Starting with Blood Healing to become an Ancient God

Upon hearing this, Charles paused for a moment, knowing he couldn't hide it any longer, and said calmly, "They can't stop it."

Los: "So you came here wanting to control all of Arkham, to turn this place into a huge testing ground, and to carry out your Old God plan with the lives of all the inhabitants of Arkham."

Charles clenched his fist: "All of this is for the future of humanity. We must master further technology, otherwise we are destined to be destroyed by other races in the future."

"Would mastering the Ancient Gods suffice?"

“Of course, we can extract a lot of super power from the ancient gods! It can arm all of humanity!” Charles said firmly.

Los smiled and said, "Not a bad plan, but unfortunately, you are destined to fail."

Charles replied, "Is that so? You seem a little too confident in your abilities. You may be strong, but your men are far inferior to mine. The situation in Arkham is far more complex than you imagine, and there are many people who want you dead."

"Are your subordinates really that capable?" Los asked rhetorically.

Charles said confidently, "They have completely integrated into Arkham. In just three days, we will have complete control of the entire city of Arkham."

“Heh! You really underestimate my Arkham.” Los said, raising his hand and snapping his fingers.

As the sound rang out, Charlton immediately looked around warily.

Soon, several figures gradually appeared in the darkness.

Charles whispered, "Who!?"

His words seemed to have some effect, as a slightly chubby figure emerged from the shadows.

However, as he walked out, he was carrying a pale-faced young man covered in blood.

"Owen!?"

Upon seeing this, Charlton's eyes narrowed instantly, and he let out a gasp.

Before he could react, Sindwaal walked out with a smile and casually tossed the unconscious Helen to the ground.

"Helen!?"

However, this was not the end. Sheena emerged from the shadows, carrying the head of an effeminate man.

Then, Sheena said with a helpless tone, "Mayor, this idiot broke into Miss Jenny's hair salon, and when I found him, all that was left was his head."

"Crow!"

Seeing this, Charles felt like he was suffocating. Two of his three most capable henchmen had already been taken down!

Even Owen has been taken down.

Ross smiled and said, "It's alright. Just don't forget to give Miss Jenny her head back later. She's very possessive of her food."

“I know.” Sheena nodded obediently.

Then, Kenneth and Little emerged from the shadows and casually tossed out three corpses.

Seeing this, Charles closed his eyes in despair. Of the seven-man squad, six were now dead.

"Barlow! There's Barlow! Barlow is the strongest among us!" Charles cried out in despair, making his last stand.

As soon as he finished speaking, Danny emerged from the darkness and threw the deformed Ballow to the ground.

“How could that be? Aubanion, he…” Charles pointed at Danny, his expression distorted.

Los said calmly, "It's just acting."

thump!

Upon seeing Barlow, Charles turned pale and knelt weakly on the ground.

The plan, which had been rehearsed countless times, was completely wiped out in less than a day since they arrived here.

Fear and despair were about to completely overwhelm Charles.

"God said that when people are in despair, they may either unleash tremendous power or completely turn around and sink into depravity."

With a cheerful laugh in his voice, Father Hearst strolled out, looked at the despairing Charles, and asked, "Heroine of my story, what is your choice?"

Chapter 0143 Prostrating Before the Gods! (First Update)

Charles knelt helplessly on the ground, looking around at the motley crew of monsters. His proud investigation team and his confident infiltration plan were now utterly vulnerable in the face of these people.

"How could this be? Humanity's hope has been shattered like this?" Charles was overwhelmed with a sense of powerlessness and fear.

Standing to the side, Los looked down at Charles with a smile and said, "I understand your concerns very well. In terms I used to know, it's called a chain of suspicion. You're worried about your own weakness and about the other side's powerful malice."

"Your core objective this time is nothing more than to completely control that ancient god in Innsmouth and the underground labyrinth of Arkham, isn't it?"

Charles's eyes gradually regained focus, and he looked at Los weakly, saying, "However, this plan has been completely ruined. As long as you are here, our plan cannot be realized."

Los bowed slightly: "Why go to such lengths? The ancient god you seek is beyond your control, but right now, standing before you is an ancient god with humanity and a human worldview."

Why not submit to his divine power?

Charles was stunned by this, and his helpless and desperate eyes were gradually covered by horror and disbelief.

Even while lying on the ground, Balo strained his neck to look at Los.

The next second, an incredibly cold and terrifying aura erupted, completely destroying their spirits like a mental storm.

They then saw an enormous phantom, so powerful and majestic, its aura as high as the sky and as deep as the ocean.

