High-ranking beings who have reached this stage can leave their own unique mark on the path to spirituality.
Even if you die temporarily, there is a certain probability that you will be reborn through various influences in the future!
It can be said that after being promoted to the ninth element, it will be very difficult to die completely.
Aaron's 'imprinting ceremony' imprinted his influence on all the worlds!
This was a back-up move he had prepared for his own failure from the beginning.
You can be resurrected in any world where you have left an impact!
The Far North Wasteland.
The cold wind blew by, and a human figure faintly emerged from the void.
"Phew...it's so cold!"
Aaron spit out a mouthful of white mist containing ice crystals, and folded his arms with both hands: "I want to die...why hasn't I been resurrected yet, and only my clone has been resurrected?"
"This... seems to be a crystal wall world of gods, right? I only left some faith behind, even if I completed the engraving, I left..."
"No, I want to become an immortal!"
He complained: "And...it doesn't bring much power to me. After all, I am also a commander and half-creator...how stingy!"
Yes, Aaron lived, but not completely!
What was resurrected was just an incarnation!
His true self wanted to take advantage of his death to do something big.
"I want to get rid of madness and pollution through death... This is only the first level. His biggest goal is to separate from Goldfinger?"
Aaron touched his chin: "The golden finger of 'Secret Source' has gone from being a benefit at the beginning to becoming a drag on his promotion to Creator, and... there might be some calculations on it, so naturally it will be stripped away
For the best..."
"But... at that time, my actions were still too crazy. I actually directly attacked the realm of Commander and Creator. I even took back all the clones and incarnated consciousness, and fought to the death, desperate... without leaving any way out.
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"Oh, it turns out that after I was promoted to commander, I was already half crazy!"
"That's okay!"
"No matter what a madman does, it's nothing unusual!"
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"Fortunately, I'm not crazy now!"
Aaron murmured and began to check himself.
Well, the 'secret source' is gone.
He doesn't carry much other power, so he is indeed quite stingy.
"The only golden finger seems to be...part of the results of human body digitization?"
Aaron's eyes flashed with fluorescent light, and lines of data streams emerged:
Seeing this original attribute column, Aaron couldn't help but sigh.
When he first visited this world, he only wanted to leave a mark as soon as possible and finish the work in Hulong, so he chose to take a shortcut.
This is also the reason why he chose 'Bard' as his main profession.
You know, the bard's professional specialty is bragging! Ah... No, it's telling stories!
The so-called story is told well, and you can eat as much as you want!
Haven’t you seen another fantasy land where the best storyteller was disabled in a wheelchair, lay there for eight seasons, and finally became the king?
To leave a mark, the trick is to make up stories one after another and then brag them to others to believe them!
When Aaron came to the Northland, he took up a job as a bard, telling stories in major taverns, and then abruptly raised this skill to a proficiency level of 300. Even professionals could be coaxed into being stunned by him.
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Then, he found the extreme northern wilderness where the gods did not pay much attention and was also a remote place. He tricked a group of Kimo people into worshiping him and believed in the "Earl of Green Forest", the ancestor of the Kimo people that he made up, and actually became a Kimo people.
The racial god who told the story so well received an additional [Story] priesthood and became a false god.
Then there is no more...
This world is too difficult to deal with. If he were to become a god with a 'story' or a 'Kimo man', he would probably die with only a weak divine power.
After Aaron played for a while, he patted his butt and left.
"This weak divinity is probably accumulated by the Kimo people's long-term belief..."
Aaron closed his eyes and sighed a little: "They are almost extinct... so miserable!"
In his ministry, the light of the "Kimos" began to dim.
And through induction, the Kimo people around the world are close to extinction.
On the contrary, the "story" priesthood, although weak, still exists tenaciously. It seems that popular stories can indeed be passed down for a long time and remain fresh for a long time.
"It turns out it's really a trap now..."
"The bard is a 'Taiwan Balm' profession. The so-called Tiger Balm... Oh, it seems beautiful, but if you talk about it too much, you will shed tears..."
