The Final Story of Miss Weird

As power poured in, the religious man felt as if his entire body was being stretched to bursting with heat. The full power was still expanding, and from the pleasure of controlling the power, a trace of unconcealable fear could not help but emerge.

Wait, that's enough, right?

So much power... maybe even more than that of the educator?

Why, it's still going on...

The promotion ceremony was still going on, with no sign of stopping. The religious man suddenly realized that if it continued like this, he would most likely explode from the overwhelming force.

"Now I seem to be able to use the power of "Traveler", so my promotion should be completed, right?"

The fear of death suddenly overtook him at this moment, and the religious man instinctively thought of escaping, which was his usual practice.

but...

Can't move.

No matter what, I can't move.

At this moment, the religious man lowered his head as if possessed by a ghost. His pupils shrank sharply and his scalp became numb uncontrollably.

"This is..."

The mystical patterns of the ascension ritual appeared on his body and continued to spread.

It was these lines that brought him the power of "Traveler", and also completely trapped him in the ascension ceremony.

"Master Educator, it's out of control! The promotion ceremony seems to have gone out of control!" While his mouth was still able to move, the religious man shouted loudly, "Hurry up and save me, Master Educator, I have already mastered the power, and now I am also a pioneer leader!"

The educator paused when he heard the sound, then slowly turned around and looked at the promotion ceremony. The brutality and madness in his expression gradually subsided, and he seemed to have returned to being the old scholar with a young body but a weathered expression.

The educator looked at the religious man calmly, but he was not looking at the religious man. His real gaze was on the mystical patterns on the religious man's body.

This situation means that the promotion ceremony has been completed.

Even though the body of a religious figure is in danger, he may be destroyed at any time by excessively powerful power.

But it doesn't matter now. Even if he dies, his body still retains the power of "Traveler" of "Messenger of Fate".

...which is the power possessed by philosophers.

This is the philosopher's ascension ceremony, his path to godhood.

The religious figure is just a part of the promotion ceremony, not even a sacrifice. His qualifications are not enough to be a dedicated existence in such a great ceremony. He can only be regarded as a container, a bottle that can barely hold the "traveler".

"Finally, it worked." A smile appeared on the educator's face. He turned his head to look at the ghostly silver-haired girl not far away and said proudly, "Sir White Witch, unfortunately, I won the final victory."

"...Is this considered a success?"

The religious man was slightly stunned. It seemed that he only had the power but could not even move, let alone use this power. How could this be considered a success?

But now, the religious man was completely unable to speak. The mystical patterns blocked his entire body, completely solidifying him into a part of the promotion ceremony.

But the religious man still had a glimmer of hope in his heart. This was just a mistake. The educator must have been too busy fighting the "White Witch" to notice it. When the "White Witch" was defeated, he would definitely come back to save him.

After all, I am the fourth leader of the "Pioneers"!

But then, the educator's words completely destroyed all the remaining hopes of the religious man.

"Mr. White Witch, please witness... the promotion of the philosopher." The blood shadow gradually dissipated, and the educator politely gave Luo Ling a gentleman's salute, but a bit of fanaticism emerged in his eyes that could not be concealed, "The road to becoming a god for mankind has begun."

This sentence completely destroyed the religious man's belief. He finally realized that to the pioneer leaders, he was just a tool and he was not the one to be promoted from the beginning to the end.

After the collapse of faith, in the surging and violent power of authority, the fragile consciousness of the religious figure instantly dissipated and turned into a living dead.

——Although the body is still alive, the spirit is completely dead.

But what does this matter to educators?

The ladder to godhood has begun, and the advent of the new world is only a matter of time. All obstacles that stand in the way of humanity's march toward the new world, including the "White Witch," will inevitably be cleared.

...is that really the case?

"Did you really win?" The silver-white ghost girl tilted her head slightly, with a hint of doubt in her expression. She raised her hand and pointed at the living body of the religious man, "But he's already dead."

"It's just a stepping stone to becoming a god. Your Excellency the White Witch, aren't there more humans who have died at your hands?" The educator was quite puzzled by Luo Ling's words, but he just smiled disdainfully.

"I mean, if he dies, I'll eat him."

A soft, ethereal, and beautiful smile slowly blossomed on the girl's face, enough to give up everything in the world, but with a chill that penetrated deep into her bones.

"Originally, it was a bit troublesome to take over, but now it's much easier."

"what!"

The educator's heart trembled, and when he turned around, he saw the scene he least wanted to see.

On the body of the religious man, white Ganoderma lucidum bloomed one after another. Even his eyes opened again at this moment, but they were full of scattered mycelium.

——"Complete control" has been established at this moment.

If the religious man's consciousness was always awake, even if he, who possessed the power of "Traveler", could not come out, it would be very difficult for Luo Ling to "completely control" him. At most, he could only slow down his movements.

But the religious people did not participate in the battle, so it would be meaningless even if they could control the movements.

After all, the stone ball sacrificial vessel can only provide Luo Ling with a way to secretly invade the promotion ceremony. In fact, this sacrificial vessel is just a protection program. The real core is still the body of the religious figure as a container of power.

It was not until the religious figure was angered to death by the educator... or almost angered to death, that Luo Ling was finally able to get to the core of the promotion ceremony.

This moment is the most important moment of the promotion ceremony.

But... Luo Ling's restless little hand had already reached in, wanting to take off the "Pioneer", a result that he had spent countless costs and carefully planned for who knows how long before getting.

How could educators accept this situation?

"Philosopher, ascend to godhood immediately!"

The educator raised his head and yelled anxiously, and then the blood shadow, which had already dimmed a lot, suddenly became more violent.

