The God of Silver White.

This is a "god" that has been constantly mentioned in the darkness of the Red Earth Territory recently.

This god is different from other gods. Most gods don’t bring anything to mortals, but this god is very generous.

It is said that those who believe in the Silver White God do not need any test. Even if you are plagued by sin, as long as you pray to the Silver White God devoutly and offer all your body and mind to Him, you can enter the kingdom of God after death.

Those who receive the power and gifts of the Silver White God will not truly die, and they will be reborn after death.

Those who are dying can achieve immortality by believing in the Silver God.

Those who are infected with the disease believe that the god of silver can cure the disease.

The incomplete person can perfect his body by believing in the silver-white god.

Those who are in distress can gain the next life if they believe in the Silver God.

This is the doctrine preached by the servants of the Silver White God.

No one has ever seen such a generous "god", which has attracted a large number of believers in a short period of time.

And those who are trapped in fear of death, fall into illness, and are in despair and hardship regard this God as their Savior.

In a hidden pagan temple.

In the spacious hall, a large number of people gathered.

Among them are old snakes, dying people who are already terminally ill, those who are incomplete and want to fulfill their bodies and be reborn, and those who are dissatisfied with this life and want to enter the next life.

These people came from all over the place and prayed to the Lord of Silver for various reasons to what they wanted.

I hope this "kind and generous" "god" can save himself.

Akmanmeng, wearing a white silver background and a silver garment that resembled a god's servant, stood at the innermost part of the hall, preaching to everyone the greatness of the silver white god.

On the wall behind him is a picture of a god full of religious colors.

It was a divine form that completely wrapped the body with white cloth. When you open your arms, it seemed like you were embracing and redeeming the world. It looked both sacred and a little gloomy.

The white cloth wrapped outside looks like a sacred cloak at first, but then it looks like a shroud.

Ackermanmon stood on the stage.

The voice penetrates into everyone's heart with the power of seduction.

“We came to this world and suffered too much suffering and torture.”

“Incompleteness, disease, death, pain.”

"They torture us all the time, because we are mortals, because we are not protected by God."

Everyone below heard it so engrossed.

Ackermanmon continued.

"The other gods are too stingy, and they only allow His servants to enter their own kingdom."

"They are stingy to bring their gifts to the mortals, and they love only those gifted and those noble nobles."

"But the God of Silver."

"This great and kind God, who allows all men to enter His kingdom, can give all men a way to escape from the sufferings of the world."

Akmanmeng shouted: "The God of Silver will save us all."

All the snake men in the audience immediately made a pious prayer and recited the name of the Silver White God.

After the prayer was finished, someone below asked Akmanmon: "I am about to die, can God save me?"

Akmanmon walked past him and said firmly: "As long as you give everything to God, you can enter the kingdom of God."

“If you give enough piety, God will see it.”

“He will give you the power of God.”

"And the servants of the Silver White God will not die. They can gain the opportunity to be reborn because of the mission of God."

A snake man with one palm missing asked, "I want to get a good body, is this OK?"

Ackermanmon: "Of course, this is a breeze for the omnipotent God."

"If you obey the silver doctrine and firmly pursue the glory of God, you will be able to receive God's gift."

"At that time, you will have a perfect body."

Someone asked, "What is the kingdom of God like."

Akmanmon told him: "The kingdom of God is undescribable to mortals, and what they have there is unthinkable to mortals, and everything you want is there."

Finally, Akmanmon chanted with a chanting emphasis: "The God of Silver."

The person below was even more crazy than Akmanmon. He looked at Akmanmon and also looked at the pattern behind him that represented the Silver White God: "The Silver White God."

At this moment, Akmanmon's figure seemed to be integrated with the former Thirot.

Full of inspiring power.

Everyone prayed while looking at the pattern representing the form of God.

Unparalleled yearning was revealed in his eyes.

That is the emotions and power that surges from the heart and instinct.

It is the snake people's yearning for immortality, their desire for eternal life, and their longing for greatness.

A blurry outline.

It is enough to condense all the most shocking words in the world of greatness, omnipotence, eternity.

Next, Akmanmont began the most important link.

He asked someone to lift a few dying people up.

Some of these people have failed organs and are old, some are seriously ill and have no cure, and some are seriously injured and dying.

He was sent here by their family, and at this moment their family was crawling below, crying and begging Akmanmon.

But these dying people were forcibly holding on, as if they were longing for and waiting for something.

They are waiting for the redemption of the Silver White God.

These dying people are ready to go to the kingdom of the Silver White God.

The snake man lay on the white simple bed, looking at the gods on the walls and the scenery of the kingdom of gods on the dome.

