A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

"How's the thing I wanted?" Thomas asked again.

"I was just about to give it to you, Grand Commander." After saying that, Radagast took something out of his pocket.

It was like some kind of membrane—Thom couldn't tell if it was sausage casing or a pig's bladder—like a balloon filled with water. Inside, however, there was an indescribable darkness. Like a pool of ink.

But the substance inside was definitely not ink. It was pure, absorbing all light, as black as a black hole. The moment you laid eyes on it, you instinctively knew it couldn't possibly exist in the normal world.

Only supernatural powers such as magic can make it exist.

Louis went over and handed the black balloon to Thomas.

The balloon felt soft in my hand, like some kind of liquid, but without the coldness of liquid. It wasn't heavy either.

Thomas stared for a few seconds, remembering the black halo around the Wolf God.

"Louis, go out first. I have something to discuss with Master Radagast." Thomas said.

Louis left.

"Master, it's too empty here. Let's go to my room and talk."

A few minutes later, they arrived at the living room, which was adjacent to Thomas's own sitting room. A mute servant was in charge of this area, ensuring that everything remained confidential. Furthermore, even the mute servant was not present at the moment.

"Is this what they call 'element'?" Thomas asked. Extracted from the Wolf God's head?

"Yes."

"How do you use it?"

"I don't know," the old man replied. "It's a... well, from a magical point of view, indescribable substance. It seems to have harvested some of the essence of this world."

"What would happen if I tore this shell, this membrane?" Thomas asked curiously.

"This membrane is a simple magic item I made. Without the protection and isolation of magic, it will dissipate immediately." said the old man.

Thomas guessed that if he tore it apart at this moment, the thing inside, called "element", would most likely be directly absorbed by the damaged divine nature.

The damaged godhead is always hungry and will absorb everything it can from its surroundings.

Thomas could never forget that a strand of Peren's thoughts was directly absorbed by the damaged divine nature.

Even if he forgets, the mirror, fire and sacrificial knife around the damaged godhead will remind him.

But he couldn't tell whether it was good or bad.

I didn't understand before, and I didn't have any choice. I just absorbed it.

But now, we have to worry about whether this absorption is a good thing.

After all, while the Wolf God's power was immense, by the standards of a deity, it was nothing. At least in Thomas's mind, a deity like the Wolf God was simply a mere figurehead.

It is slightly stronger than the Protector of the Country, but its strength is limited.

If this stuff is absorbed, will it be like adding insult to injury and causing the potential of the damaged godhead to decrease?

Put it away first and use it with caution until you have more information.

He changed his mind and decided to go meet Thor.

I had been busy before and hadn't been able to find time to go. In fact, Thomas had been a bit too conspicuous when he went to see Thor.

Most of them relied on their status as group leaders and went straight there with a small team, without bothering to conceal their whereabouts.

Perhaps a large portion of those in the know weren't particularly curious and didn't want to investigate the Grand Master's actions. But there were certainly some who were curious.

Thomas guessed that someone within the Knights must have gone there to check, wanting to know what was in the cave.

Unfortunately, there were dozens of meters of rock layers blocking the way, so their search was in vain.

Now that Thomas's status has risen and his authority has been consolidated, he knows that his original approach was wrong.

This is deliberately creating unrest among his subordinates.

Thomas didn't want more people to notice this, so it was not easy to find a suitable opportunity where no one was around.

"I understand, Master. Thank you for your hard work."

The old magician immediately declined.

Next up is a visit to Thor.

Now, the Knights are preparing for war, and because of the previous assassination by the Assassins, Thomas is free to act.

He could use this as an excuse to stop his men from following.

After all, the Assassin was using the self-destructing trick. Ordinary assassins needed plenty of guards around them, but facing an assassin who could self-destruct, having more people around them was meaningless. Having more people around didn't guarantee safety. On the contrary, having fewer people and keeping secrets was much safer.

"By the way, Master, can you tell me the outcome of this battle?" Thomas suddenly asked.

"Grand Commander, do we need divination for such a thing?" Radagast smiled slightly.

"Ah, what's the matter?" Thomas said. "You may not know that even my teacher, His Holiness the Pope, is not optimistic about this battle!"

"That's because he doesn't understand your true strength, Grand Master," the old magician replied. "Those who understand will never bet wrong."

"Haha, even I'm not that confident." Thomas sighed.

Although he knew that the Bastion was powerful, but to be honest, in his previous life, the Knights Hospitaller still lost and Rhodes Island fell.

Although it was a conditional surrender and would not lead to total annihilation, it was still a loss!

"Grandmaster, you underestimate your own strength," the old magician said. "On my way here, I saw Knight Reynard, the head of the archives."

"Ah, he's here too?" Thomas pretended not to know.

Originally, Reynard wanted to stay in the safer Rhodes Island, but now he has to come here. After all, he can't waste a single soldier protecting the country.

"I sensed strength in his seemingly aged body," Radagast said. "You possess such incredible power, so what is there to worry about?"

Section 276 Transaction Ended

The warm sunshine of the first day shines on the body, making people feel warm.

Thomas sat on a high rock, gazing out at the sea and sky. This time he was truly alone.

Thor can only come out at noon, so Thomas always comes early.

With the main force of the Knights relocating to Smyrna, the defenses of Rhodes Island were becoming increasingly vulnerable. Most of the outposts that had once monitored the surrounding waters had been withdrawn.

