Demon Sage

Listening to the sound of rain is said to help sleep.

But that’s under the premise of being indoors, and Donald’s entire group doesn’t plan to sleep in the open in the rain, because that means that Donald will have to sleep all night to ensure the operation of the demon’s power.

Fortunately, they were only in Delchimo around 8 o’clock in the first half of the night.

“Delchimo is a religious area, remember to restrain yourself later, don’t expose it, the heathen can’t eat here.”

Donald had already dispersed outside the city With the power of the demon, let the rain slap on the roof of the carriage, and then fall along the edges of the four corners, forming rain lines.

He was the only one in their entire group who had lived in a religious area, so he naturally had to remind him of some things.

As soon as he entered the city, the first thing Donald saw was about half a fist-sized sun-shaped sculpture on the street lamp on the long street and one side hanging on the railing of the street lamp, even in this dark winter night In the rain, the flag still glowed faintly, embroidered with a sunrise scene embellished with colorful gems.

“This emblem….if I remember correctly, it should be the religious emblem of the God of Dawn, and the books say that many parts of its teachings mention altruism and Selfless dedication, it shouldn’t be any trouble, find a hotel to rest for a night, go to the market tomorrow morning and sell the carriage first… but it’s a hassle, can we put the carriage on the train?”

They have to take the train from Delchimo to Corta, and the carriage that takes them all the way becomes a problem.

“When the time comes, you can ask, maybe the train here can carry carriage…Donald, don’t you think there are too many pedestrians this rainy night?”

Relying on the light from the lamp at the front of the carriage, I could see a few people in raincoats sheltering from the rain under a fruit stand, as if they were still haggling with the boss in the store, Some people ignored the dampness and cold on the ground and sat at the door of a bakery, staring at the fluffy bread in the window.

“Maybe it’s a homeless man. This kind of weather can be more difficult than snow, and it’s normal to go out to find a place to shelter from the rain.”

Donald has seen many similar things in Demingham. People, usually live in some dilapidated houses on the street, when the wind and rain can’t stay in the house, they come out and spend a few pennies to buy the cheapest snack in the cafe, and then sit until When the wind and rain stopped, I went back.

I ignored these people and looked for hotels along the street, hoping to rest as soon as possible. However, I asked three or five hotels, and they were either full or there were not enough rooms, which was a bit strange.

“What do you mean, we’ve passed two blocks, and counting you, it’s already the sixth hotel, and it’s full again. Are you going to hold a winter festival recently or are there any in town? What is the most important thing, or is it just trying to bully us outsiders?”

Rao is a good-natured Anthony at this time, but also a little angry at this time, whoever runs around like this in the rain, his mood will change Difference.

“It’s because there are too many guests recently, you may not know that there is a band of robbers between Delchimo and Corta, and they loot the village as a Heavenly Tribulation. If they are targeted, Men will have their heads beheaded, their bodies will be hung upside down on trees and left to be eaten by birds and beasts. Women will be even worse. After being defiled, they will be stripped naked, cut a few bloody openings and thrown in the wild, as you know. In this weather, there are wolves everywhere on wasteland, the fate of these women… So now people between the two cities are starting to flee to the surrounding cities.”

When the boss of the hotel spoke, he looked around with trembling with fear, and he didn’t know whether he was worried that the robbers rushed to the door and cut him down, or that those who escaped could hear him asking for trouble.

“Where is the most expensive hotel in the city?”

Donald asked after listening to the explanation from the hotel boss for a while.

Since there are a lot of refugees, there is no need to think about other hotels. It is estimated that they are already full, so Donald does not ask which one is better, but directly asks which one is the most expensive.

Since they are fleeing, they can’t all be rich, can they?

Donald’s choice turned out to be the right one, and the most expensive hotel in Delchimo is now nearly half empty.

The carriage was parked in the stable, and Donald put a warning array on the carriage before leaving, after all, there were two big chests of treasure on it.

It is still the same room distribution as the previous stay in Beiruye City. Lilo and Julia share a room, and the other three are in a zigzag shape to protect the two of them in the middle.