Ackermanmont told them.

"rest assured."

"Everything you ask for is there."

"You will enter the kingdom of God and live there forever."

"If you desire to be reborn, God will also arrange for you to come to this world again."

Akmanmon's voice was like hypnosis, motivating the hearts of these dying people.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! He approached one of the old snake men and leaned into his ear and said softly.

"Come on, longing for the immortals."

"bring it on!"

"Tell me your desires and tell the gods."

"The gods will respond to your desires and will give you the ultimate redemption."

The dying man lying on the simple bed heard Akmanmeng's words, and a strong light burst out in his eyes. At the last moment of life, at the moment of life and death.

The pain of death in a person's heart is infinitely amplified, and his pursuit of life is surging to the extreme.

He stretched out his dry palm like a dead tree and stretched towards the dome.

"I don't want to die."

"I still want to be alive."

"I want to live forever."

He seemed to burst out the strongest emotions in his life and shouted in his last voice.

The sound was dry, but full of power.

It's shocking.

Everyone present was speechless, everyone felt the terror of death, and the old snake man's desire for life.

And they are the same.

That is at this moment.

The ceremony started.

The light spread on the stage, and a large amount of silver light spread toward it.

The spirits of the dying people were completely extracted and turned into distorted shadows. With the bonus of the ritual, everyone could faintly hear their voices.

"I want to live, I want to live forever."

"Give me a body that will never be tortured by illness!"

"God, I will go to the kingdom of God and get rid of my current life."

And in Akmanmeng's eyes, he saw that all the power gathered towards the wall behind him, turning into light and blending into something behind the wall.

That is the magic prop, the silver insect.

The spirit of the dead and the desire to live are merged into one, and under the power of the magical arts props, they gradually become a wriggling and illusory insect.

It is exactly the corpse-eating insect that Akmanmon once envisioned.

After that, the spirits of these dead people will be enslaved by the magical props and silver worms in the form of corpse-eating insects.

Become a part of this prop.

They did enter the kingdom of "Silver God" just as they longed for.

It can be kept alive just like what they want.

The magic props of the silver worms devoured the spirits of these people, and their desire for living, immortality, and perfection became stronger afterwards. A brand new "cursed spirit" is gradually taking shape.

Akmanmon looked at the god-shaped figure wrapped in white cloth.

Watch your purpose achieve little by little.

Although it is a silver insect that imitates the principle of the curse source of Purgatory, it is completely different from the curse source of Purgatory.

"curse?"

"No, this is a blessing."

"Blessings of immortality."

"This is the vow of mortals and God."

"They made a vow to me to push me to the throne of the living God, and I will respond to this vow in the future."

Akmanmon took the first step, but wanted to transform him, truly possess the power of the spirit of the curse and the power of the Lord of Purgatory.

These are not enough.

But Akmanmon looked at the believers of the Silver God below.

The snake people in the hall rushed up one by one, staring at the scene in front of them with wide eyes.

They watched the light surge out from the ground, and watched illusory shadows floated from the dying snake man, heading towards the god pattern behind Akmanmon.

The "God of Silver" opened his arms to welcome the arrival of believers.

In the eyes of the snake people, they thought they had seen the spirits of these people flew into the sky and into the kingdom of the gods after death.

They witnessed the miracle with their own eyes.

"They went to the kingdom of God."

“God accepted them.”

"That's great, God is so kind."

"Great Silver God, you have opened your kingdom of God to the world!"

"Generous God of Silver, thank you for your gift, may I be with you forever."

Ackermann opened his arms and everyone fell to the ground with desire and madness.

"Mr. Manmeng, please redeem me."

"God, I want to enter your kingdom, too."

"I want to be your slave and give myself completely to you."

Akmanmeng's eyes showed a smile, with cruelty.

fortunately.

There is enough material here.

Akmanmon said at this time: "This is just the beginning, today it is just a sending believers of God to His kingdom."

"Next."

“God will select the most pious people to be His servants, and the servants of God will have the opportunity to be reborn.”

At this time, Akmanmon shouted that sentence again.

“Death is not the end, it is the beginning.”

The days to come.

The faith of the Silver God began to expand rapidly.

It is different from the former Thero's specialty in taking the high-rise route and developing and controlling the nobles.

Akmanmon chose those who live at the bottom, the poorest, hardest, and desperate.

The ghoul servants controlled by Akmanmon walked everywhere, passing the faith of the Silver White God to various parts of the Southern Territory.

They chose urban slums and remote places.

These places have a large population, but they are basically not attracted by the attention of big names.

Those noble nobles, the divine servants who hold divine power, would not care about the lives and deaths of these people?