At this moment where no mistakes could be made, the educator had no choice but to continue using his third ability, "Blood Sacrifice Demon", to attack Luo Ling's body directly in an attempt to interrupt her "complete domination".

At the same time, the promotion ceremony burst into an unprecedented light, and the shadow of an old man with a wooden expression appeared at the real promotion node of the promotion ceremony. The boundary that was forcibly stabilized by the philosopher began to become turbulent again, and the collapse could continue at any time.

"Absolutely, no room for error..."

Even if the "Company" wins, the "White Witch" must not be promoted. This is the most terrifying and terrible ending, the real nightmare of mankind.

As soon as he thought of this, the educator immediately burst out with a speed dozens of times faster than before, and appeared above Luo Ling almost instantly. The sea of ​​blood surged, and was about to kill her at this moment.

The next moment, a pair of black eyes with red pupils suddenly appeared in his field of vision, accompanied by a voice that was completely different from that of the "White Witch", but equally tender and crisp, with a tone of indignation.

"Big bad guy, watch out!"

Chapter 10: Killing Education (k)

The fire in the fireplace gradually dimmed, and the usually warm cabin became a little colder. Even the old man couldn't help but put his hands in his arms and sit on the bench with his back hunched.

He stared at the misty fireworks until he saw something, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Brother, you seem to be losing."

After the words fell, there was no response for a long time.

The old man looked up at the philosopher curled up on the sofa and saw that his brother's cloudy eyes had completely lost their spirit and even his body had become stiff.

Shocking corpse spots were all over the philosopher's body. Even the arm placed in front of him had almost become a dry bone wrapped in skin. All the breath of life could not be found in this body.

In silence, this empty shell of humanity has completely fallen into eternal "death".

Next, it’s either becoming a god or being destroyed.

"Brother, have you already embarked on the path to becoming a god regardless of everything?"

There seemed to be a glimmer of light in the old man's weathered eyes, and all kinds of memories of the past flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope, until the moment when the brothers reunited, but had completely gone astray.

He let out a long sigh, stood up tremblingly, stretched out his equally skinny hand, and gently closed his brother's eyelids.

Then, the philosopher inadvertently saw from the corner of his eye that there seemed to be some photos pasted on the wall behind him.

He walked over and scanned them one by one, his eyes slightly downcast.

"Me, my brother, a historian, an educator, a boy, a woman, and... the White Witch?"

Among them, the "White Witch" was listed in the third row, and the old man, woman, teenager, educator, and philosopher were all in the second row.

Only in the first row was there a dark figure.

...historian.

“Why is it ranked like this?”

Is it strength? Or influence?

But no matter which one it is, it seems...not quite right.

Some doubts arose in the old man's heart.

Now he knows that the woman is the historian, and he also knows that the historian has chosen the "Company" and completely abandoned the "Path to God" of the "Pioneer".

Many thoughts flashed through the old man's mind, but he soon gave up thinking.

Because it makes no sense.

Even if the philosopher made such a ranking and did have his own ideas, it doesn't matter.

No matter why philosophers give such a weird ranking, it doesn’t affect anything. The most important thing at this moment is to achieve the final victory.

The philosopher reached out and took down the historian's photo, but suddenly there was a violent turbulence around him like an earthquake.

The entire cabin was collapsing and decomposing, and the scenery outside was gradually dissipating, all blending into "nothingness".

Obviously, this special spatial boundary is gradually decomposing and returning to the world with the death of the philosopher.

This situation made all the efforts the old man had just made in the cabin basically in vain. He had been trying to escape from the boundaries of this special space. As long as he could return to the real world, the "company" would have a better chance of winning.

"Fortunately, historians finally stood on the side of justice."

The old man's mouth curled up slightly, and the photo in his hand, the walls of the cabin, and even the entire space, all turned into annihilation.

The present Victoria was calling him. He only needed to close his eyes and open them again to stand on the land of Victoria.

"Should we first deal with the White Witch and my brother's journey to godhood? No, this battlefield is important, but not particularly important."

"I have already stopped the Pioneers' conspiracy once in the past, but it still came to this point today. This shows that passive prevention alone cannot completely end it all."

"More importantly, do something while this battle absorbs all the attention of the Pioneers and Victoria's boundaries are temporarily locked."

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that allows him to give his all without having to worry about any unexpected situations.

The old man had already made up his mind about how to use this opportunity.

A plan that always failed due to various concerns and reasons.

A road to godhood that the "Company" has prepared countless times.

A time for him to ascend to godhood.

——Start immediately.

The most promising moment for this plan is now.

"I'm sorry, brother. I was the one who won the final victory..."

The old man took a step forward, and the boundary of the special space completely fell into "nothingness". The beautiful and colorful scenery around him flickered, and he returned to the drowsy and foggy Victoria.

He raised his head slightly, looked at the vague inspiration fluctuations in the distance, squinted his eyes,

"It's time to put an end to everything that shouldn't have happened."

........

At the promotion ceremony.

When a pair of black eyes with red pupils slowly opened in the educator's sight, an unprecedented feeling of fear surged in his heart, making him completely dominated by this unknown fear at this moment. In an instant, the only thought left in his mind was to escape at all costs.

But this panic-stricken thought only lasted a short moment in the educator's mind, and he quickly suppressed it, but it still had a great impact on him.

The educator had prepared meticulously, even overdrawing his abilities, and had to let his will endure even more pain before he could finally come up with the ultimate move against the "White Witch", but it was easily resolved by this strange and terrifying eye.

"who!"

The brutal and bloody intent had already filled the educator's mind. Just uttering a word seemed to carry endless and terrifying murderous intent.

At this moment, he was almost the same as the "Blood Lord" Count Dracula who was recorded as drowning the entire country in a sea of ​​blood.