A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

The core members' predictive ability has almost reached the upper limit of human capabilities.

But as we all know, this kind of prediction has its limits.

You can only predict the trajectory of the movement, but you cannot predict the speed, the strength, or whether the other party is a scam.

Therefore, in martial arts, there are often "fake moves", which means making moves without exerting force. This is to attract the opponent's attention, and in turn use this predictive ability to set a trap for the opponent.

But compared to Thomas's current intuition, it was the difference between a blind person and a one-eyed person.

In a normal fight, out of three or five moves, the intuition about only one move may be particularly clear, so you just need to act according to your intuition.

But now that Thomas has used "time standstill", he can control every move with precision.

This guy has some skills and is a high-level elite.

If it were someone else, even a national defender, there would be a certain probability that this guy would escape.

Because this thing runs too fast.

This is not only because he has extraordinary abilities in this area, but also because he is a master of physical skills.

In the streets and alleys of towns, climbing over walls is as easy as walking on flat ground.

Not to mention the walls of ordinary houses, even the walls of Rome were easily climbed over.

After running out of the city, the speed was astonishingly fast.

But Thomas was different.

He cast a third-level spell on himself: Haste, and a first-level spell: Grease the Feet.

While the spell is in effect, the speed is no less than that of your own BMW.

In order to avoid people noticing his abnormal speed, he also cast an invisibility spell on himself.

Oh, of course, in the city, or even over the city wall, there’s no need for magic, just rely on Hajime’s help.

Only in this way did they catch up with the Phantom Wolf.

At that time, Thomas used his elite troops to fight against the Half-Step Protector of the Nation. Even with the highest secret of the Steel Soul Secret Art, which is to stop time, he could only be said to be slightly faster than the Long Sword Princess.

Later, he had to rely on magic to be roughly on par with the opponent's speed.

Now, on the contrary, using the Half-Step Protector of the Nation to deal with the elite, I truly understand how huge the difference between the two is.

After all, Princess Changdao's main job is a dancer, and being a warrior is just a part-time job.

Therefore, during her battles, she would naturally be affected by her main business and make many unnecessary movements.

But Thomas now has no such problem at all.

This is also a rare opportunity to fight to the death with elite warriors.

Of course, it was just the opponent fighting to the death. If Thomas fought to the death... that was the situation in the last battle on the ship.

Although the Phantom Wolf is indeed a very good elite high-level warrior...

But compared with Thomas now, it is completely inadequate.

Thomas had already made a further assessment of his own strength. It was almost time to end.

Thomas suddenly paused, gripped the sword with both hands, and then swung it out.

There was a loud bang! !

With this swing of his hand, the figure of the ghost wolf flew far away.

Like a rag, it flew heavily to the ground and smashed onto the ground.

Just now, he randomly found a flaw, swung his sword, and hit the opponent hard from the side of the sword.

The side attack effect of the long sword is similar to that of the opponent's iron mace.

To put it bluntly, the purpose is to capture the enemy alive. If the attack was made with the blade of a sword, the opponent would have been ripped open.

"You...!!?" Youlang struggled to get up and run away.

But he was too weak to move.

In addition to the damage caused by the impact, the electric current should not be underestimated.

Just now, the iron mace (presumably with a buffering insulating layer) blocked the current, but that didn't mean his body could withstand it. Under the effect of the current, his muscles all over his body began to tremble spontaneously as if he were having a seizure.

"It's too late for you..." he said through gritted teeth. "I've already spread the word."

"News? What news?" Thomas couldn't help but ask.

"It's news about the Knights of Rhodes Island!" Ghost Wolf said. "It doesn't matter if I die, but your conspiracy will never succeed..."

"Conspiracy?" Thomas was even more confused.

Wasn’t it an assassination attempt on the Holy See that alarmed the whole city?

"Ha...haha...the news has spread...your plan will definitely fail..." As Youlang spoke, his breath gradually weakened.

Thomas's mental field clearly sensed that something was wrong.

"What news did you spread?" He went forward to check, but found that the other party was in a bad state.

Some kind of... powerful poison.

However, the poison was too potent, leaving Youlang unconscious. Therefore, in this near-death state, he answered all the questions asked.

"The Holy See chose a Bohemian named Thomas... to be the Grand Master... There must be a conspiracy..." As Youlang said this, his eyes began to blur.

Black blood was flowing out of the mouth and nose.

But I don’t know what’s going on… Maybe there’s poison hidden in his mouth.

I heard in my previous life that secret agents and spies would hide poison in their teeth just in case.

Even death is better than falling into the hands of the enemy.

Damn, what a waste of emotion. I originally wanted to catch him alive!

However, the other party's final message surprised and delighted Thomas. He didn't expect that his cheap teacher could actually accomplish the task.

Back in Kyiv, the blank check of taking over as Grand Master 20 years later made Thomas work hard.

