ceremony...

Let the three gods recognize Tianyang as a god.

Tianyang can become Chiyi for a short time.

How incredible this is.

No matter Tianyang himself or Gao Xinghu.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

But then they realized that this was almost impossible to achieve.

As if reading their thoughts, the recorder nodded: "This is difficult to achieve."

"I can be part of the ceremony, I can acknowledge you."

"But two more gods are needed to complete this ritual, and this requires the gods to be spontaneous and voluntary."

"No threats, coercion, inducements or transactions."

"They need to be willing to admit that you are a god from the bottom of their hearts before they can do it."

Tianyang smiled bitterly: "This is almost..."

Suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and asked: "Recorder, the god we need here."

"Does it have to be a higher god?"

The recorder shook his head: "No need, as long as it is a god, even a lower god..."

"Wait, can you find two lower gods?"

Tianyang said: "There is one beside me, and I believe she should be willing to admit it."

"But the other one, I'm not very sure about."

The other refers to the ‘god of dreams’.

The gods I met in the ‘Star City’ that day.

"What happened to the other one?" asked the recorder.

Tianyang said: "The other one, he is in another world, not in reality, not in another world in the opposite world."

"Moreover, His 'essence' split into two parts, creating two Him."

The recorder fell silent for a moment: "I probably know what's going on."

"no."

"If the 'essence' has been split, then He can no longer be called a god."

"This situation can be regarded as self-degradation, splitting from the original lower god into two angels."

"Unless the two can be reunited as one, the blessing of this existence will have no effect."

Tianyang sighed: "Really? It really doesn't work."

"However, in this case, there is only one god missing, so maybe there is not no chance at all."

Gao Xinghu said: "Recorder, I don't know what preparations we need to make."

The recorder nodded, pointed at Tianyang and said: "You need to write a legend for him, create a mythical color, spread it widely, and make people believe that such a god exists."

"In addition, you need to erect nine statues on three continents, and they must be carved in his image."

"It can be exaggerated or mythologized, but the prototype must be him."

"The image must be him."

"People can think of him when they see it."

"After his legend, his statue, and his existence made people believe."

"Then the ceremony of 'becoming a god' can be held."

"Your church should be very good at this kind of work, so I say it's not difficult for you."

"The difficulty still lies in the blessing of the gods. You need to find another god who wishes to bless you before the ceremony is held."

"That way you can become a god and a myth."

"That's probably all I can do to help you."

"I will contact you again when you are ready."

After saying that, the recorder's figure disappeared from the screen.

In the desolate wilderness.

The wind howled.

The recorder put down the electronic board and poured himself a cup of tea.

At this time, some words appeared on the electronic board: Great recorder, you are really worried about these humans.

The old man took a breath, took a sip of the liquid in the cup, and said with two tuts: "I can't help it, Kshatika has swallowed Olga Bey now, and my situation is getting more and more dangerous."

"Then what should I do? I have no choice but to help humans."

"However, while I am helping them, they are also giving back to me."

"So after all, it's not a loss."

A new text suddenly appeared on the electronic board: "Can they still give back to you?"

"Can."

The old man smiled and said: "This is a 'god-becoming' ceremony. Although you only become a god temporarily, not everyone knows this secret knowledge."

"Now I pass this knowledge on to them."

"If they can complete this ritual, then the process itself will allow my 'knowledge' to take root in this universe."

"It will help me recover faster and get back to my peak!"

.........

Western Continent.

In a certain mountain range, the roar of explosions kept ringing.

In an instant, a mountain peak collapsed completely.

At the foot of the mountain.

In the thick smoke, a figure broke through the dust and smoke and slid hundreds of meters on the ground.

Lift your head.

A fireball dyed in dark green was ejected from its mouth.

It shot into dust and smoke.

Suddenly, a black light streaked vertically through the dust smoke.

The dust and smoke suddenly spread to the left and right.

The dark green fireball was also cut open in the middle and exploded into two balls of green flames.

In the middle of the two green fires, a girl dragging a sickle walked step by step and walked out of the smoke.

in front of her.

The boy who had just sprayed the fireball stood up.

The scales on his body have fallen off, been burned, or frozen.

The black hair that was originally shoulder length has now turned into short, uneven, messy hair.

Only two golden eyes remained fierce.

"I'm not convinced..."

The young man roared: "You are all mine, how can you betray me!"

Xitong raised the black scythe little by little: "This is not betrayal, this is an 'infinite' choice."

"It chooses to be life, to be me."

"And I don't want to be absorbed by you."

"Then there's only one option left."

"The only option."

Behind the young man covered in snake scales, a black aura emerged, and a sickle struck down.

The young man barely managed to dodge, but one of his arms was cut off by the sickle.

He turned around and roared, and the scales on his body shot out, and he was hit by the second Xi Tong who came out of the black aura.

Easily rotate the sickle and block them all.
To be continued...