Starting with Blood Healing to become an Ancient God

Three hundred meters high waves, the constantly undulating seawater can be clearly seen from several kilometers away, and the suffocating sense of oppression is palpable.

At this point, ninety percent of Arkham's residents were sitting or kneeling on the ground, exhausted.

This kind of apocalypse is unavoidable.

A 300-meter-high wave could submerge the entire Arkham in an instant, leaving no chance of survival for anyone.

Such high waves only need to fall from the sky; the terrifying pressure can crush everyone into mincemeat.

But at this crucial moment, Lilith's seductive and bewitching voice came from the radio.

"Citizens of Arkham, do not be afraid. The promise made by our great mayor has never changed. No matter what happens, as long as the mayor is here, Arkham will stand forever!"

"Citizens of Arkham! Do not let this despair break you! Trust our mayor! Trust our future!"

"If the demons want to destroy this place, then we will destroy them!"

"If the gods want to destroy this place, then we will kill them!"

"No one can stop Arkham's rise!"

"No one can stop the continuation of Arkham!"

At this moment, Lilith's voice rose to an unusually high pitch, carrying an angelic holiness and timelessness as she proclaimed, "Citizens of Arkham! Lift your heads and look up at the sky!"

"Your mayor! Your god! Is right there!"

Upon hearing such a sound, all the citizens, who were plunged into despair and whose hearts were filled with gloom, instinctively raised their lowered heads and looked towards the eastern sky with their already dim pupils.

The moment they saw it, everyone's unfocused pupils instantly regained focus, and then they became excited, even to the point of being somewhat frenzied!

A beam of blue light, symbolizing depth and antiquity, descended from the sky, piercing through the dark clouds and illuminating the earth.

As the light fell, countless gray-white mists rose from nowhere, completely obscuring the despairing monster and the giant waves.

Under the incredulous gaze of everyone, as the fog gradually dissipated, they saw a giant over 350 meters tall, an incomparably majestic figure.

The giant was dressed in a tight, ancient, and solemn silver-gray armor, and the cloak behind him rustled in the cold wind.

His figure was so grand and majestic, like a deity descending from the heavens, bringing purification and redemption to this world.

He held a silver-gray spear in his left hand.

The spear is decorated with totem carvings symbolizing ancient and mysterious beings, and the tip of the spear is also covered with faint lightning.

He held a large, black bell in his right hand, and at that moment, a deep and serene bell sound emanated from it, instantly soothing the hearts of all the people and bringing peace back to their spirits, which had been tormented by despair and fear.

The people couldn't see the face of this imposing figure clearly, but they believed that this deity standing between heaven and earth was their great mayor.

"This is the mayor in his true form!?" Kenneth and the others stared wide-eyed, their initial shock gradually giving way to complete worship and submission.

Upon seeing this, Charles, Barlow, and the other members of the Eye of Insight were incredibly excited. They immediately knelt on the ground, muttering to themselves, "This is...this is what we've been searching for!"

As Kingston, Joseph, and the others watched that majestic figure, Gina murmured, "We actually thought such a being was an evil god? This is the greatest disrespect and blasphemy in the world."

Joseph then prostrated himself on the ground, murmuring with a devout expression, "Great Mayor, please forgive my ignorance and rudeness."

On a high tower, Hearst knelt on the ground with his arms outstretched, his face filled with morbid fanaticism as he roared, "For our Lord's descent, we offer our most devout faith!"

In the affluent neighborhood, Elizabeth's body trembled uncontrollably. She felt as if her brain had stopped working, because everything was so shocking and unbelievable.

"How is this possible!? How?" Elizabeth was worried that she wouldn't remember, so she hurriedly took out her notebook and drew the scene.

Just as everyone was lost in worship, a piercing roar erupted.

The monster seemed to sense a great threat, letting out a series of piercing roars, then flapping its wings, and the terrifying waves surged in.

Faced with this situation, the mighty god seemed quite casual.

With a screeching sound, he slowly raised the spear, which was nearly four hundred meters long and resembled a towering pillar, and then pointed it forward.

Whoohoo!

The terrifying cold wind instantly generated a terrifying force that acted upon the terrifying tide and the monster's body.

In an instant, the indescribable power froze the three-hundred-meter-high seawater and the ferocious artificial ancient god, turning them into an enormous, crystalline ice sculpture.

Then, the divine being withdrew his spear and slightly raised the black bell in his right hand.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The deep, resonant sound of bells gradually rose.

The sound of the bell was so distant and lingering, and at the same time so sacred and solemn.

This bell seemed to be no ordinary bell, but rather the kind of funeral bell that only exists at funerals, symbolizing purification and sublimation.

The sound of bells does indeed symbolize a certain kind of evolution.

The terrifying power carried by the bell instantly shattered the horrific waves, along with the hideous body of the artificial ancient god.

This kind of pulverization is an absolute pulverization that cannot be explained by common sense.