Because now the Knights are no longer afraid of Rhodes Island being attacked by any foreign enemies.

This is the benefit of a superior navy.

With so few men, landing would be pointless. With so many men... the Knights could simply cut off the enemy's retreat.

It directly became a situation of closing the door and beating the dog.

Unless there are special means to ensure that the castle can be captured,

As for small-scale infiltration...

There is no way to stop it. Whether there are outposts or not, it cannot be stopped.

After all, the technological level of that era was like that, there were no satellites or monitoring systems.

I have been here as the head of the group for three or four years. Although there have been some bumps along the way, I have finally made a name for myself here.

The Battle of Smyrna was, in fact, the catastrophe that Thomas had been waiting for.

From the day Thomas became the Grand Commander, he knew that the Crescent Moon Sword would eventually attack Rhodes Island.

The catastrophe happened in Rhodes Island, so if we fail, it will be all over.

Now that the catastrophe has occurred in Smyrna, it means there is one more life. If we fail... at least we still have the navy, so retreating, or evacuating the remaining troops, should not be a problem.

Of course, on the other hand, if the Battle of Smyrna had been won, the future of the Knights would have been bright.

It was not a question of simply holding Smyrna.

Rather, such a failure would have a devastating impact on the Sultanate of Rum, and it was even possible that the entire country would collapse.

Thomas remembered that in his previous life, the Sultanate of Rum seemed to have collapsed due to internal and external difficulties, which led to the rise of the Ottomans.

He knew little about this period of history. However, nomadic empires like these are known for their rapid rise and sudden fall. Imperial rule relied heavily on military prowess. Military victory determined the sultan's control over the country.

Even though the Knights Templar suffered a defeat, lost their Grand Master and suffered heavy losses, they were still able to function normally.

Thomas believed that the Sultanate of Rum could not do so.

If the Battle of Smyrna was lost, the Seljuks would be in great danger of splitting and disintegrating due to internal and external difficulties. Once they split and disintegrated, it would be a great opportunity for the Knights to expand.

It may not be possible to go deep inland for the time being, but it should be no problem to control an entire coastal territory.

The Anatolian Peninsula was also the most ideal territory for the expansion of the Knights because there were a large number of Christians living in this land.

Although ruled by the Crescent Moon Cult, the number of Christians is considerable.

Therefore, as long as the rulers of the Star-Moon Cult are driven away, the Knights can easily establish their rule!

Thomas was thinking about the future of the Knights with some excitement in his heart, and suddenly he was alert that noon was approaching.

He didn't waste any more time and entered the cave that served as his base.

The environment here is the same as last time.

It was only temporarily abandoned, but not destroyed.

There was a thick layer of dust on all kinds of furniture.

Thomas walked all the way to the position where he could communicate with Thor.

According to his understanding of time, it was still a little bit away from noon, the time when Thor would be active. He couldn't tell how many minutes it was, but it was definitely not the time yet.

But in fact, when he stepped in, Thor's voice instantly rang in his ears.

"Ah...young deity. What took you so long to leave?"

"Well, there are things I have to deal with. There's really no other way," Thomas admitted. "Does it feel like a long time to you too? I thought you'd been through so much time that you had no idea how long it would last."

It’s been about half a year... Compared to the time Thor spent here, it’s nothing worth mentioning, and I forget about it as soon as I nod.

"Ha, the opposite is true. The longer you exist, the more you cherish time." Thor laughed. "What were you doing?"

"Honestly, let's fight!" Thomas said. "The main force of the Knights has been transferred to Smyrna and is about to face a major battle with the Seljuks. It is said that the Seljuks have mobilized an army of 200,000."

"Ah, young god, you plan to fight?"

"Do I have a choice? Or do you have a way to make the Sultan withdraw his troops?"

"Of course I don't have that ability," Thor said with a smile. "But as a god... well, to be honest, joining the war is definitely not a wise choice."

"why?"

"Because the era of the God-King is over." Thor sighed.

"The Age of the God King?"

"God is king, and king is god," Thor said. "You've probably heard some ancient legends. In those legends, human kings weren't chosen through violence, fraud, or election among the human race. Instead, they were ruled by gods. A deity sent from among the gods ruled over humanity as monarch. Human obedience to the monarch was natural, unconditional. It was a beautiful time..."

"Have you experienced it?"

"Ha... Unfortunately not. That era ended forever while I was still able to move freely on earth."

“Why did it end?” Thomas asked.

"Because," Thor said, "this method is too disadvantageous for the gods."

"Living with humans and being treated as kings by them will corrupt the gods."

"Erosion?" Thomas was puzzled. He had been the Grand Commander for three or four years and hadn't noticed any changes.

"It will affect your progress on the path to godhood. The path to ascension isn't as simple as you think. It's fraught with countless taboos and dangers." Thor clearly didn't want to elaborate further on the subject. "What were we talking about last time? That's right, it's the gathering place of quasi-gods. Quasi-gods are constantly born in this world, and eventually, they all gather in one place..."

“Samarkand?” Thomas blurted out.

"So you already knew it." Thor was also a little surprised.

"Well, I was invited, I guess," Thomas said. "Someone, through the course of fate, found me."

"Ah, no wonder, that's normal," Thor said with a sigh. "While this method is reliable, the delay is uncontrollable."

"Thor, I have a question for you."

"what is the problem?"

Thomas closed his eyes, then opened them again, a translucent ripple in the air. He opened his domain.