The form He manifested was completely incomprehensible to them, and the oppression He exerted was irresistible to anyone.

The two people's eyes widened as they broke through their own level 50 limitations in their vision and cognition.

Level 60, Level 70, Level 80

Charles's body began to tremble and convulse uncontrollably. This was not because he was having a medical episode, but because he was agitated.

During a special mission, he briefly sensed the aura of a deity.

However, at this moment, he felt completely surrounded by that aura and terrifying pressure.

This feeling of oppression was as if the entire sky had fallen and was pressing down on me!

Not only these two were shocked, but also Mark, Kenneth, Lil, and others.

Although they had thought of the existence of the ancient god Los, they had never seen Los manifest his form as an ancient god, nor had they felt the terrifying pressure of that divine power.

thump!

In the silence, everyone had already knelt on the ground.

This includes worship and reverence, but more so a kind of suppression, fear, and terror stemming from genetic instincts.

Humans are like ants before the ancient gods. Besides playing dead like insects, they can only abandon their pitiful thoughts and embrace boundless madness.

For a time, many people have forgotten the passage of time, and even forgotten their own thoughts and wisdom.

“This is what I’ve been searching for!” Charles looked up, his eyes gleaming with a strange light.

Without a sound, countless jet-black hairs appeared. Behind Charles, Lilith quietly appeared, bent down and whispered in his ear, speaking in that bewitching voice.

“Charles, follow your heart’s desires. You are just a child who has always sought refuge and has no sense of security. Release your desires, release your fears, and finally release your dependence and surrender. Prostrate yourself!”

"Crawl down! Crawl down!"

These three words seemed to possess endless magic, constantly lingering in Charles's collapsing mind, eroding his last shred of sanity.

Then, Lilith quietly came to Barlow's side, lifted him up with her hair, and whispered, "Barlow, imagine how you hated this ordinary world since you were a child, and how you longed for that extraordinary world."

"Think about what you've been working so hard for all these years? Isn't it all to glimpse this terrifying existence that far surpasses humanity? Or a form that transcends humanity?"

"Abandon your dignity, abandon everything, embrace this boundless divine power, and prostrate yourself in submission!"

Gradually, the two of them became as if possessed, staring blankly at the magnificent sight, as if trying to etch this scene deep into the depths of their souls.

pat!

Immediately, the two of them felt as if something had shattered. Then they felt their spirits expand dramatically, and they felt that they had established a special connection with some incomparably great being.

In the quiet of the night, a cool September breeze blew by.

Father Hearst, holding a chaplaincy, looked down at the two men prostrate on the ground in Los Angeles, a maniacal grin spreading across his face: "This is truly delightful! The mental breakdown of two strong-willed men, their eventual surrender turning them into two dogs, hahaha! Hahaha!"

Los then retracted his ancient god form, turned to Father Hearst, and smiled, saying, "You performed very well this time."

Father Hearst immediately abandoned his reverence and bowed: "Thank you for your praise. I am very grateful to have allowed me to witness such a pleasant scene. To be honest, I thought this city would become quite boring after you became mayor, but I was wrong."

"My narrow mind cannot fully measure your existence. I believe that as long as I follow behind you, the joy in my remaining life will never cease."

At this moment, Charles and Barlow on the ground had come to their senses. They felt extremely refreshed, as if the invisible shackles that had bound their spirits in the past had been lifted.

They felt more comfortable and free than ever before.

Charles said respectfully, "Thank you for removing our shackles."

These shackles are nothing other than the constraints imposed on their thinking by a secular worldview.

At this point, their thinking can diverge wildly, much like that of mental patients.

Yes, now we can understand the two people as mentally healthy individuals with mental illnesses.

Los nodded slightly: "Get up. The problem in Innsmouth is urgent, and we have a lot to do."

"Yes!"

The two men got up, and Barlow was surprised to find that his dislocated limbs had been put back in place without him noticing.

Although there is still some pain, it is no longer a problem to move around.

The matter of the Eye of Insight has been perfectly resolved here.

Los turned to the group and said, "Go back and rest. Starting tomorrow, my job is to thoroughly clean up the East District and the River District."

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, everyone accepted the order and left.

Chapter 0144 Night in Innsmouth (Second Update)

At 1 a.m., Charles brought Los back to the city hall.

After Los was placed in a private room, Charles went to Major General Pig's office to give a report.

"Why are you back so late?" Major General Pigu frowned slightly.

Charles replied, "Arkham was very vigilant and took some time."

Major General Piqué trusted Charles implicitly and immediately asked, "How is it?"