Even if the colossal object, over 300 meters tall, were to fall after being shattered, it would still cause a terrifying roar.

However, this time the shattering turned into tiny ice crystals the instant it broke apart.

As these ice crystals fall, they continue to split and shatter under the influence of unseen forces.

Finally, accompanied by the seven-colored sunlight, it completely disappeared into the world, as if such a monster had never existed in this world.

Everyone's eyes widened as they watched, wondering what kind of terrifying power this was.

Although they couldn't understand it, they could clearly see the existence of that divine power.

The sunlight, scattered by the ice crystals, transforms into a rainbow of colors, symbolizing holiness and brilliance.

Amidst this seven-colored light, the majestic and divine being gradually dissipated, as if riding on the seven-colored sunlight to leave this world and return to its divine kingdom.

When it was all over, it seemed as if nothing had happened that morning.

"Mom, was I dreaming?" Many children looked up and asked their parents.

Although their parents didn't understand what was happening, they knew it wasn't a dream.

So they smiled and told their child, "This isn't a dream."

"Then what is this?"

"This is a god descending to earth!"

All the parents said in unison.

Chapter 0158 My Arkham

Los felt extremely unwell; it seemed as if all the bones in his body were broken, and even the slightest movement would cause him immense pain.

However, these superficial pains are not the real core issues.

The real core problem is that all the ancient god blood in Los's body has been completely consumed at this time.

As a half-step ancient god who has only one foot in the realm of ancient gods, to become an ancient god, one needs not only sufficient energy but also sufficient ancient god blood.

As the supreme and omnipotent blood, the blood of the ancient gods contains all possibilities. It is the core and essence of every ancient god, equivalent to the essence blood in the cultivation system.

The first step any creature takes to reach the form of an ancient god is to generate its own ancient god blood through its knowledge and form.

After the first drop is produced, the person's form will undergo a fundamental change, becoming a true half-step ancient god.

The remaining time is spent continuously producing Ancient God Blood. Only when all the blood in this being's body has been transformed into Ancient God Blood can it be qualified to advance to become an Ancient God.

Having acquired the knowledge of Yog-Sothoth and possessing the level 85 Loth, his current physical limit is only about one hundred drops of ancient god blood, and less than half of it can be used at any time.

Now, all of this ancient god's blood has been exhausted, consumed entirely in that single blow that shattered the artificial ancient god.

Strictly speaking, both the artificial Ancient Gods and Los are flawed versions of the Ancient Gods. They possess powers close to those of the Ancient Gods, but lack the corresponding authority.

The artificial ancient god's final 300-meter-high wave borrowed the power from the ancient god's projection above its head.

Los's move, however, was a borrowing of the power that Yog-Sothoth had bestowed upon him from the knowledge.

He was certain that the form was definitely the power of a fully realized Ancient God, but he didn't know why this form appeared in Yog-Sothoth's knowledge.

However, he knew that his power was somewhat similar to that of this ancient god, and therefore he could borrow from this knowledge.

The price, of course, is the consumption of an unimaginable amount of ancient god blood.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the colorful sunlight disappeared as the ice crystals completely dissipated.

At this moment, Los lay helplessly on the ground. Although he looked to be in relatively good condition, he was severely depleted internally.

"Now that this turmoil is over, I have enough time to develop. I must accelerate the research and development of Blood Healing Technique, otherwise Arkham's advantage will be completely lost."

Feeling the dried-up blood of the ancient god within his body, Los felt a sense of urgency and crisis for the first time.

This world is extremely complex. In advanced terms, there are external beings with special technologies and abilities, as well as evil gods existing in various forms, ancient gods imprisoned in dungeon labyrinths, and external gods coveting the material world.

At the lower levels, there exists a mysterious organization called the Eye of Insight, as well as various dangerous legendary creatures, and bizarre familiars and monsters.

"I was so stupid! Why did I add so many settings to this?" Los couldn't help but curse himself.

Although aliens have nothing to do with him, he personally added all the other settings.

His goal at the time was simple: to manipulate those unruly people using various methods.

As Los was deep in thought, the jet-black hair appeared silently and helped Los sit up.

"Master, how are you?" Lilith's perfect face came close, her voice full of concern as she asked.

Los said without moving, "This is not good. This transformation was a huge loss."

As he spoke, Los looked at Lilith's crystal-clear face and said, "I had planned to pamper you properly after this matter was over, but unfortunately, I can no longer get up."

Upon hearing this, a blush immediately appeared on Lilith's fair face, and she said in a shy tone, "Actually, I can move by myself."

Los's eyes lit up: "Good suggestion."

As the two were talking, a loud shout came from afar.

"mayor!"

"Young Master!"

"Owner!"

Amidst a commotion, Los saw a large group of people running towards them.

Leading the group were Carrington, Daryl, Mursey, and others, followed by Danny, Sheena, Barlow, Kenneth, and others.