Napleo stood up in a daze. He looked at his hands and the ghost he controlled.
He has always thought that he is different. After all, there is no one like him who is born with such a special talent. He always feels that he is incompatible with this world. He feels that the sun and the sky are so unreal, and everyone seems to be trapped.
Imprisoned.
He always felt like he was immersed in a long, long dream, waiting for the day he woke up.
"Am I the god in a bottle?"
Napleau guessed that the god contained in the bottle might be his former self.
"Am I immortal too?"
"It's like that legendary being who fell from the kingdom of God into the human world."
"I used to be a god, but due to certain circumstances, I lost my past and my power."
The images Napleo saw were all intermittent, but even so, he could see a lot of things from them.
He walked outside little by little, and he kept thinking about the pictures he recalled. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong with the world.
"Why?"
"Why is the sky different there than here?"
"where is that?"
He raised his head and looked at the starless sky.
Napulo seemed to see that there was a broader world outside this Royan world.
The secrets of this world seem to be bigger and more numerous than he imagined.
He hated this feeling, the feeling of being imprisoned and locked up. He wanted to explore the places he couldn't see and wanted to know more secrets about himself.
"What is going on in this world, where is the world in the picture, and what are those strange races?"
"Who is Briman and why does he know about the man in the bottle?"
"Who am I?"
"Why am I here?"
"Something must have happened, so I'm here, and I'm like this."
Napleau had countless doubts and wanted to seek answers, but everything was hidden in the fog. He couldn't see clearly and couldn't find them.
At this moment, his desire for power became even stronger.
"I want to become stronger, as strong as ever."
"I want to live forever, I want to become a myth, and I want to control my own destiny."
"Only by becoming strong can you break free from all shackles."
"Regain the freedom that belongs to God."
He looked up at the dark sky and the unique "Lonely Moon", but in his mind he recalled the power of the god in the bottle, and the unbridled pleasure of squandering power.
All living beings prostrate themselves at my feet, and I am the immortal God.
More importantly, Naplow gained two very important pieces of knowledge and inheritance from that memory.
"Divine Grace".
"Artificial Man and Immortal Form".
One is the secret technique to become an apostle, which comes from Lan En; the other is the secret technique to become a mythical tool, which comes from Anhofors.
From it, Napleo saw the hope of eternal life and becoming a god, and he also saw the path that he could take to recreate the God in the Bottle.
"Be unscrupulous and do whatever you want."
"This is who I am."
Napleau's eyes became wanton and no longer restrained, and a arrogant smile appeared on his face.
"Why am I so timid?"
"What fear and fear, that's not who I am at all."
"Morality is just a mortal thing, emotion is a manifestation of fragility, and strength is the only way to the end."
"Mortals will eventually die. It is their honor to be the fuel for my ascension to the gods."
"Napulo, you are... a god!"
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The three tribes of dwarves, mermaids and treants have been fighting more and more fiercely in the past ten years. It is common to hear that a country has been destroyed and a city has completely perished.
Everyone felt that this time was completely different from before.
Some rumors also gradually spread from high-level officials.
This time the war is a war of genocide. The winner will be able to monopolize the entire Luoyan world, and this will further drive everyone crazy.
The organization called the Temple by the dwarves has its headquarters in the Platinum Kingdom. They are also the core force of the dwarves in this race war and have been fighting against the Treeman Alliance and the Mermaid Kingdom.
There is no way to describe the tragedy of this war. Thousands of soldiers rushed to the battlefield in batches and died.
Cities have been reduced to seas of fire and swamps, and hell on earth is everywhere.
Kingdoms and tribes of different races have completely become jealous.
Within the temple headquarters.
"Da da da!"
A female warrior walked in tiredly, her boots tapping on the ground rhythmically, and her pace was very steady, which was also a symbol of a strong and mature warrior.
She wore a slightly oversized helmet on her head, which seemed a bit ill-fitting and incompatible with the armor she was wearing. It was obviously not a set.
There is only a very narrow long opening on the helmet, which just exposes a pair of pupils.
She walked into the corridor and just took off her helmet when she heard a voice.
