A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

There were so many pairs of eyes, but no one could tell where the muffled sound came from.

"Let's go," he said to Eva.

He turned and left without even glancing at the people behind him.

Steel Soul Secret Technique: Time Stands Still. From the moment the attack was launched to the moment it ended, no one around was able to react.

The guards had just tried to attack before their master could. But Thomas didn't draw his sword, merely holding it in his hand, without making any further movement. They breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he was just trying to scare them.

Dierke was also startled.

He almost thought a fight was about to break out. Although the other party couldn't fight, they had several guards. If a fight broke out, he would definitely suffer.

But in fact nothing happened.

"I'm so scared! This guy won't admit defeat, but he doesn't dare to actually fight. Is he just trying to scare people?"

But it seems that I have to leave quickly.

Otherwise, if these two brothers come to their senses, things will become more troublesome.

So he prepared to leave.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped and froze there, his eyes widening instantly.

Because Visby had been staying where he was, blood slowly began to flow from the corners of his mouth.

As everyone was stunned, the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth turned into vomiting blood, and he vomited blood in large mouthfuls.

With a thud, he fell to his knees, holding his chest with his hands.

"...It...it hurts..." He didn't even react to what was happening.

Thomas touched his sword and left immediately, but he began to feel a dull pain in his chest.

The dull pain quickly turned into direct pain, and then the body vomited blood uncontrollably.

Several people around him tried to help him up, but it was too late. Just as they were halfway up, his head tilted and he was completely dead.

"Visby...what's wrong with you?" Dierke was shocked and rushed over. "Hey, Visby, don't scare me!?!"

But although his body was still warm, he had already gone limp.

Several guards tried to give chase, but Thomas and Eva were already far away.

The crowd was so huge that it was not easy to push through the crowd and catch up!

And the skill he just showed...even if I chase him, what good will it do? I'll probably die without knowing how!

Several people looked at each other, but suddenly reached a tacit understanding.

Leave immediately!

If they go back, there will definitely be no good results!

Then they pushed through the crowd together, seemingly chasing, but actually running away.

Among the onlookers, shouts of horror had already spread everywhere.

Street fights were common, but deaths were rare, especially among the children of the nobility.

After all, they themselves may be hot-blooded, but their bodyguards will never act rashly and recklessly.

The horrified shouts drowned out the sound of the nearby band.

Dierke looked at the motionless body in front of him, his heart filled with horror and fear.

He had only one thought left: It's over.

Vsevolod next to him had become a motionless puppet, terrified.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" Soon, several armed soldiers came quickly and drove away the crowd.

Leading the group was a man dressed as a sheriff.

The man squeezed in and saw a body lying on the ground and a lot of vomited blood.

I put my finger under the dead man's nose to feel his breath, and he let out a long sigh. I knew there was no hope.

"The Ostromir family member died from a suspected blow to the chest," he said. "Report it."

There are many people in this kind of place, with a large flow of people, so it is not uncommon to see fights and quarrels, and sometimes people are killed.

But it is not common for a young master from a family with status and background to die.

Although the Ostromir family is not a great noble family, they have considerable influence.

This time their direct descendant died here, which is a big deal.

If it's not handled properly, it will reach the ears of the Grand Duke.

"You guys," the sheriff ordered his men. "Keep the body safe."

Dierke came to his senses at this time. He didn't care about anything else and squeezed through the crowd and ran towards the exit.

My uncle must be informed of this matter immediately.

Although he himself couldn't explain what happened.

Chapter 199 The Second Layer of the Magic Net

Thomas strolled down the street.

Sometimes I think, maybe the Steel Soul Secret Art is more suitable for assassins?

Because he had mastered the art of stopping time, even if Thomas killed someone face to face, no one would be able to see his movements.

The two of them discussed the situation here as they walked.

Eva and her husband arrived a few days earlier than Thomas. After all, Thomas had come leisurely with the caravan, while the two of them came on horseback, moving much faster.

It was somewhat surprising to discover that the two people were not living in any hotel or tavern, but in a small monastery on the outskirts of the city.

Thomas was a little surprised at first, but now he is considered a high-ranking official in the church, so he knows that not all monasteries have enough land and production to support the monks there.

Especially in small monasteries, many monks lived in poverty. In fact, even in large and wealthy monasteries, it was only the middle and upper classes who lived a good life.

Life at the bottom wasn't going well.

This situation is largely due to the extravagance and debauchery of successive abbots.

After all, most abbots are not hereditary. They only care about their own immediate interests and do not care about the future of the abbey.

