Starting with Blood Healing to become an Ancient God

Because there are some friends he knows here, and with whom he has a fairly good relationship.

Charles asked in a low voice, "Master, I heard from Sheena that she mentioned the Father God's Salvation Society?"

Los turned his head slightly to look at Charles and asked, "Yes, you know about this organization?"

Charles shook his head: "I don't know. I've only heard about this organization occasionally before."

"Legend has it that this is a very mysterious and powerful organization. Few people know the details about them, or rather, those outsiders who do know the details are all dead."

"I only heard about this organization during a mission, and their goals are quite insane."

Los: "Tell me about it."

Charles explained, "Other cults are simply worshipping gods, pursuing knowledge, or, more fanatically, wanting human evolution or to create gods."

"And the goal of these people is creation! To create a world."

Los's eyes gradually turned cold after hearing this, and he said indifferently, "Perhaps before, they still had a one in a thousand chance of success."

"But unfortunately, I've now crushed that one in a thousand chance."

After saying that, he went up the stairs and said, "After sending the body back, seal the church again and issue a notice that martial law be imposed and patrols be carried out throughout Arkham. Any missing persons should be reported and investigated immediately."

"Also, pay more attention to information related to doors, such as people who suddenly disappear after entering a room."

"understand!"

Chapter 0185 Borg's Rebirth

This incident marked the first time Los had suffered a setback since becoming mayor. Although he was furious, Los was not so irrational as to lose his temper.

“I haven’t reached the level of being omniscient and omnipotent. The reason I was able to strategize before was because I had a good understanding of the situation at the time, but it’s different now.”

"I have absolutely no recollection of the name 'Father God's Redemption Society'."

This name was not only not from the organization he had envisioned, but he had never even heard the natives like Sheena and Char mention it.

“Future development cannot be without casualties. Since casualties are inevitable, what I need to plan now is a remedial plan after casualties occur.”

The death of an ordinary person can be directly transformed into a ghoul by Los.

However, this transformation is not a panacea; it is ineffective against superhumans above level 20, and the transformed ghouls have almost no growth potential.

As for ghouls after they die, Los currently has no effective way to resurrect them.

"But although it cannot be reborn, it can be remodeled."

Los was thinking to himself as he followed the mountain path to the top of the mountain.

Upon reaching the summit, the first thing you smell is a burnt odor. The old church doors are wide open, and there are many footprints on the ground.

These footprints look like they were left behind after someone went in.

Los followed the footprints inside. There was nothing unusual about the main floor of the church; the real problem lay in the passage leading to the underground.

Following the passage into the underground space, before he could even get a good look at his surroundings, he saw the skeletons scattered around the stairs.

Upon seeing this, Los clenched his fists.

These skeletons all belong to ghouls. The corpses of these ghouls had been torn apart by a special monster, and all the wounds had been cut in various bizarre ways from different angles.

There are the remains of twenty-two ghouls here. Most of the remains have been eaten, but the heads of all twenty-two ghouls are still here. It seems that the guy didn't like eating the heads of these ghouls.

He bent down and picked up a ghoul's head.

The head still has a neck and shoulders; the area below the collarbone has been eaten.

At this moment, his eyes widened on the ghoul's hideous head, his heart filled with resentment and anger.

Los knew this ghoul, named Domon, who was one of his first ghouls, and it was he who gave him the name Domon.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't have any feelings for these ghouls.

Before they became ghouls, these guys were a group of vicious criminals and enemies of Los.

But at this moment, Los still felt very uncomfortable.

These ghouls are like robots he created himself, like children he created himself.

Afterwards, they fanatically believed in themselves, faithfully obeyed their own commands, and regarded themselves as their only true god. This special relationship naturally also affected Los.

He was, after all, not a god without emotions.

"Don't worry, you won't die. Even if you do die, you will be reborn in another form. You are my creations! None of you can die without my permission!"

Los thought to himself, gathered all the ghoul head remains together, and turned to look straight ahead.

The underground space is not very large, only about forty square meters.

There are many pillars on both sides, supporting the underground space at various strange angles.

There is a door directly in front of you.

Strictly speaking, there should have been a door there, but at this moment, the door on the door frame has disappeared.

What's even stranger is that there's no space behind this door frame.

Behind the door was a wall.

Los stood in front of the door frame, which had no door or room, and reached out to touch the frame, which looked very old, but found nothing of value.