"You just retreated from the battlefield in the Mermaid Kingdom, and you haven't healed your injuries yet, so you went to the Iron Kingdom again?"
The female warrior turned to look at a temple warrior: "Captain!"
The captain looked at her: "Did you find it?"
The female warrior shook her head and said nothing.
The captain was leaning under the pillar, but now he slowly walked over.
"The Iron Kingdom is now in complete chaos. A guy named Napleo has invaded the Iron Kingdom and calls himself the King of Hell."
"I heard people say that there may be something wrong with this man. He seems to have broken through the realm of immortality. That is a realm that I have never heard of a mortal reaching."
"I feel like a big problem is going to break out in the Iron Kingdom recently. It would be better for you to stop running there."
This world does not have the title of fourth level and apostle. In other words, it has become the realm of immortality. It does not sound like a standard level, but more like a legend passed down by word of mouth.
The captain looked at the female warrior, he knew what she did in the past.
"Are you still looking for that person?"
He sighed and scratched his hair.
"It's been so long, why don't you give up?"
The female warrior raised her head and said softly.
"Captain, I don't think he's dead yet."
The captain told her: "What do you think is the use? Besides, if he is dead, it will be in vain for you to look for him. It is not good that he is not dead, and there is no need for you to look for him. He is already alive and well somewhere and starting a new life."
He warned her seriously: "You can't go on like this, always being tied down and bound by the past."
The female warrior said: "Everyone is bound by something, because we are human beings."
The captain couldn't talk to her, so he could only say.
"I heard that King Chu is about to return."
"Even the Tree Ancestor and the Mother of Mermaids have appeared in the human world. This war is really completely different. I hope you will focus more on our race and kingdom in the future."
But after he finished speaking, the captain took out another piece of paper and handed it to the female warrior.
"This is a core member I found who once escaped from the Black Hell Legion. He happens to be in the Platinum Kingdom. This person may know something."
"I hope this is the last time."
"After so many years, you should learn to give up."
The female warrior didn't say anything, she just took the note.
And looking at the other person's appearance, even if he didn't find her this time, he still wouldn't give up.
Seeing her like this, the captain shook his head helplessly and walked away.
The female warrior took the note, hugged her helmet, and returned little by little to the house where she was resting.
In the small room, she lit an oil lamp, then placed the helmet and the note on the table, and there was also a book called "Breman's Poems" on the table.
She sat down tiredly on the chair.
The never-ending fighting and war made her feel extremely sleepy. She didn't know when this war would end, and whether the so-called defense of the ethnic group and country she was doing was of any use. After all, in this huge battle,
In the war, she was just an insignificant one.
She didn't know when she would die, in which corner of the war, or whether she would die magnificently and with value.
Rather than thinking about those grand things, she prefers to look at this collection of poems and recall those past events.
These little things can actually help her find some warmth and presence.
Looking at the candlelight, a strange hoarse voice seemed to ring in her ears again.
"Ah!"
I couldn't hear clearly what was being said, but I could feel the emotion.
Under the sunset.
A samurai carrying a black sword held a book of poems in his hand and recited sentences from the book.
A guy who was obviously a child was also wearing armor and following behind him.
He wore a ridiculous helmet and heavy armor, and his skirt and armor dragged on the ground, making him look like an iron can.
He walked up and made a clanking sound.
"Hahaha!"
Thinking of his funny appearance, she couldn't help but put her face in her hands and laugh when she was alone.
But he was smiling, but he couldn't help but cover his face and cry.
She remembered that night, the other person shouted at her, telling her to run quickly.
Then he turned back and rushed towards the increasingly noisy town.
And next.
It was true that no one caught up with her, allowing her to contact the Divine Punishment Team.
She didn't know what happened after she left, but she never saw the other person's shadow again.
these years.
The female warrior has been looking for the child who saved her. She will always remember the speechless guy and his funny appearance.
Every time she went out to fight, she was always thinking about it.
If that guy was still alive, where would he be?
What kind of person will he become?
Could it be that you have already gotten rid of the constraints and control, where can you get married and have children?
When she was fighting against alien races, was he one of the people she protected?