The rewards brought by Akmanmon's decision are unimaginable, and the speed of the expansion of the faith of the Silver White God is beyond expectations.

Because the more people live in hardship, the more they believe in the corpse eater's secret teachings, and the more they desire that the Silver White God can save them.

How can these ordinary snake people tell whether the Silver White God is a real god?

Where can we tell that these servants of the Silver God are actually terrifying ghouls.

In the slums.

One person after another was drawn and secretly joined the Silver God Church.

Hundreds of people gathered to pray to this "great god".

"The God of Silver White is the most generous god."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "As long as you pray to the God of Silver White, you will definitely get rewards."

And among the countryside, they are even more unscrupulous.

One ghoul after another openly advocated the greatness of the Silver White God and held an activity to sacrifice to the Silver White God.

"Only when death, dedicating one's body to the great silver-white God can we enter the kingdom of God."

"The most pious person can become a servant of the Silver God, and at that time you will not die, and you will be reborn in death."

The high-level nobles are still fighting for power and profit, while the gods in the temple are still living in drunkenness and dreaming of death.

But they don't know.

Everything under my nose has undergone earth-shaking changes.

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Ackermanmon's Manor Castle.

Under the dark underground, there is a cave.

A circle of torches lit up on the edge of the cave, and under each torch was a ghoul.

Akmanmon came to a place that looked like a god platform, and a large number of ghouls saluted at Akmanmon, looking very ready.

"Owner."

Akmanmeng safely accepted the worship of all slaves without saying a word.

He stretched out his hand, and the silver-white mark on his hand started to move.

Suddenly.

Countless silver shadows broke free from his body.

The magic props of the silver bug got rid of Akmanmon's body.

The dense insects turned into the ocean to submerge everything, filling the caves below.

The bugs that looked pretty originally were so many that they looked extremely terrifying.

In just a few months.

Akmanmeng represents the God of Silver White. I don’t know how many people I sent to the “King of Silver White”.

And his magic prop, Silver Worm, was finally initially refined and formed in this process.

It has the power that can be used as the source to refine the plague blood curse.

This also means that Akmanmon can borrow the so-called "God and Man's Oath" power from the Silver Worm to cover the power of the Lord of Purgatory's Curse.

Now he will use this power to become an apostle.

The ritual arrays at the nodes that many ghouls are standing at the moment are the rituals of becoming apostles.

Ackermanmon sat in his seat, all his power continued to gush out of his body.

The first step is to strip away the magic prop of Silver Worm as the core of the ritual.

Next, he stripped the curse seal from his body.

"Plague Blood Curse."

A transparent and illusory sign represents the rise of the law.

As soon as the curse seal was separated from the body, the power gushing out of the silver worm immediately submerged it like a sea.

Everyone can hear thousands of shouts.

"Living...Living...Eternal Life..."

"I don't want to die!"

"Rebirth, great god, please give me the opportunity to be reborn."

In this cry of the spirits and consciousness of countless snake people.

The original corpse eater curse in the blood curse of the plague was now covered by the vast mortal thoughts of the sea in the magic props and silver insects, and was destroyed by the mortals' desire for immortality.

The blood curse of the plague is transforming little by little.

At this time, Akmanmon quickly started the next step.

The curse seal expanded and turned into a huge curse seal spirit.

"Divine blood, spirit, curse seal."

"Three elements."

The divine blood in Akmanmeng's body emitted light at the same time, and the spirit of the combined spirit of the spirit and the mantra seal also poured into the body.

A large number of ghouls activated the ritual array, turning into a powerful storm vortex, pressing the spirit of the curse seal into Akmanmeng's body.

The combination of three elements makes crystallized into gravel.

The gravel continued to grow and eventually turned into a stone.

"Divine Grace Stone."

“Deified!”

Akmanmon had already calculated everything. The Divine Grateful Stone combined part of the power of the Silver Worm and finally turned into an illusory bug, spinning around him.

This is the organ of Akmanmeng's myth.

He turned everything about himself into a silver-white bug, a silver bug, or a corpse-eating bug.

It is the most powerful of the thousands of bugs.

One of the bugs enslaved by the magic props and silver bugs.

However, the magic props do not have wisdom, so he, the insect enslaved by the magic props, became the master who controls it.

This is also Ackermann is preparing for his second and third plans in the future.

Ackermann sat on the stone pedestal, closing his eyes and feeling his power.

This moment.

He crossed the limits of mortals and reached the fourth level.

"Apostle of God."

"The man who is God in the world is the incarnation of God's will."

