Wizard Immortal

Chapter 630 Secrets

"To become a god in one step—that's the biggest temptation. No wonder you're all like that."

Walking across a desolate wilderness, listening to Mar's story, after a long while, Adir sighed softly and said this.

The allure of becoming a god in one step was so strong that even Adir was tempted.

This world is called the World of Gods, and the gods within it are extremely powerful. According to Adir's understanding, each one is at least a sixth-order being, and their every move is imbued with true spirit and carries the consciousness of laws, reaching a level that even Adir himself can only look up to.

The allure of rising from mortal to god was so strong that even Adir was tempted, and he would certainly not hesitate to fight for it if given the chance.

"Your Excellency, aren't you shocked?"

Standing aside, quietly observing Adir's reaction, Mar was somewhat surprised. Looking at Adir, who was standing to the side with little change in expression, she couldn't help but ask.

Those chosen by fate possess unique abilities, enabling them to see things that mortals cannot.

Mar showed little emotional reaction to Adir. Even when he heard such a secret, he was only stunned for a moment, without being moved in the slightest.

This unwavering determination made Mar look at him with a slightly surprised expression, sensing something unusual about him.

Why be shocked?

Looking at Mar, Adir smiled: "To beings like gods, I may be lowly and insignificant, but what's the point of reacting for that?"

"Gods are indeed noble, but I am just a mortal. There's no need to care too much. Just stay normal."

"That's true, but there aren't many people in this world who can actually do it."

Mar nodded, a smile spreading across his face. "Speaking of which, I've heard similar things from others before."

"He was an old man on the verge of death, a renowned sage in the country, and a wise man of profound wisdom."

"And then?" Adir didn't turn around, but looked into the distance, gazing at the scenery of this wilderness, and asked calmly.

"Then, I saw all sorts of things about his future..."

Mar sighed, "As this sage spoke, my instincts as a chosen one of destiny kicked in, and I saw a different picture."

"I saw the bewilderment, fear, fanaticism and resentment towards the gods in his heart, and scenes of his struggle."

"He can articulate his reasoning well, and he may indeed understand it in his heart, but when it comes to putting it into practice, he may not be as at ease as he says."

She sighed softly, gazing at Adir's retreating figure, a strange emotion inexplicably appearing on her face.

"And what about me?" As if sensing Mar's emotions, Adir turned around and answered in response.

"You and he are unlike any other being I have ever seen before."

Mar sighed softly, gazing at Adir's handsome face, and let out a deep sigh: "Your spirit is too strong, and so is your fate."

"I saw countless threads of fate in you, but I did not see even a single moment when you were cowardly."

"Whether in glory or in humility, in your destiny, you will always be the steadfast one."

She gazed at Adir before her, deeply amazed.

"Thank you for the compliment." Adir nodded slightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with Mar's assessment, offering no further comment.

"Let's go back to the previous topic."

Mar stepped lightly to Adir's side, his face turning serious as he continued, "To become a god in one step—this would have been impossible in the past, but in this era, it has the potential to happen!"

Upon hearing this, Adir was taken aback, and then Mar's voice continued to ring out in front of him.

"In the distant past, a great war swept across the entire world, with many gods facing each other and countless divine kingdoms colliding, ultimately causing the gods to fall into a deep slumber."

"During that great war, some gods fell into slumber, some left this world like goddesses of fate, and others perished."

"You mean?" Adir frowned, somewhat understanding what Mar meant.

"As long as one finds the divine kingdom of a fallen deity, inherits the divine status and divine kingdom of these beings, it is possible to inherit the power of these former deities and directly become a deity."

Mar nodded, and under Adir's gaze, said earnestly, "This is the arrival of a great era."

"In this era, many ancient gods who had been dormant for ages have begun to revive, employing various means to achieve their complete revival and restore themselves to their former glory as soon as possible."

"On earth, many evildoers covet the weakened gods, hoping to seize their divine status and become the next deity."

"Even more fortunate individuals, like the Lord, are born in this era, and under the favor of fate, they too have the opportunity to ascend to the altar."

Adir stood quietly, listening intently.

What Mar said was astonishing; if it were revealed, it would be enough to horrify a large number of people.

As Adir listened quietly, a multitude of thoughts flashed through his mind.

The frequent appearances of dark creatures, the frequent actions of the Dark Church, the frenzied expansion between churches in various countries, the cult rituals held by the Night Watch believers in various places, the massacres of believers that have been carried out in various places in recent years, and the drop of divine blood that Orf left on Adir.

Everything that had happened in the past few months, and all the information that had been gathered, flowed through his mind, eventually converging into a complete line that made Adi suddenly realize something.

"So that's how it is..."

He muttered to himself, turned to look at Mar in front of him, and stretched out a hand.

With a thought, under the suppression of immense mental power, a massive killing force was drawn out from within Adir's body, instantly altering the surrounding atmosphere.

An aura as blood-red and hellish as if it had witnessed countless battles, filled with a frenzied killing intent, emerged around, staining the surrounding atmosphere a blood-red hue.

However, under Adir's mental suppression, these killing powers, though strong, were firmly imprisoned and locked in his hands, unable to leak out in the slightest.

"This is... the power of slaughter!"

Seeing the intense killing power emanating from Adir's hand, Mar's expression immediately turned serious: "A follower of the God of Slaughter?"

About three months ago, I met a man named Orff.

Looking at Mar before him, Adir's expression also turned solemn: "He left a drop of blood on me."

"This is the selection ceremony of the God of Slaughter, and also the training of the Son of Slaughter in preparation for the ultimate resurrection of the God of Slaughter."

Listening to Adir's description, Mar instantly understood something.

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(End of this chapter)