A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

The long sword stirred in the wolf god's brain, and the sharp blade caused indescribable damage in the fragile brain.

At the same time, the Wolf God felt the translucent field suddenly erupt, as if a giant hand penetrated his body, and its five fingers were turning over his internal organs.

The severe pain overlapped and, together with death, exploded a thousand times, creating unbearable pressure.

His arm loosened a little and was broken free by the other party.

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Chapter 209 Fire Fighting

Awesome, you can still fight like this!

Although Thomas had predicted that a brain-breaking attack would not kill the Wolf God, it was unexpected that the opponent still had the strength to fight back after his brain was broken.

But it is obvious that this is the limit of the Wolf God.

God also has limits.

The only one who has no limits is the great Creator, not such a quasi-god.

The Wolf God wants to stand up and regroup!

But his body couldn't do it.

Such injuries were not something that could be easily healed, even if he had nearly infinite vitality.

His domain was affected by the erosion of Thomas's domain, and its effectiveness was greatly reduced.

The rain started to fall again, accompanied by rumbling thunder. The changing weather patterns were common in this season.

The Wolf God tried to struggle, but only his arms could move.

The blow to the brain wasn't in vain. Hajime continued to stir the sword, causing continuous damage.

"You...can't kill me!" The Wolf God reluctantly uttered these words.

Thomas smiled coldly.

The opponent is already at the end of his strength, but he cannot die.

The two realms confronted each other, but Thomas's realm was unable to completely annihilate it.

Although Thomas had fought against descending gods before, he had no idea why the gods would exert such a powerful personal oppression on mortals.

With one move, almost all of them were killed instantly except for Huguo.

It even creates a wonderful "maze" environment where it is difficult to distinguish between reality and falsehood.

Now it seems that it is probably related to the field.

This field is just a beginning and there will be room for further enhancement and improvement.

But Thomas didn't have time to dwell on it. At the Wolf God's severed wrist, the blood had already stopped flowing, and the muscles were constantly wriggling, trying to regenerate.

No, it's already regenerating!

Not to mention the wrist, even the sword that broke his brain began to stop bleeding.

However, the wounds on his body were too many and too severe, and the venom in his stomach continued to erode him, so the Wolf God's regenerative ability was largely suppressed.

The persistent venom is really useful.

Thomas didn't try to draw his sword. Ah Yi continued to draw his sword, dealing damage. There was no better situation than this.

He had a sacrificial knife in his hand.

He moved to the side, raised his knife and slashed a wound on the wolf god.

The Wolf God let out a whine. The pain caused by this injury was completely different from the previous one.

It was like a burning poisonous iron chain passing through the flesh and blood, and spreading to the surroundings.

Even he couldn't bear it.

But his brain was damaged, his body lost control, and he was unable to fight back.

The second and third knife followed one after another.

In Thomas's hand, the sacrificial knife had turned golden.

Different from the previous experience, each knife stroke on the wolf god could only cause a minor wound.

Only a small amount of blood was shed, but the wound would not heal.

No, it's not just that it can't heal. The flesh and blood at the wound site have withered and shriveled.

With the slightest touch, it turned into fragments and fell off.

Thomas closed his eyes and looked inward.

Every time a knife is cut, the area around the damaged divine body will be increased, and the amount of divine power will be obvious.

This ability is called "secondary authority." According to Thomas's understanding, one can use this method to offer sacrifice to oneself.

The person or animal killed by the sacrificial knife is equivalent to a sacrifice to oneself.

However, the sacrificial knife was not a familiar weapon, and as the Grand Master of a knightly order, it would be too conspicuous to fight with it. It would be bad if someone saw through him.

That's it!

Thomas understood something.

Not only ordinary cattle, sheep or humans, but even gods can be used as sacrifices.

You can sacrifice one deity to another.

Moreover, this kind of sacrifice is extremely noble and rare, and will definitely greatly please the god you worship.

Thinking in his mind, Thomas increased the speed of his hands and chopped down the sacrificial knife one by one.

Every strike of the sword was equivalent to drawing a portion of the wolf god's power and sacrificing it to himself.

Another flash of lightning streaked across the sky, bringing with it a rumbling thunder.

The Wolf God was already lying on the ground.

His huge, muscular body had been reduced to a shriveled wreck.

His power was sacrificed, his divine body stripped away, and he was ultimately reduced to his original form. Only his head still retained the shape of a wolf.