In short, the Blasphemous Knight paid a sum of money and obtained the right to live in the monastery. Then he lived here with his wife.

It should be noted that they did not live in the monastery itself, but in a house outside the monastery.

It is on the outskirts, very close to the monastery, but still a short distance away from the monastery itself.

It's a decent country house, so it's a very convenient place.

Life was going well. With enough money, I quickly settled down and then contacted Thomas.

They didn't have to wait for many days before Thomas arrived.

In short, everything is fine here, and the couple are always on call.

Compared to Thomas's place, the monastery's place was actually safer and more convenient. It could even be considered a safe house in times of crisis.

After parting with Eva, Thomas returned to his own residence.

It was noon and there was no one in his room.

The maids here will clean in the morning and will not come at other times.

Master Vishatych's table was always open to Thomas during meal times, but he was not required to go if he wished.

It can be said that Master Vishatych is qualified in terms of hospitality. He neither makes Thomas feel discriminated against nor is he overly enthusiastic.

This is the treatment that ordinary people would receive when visiting their relatives.

According to the original plan, he should continue writing the book or researching the golden apple, but for some reason Thomas felt something in his heart today.

There are already more than fifty groups of divine power. Maybe it’s time to meditate.

He had this idea a long time ago, but he had not had enough divine power, so he had delayed it.

Moreover, he also made preparations in other areas during this period.

Thomas took out his potion and anointed his head with the ointment.

Meditation only involves the spiritual realm of human beings and has nothing to do with the physical body, so there is no need to apply it all over the body.

After finishing the painting, Thomas finally immersed himself in a meditative state.

The originally indescribable magic web was perceived by Thomas as a flowing river in a meditative state.

A river carrying endless energy, flowing freely in a certain dimension of the world.

Thomas was now on the river, as if in a small boat.

The power of the magic network is at your fingertips.

As long as he wanted, he could easily draw strength from the river. Of course, as a price, a part of Thomas' soul would remain in the river forever.

Unless he uses his divine power to make up for the loss of his soul.

Just as it can instantly repair physical damage, divine power can also instantly repair damage to the soul.

Even in his meditative state, Thomas was still very clear-headed.

So he knew very well that he had to go deeper into the magic network.

Go deeper into the river, go deeper and farther, so that you can touch the bigger and stronger currents.

Magic and martial arts are different.

Thomas had gathered enough knowledge and intelligence before, so he knew that magic had very obvious stages.

There are two aspects to saying someone has good magical talent: one is the effect of each meditation, that is, the significant increase in soul power; the other is that it is relatively easy to break through bottlenecks.

Yes, there are bottlenecks in practicing magic.

Moreover, this bottleneck is far more obvious than martial arts training.

For some people, this bottleneck is a difficult obstacle to break through. But with more meditation and more practice of mental and mental strength, it will pass.

But for others, it is an insurmountable chasm, and delays of several years or even more than a decade are common.

What’s worse than this is that the bottleneck of practicing in each level of the magic network is increasing.

The further you go, the more difficult this bottleneck becomes.

This is why magic practice can determine whether you are a genius or a mediocrity from the very beginning.

If you can't break through the bottleneck in a short period of time and touch the first layer of the magic network, then you will have no chance at all.

The future of a genius is limitless, but the future of a waste can be seen at a glance.

Not only that, there is no chance of changing one's fate through practicing magic.

When practicing martial arts, elite-level cross-domain training can be regarded as an opportunity to be reborn from the ashes and change one's destiny.

Even if you have natural flaws such as being born weak, lacking stamina, or lacking combat awareness, once you transcend life and death and awaken a stronger supernatural ability, you can turn things around.

For example, the Blasphemous Knight's "Silver Judgment" and the Crow's "Thunder Step" are obviously incomparable abilities.

But this is something that cannot be controlled, because no one knows the potential deep within their blood.

Even if you have many shortcomings in combat talent, once the extraordinary power you awaken is strong enough, you can make up for all the defects.

Of course, the reverse is also true. Martial arts can also make up for the lack of extraordinary abilities.

However, there is no such opportunity when practicing magic, and it all depends on talent.

Those with outstanding talents are excellent from beginning to end.

Those who lack talent... will never have a chance unless they get a golden apple a day.

Because Thomas had only been exposed to the first layer of the magic network for a short time, Gandalf immediately regarded him as a promising talent and even wanted to take him as his disciple.

But then again, Thomas doesn't think he has any particular talent.

All he could rely on was his damaged godhead.

Balls of divine power were poured in.