As Akmanmeng said, the silver worm in his body suddenly swam inside him, and the divine ritual on its surface suddenly started.

Akmanmeng's figure changed little by little, and the original snake tail gradually disappeared and was turning into two feet.

He is transforming towards the form of a god.

Akmanmon prepared for a long time, from modifying the mantra to ascending the apostle to completing it in one go.

And at this time.

The movement of Akermanmeng getting rid of the corpse-eater curse finally attracted the attention of some existences, and layers of ripples suddenly appeared behind him.

"Crazy!"

A strong wave of heat seemed to surge out of the unknown, accompanied by the terrifying sound of chains.

A terrible shadow is coming across space, trying to put the chains on Akmanmon.

That is the spirit of the corpse eater's curse.

"Curse?" The cloaked ghoul made a terrified sound, and the blood curse of the plague in their bodies continued to stir under the power of the coming.

"The curse is coming." Someone turned around and wanted to run.

"It's over, how come it is here at this time." No existence is more afraid of the spirit of the curse of the corpse eater than they are. It is their ultimate destination and destiny.

But the curse came for Ackermanmon.

However, as the corpse-eater curse on Akmanmon's body gradually disappeared, the curse spirit that locked him also gradually cut off the connection with Akmanmon.

The curse no longer works for him.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Ackerman stood up and looked at the ripples.

"roar!"

He listened to the unwilling roar of the curse spirit, and remained motionless.

But the ghouls were so scared that they showed their ugly appearance.

Until I heard the sound of chains and the heat wave from purgatory gradually disappeared.

All the ghouls breathed a sigh of relief.

"Leave?"

And at this time.

A terrifying line of sight fell from endless heights and overwhelmed the cave below.

All the corpse eaters instantly let out a terrifying wail. The corpse eaters present, like the corpse eaters on the spot, bursting and they all died suddenly on the spot.

Fire appeared under their feet.

One by one, the ghouls turned into shadows of despair and fell into the dark purgatory.

"Purgatory!"

"No."

"I don't want to go down, let me go, let me go."

"Master, save me."

Akmanmont didn't move at all. He seemed to know from the beginning that this would happen, so he kept rushing to gain the power of the apostle.

He didn't care about these ghouls. They were servants created by Akermanmon to divert the curse on his body, a consumable.

In the blink of an eye.

All the ghouls who helped Akmanmon activate the ritual were swallowed up by the fire of purgatory, leaving only Akmanmon alone.

At this time, Akmanmon called out the name of the will.

"Lord of Purgatory."

The sight also fell on Akmanmon, observing the newly promoted apostle.

Ackermanmeng didn't have any fear this time, just raised his head.

Looking at the existence deep in the dream world.

"The fire is over?"

The Lord of Purgatory was bound by the abyss oath and could not appear directly in the present world. Now, Akmanmon, who has become an apostle, is not afraid of him without the constraints of the corpse eater's curse.

The Lord of Purgatory glanced at Akman and said nothing.

Finally, he retracted his consciousness.

The Lord of Purgatory, who holds the source of the curse, is now not just a curse of the corpse eater, but is constantly increasing.

In his eyes, Akermann was just one of the food and the material used to ascend to the throne of mythology. He also had his own purpose and did not engage too much with Akermann.

He would not have been able to take risks to attack the world for Akerman.

There are also many people staring at the Lord of Purgatory. Which king in the abyss does not want to replace the Lord of Purgatory?

The will of the Lord of Purgatory has faded.

Ackermanmon seemed to be silent, but at this moment he felt extremely relaxed.

He sat on the throne and sat like that.

After being silent for a while, I suddenly covered my face like a lunatic and laughed loudly.

“Plan for the first.”

"success."

He finally relied on his own strength to get rid of a layer of restraint.

Just as Thuro said.

He had no choice but to face the difficulties and break everything and win.

But Ackermann solved a big problem, but this was just the beginning.

There was no curse, but the madness in his body was still approaching. He even felt that he had become a prop or an activated extraordinary material.

The path he and Thero took had problems from the beginning, and it was like dancing on the tip of a knife along the way.

At this time, an old ghoul walked in.

The old ghoul Xi first glanced at the large number of silver insects squirming in the hole and the corpses of ghouls all over the ground, and finally looked at Akmanmon.

"His Majesty."

“What should I do next?”

"The next time is the best time," Ackermanmon said.

Old Ghoul: "We have been making too much noise recently. Although we are doing it in slums and remote areas as you plan, it has attracted the attention of some people."

"The Lord of Purgatory has noticed you, and everyone will notice you next, and the gods will find your traces."

Ackermanmon: "Then let them do it!"