She is looking for the other person so persistently, but she doesn't necessarily need to find what the other person is doing, or even need to meet or talk to him again.
She just wanted to confirm that the other party was indeed alive and well.
That's enough.
Just after dawn, the sound of fighting came from a mysterious manor in the Platinum Kingdom.
"Ah!" A large number of people rushed towards one person and roared.
"Kill her." But everyone who rushed forward fell to the ground.
"No, she's from the temple." Someone saw the other party's dress and recognized her origins.
"It's the Divine Punishment Squad of the Temple." The Divine Punishment Squad of the Temple can be said to be the most terrifying existence for people in the dark world.
"She only has one person, so whatever she's afraid of, I'll do it for her." But sometimes, having more people doesn't necessarily help.
"Ah!" A scream came next.
The female warrior killed one person after another. What she was best at was fighting, especially killing evil criminals who used evil methods.
In the end, she defeated the opponent's leader.
The opponent's last knife cut across the female warrior's neck extremely dangerously, leaving a trail of blood, while the long knife in the female warrior's hand penetrated the opponent's chest.
She stood in the hall covered in blood and sweat, panting and taking off the helmet on her head.
Instead of looking at the wound on his neck, he glanced at the mark on the helmet and wiped it gently.
The remaining people were frightened and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.
Next, the female warrior finally found the guy who had escaped from the Black Hell Legion and asked him.
"You used to be a member of the Black Hell Legion?"
The man seemed stunned for a moment, and then finally found the name Black Prison Legion from his long memory.
He had almost forgotten, after all, more than ten years had passed.
Female warrior: "Do you remember that the former commander of your Black Hell Legion was a mute who couldn't speak."
"Tell me, did you see them later?"
The man shook his head: "Legion Commander? I don't know. I never saw him again after that day."
Regarding the other one, he thought for a long time: "Mute, who is the mute?"
Napleau couldn't speak, and he hadn't joined the legion for a long time. Basically no one knew his name.
But soon, he suddenly remembered something.
"I suddenly remembered, the mute, unable to speak, the one who has always been by Heidao's side, right?"
"I've heard Black Knife mention his name before."
"The mute was always with him. I heard him call his name."
"What's his name..."
Finally, he shouted loudly.
"Napulo."
"Yes, that should be the name.
Black knife, dumb.
As soon as I heard it, I knew that there was absolutely nothing wrong with it this time.
But when the female warrior in front of her heard this name, she was suddenly stunned.
"Napulo?"
"King of Hell—Napulo?"
The female warrior felt like she was struck by lightning. She knew the name and could even say that the other party was the most popular and evil new evildoer in recent years.
He had fought against the temple many times and was wanted by the temple. He had repeatedly escaped and even been killed by the strong men of the temple. He was a real big shot in the temple.
She seemed to have heard an ending that was most unbelievable to her, and she said it very painfully and unwilling to believe it.
"No, how could this happen?"
"It should just be the same name!"
The female warrior returned to the temple in despair, and saw the captain in the corridor again.
"I found him. They said his name was Napleau."
At this time, the captain seemed to be thinking about something, and he raised his head after hearing her words.
However, he did not react. The female warrior said that the name Napulo meant that the person she had been looking for was named Napulo. Instead, she thought that she had also heard the news she had just received.
"Did you also get the news from above?"
"Napulo, the king of hell, is now the first evil criminal wanted by the temple. He established an evil sect and even claimed to be a god."
"This has touched the bottom line of the temple. This time the temple has decided to completely eradicate this guy and his legion of hell."
"The big shots in the temple and all the elites have been summoned."
"I was also called over. This time you should rest at home and stop running around."
The captain seemed a little excited when he said this.
"I heard that the immortals will also appear at the scene. Maybe I can see them too."
The female warrior suddenly raised her head and said, "I want to go too."
The captain was stunned for a moment: "You want to go too, that's okay. After all, you are also an elite member of the God's Punishment Team?"
"but."
"The King of Hell, Napulo, has broken through the realm of immortality. How many people will die this time?"
The female warrior was very serious and said categorically.
"I must go!"
——
The capital of the Iron Kingdom.
In the royal city here, a temple to an alien god was built blatantly.