After taking a brief shower, Donald didn’t rush to sleep, but pulled out his chair and sat in front of the fireplace, along with a small low table next to it, with a piece of the God of Morning Light on it. The emblem was placed on the desk on the other side by him, and a plate of dried fruit biscuits was placed instead.

As was customary, he was looking at spell scrolls or inscription notes for a while, but tonight he’s not holding any of these two distinct things, but one from Claremont. The old book in the hand.

Although the books are old, they are not broken, and are even extremely well preserved.

I rubbed the paper with my fingers, and I can feel the tenacious texture with no difficulty. It doesn’t look like it’s made of paper pulp, but like some other material. , the edge is just hooked with some white buckles, it is not scattered, but the pimples when reading are a little bad.

There is not much content recorded on each page, some are only a few dozen words, and some are only a picture or an array, but not much content does not mean Despite its thinness, in fact, Donald barely understood more than half of these twenty pages.

There is no other reason. What is recorded in this book is the source of Claremont’s magical power——the acquisition and use of Power of Faith!

The first time I saw this book in the village church, when Claremont talked about what it recorded, Donald subconsciously responded with sneer, and more of a sense of absurdity in his mind.

Yes, Donald doesn’t believe Claremont has this thing in his hands.

Power of Faith, this is the most rooted power of the gods, a mortal, to acquire and use?

In any case, it’s a bit too exaggerated, so that it adds a false sense.

Claremont once said that he saw a man standing on top of a giant tree man in a mountain forest somewhere, and then he went to kneel and worship…

This It’s fake, it’s just a lie he made up now.

But it wasn’t all lies in that story, at least the giant tree man, Claremont did see it.

It’s just that it’s not a giant tree man who climbs mountains and mountains. In fact, if there is such a big guy, normal people see it, let alone kneeling and bowing. Whether or not his legs and feet can be obeyed is another argument. .

What he really saw was the corpse of a giant tree man in the cave.

He found the book on the stone platform beside the corpse.

To prove that he was telling the truth, Claremont even gave Donald a description of where he found the giant Treant cave and some details of the environment inside and outside the cave.

Donald thought about it in his heart, and those things are absolutely impossible to make up.

Since then, he has really started to pay attention to this ancient book, and he has been studying it almost all the way after getting it.

“What kind of existence are the gods in the starry sky?”

“What is the difference between a demigod and a god?”

“Why? I feel the reverence of the forest for me, I can control the forest, but I still can’t become a god?”

These are the three words written in very dark brown on the first page of this ancient book. A question that seems to be asking itself, but leaves everyone who sees it with the same doubts.

Donald first saw the word “demi-god”…

During the Cultivation in Demingham the other day, Donald asked early After Delia, how is the complete hierarchy of the heretics divided?

In fact, at Preston, Kann Antoine told Donald almost everything.

After the four stages of alien, power, awakening, and domination, it is the Peak of all creatures – demigods!

The so-called demigods, the simplest description:

Under the gods, above all things!

And since the person who wrote this ancient book dared to write these three questions, it naturally means that he is already a demigod, otherwise, how could he have the intention to think about this kind of question .

It’s like the ants never worry about the gap between themselves and the elephant, because they simply can’t understand the existence of the elephant.

Anyway, an ancient book, probably written by a demigod, is invaluable!

Donald naturally cherishes it very much, and read it word by word when he was reading it, for fear of missing some key information.

The first few pages of the ancient book are all thoughts and ideas on these three issues. The content is extremely obscure, but it is not that I cannot understand the words. In fact, the text inside is the official text of Ryan Empire, just because It is too colloquial and scattered, and some places cannot even be connected into sentences. It is more like the integration of some thinking nodes that someone has written down with the changes in his mind when thinking.

For example, in one of the paragraphs, the previous sentence is still:

“It’s really troublesome, can’t we set up a ring, Lao Tzu’s domain is plants and life, then let the gods in the same domain follow him. I have a fight, if I lose I will die… Anyway, I have lived enough.”

The next sentence becomes:

“I My body can’t accept Power of Faith, and my soul also has dirt, not pure enough? How can it be pure if it is a creature of Human World?”

