"The God of Light is dead, but darkness remains forever."
The cathedral was empty.
The man in black cloak is talking to the Pope.
No one here knows who the man in the black cloak is, but he is everywhere.
"Can you still use the power of darkness?" the Pope asked doubtfully.
"Yes, the light is only temporary, the sun will be extinguished, and the stars will explode, but the darkness is permanent." The man in the black cloak smiled.
The Pope was silent.
The God of Light is gone, and the divine power of light is also decreasing day by day.
Huge consumption every day, but no growth.
Although he still relied on his previous accumulation of divine power to maintain the dignity and dignity of the church, his heart was already riddled with holes and he had lost support.
The aloof Pope's spiritual strength at this time is not as strong as that of a homeless man.
"I don't believe it, unless you can prove to me that the power of darkness can still grow." He stared into the eyes of the man in black cloak.
"What's the problem? As long as you pray to the darkness, it will give you feedback."
The Pope was thoughtful, then lowered his head, facing the shadow in the corner of the cathedral, and prayed.
At first, there was no movement.
I don't know how much time passed, but his skin began to bulge, and black lines appeared on his body, first the most secret armpits, then his chest, and finally his face.
"Ah! I don't want to be so ugly!" the Pope shouted.
The black color fades away and is hidden in the muscles, under the skin, in the blood vessels...
"Have you felt it? That power is stronger and more lasting than light. As long as there is darkness, it will continue to flow." The man in the black cloak smiled.
The Pope nodded, then shook his head: "It's too ugly."
"When everyone is like this, the ugliest is also the most beautiful." The man in the black cloak hinted.
"Okay, can you tell me, who are you?" The Pope felt the dark power in his body again and asked.
"I don't have a name, I'm just the agent of darkness." The man in the black cloak said, slipped into the shadow at his feet and disappeared.
He was so damn good at pretending, the Pope pressed his chest and cursed secretly.
What should I do next?
By the way, if God is gone, let me become God myself.
The Pope began to hold new sacrifices and claimed to have received a new oracle: God is like a parent. In order to allow the world to grow, he has chosen to fall asleep. Before falling asleep, he transforms all power into the power of tranquility, leaving it to people to dig and use on their own.
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Darkness is associated with evil as soon as it is heard. If it is changed to the power of tranquility, the name will sound much better.
People couldn't wait to believe the pope's idea.
The power of light is lost, replaced by the power of darkness, no, the power of tranquility.
The only problem is that the power of tranquility not only fails to bring tranquility to the mind, but also causes restlessness in the body.
Some people have begun to discover that the more proficient you are, the greater the variation will be.
Until he becomes completely inhuman.
Fortunately, there are always smart people. Due to strong demand, a priest invented the art of transformation, or disguise.
It allows people to continue living in human form.
Although everyone knows it is fake, it doesn't matter, as long as it looks real, sounds real, and tastes real, then it is real.
The power of darkness is getting stronger and stronger.
People began to explore its various uses to replace the previous power of light.
In the end, it was discovered that its most common use was to transform people themselves. The power of light in the past was mostly used to create tools and materials.
One is internal and the other is external.
Some people have discovered that the power of darkness can extend life.
This is what some old people and sick people discovered. They transformed themselves into another form, and their diseases and aging disappeared naturally.
This is normal. Diseases contracted by humans would most likely be cured without medication if they were in other biological forms.
This made everyone go crazy.
The newly emerged bionics has suddenly become the most popular science.
"Which living thing has the longest lifespan?"
"It must be a plant."
"But what's the point of turning into a plant? You can't eat or drink."
"Then become an elephant. Elephants can live 80 years."
"It's a joke, people can live for a hundred years. If you ask me, it must be a whale. I heard that whales can live for 200 years."
"Soaking in the water every day? It's not good at all."
"Let me tell you, hydra is an immortal life. We have observed it in the laboratory and it has not shown any signs of aging. We have raised more than a dozen of them in the laboratory and it has been more than thirty years now." Someone exploded.
Shocking news.
Immortal hydra?
Everyone was immediately interested in hydra.
After carefully looking at its pictures, I immediately felt dismissive.
It turns out that its structure is too simple, with only a soft tubular body and five tentacles in front of its head.
They are small, lower invertebrates.
There are many people who are dismissive, but some elderly people are not among them.
Among them was the Pope, who gathered many people and began to use the power of darkness to evolve into a hydra.
The power of darkness is indeed powerful, and the results were achieved only half a year later.
An old man who was about to die of old age successfully transformed his body into a hydra and lived in the water.
After repeated confirmation, the Pope finally chose to convert.
After all, he is already over 80 years old and has not many days left.
In the past, the divine power of light was maintained, but now it is gone. We must seize the time to solve this problem.
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Wen Rensheng saw the choice of this industrial civilization. The people here are very adaptable and quickly adapted to the days without light.
This is human beings. As long as the base is large enough, there will always be people who want to survive.
Use all means to survive.
Yes, it's time to give them some bigger tasks.
He opened the portal again.
I believe that the Pope will definitely thank him.
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Winter in Leicester, this winter is particularly cold.
Old Hod is a corpse collector. He has collected more than a hundred corpses this winter, several times more than in previous years.
"so cold!"
"Did a lot of homeless people freeze to death again today?"
"Alas, since the God of Light fell asleep and has no restraint on those factory owners, they don't even have enough money to buy coal and give it to the workers."
"Aren't they afraid of worker riots? Darkness, no, the power of tranquility can be seen everywhere."
"Don't be afraid. They have developed a more advanced method of using the power of tranquility. Ordinary workers can only master low-level power. They have the funds and manpower to master intermediate and high-level powers. A high-level controller of the power of tranquility can suppress
One thousand people, ten thousand people.”
"After all this tossing and tossing, isn't it coming back again?"
"Oh, how should we live our lives? Isn't it true that those of us who are suffering will never turn over?"
"There is a way. The daughter next door will turn into a pine tree, and she will no longer be afraid of cold or hunger."
"is that so?"
Old Hod listened to the chatter of the people on the street, and slowly pulled the two corpses away. Wherever he passed, everyone covered their noses to avoid them, as if they were seeing some plague.