Thomas took out the poisonous night-shining pearl from the wolf god's stomach.

The once smooth and round bead had become bumpy and pitted. In fact, it could no longer convert venom and could no longer emit light.

Although this thing has a huge effect, the Wolf God's digestive ability is indeed terrifying.

The gastric juice actually corroded and destroyed the magical items.

At this moment, Thomas inserted the sacrificial knife into the wolf god's heart.

He had once pierced the heart with a sword before, proving that the heart was not the Wolf God's weakness. But now it seemed that the heart was actually its strongest point.

The rest of the Wolf God's body could not be restored after being struck by the sacrificial knife, but the heart was different.

This is the only place on the Wolf God's body that will not wither or decay even if stabbed by a knife.

Every few tens of seconds, it will still jump violently a few times.

Of course, this was of no use, and instead sacrificed a stream of divine power to Thomas.

After each wave of vibrations, Thomas could see a lot more divine power emerging from the damaged divine nature.

From this we can see that the heart is the core of the Wolf God, not the brain.

As for the Wolf God himself, even though he had lost most of his body, his internal organs had all withered, and a sacrificial knife was stuck in his heart, he was incredibly still alive and conscious.

Of course, he was dying.

Under the washing of the rainstorm, on the head that was broken open by the magic sword, only a pair of eyes still retained a trace of vitality, unable to stop the fading vitality.

"You win..." he said with difficulty. "But... this is not the end..."

"My master...will...avenge...me!"

Thomas looked at the Wolf God calmly. "I don't believe it!"

"You...this is..."

"Your master will never risk his own life to challenge me because of your death!" Thomas said.

The immortal gods have their own rules of action. They are chess players, not chess pieces.

Never jump off the chessboard just because a chess piece is eaten!

The human lifespan is no more than a hundred years (in fact, a hundred years is an exaggeration), and after being promoted to protector of the country or coming into contact with the ninth level of the magic network and becoming a magical creature, the human lifespan is only about two hundred years.

Even the lowest gods could live for a thousand years. Some could easily live for three thousand years!

Are you going to risk your three thousand years of immortality to fight against a short-lived being who can only live for one or two hundred years at most?

Only a fool would do such a thing!

Just like a normal person would never fight to the death with a terminally ill patient who has not much time left.

Just take a nap or do something else, and in the blink of an eye, that person will die of old age.

The Wolf God is a novice who doesn't yet possess the consciousness of a god. That's why he goes to the battlefield!

A true god would never go to the battlefield.

They are used to life and death, and their emotions are far colder than those of ordinary people.

This is Thomas's judgment. Of course, if you say that the god is an alien, that's another matter.

But Thomas believed that if the gods lived long enough, they would act according to this logic.

"I understand a little bit now... You can draw strength from other people's fear, or other similar emotions, right?" Thomas looked up at his bloody cross flag.

In essence, the two are the same thing.

The power of the Bloody Cross Flag comes from the Long Sword Princess and must be looked at directly to be effective.

The Wolf God goes a step further. As long as he leaves the seeds of fear in others, he can continuously draw power from that person.

The Wolf God did not answer. When Thomas looked again, the Wolf God's heart had withered and shriveled.

It seemed as if all the blood in the heart had been sucked away by the sacrificial knife.

He also lost consciousness.

Even after death, the Wolf God did not return to human form, especially his relatively intact head, which still remained a huge black wolf head.

Thomas recalled the knowledge he had gained from Thor.

It seems that there is a key step that needs to be taken in the process of humans becoming gods.

After this step is completed, the human body will take on a different appearance.

Therefore, the Wolf God's half-human, half-wolf appearance is his true appearance. His human form is probably a disguise.

Thomas pondered and pulled the sacrificial knife out of the wolf god's heart.

The heart broke into countless pieces and was washed away by the rain.

Something seems to have been forgotten?

Thomas thought about it but couldn't remember it.

Just as Thomas was thinking about this question, several knights appeared in the rain.

At this time, the rain has slowed down significantly, and the impact on human vision has been greatly reduced.

"Grand Commander!"

Thomas turned around and saw the secretary Demetrios.

"I won." Thomas smiled at the ecstatic Demetrios. Then he saw the billowing black smoke.

When the rain was heavy just now, it could be suppressed, but now it can’t be suppressed.

The flames have spread to the entire Knights' headquarters!

"Pass the order down, put out the fire immediately!"