Aaron's eyes looked at the professional specialty Tiger Balm at the end of the attribute column, and a series of explanations suddenly emerged:
[Taiwan Balm: Bards have certain spell-casting abilities, and can also use their charm to comprehend spell-like abilities like warlocks, and even have the potential to become priests. At the same time, they can also sneak and fight like rogues...]
Looks great, right?
A bard can not only use daggers for sneak attacks, but can even use a long sword like a swordsman, or learn how elves use bows and arrows.
In addition to the muscular barbarian warrior profession, which requires high strength and physical fitness, most other professional skills can be learned.
You can even cast spells that make a lot of physics professionals drool, and you are said to be invincible with both magic and martial arts!
But the professional punishment that follows is not fun...
[...But at the same time, you will receive the professional penalty of being 'unrefined', and the difficulty of learning skills will increase (the experience required will be doubled)! 】
This means that bards can only learn some low-level skills from other professions at best, and are powerless when they reach high-level skills. It can be said that they are invincible, and they have to kneel down when encountering a master.
As for simply specializing in learning the abilities of a certain profession, wouldn't it be a good idea to change jobs directly? Why do you have to learn the high-level skills of other professions with twice the experience penalty?
What's more, most bards cannot understand the real core skills of those professions.
"In this world, I have never heard of a bard who is very good at fighting..."
"Even if you enter the realm of legend, you are still a waste among legends!"
"You have to pay for your original choice..."
Aaron burst into tears.
Immediately, his expression became serious: "I can feel...she is here! She was resurrected first?"
The battle or competition with [Scarlet Sun] has just begun!
"Now... I need to find someone to understand the latest situation."
Aaron's eyes moved naturally, and relying on the expertise of [False God], he sensed a living person near his holy symbol in an abandoned Kimo stronghold.
"Well... it doesn't matter if the holy emblem is destroyed. There are quite a few other relics, but they are not destroyed. It's just goodwill. You can see..."
Aaron chanted a spell and wanted to open a portal for himself.
Suddenly, his expression changed: "Where's the magic net? Where's the magic net that's as big as mine?"
Low-level mages need to rely on magic nets to cast spells.
And with the magic net gone, Aaron also loses his ability to cast spells, unless he relies on his 18 points of intelligence to delve into the ability of "casting without magic net".
But obviously, there is no such margin now.
"Damn it!"
He whispered in a low voice: "Fortunately, I am still a warlock!"
His highest attribute is charisma! He even exceeded 20 points, gaining the expertise of charismatic!
In fact, he should have changed his profession to become a warlock.
However, at this time, relying on the innate and extraordinary charm, he can also actively attract elements into the body to form spell-like abilities.
A hazy light emerged, and his speed suddenly increased.
Acceleration!
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Inside the Kimo people's hemispherical igloo.
The broken-arm paladin was sleeping with his sword on his head.
Suddenly, he looked at the door and opened his eyes.
Dongdong!
There was a knock on the door, which made Grace wake up: "There is someone, who?"
"A traveler in the wind and snow wants to stay for a night, and I hope the owner will allow it."
A young voice came from outside.
The paladin gave Grace a careful look, stood up and opened the door.
Whoosh!
Countless snowflakes surged in, followed by a young man.
He has curly black hair, purple eyes full of mystery, handsome features, and a sense of affinity that makes people fall in love with him as soon as they meet him.
"Warlock?"
The paladin frowned. The paladin is extremely determined and is completely immune to the spell of 'Charming Humans'. He is naturally resistant to charismatic beings such as succubi, goblins, and water spirits. Naturally, he will not be fooled by Aaron's handsome appearance.
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I opened my mouth now just to remind Grace next to me.
'No wonder he is so handsome, he turns out to be a warlock...'
Grace murmured to herself, and saw Aaron closing the door and showing a smile: "Hello...my name is Aaron! I am a bard!"