Los didn't stop; his hand gradually moved down the door frame to the ground.

In the corner between the door frame and the ground, Los's fingers touched a drop of somewhat viscous liquid.

I raised my hand and looked at it; it was a drop of slightly fluorescent blue substance.

I held it to my nose and smelled it, but there was no smell at all.

"It's not that there's no smell, but rather that the smell doesn't belong to this world, and the noses here can't distinguish it, so they can't smell it."

As he spoke, Los put the substance directly into his mouth, and immediately a strange feeling of dizziness spread through Los's head.

"Indeed, it is a dog. However, it seems to be a dog of mixed blood and still a puppy."

Los then conducted a detailed examination of the entire space and discovered a strange inscription and pattern in the corner of the wall and on the pillars.

After I wrote down the relevant information, a series of chaotic noises came from upstairs.

Charles and Danny then hurriedly ran downstairs.

"Master! Master!"

Los turned his head and said, "Here it is!"

The two then spotted Los in the corner, and Danny rushed over: "Are you alright?"

Los: "It's alright. Go collect their remains and then send them back to Arkham Asylum."

Danny turned to look at the corpses on the ground, his face immediately darkening.

Because there are some friends he knows here, and with whom he has a fairly good relationship.

Charles asked in a low voice, "Master, I heard from Sheena that she mentioned the Father God's Salvation Society?"

Los turned his head slightly to look at Charles and asked, "Yes, you know about this organization?"

Charles shook his head: "I don't know. I've only heard about this organization occasionally before."

"Legend has it that this is a very mysterious and powerful organization. Few people know the details about them, or rather, those outsiders who do know the details are all dead."

"I only heard about this organization during a mission, and their goals are quite insane."

Los: "Tell me about it."

Charles explained, "Other cults are simply worshipping gods, pursuing knowledge, or, more fanatically, wanting human evolution or to create gods."

"And the goal of these people is creation! To create a world."

Los's eyes gradually turned cold after hearing this, and he said indifferently, "Perhaps before, they still had a one in a thousand chance of success."

"But unfortunately, I've now crushed that one in a thousand chance."

After saying that, he went up the stairs and said, "After sending the body back, seal the church again and issue a notice that martial law be imposed and patrols be carried out throughout Arkham. Any missing persons should be reported and investigated immediately."

"Also, pay more attention to information related to doors, such as people who suddenly disappear after entering a room."

"understand!"

Chapter 0186 Ancient God Mechanical Police

Los then returned to Arkham Sanatorium in another vehicle.

The dog has already escaped through that door. These monsters can exist anywhere, and conventional methods of tracking down these beasts are completely useless.

Fortunately, Los was prepared.

In this godforsaken world, Los knew that he would face those twisted familiars sooner or later; it was only a matter of time.

"Fortunately, it's a mixed-breed dog with limited abilities. Right now, it can only teleport and attack in front of the door and can't move freely or hide in time."

Los had already entered the courtyard of Arkham Sanatorium while he was deep in thought.

By this time, the grounds of Arkham Sanatorium had been renovated, making them appear more spacious and tidy, elevating the somewhat dilapidated sanatorium to at least two levels.

As he entered the gate, Los could sense that the entire sanatorium was bustling with activity.

He knew what they were busy with.

As I entered the lobby, I saw Kur and two other doctors directing the entire medical staff.

"Young Master!!" Everyone greeted Los with serious expressions upon seeing him.

Losen said, "Don't be too nervous. Although we don't know the strength of the enemy yet, they wouldn't dare to attack here rashly."

With a grave expression, Kur said, "It's better to be safe than sorry. Leave this to us, Mayor!"

Seeing how serious Kur was, Los didn't say anything more, nodded, and walked towards the underground research institute.

Kurt turned to Dr. Poch, Ms. Mary, and Dr. Ashley, and said seriously, "Now is the time to show our value."

The three nodded vigorously: "Understood."

When Los arrived at the underground laboratory, he was immediately hit by a peculiar fishy smell.

Looking up, I saw a pale white monster, thin and bony, with wings, long fangs, and scarlet eyes, flying in mid-air, its eyes darting around in a daze.

When Los arrived, the monster seemed to have suffered a huge shock. Its confused eyes immediately returned to normal, and it fell from the sky, then returned to normal and became Borg.