Later, the possibility (just a possibility) of taking over as Grand Master three years later made many of his colleagues jealous.

And now, the appointment as a group leader has fallen directly on his head!

So people still have to find the right direction.

If you are heading in the right direction, you will get twice the result with half the effort; if you are heading in the wrong direction, you will get half the result with twice the effort.

Chapter 41: Commandment 1

It didn't take long to drag the body back.

As soon as they were dragged back to the main road, they encountered cavalry chasing them.

The effect of magic was also limited. These cavalrymen lost their target and could only circle back and forth in vain on the road, and finally met Thomas.

Soon, the body was sent back to the city.

Thomas, a monk, did this... As mentioned before, he had previously demonstrated "core"-level martial arts prowess, so it was normal for him to do this.

Due to the assassination at night, all activities in the city were suspended the next day. The guards closed the gates and searched for the assassin's accomplices.

Such an assassin couldn't have appeared out of nowhere; he must have been protected by his accomplices.

But this has nothing to do with Thomas.

Anyway, it’s not a good time to go out today, so just stay in the room.

Combining the information he got from Youlang, Thomas knew that his cheap master did not lie to him.

I'm afraid it's really done.

Although Thomas had thought this was almost impossible before...but now, I'm afraid...

The corruption of the Vatican is not fake!

It really is nepotism!

But in the past, this corruption made Thomas feel disgusted, but now he feels that it is not so bad.

This is not a question of the head, but a question of the butt. After all, he also recognized a teacher and jumped into the camp of the "minority vested interests".

In all likelihood, he will soon become the head of the group.

And he is not the kind of leader who has to live under the eyes of others and obey their orders in everything. He is a leader who monopolizes a place and whose actual power is no different from that of an independent monarch.

Thomas traveled through time and space to this world, and his life goal was to take control of his own destiny.

And now, it seems that this opportunity is right in front of me, and my life is about to be complete?

Of course, from another perspective, it is definitely not easy to be the leader of a group.

There were undoubtedly a lot of troubles and risks involved, but... it was all worth it. Otherwise, Thomas wouldn't have had his turn!

After all, he only recognized a teacher, not his biological father who was separated from him since childhood.

Just as he was imagining future problems, he suddenly heard footsteps.

There's someone outside... Is it a guard coming to check?

There was a knock on the door.

The guards wouldn't be so gentle. Thomas opened the door with some doubt.

The person outside the door was none other than his own cheap teacher.

At this moment, the old man was still dressed as an ascetic monk, looking at Thomas with a smile.

"Thomas, can I come in?" the old man asked.

"Of course, teacher, please come in." Thomas was stunned and answered subconsciously.

The old man came in, closed the door, and looked around.

There were still footsteps outside the room, and it was obvious that the old man did not come alone.

But only one person came in, and the others stayed outside.

This is the room of the lower monks. As mentioned before, it is a very simple room without any decorative furniture worth mentioning.

A set of tables and chairs with traces of insects is the reception area of ​​this room.

Not to mention the two hard beds, the bedding was just okay, the kind commonly used in middle-class families.

The old man didn't hesitate and sat down on the chair.

Thomas sat respectfully opposite the teacher.

"Thomas, I brought a papal bull, or...a letter of appointment!" The old man took out a golden document from somewhere.

From this we can see that although he was dressed like an ascetic, these clothes were not real ascetic robes. After all, real ascetic robes could not hide anything.

Although Thomas was mentally prepared, he still felt a surge of excitement when he heard this.

"But... do you understand your responsibilities?" the old man said seriously.

Take out the power of attorney, but they won’t give it to you directly.

This was the final interview before the job. After all, this position was important and carried a certain amount of risk. While nepotism was common, it would be unfortunate if a family member was put to death.

I just didn't expect that the interview would be conducted by my cheap teacher.

"Duty? To destroy those pagans for the sake of Christ?"

"No, it's not about these generalities, but something more practical," the old man said. "Do you know what kind of situation you're facing? Or rather, the current situation of the Knights?"

"I heard that the Knights have recently encountered some... setbacks." Thomas carefully selected the appropriate words.

"A defeat? Oh, no, dear Thomas, a crushing defeat." The old man shook his head. "I think I should tell you some truth."

"First, last month or the month before, the Knights were ambushed and suffered a truly devastating defeat. Twelve warships were sunk or captured, and Grand Master Fernando was killed. The Knights of Rhodes Island lost nearly half their forces."

Thomas finally understood how this position had become vacant.

"Then, just over ten days ago, an even greater blow struck. One of the Knights' branch masters, Ferdinand of Spain... betrayed the Order. He colluded with the Crescent Moon Cult and stole all of the Knights' remaining warships!"

"Now it seems that this is the reason for the Knights' previous disastrous defeat!"