A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

This is power suppression!

Thomas wanted to retreat and regroup, but there was no chance. As the long sword drew arcs, the attack force accumulated, like waves piling up layer by layer, constantly taking shape.

Once the power reaches a certain peak, it will have the impact and power of a real wave, completely engulfing Thomas in front of it.

If it were someone else, it would probably be unbearable.

But Thomas also showed his skills. Steel Soul Mysticism was best at defense.

Steel Soul Secret Technique: Pearl of Doubt!

Use your mental power to interfere with the opponent's consciousness. Every time the opponent's sword is blocked, he will be confused by the reality and lose confidence, making the attack more impatient and more difficult to hit the target.

The other party looks like a puppet, but it is not a real puppet after all.

There is no way a puppet can attack so quickly.

So she must still be partially conscious.

The power of the Long Sword Princess continued to increase with the continuous circular slashes. Heavy pressure was poured into this magic-enhanced long sword. Every slash carried the residual force of the previous one, and finally caused the surrounding air and ground to tremble slightly.

However, her swordsmanship gradually became chaotic due to Thomas's interference, and her accuracy became increasingly low. More and more of her attacks were easily avoided or deflected.

But, even so, Thomas continued to retreat, gradually retreating to the side of the white wolf's corpse under the continuous impact of the waves.

The deer-headed demon also sensed something was wrong, and slightly irritated growls and murmurs came from it, filled with bewitching power.

But Thomas completely ignored the leopard's noise. He ignored it—he knew his defense couldn't afford to fail. The key to the opponent's swordsmanship was this relentless pressure, like a wave. If his resistance faltered for even a moment, the opponent would engulf him in an endless wave in the next second.

At the same time, Thomas was filled with surprise and doubt - what kind of trick was this? The last time they met, this woman didn't have this ability!

This is not ordinary power. To be more precise, this sword technique itself can be understood as an extraordinary power.

In other words, one must have extraordinary strength to use this kind of swordsmanship.

Even with all the magic power, it was difficult for me to withstand this kind of attack head-on.

Suddenly, a vine came out of nowhere and wrapped around Thomas's feet from behind.

Even with the spiritual field, Thomas couldn't avoid the sneak attack from behind as his attention was completely drawn to the enemy in front of him.

"Haha, my dear friend. You're really not in good fighting shape by retreating like this," the Deer-Headed Demon said. "Let me help you."

The vines tightened around Thomas' ankles.

If it weren't for the Pearl of Doubt that greatly reduced the Long Sword Princess's hit rate, Thomas would not have been able to stop it.

But now, Thomas's mental power interfered with the Long Sword Princess's judgment, so she took advantage of the situation and attacked with several consecutive strikes but missed the target, thus missing the most golden opportunity.

"You're not even close to defeating me!" Thomas sneered. Taking advantage of the opponent's continuous mistakes, he cut the vines that were in the way with a single blow.

"Oh, really? Then I'll just have to work harder!" The deer-headed demon laughed.

The next moment, the body of the white wolf beside Thomas moved strangely.

Veins bulged beneath the pale, hairless skin, swarming like maggots. Within seconds, countless crimson veins bulged and emerged from the dead flesh, trembling and swelling frantically as if filled with the ecstasy of self-awareness, striving to break free from the constraints of flesh.

There were popping sounds everywhere. The sound of skin exploding came one after another, and a cloud of blood mist engulfed Thomas.

It also engulfed the Long Sword Princess.

"How about this? Pretty good, right?" The Deer-Headed Demon burst into laughter.

This blood mist is neither poison nor acid, but a more destructive and direct shock wave explosive force than both.

The blood mist itself has no lethality, but accompanied by the energy fluctuations of the blood mist, it can ruthlessly tear apart the human body, vibrate human internal organs, and cause terrible lethality.

Half of the Long Sword Princess's body was covered in blood. The explosion had a devastating effect on her naked body.

But it was Thomas who took all the damage at the core position.

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The blood mist slowly faded away.

Princess Changdao's body froze in place; the previous attack had caused her immense damage.

In severe pain, her muscles twisted all over her body, her empty eyes regained their spirit, and her stiff face began to show a normal expression.

"It's...you..." She squeezed out the word from her throat, and then swung the long sword again with her severely injured body.

This time, however, her movements were no longer routine. Pain and injury had left her body paralyzed, and she should have been lucky to be standing. But some external force compelled her to strike with her sword.

That power controlled her body, forcing her to act even though it brought immense pain.

But even though she was seriously injured, it was Thomas who truly took all the damage. She could still manage to wield the sword, while the other man, even if he wasn't dead, was only half dead.

No matter how slow or weak her knife was, it was enough to hit the opponent.

In theory, it should be so.

But in fact, Thomas dodged the weak blow with a slight sideways move.

"You..." the woman said in her stiff throat.

"The injuries are severe." Thomas examined the man's body. The bare skin was covered in scars from the blast. In some places, the skin had been completely peeled back, revealing the pink flesh beneath. Others were covered in bruises... and the damage wasn't limited to the skin, but also affected his internal organs. "And he's been controlled. There's probably no escape."

If he can still be controlled in this situation, I'm afraid that most of his mind, body and soul have already been controlled.

It is understandable. After all, if the Deer-Headed Demon wants to take away her extraordinary abilities, it cannot do so without deep control.

It's almost impossible to get away.

If she could get away with it, the Deer-Headed Demon would not let her die!

"Do you want to die?" Thomas asked sincerely.

"Want..." The woman squeezed out the word from her throat.

This was not a lie, but a genuine desire for relief in her eyes.