He sat down with a calm expression and lit the fire to roast meat, seemingly turning a blind eye to the paladin's broken arm.
The paladin stared at Aaron with scrutinizing eyes.
He suspected that the other party was from the evil camp, but he didn't use 'Detect Evil', so it was actually difficult to determine.
Like the [Red Robed Monk], those who can know how red and black they are without the need for camp detection can only do those who worship the evil god.
The bonfire burned and crackled from time to time.
The aroma of barbecue fills the air.
When it was cooked, Aaron divided the meat into three parts and handed them to the paladin and Grace.
The paladin shook his head and refused, continuing to fall asleep.
Grace hesitated for a moment, then took the barbecue and started eating it in small bites: "Thank you..."
"I saw your badge. Are you Lady Dawn's pastor? Why are you here?"
Aaron asked.
Grace hesitated for a moment. The hot spring canyon and the evacuation team were secrets, so she lied a little: "In order to avoid the pursuit of the [red-robed monk]..."
"[Red-robed Monk]?" Aaron became interested: "Can you explain in detail? I have been wandering in the wasteland and don't understand the current form of the mainland..."
Grace looked at him and opened her mouth slightly, as if she was looking at a monster: "The invasion of alien gods, the collapse of the magic network... The entire material world, no, even the four elemental planes and hell are facing catastrophe, and you don't think so.
Never heard of it?"
"Sorry...can you elaborate?" Aaron looked sincere.
Although Grace found it strange, this kind of public information was obviously nothing, so she briefly talked about the catastrophe.
The bonfire is still burning, bringing warmth to the surroundings.
Aaron rubbed his stiff face: "The leader of the pantheon where foreign gods invaded them is the Supreme God, [Great Divine Power] [Great Sun Tathagata]?"
"Yes, these external gods have their own unique way of dividing their personalities, which is called 'attainment status'! There are four categories: Buddha, Bodhisattva, Arhat, and Dharma Protector, which respectively correspond to our [strong divine power], [medium divine power], and [weak]
and other divine powers], and [weak divine powers]... 'Mahaykala' is the Buddha with [powerful divine powers], also known as the 'Six-Armed Mahakala', 'Black Sky fights to defeat the Buddha'..."
There was a hint of fear on Grace's face: "In addition, the [powerful] Buddhas of the external gods include the 'Eastern Fudoless Victory Buddha', the 'Great Mani Pearl King Wisdom Buddha', and the 'Silent Buddha'.
The Secret Lord Buddha' and so on... Above the Buddha, there is the Great Sun Tathagata! She is the supreme root deity respected by all Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Vajras, and Dharma Protectors! Their main deity!"
Aaron's expression became more and more stiff: "[Great Sun Tathagata] gave birth to [Maikala], why does this scene look so familiar? And those [powerful gods], pupae, towers, secrets? The scarlet sun gave birth to them again."
'Out?'
'Damn! I, you tricked me!!'
At this moment, Aaron wanted to die and let me do it myself.
As a level 8 bard and false god, can I carry so many [moderate divine powers], [powerful divine powers], [great divine powers]... can I carry it?
This hole is too big...I can't fill it myself.
Aaron patted his cheek and chose to forget about it for the time being: "You just said... the one chasing you is a jackal [red-robed monk]? Have the jackals also converted to those foreign gods?"
Grace's face immediately showed a look of hatred: "The kingdom of the God of Jackals was originally in the abyss. When the catastrophe came, she was the first to surrender to the Great Sun Tathagata and became the Outer God.
The guardian deity of the Dharma was named the 'Fierce Wolf Head'
Vajra Protector, we have always suspected that [Great Sun Tathagata] has far more control over the gods of the pantheon than ordinary gods. Therefore, these surrendered protector gods have successively issued oracles, asking their believers to pursue us at all costs...
"
At this moment, the paladin who had been listening silently stood up and said: "I feel the evil aura approaching...be careful, that jackal [red-robed monk] is coming after him!"