the wooden box in front of Rhode.

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The thing that Augustus had spent so much effort on, even at the cost of his life, was now quietly lying in front of Rhode.

Rhode reached out and held the wooden box in his hand. Without the remnant soul haunting it, the wooden box looked no different from ordinary boxes from the outside.

Just as Rhode was about to open the wooden box directly, he keenly captured a shallow residue of alchemy on it.

That old Augustus couldn't possibly not take any precautions.

Rhode chuckled twice, wrapped his hands in magic power, and gently pushed open the wooden box.

As expected, dozens of black qi burst out from the wooden box in an instant, like a set arrow box, releasing crossbow arrows towards Rhode's face in an instant.

Originally, Rhode had already prepared defenses in his body with divine power.

But who knew that the black qi in the wooden box was directly absorbed by the Immortal Armor the moment it came into contact with it.

Rhode quickly understood the key to this. Augustus could be considered an extremely arrogant person. He didn't think that many years later, someone could escape the devouring of his remnant soul.

This defense was probably set up for his confidant at the time.

As long as the confidant had any ulterior motives, he would die because he opened the wooden box without authorization.

But apart from that, Augustus didn't want to be tricked by his backhand, and be hit by his backhand after occupying the body. By then, the refined body might not be able to withstand such an impact.

But as a "body" that has passed through three traps, it will definitely be wearing Immortal Armor.