Some people are born free birds, and being trapped in a cage is more terrifying than death.

What’s more, it is a cage without any hope.

"Don't worry, it will be over in a moment," said Thomas.

The long sword pierced the air, and the Long Sword Princess's muscles instantly tensed. She didn't actually stop the scimitar in her hand, but slightly adjusted the angle, ready to meet the enemy's attack.

There is a high probability that this attack can be blocked.

However, at the last moment, she used her last bit of willpower to force herself to stop blocking.

The sword flashed.

Princess Longdao looked at herself collapsing in astonishment. Then the astonishment disappeared, replaced by a smile.

Although Thomas is her enemy.

But at this moment, she repaid the other party's kindness with a smile.

Thomas stood firm and looked at the deer-headed demon sitting on the throne in the distance.

As far as the naked eye can see, no new enemies have appeared.

Although the legend says that the Deer-Headed Demon can control the animals in the forest, it is clear that there are either not many animals in this forest, or it is too late to summon them.

"Not bad, not bad," the Deer-Headed Demon said, his voice clear of any guilt. "I actually managed to win... This woman... is quite a shame, to be honest."

"I think I understand. You... should have gotten what you wanted from her, right?" Thomas asked.

Although the Princess of Long Sword was very powerful, she had lost her status as a half-step protector of the country.

The attacks just now relied on strength and speed to suppress me, rather than suppressing my status.

"You mean the ability to 'acquire'?" the deer-headed spirit replied. "Almost. I've already extracted it." The deer-headed spirit raised its hand, a prismatic crystal hovering in its grip. "Too bad it's not usable yet..." It sighed pretentiously and shook its head. "Too many impurities. Purifying it is a painstaking task. It wouldn't take decades to complete. You know what? If you had come a day later, I wouldn't have ended up with something so full of impurities."

Then it laughed again!

"Fortunately, I have plenty of time!"

Indeed, although Thomas did not know what happened to the other remnants of the Old Ones, at least according to legend, things like the Deer-Headed Demon were immortal.

Even if it is not immortality, living for hundreds or thousands of years is a small matter.

"Really? What a shame! I thought you didn't have much time left!" Thomas sneered. "Is there another one? Or are you the next one?"

"Oh, why?" The Deer-Headed Demon laughed. "You don't think you can beat me like this, do you? Speaking of which, although you have some protective spells, how many do you have left?"

"what?"

"I saw it clearly just now. You have magical protection, which is why you survived. But... after absorbing so much damage, how much magical protection is left?"

Thomas was stunned, then sneered.

"What about you?" Thomas said. "If you have any other minions, cats and dogs, wolves and tigers, call them out quickly...Isn't that the one under your feet?"

Within the reach of the Deer-Headed Demon was another set of deer antlers.

It looked like it had fallen off on its own, but it also looked like the remains of another Deer-Headed Spirit.

"Oh, this? I shed it myself. To absorb new power, I must adjust my state," the deer-headed spirit said with a smile. "Don't underestimate it, it connects all the evil tree people... Speaking of which, since you've seen my guards, why do you think my subordinates are all animals?"

"what?"

"And, to be honest... don't you think you are too close to the cave entrance?" The deer-headed spirit said leisurely.

The next second, the mental field sensed the unusual movement behind him.

Thomas looked back and saw a wave of green vines coming towards him.

He swung his sword and quickly cut through the vines.

These vines are just ordinary plants, but they can be cut off almost easily by the swing of the magic sword.

But there are too many of them.

These are not just one or two, but endless and overwhelming.

It's basically a wave that cannot be stopped.

In an instant, they completely enveloped and covered Thomas.

"Haha... You don't... think that just because I'm standing here motionless, I'm doing nothing, do you?" The Deer-Headed Spirit continued to laugh. "By the way, dear friend, you may not know that I'm better at controlling plants than animals. And within my domain, I can have as many plants as I want. Just now, while you were fighting, well, I made them grow in sufficient numbers! Oh, actually, it seems like a bit too many!"

Half of the cave was covered by the green vines that rushed in.

Now, no defensive magic would be of any use. Even if Thomas were invulnerable, he would be suffocated quickly and would be forced to surrender.

In the entire stone hall, only the laughter of the deer-headed demon echoed.

It laughed happily.

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"So, true strength lies in the mind and knowledge," the Deer-Headed Demon said, looking at the ever-squirming pile of vines. "So you see, humans are just a bunch of fools begging for food with a golden bowl!"

"That woman clearly has the talent to become a god, but she only thinks about being a dancer. And you... have the tools needed to cultivate a new golden apple tree, but you don't know how to use it. Well, I guess you can't handle that natural crystal, so it's best to return it. As for extracting your abilities, it seems a bit unnecessary... That woman's abilities are superior to yours. In that case, then serve me as a ghoul! Hahahaha..."

The deer-headed demon's laughter suddenly stopped.

Because it felt the air currents surging in the air...a heat was being generated.

"This...this is..."

Another second passed before the Deer-Headed Spirit realized what was happening—high temperature?

The green vines squeeze and cover each other layer by layer, like a green hill.

And now, high temperatures are rising from below.

How can it be?

Being completely engulfed by green plants is similar to a human being trapped in quicksand or a swamp. Even if you are a spellcaster, you cannot cast spells.

Some kind of... magical item that directly produces fire?

But it was useless! Under the will of the Deer-Headed Spirit, more green vines spread in from the outside.

In this case, even ordinary magic items are useless.

The flames wouldn't have a chance to ignite at all, and would instead suffocate Thomas himself!

But the temperature in the stone hall continued to rise.