Starting with Blood Healing to become an Ancient God

Afterwards, Los left the three people who had just had an epiphany and followed Rum out of the basement.

"Mayor, am I too stupid?" Rum asked tentatively as he walked out of the underground laboratory corridor.

He had always believed that there was no significant difference between him and Debbie, but after this incident, he suddenly felt that he had fallen behind, which gave him a considerable sense of urgency.

Los smiled as he looked at the energetic young man and said, "It's not that you're too stupid, but this process isn't directly related to what you desire. Your current focus is on ergonomics, and my process didn't involve much knowledge of the human body, so naturally you couldn't grasp it."

Upon hearing this, Rum's tense mind immediately relaxed. He quietly exhaled and smiled with pursed lips: "I see, I see."

Los was very fond of the two ambitious and hardworking children. He reached out and touched their dark brown hair: "Your current body is the zero test subject of a completely new evolutionary system. You have unlimited potential in the future. As for the future direction of modification, we still need to extract some key data from your body."

"Do you understand? You now need to further refine your knowledge and understand yourself better. Doing this well, even if you don't understand anything, will still be a very important and outstanding contribution to the entire Arkham Empire, do you understand?"

Feeling the special warmth of Los's large hand, Rum felt as if he were bathed in the kindness and warmth of a father's love, which made his whole body and mind feel stretched and nourished.

After a brief period of happiness, all the gratitude and admiration turned into motivation to work harder.

"Yes, Mayor!"

Rum then led Los to room 0134 on the fourth floor, which was room number 04134.

After knocking on the door, Rum said, "He's been much more well-behaved these past few years since you last spoke with him. He spends most of his time in his room, doodling and writing."

At that moment, accompanied by a flurry of footsteps, number 04134 seemed to sense Los's arrival and hurriedly came over, bowing respectfully: "Great master, your arrival has made my otherwise gloomy day bright and happy."

Los turned to Rum and said, "Go find Borg, show him around, and help him get familiar with his abilities."

"Understood!" Rum said, and happily strode away.

Los then went into room number 04134 and found that the walls of the room were covered with drawings of doors drawn with watercolors.

“Master, since you descended to earth as a god, the beings below have been much more peaceful recently,” said No. 04134 earnestly.

Los nodded slightly, then asked, "Now I have a task for you."

Upon hearing about the mission, number 04134 immediately became excited, patting its chest and saying, "Great master, I will definitely complete the mission at all costs."

"Have you heard of the Hound of Tindalos?" Los asked directly.

Upon hearing this name, number 04134, who had just been full of confidence and excitement, suddenly turned pale and nodded, "Of course I know."

Los said calmly, "The former leader of the Forbidden Gate, Mason, has returned, bringing with him an organization called the Father God's Redemption Society. They released a hybrid juvenile dog called the Angle Monster, which was suppressed beneath the church. I suspect they have other plans in mind soon."

Hearing the number 04134, his expression calmed down a bit: "So it's an angle monster. These monsters aren't that scary. They can only hide behind doors, and their attack range is only a five-meter radius centered on the door."

Los said directly, "The Father God's Redemption Society will cause considerable turmoil in Arkham City through the Angular Monsters. With our current tracking capabilities, we are not able to track them down quickly enough."

Upon hearing this, number 04134 naturally understood what his mission was.

“Master, I can indeed track monsters at different angles, but with my current strength, I cannot traverse Arkham City continuously and quickly for an extended period of time,” Number 04134 replied earnestly.

Los nodded slightly: "I know, so I'm going to give you the reward for this mission first."

As he spoke, Los stuck out his tongue, and a drop of dark green, diluted ancient god's blood appeared on his fingertip.

"This is your reward for this mission."

Upon seeing this drop of ancient god's blood, number 04134 gasped for breath, feeling every cell in his body awaken, excited, and unleash a greedy and frenzied instinct.

“Great master, I am willing to offer you everything I have.”

"Very good, let's begin."

As he spoke, Los began his second modification surgery of the day.

This modification was much simpler than Kant's surgery. He only used the blood of the ancient god to strengthen the body and abilities of number 04134, without making any special changes to him.

After half an hour of modification, the original level 15, number 04134, has now directly reached level 27.

Of course, the core improvement was not in combat power, but in his control over the door.

After the modification was completed, number 04134 showed no changes to its body, but special patterns resembling doors appeared in its pupils.

At this moment, he stared with his strange and deep eyes, reached out and gently pushed the door drawn on the wall.

With a click, the fake door actually opened.

Number 04134 walked straight in, and the next second he walked out through the door drawn on the opposite side.

The person who came out, number 04134, knelt directly in front of Los, his face full of piety and reverence.

Los said calmly, "That's not enough. This only improves your basic foundation, but your access to the gate is still insufficient."

"I now grant you the authority to open half of the gates of Arkham, and your task is to capture all those rats and, in the future, be responsible for the guarding and command of the entire Arkham."

Upon hearing this, number 04134 raised his hands high with an extremely fanatical expression: "I will offer you everything that a servant has to offer."

Los raised his left hand, and with a hazy light, a silver-gray key appeared in his hand.

"Ah! The great silver spoon! Ah! The great master!"

With approval in hand number 04134, the key in Los's hand was inserted directly into the door of his left eye.