The temple looks dark and simple, with the entire body made of gray-white stone, and the statues everywhere almost look ethereal and insubstantial, looking like ghosts floating in the air.
The pictures, inscriptions, and stone carvings in every corner are almost all related to death, eternal life, and reincarnation.
It seems to represent certain characteristics of this god.
At this moment, thousands of people walked through the streets and gathered outside the temple.
After walking for a while, they would stop and pray.
"King of Hell."
"King of Hell!"
"King of Hell!"
They chanted the name of the King of Hell, as if this was the new god.
Finally, these people came to the square in front of the temple and blocked the entire square and the surrounding passages.
When this happened, none of the kings, nobles, or soldiers of the kingdom stepped forward to stop it.
Because, they are also among the crowd at this moment.
The king was standing at the foot of the temple, leading all his subjects to kneel down outside the temple.
His eyes were red, his gray beard trembled and he screamed.
"O citizens of the Iron Kingdom!"
"Let us pray to God to grant us eternal life and immortality."
At a time when various countries and races are fighting each other, the world of the Iron Kingdom has completely changed.
The statues of gods stand tall in the temple.
It was a mysterious god wearing a black robe.
In the years since he obtained "Divine Grace" and "Immortal Form and Artificial Man", Napleo has not only secretly reached the apostle realm through divine grace, but has also begun to prepare to attack a higher realm.
He has made all preparations, established his own faith and sect in the world, and spread his divine name everywhere.
Although it is difficult for the words of wisdom to be emitted through the body structure of other people, it can have the same effect as long as some special methods are used.
Now, everything is almost ready.
He is preparing to create his own artifact embryo and eventually build his own divine kingdom.
He had already thought of a name, it was called Hell.
Standing in his temple, Napleo looked at the scene outside, feeling extremely proud and excited at the same time.
"hell."
"I am the god who controls hell, and I want to lock everyone in my prison."
"In this way, I am the master of everyone."
Napulo turned his head and looked at his subordinates who were kneeling on the ground and looking at him in admiration and fear.
No, you can say you are a believer now.
"Are you ready?"
They immediately kowtowed at the same time and spoke in unison.
"God, it's ready."
At this moment, everything is ready.
The Iron Kingdom is the altar, the name of the god is the hub that communicates with all believers, and everyone is the base of the ritual.
Just tonight, he will open the door to the dream world.
Ordinary people, even apostles who have been reincarnated many times, cannot achieve this step.
But he is different.
He did not become a god, but regained the power he once had as a god.
He already possesses the name of God and the authority of God. As long as he draws enough power from the dream world, he will become a true myth.
Napleau let out his trademark laugh, unscrupulous and extremely arrogant.
"Today, I will open the door to the dream world."
"Build the prototype of the Kingdom of God."
Napleo stood under the statue and released his power.
A huge shadow appeared above the temple and shrouded the entire city.
at the same time.
But a sound penetrated the temple and spread outside.
The echo, like the voice of the gods, floated over the entire capital city of the Iron Kingdom.
"mortal."
"As long as you give everything you have to me, you will all become a part of me."
"Everyone."
"Everyone who believes in me will obtain a perfect form that transcends this body."
"I will give you the power of eternal life and transcend this world with me."
"You will no longer suffer, you will no longer feel hungry, and you will no longer be hurt."
"You can escape from this chaotic and troubled world and enter the Kingdom of God with me to enjoy eternity."
In a sense, he can indeed give people eternal life and immortality.
It can also make people free from pain, hunger and injury, and escape from this chaotic world.
It's just that this result is not necessarily exactly what most people imagine.
But at this moment.
His words were indeed very tempting.
Especially at this time of continuous war and civil strife, ordinary people are suffering and in need of salvation and faith.
The appearance of the King of Hell seemed to give everyone a huge outlet.
When Napulo transformed into a huge shadow and launched an inflammatory declaration like a cult leader, he immediately saw that all the believers in the city went crazy, and they crowded towards the temple crazily.
At the same time, each dwarf shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Forever."
"Forever."
"God, please take us out of this world and out of pain!"
"Take me away, I want to enter your kingdom, please take me away!"