But as Donald flipped through the pages, he soon discovered that this The content of the subsequent records in this book is obviously fragmented, and it should be added slowly by the person who wrote the book over a long period of time.

“The external item carries the Power of Faith, and then there is a special array to convert this energy into a force that can be controlled by me. This is the only feasible solution, but what can carry and collect Power What about of Faith? And what kind of array can transform Power of Faith?”

This is the text that appeared in the middle of ancient books, and the subsequent pages are almost all the results of various attempts and pairings record of.

On the front of the penultimate page, the array of transformed energy mentioned in the ancient book finally appeared on the paper.

Use the Divine Idol to accept the prayers and prayers of believers, and then use the array to use this energy for his own use. This difficulty was successfully overcome by him!

Claremont relied on it to have the idea of becoming a god.

Speaking from a certain perspective is half the battle.

But Donald also turned to the last page and saw the passage recorded in the center of the page.

“Although the experiment has been initially successful, this method is only a shortcut. It allows me to control the Divine Force, but it cannot allow me to truly own the Divine Force. After all, it is just an external illusory thing. To become an eternal existence, you must break some kind of shackles, but I don’t have enough time…”

The text stopped here, Zhu Jue sat sideways by the fireplace, looking at Among them, the beeping firewood pile raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, hoping to relieve some fatigue.

Becoming eternal, this is what all life longs for, and Donald is naturally very tempted, but it is not so easy to do this step.

On the basis of the conditions described in the ancient books, it is useless to have a Divine Idol and an array. There must be believers. Then I look back and think about Claremont. After so many years of hard work, finally It was easy to gain hundreds of followers, and overnight, he became his enemy, and he also changed from a highly respected Great Sage to a haggard old man.

Leaning back in the chair a little tired, Donald narrowed his eyes slightly to relax.

The next second, a pair of hands put on his shoulders from behind him and kneaded slowly.

“When did you come?”

Donald came back to his senses when he realized that it was Stephanie.

“It’s been half an hour since I’ve been here. I wanted to call you, but you’re so absorbed in reading, and I’m sorry to bother you again… Well, I’m here to bring you fruit Platter, I know you like peaches and apples, but you’re too lazy to peel them, so I’ve cut them for you.”

Put a piece of peach meat with a fork and put it to Donald’s mouth. The man opened his mouth and swallowed. The frowns had been relaxed before, and Stephanie breathed a sigh of relief, quietly wiped the sweat from her face, and then asked,

“What’s this writing?”

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“Writing… it’s the way to get Claremont’s ability, it’s a little special, so I just read it for a while.”

Donald didn’t say this in the end. It’s an ancient book of demigods. The less people know about this thing, the better. It’s not that I don’t trust Stephanie, it’s just that I’m worried about causing trouble to her.

“You rest, I’ll go back first, and remember to rinse your mouth after eating, otherwise the pulp will get stuck between your teeth and it will be uncomfortable.”

clapped, Stephanie hit Yawn, she’s actually tired too.

“Don’t go back, just sleep here tonight.”

“Huh?”

Donald’s sudden remark made Stephanie direct Stuck in place, does this count as… an invitation?

“But I’m not ready.”

After a bumpy day on the carriage, she’s tired and pale now and wants to sleep…she thinks Show your best self to Donald.

“What preparations do I need for sleep…oh~you…don’t worry, I’m tired too, just sleep and do nothing else.”

Donald pinched Stephanie’s nose, helplessly said with a smile.

In the end, Stephanie still didn’t kiss Donald, and the two slept in the same bed.

Donald really didn’t plan to do anything, reading that ancient book consumed him too much energy, plus he had been consuming spirit strength to maintain the shield on the way, and he hugged him within a few minutes as soon as his head touched the pillow. Stephanie fell asleep.

When the slight snoring sounded beside her, Stephanie turned around and looked at the handsome face that was faintly discernible in the firelight.

She didn’t tell Donald that the Donald she saw sitting by the fireplace when she came in was very different from the usual him.

In a trance, the Skeleton Sovereign crown with the black robe and the dark golden appeared on his body again.

I want to bow down when I see it…