“From this day forward, you shall be the gatekeeper of Arkham, and your name shall be: Hadi.”

Chapter 0190 Glorious Royal Court

When the legendary silver key pierced his eye, Hardy instantly saw countless points of light, and judging from their distribution, he immediately recognized that the location of these points of light was Arkham.

The points of light there are the doors of all the buildings in Arkham.

In an instant, Hardy felt a great power emanating from the Silver Key, acting on his head, and then he felt his mind expand infinitely on a certain level.

Then these extended tentacles connect with half of these light spots.

In the next instant, Hardy felt as if he had successfully entered a network, a vast network in which he could move freely and reach any destination he desired through any path.

When it was all over, Hardy found that his great master had disappeared, and at that moment he felt as if he could control everything, or even half of Arkham.

He clenched his fist and realized that he had reached level thirty-five.

Although he possesses such a level, almost all of his abilities are focused on the gate, so his own strength is not very high, only on par with a level 20 ghoul.

Lost in thought, he turned to look at the mirror by his bedside and noticed that his right eye was still black, with a door-like pattern inside.

However, the black pupil of his left eye was filled with countless wandering stars. These stars seemed to have a life of their own, constantly moving within it, forming a miniature star map.

"You monster of angles? Let my gatekeeper Hardy take you on!"

As Hardy spoke, he turned around and found that a well-fitting black suit had appeared on his hospital bed at some point.

There was also a pair of shiny leather shoes on the ground.

Hardy then took off his clothes and put on the well-fitting suit, and then combed his dark brown hair neatly.

In an instant, the eccentric mental patient transformed into a capable and intelligent young man.

“Monsters of Angles, the Father God's Redemption Society, with my gatekeeper Hardy here, I will not allow you to do anything that challenges the authority of the master.”

After saying that, Hardy raised his hand, casually opened his door, and then disappeared completely after stepping inside, with no one knowing where he went.

With Conte and Hardy ready as backup options, Los drove south along the road.

His purpose was to visit Dr. Armitage of Miskatonic University.

The contents of that church, and the contents of that ancient, mysterious empire, all require answers from Armitage, the most learned elder in all of Arkham.

Now that Los has reclaimed control of all areas of Arkham, a month later, the gatekeepers' attitude towards him has completely changed.

With a happy and respectful expression, he helped Los open the door, and even used his sleeve to wipe away the dust that was not visible on Los's hood.

This is not flattery, but rather an expression of respect and reverence after what happened a few days ago.

As Los entered the university, on the seats under the stone tower, about fifty meters away from here.

Two young men are sitting here.

One of them was Ford McCarthy, a wealthy young man who was secretly monitoring Los and the entire Arkham student community.

The other one was none other than Digne Donald, the bishop of the Father God's Redemption Society who had led the attack on Conte.

"A god descended?" Digne didn't even frown after hearing this.

Ford shook his head and said, "I don't know exactly what it is either, but everyone believes that the giant who defeated that artificial ancient god on that day was a god, and Los Arkham was His incarnation."

"These people are really easy to fool," Digne scoffed.

Ford turned to ask, "You don't believe me?"

“In today’s world, gods simply cannot descend. As for that giant that day, it could be anything, but it could never be a god,” Digne said with great confidence.

Ford warned, "I've already told you everything that's happened recently. There must be at least one powerful being behind Los Arkham. It's very unwise for you to make a move here now."

"We're afraid of him?" Digne seemed quite confident.

“We have reached the entrance to the dungeon labyrinth through the Angler Dogs, but to open that entrance, a special blood sacrifice is needed. This blood sacrifice requires one hundred children under the age of fifteen, as well as four special bloodlines hidden in Arkham.”

Digne extended a finger: "These bloodlines are special products formed from the ley lines of the earth, including demons, beasts, compassion, and twisted beings."

Ford paused for a moment: "The demon is now confirmed; it's a private detective named Kenneth. The beast is also confirmed; it's Mark, who owns a restaurant and is a believer in the cat god Buster."

"As for compassion and distortion, it is not clear at the moment."

Digne's lips curled up slightly after hearing this: "Well done, let's take these two down first."

"You'd better be careful! It's not like outside, it's very dangerous here."

Digne stood up and said confidently, "This time we have two level 40 master-level superhumans and five level 30 advanced superhumans. With such power, we can sweep through half the empire, but it's just a city."

Ford looked at his childhood friend, who had been extremely arrogant and conceited since childhood, but didn't say much.

"Does Your Majesty have any other instructions?"

“Open the dungeon labyrinth gate, obtain the labyrinth key, and then bring the White Queen back. The Red King is getting impatient.” Dine said, turning and leaving.

Ford watched Digne's retreating figure and sighed, "Since that's the case, your deaths have nothing to do with me."

Los didn't realize that his target was in the same school as him.

Upon arriving at the library, Los took out paper and pen and began to draw everything he had seen in the church.

Upon seeing this content, the erudite old doctor immediately became interested, and then he quickly picked up the drawings and began to carefully compare them.

Twenty minutes later, Armitage presented Los with a precise answer.

“Mayor, these patterns originate from a dynasty called the Glorious Court.”

"The Glorious Royal Court?" indicates a complete lack of knowledge about this dynasty.