"Soldiers can kill believers of the Silver White God, the powerful can kill ghouls, and the gods can kill me."

"but."

"Can they kill mortals' fear of death?"

Ackerman stood up and walked to the edge.

He opened his arms and rushed directly into the silver sea of ​​insects.

Countless insects submerged him, shuttled through his body, and finally covered him completely.

Akmanmeng quietly sank into it, as if feeling the power of the Silver Worm.

"The God of Silver."

"As long as death still exists, it will not die."

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The Red Clay Territory is the territory of the Hunter family, and Red Clay and Hunter mean the same thing.

Recently, the war between the Red Clay Territory and the Charles Territory and the Delanvos Territory have become increasingly fierce.

The war between the Red Clay Territory and the Chal Territory was mainly at sea, and they fought hard to compete for control of the trade share at sea.

Especially recently.

Everyone gradually began to discover that the black storm that was spreading on the sea had gradually dissipated, opening the door to the outside world.

This represents greater interests, and the red clay corps is even more unlikely to let go.

The War of Delanworth was due to the battle for territory.

The Hunt family is the most powerful in the southern territory. Recently, they heard the rumors that God had taken back the gods' favors of the King of Suinhall. More importantly, Ossis has never had any children.

The Hunt family keenly felt something, they wanted to annex the weakest Delanworth leader and unify the entire South.

Originally, the wars of the Red Clay Territory were victorious, both at sea and on land.

But recently, some accidents have occurred, because the lord of the Red Clay Territory and the patriarch of the Hunter family are sick and are a little sick.

There may be some solutions just because he is sick, but the old lord is not young anymore, and everyone thinks it is difficult for him to get through.

Red Tu City.

Lord's Mansion.

A weak old snake man was lying on the bed, with a large group of people watching him, using the power of rituals and divine arts.

"How is it?" asked the old lord on the bed.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "No." The temple's attendants had no choice.

The old lord of the Red Clay Territory nodded and asked everyone to go out.

At this time, his housekeeper and several staff members walked in.

"I have always believed in the bloody red goddess, and in the end they can't save my life, and they even told me."

"I can't even enter the kingdom of God?"

Listening to the old lord's voice, you will know that he is very unwilling to accept it.

He felt that the opportunity was coming and Suinhall was about to undergo a drastic change.

He can lead the rise of the Hunter family and even dominate the changes of the times.

He did the same, forming a navy and fleet to compete with the Charles Territory for the ownership of the sea, increasing efforts to annex the Delanvos Territory, and seeing success step by step.

But at this time, his body was not good.

And his son was a waste and a soft egg in his mouth.

He really didn't want to hand over the great situation he created to such a person.

More importantly.

He couldn't bear to have the power in his hands and died just like that.

At this time, the butler next to him said.

"grown ups."

"Just now, the messenger of King Ossis came."

Old Lord: "Messenger?"

The housekeeper approached a little and continued to add: "He is a powerhouse, and he came with a team of powerhouses."

"I'm waiting outside at this moment."

The old lord asked: "What are they doing?

The housekeeper: "They said that ghouls were found in our territory. If we want to investigate this matter in our territory, we need our cooperation."

The old lord's eyes changed, and he felt sensitive that something was wrong.

"Tell him."

"The king is the king of Suinhall, and the red clay lord is the red clay lord of the Hunt family."

"If the king has any orders, we will obey."

"But the matter of the Red Clay Territory is our own business, and we will handle it ourselves and do not need their help."

The butler immediately went out to convey the old lord's meaning, but the messenger looked very unhappy and said on the spot.

"I'm just here to remind the Hunt family."

"This is not just your business, nor is it a problem you can solve."

The sound came in from the corridor outside, but at this time the old man coughed violently.

The housekeeper immediately asked King Ossis's messenger to leave on the grounds of his physical discomfort.

After the messenger left, the old lord stopped coughing and showed suspicion in his eyes.

"What the hell do they want to do?"

The old man had already felt that the arrival of this messenger was a very bad signal.

"The King of God's Farewell?"

"He is no longer the king of God's favor."

"God is determined to end the era of the King of God's favor. What else does he want?"

"He has lost his favor and wants to go against God's will."

The old clay lord felt that Ossis could not change anything. The problems he faced were death and time, while the problems Ossis faced were God's will and the torrent of the times.

In this world of gods and extraordinary, the latter is more irresistible than the former.

The old lord also noticed another problem. He recruited one of the staff members and whispered orders.

"Go and check it out."

"What did those guys do recently?"

The old lord has always had some connection with Akmanmon. The Hunt family has been able to win one after another recently, which is inseparable from Akmanmon's power.
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