Chapter 539: Creating a God!

Chapter 539: Creating a God!

"What did you see?"

Hearing what the priest said, Naira Sorkin, who was hiding outside the window and peeping, reacted and quickly closed the window and turned around.

But as soon as he stepped out with his front legs, his back legs were directly surrounded by a dense crowd.

Those people were all believers, holding candles and whispering neatly, as if they were releasing some kind of spiritual suppression.

Naira Sorkin only felt that her head was swollen, and she fell to her knees unsteadily!

At this time, two believers pushed open the door of the church, and the priest slowly walked out of the church. His height returned to normal, and the mark on his forehead disappeared.

Naira Sokin raised his head and saw the priest looking down at him, his dry yellow eyes becoming particularly dazzling at this moment.

"Nara Sorkin, tell me, what did you see?"

Naira Sorkin's breathing became labored, "I... saw a monster."

The priest held his hands and smiled solemnly, "A monster, who are you talking about?"

"Yourself?"

Naira Sorkin gritted his teeth, not knowing since when, the priest's state became more and more weird.

His transformation into this appearance seemed to be the passing of time, but in fact it may not be the case. It seemed to be a transformation overnight.

A long time ago, the priest had always called himself a great priest. He made up a myth system on the pretext that he could communicate with the gods and convey public opinion to ask the gods to take action.

The various gods are very detailed from their abilities to the scale of their miracles.

With these gods as templates, it is naturally easier for the priest to perform miracles, and the effects are more accurate.

But one day, the priest personally overturned the myth he created and introduced a new god into the pantheon.

That god has no name, is indescribable, and cannot be observed.

This is very strange. Since he is an indescribable God, how can the priest make believers believe in his existence and know what his power and miracles are?

Very simple, write a book.

The priest wrote a book, a horror story. After the book was released, the response was enthusiastic and many people became believers.

Because they began to believe that the god in the book really existed.

The priest's books were written one volume after another, and more and more believers were attracted. In the end, the size of the church far exceeded the size of the previous church.

To this day, Naira Sorkin and the others still don’t know why the priest did this.

The priest just stared at Naira Sorkin, and when he saw that Naira Sorkin had not spoken, he continued: "The abilities of each sequence have their own differences, the upper limit is different, and the lower limit is also different."

"If the ability of a sequence is very weak, then there is a high probability that that sequence has not found the real use of its ability."

"The key step from weak to strong may just lie in those two words, understanding."

"Now I fully understand my abilities."

"People's paths are different. Finding your own path is the beginning of everything. I have found that path, what about you?"

Naira Sorkin struggled to get up, "My abilities are incomplete."

The priest's eyes were cold, "Existence is incomplete, is this... your excuse for your own powerlessness?"

"hehe."

The priest laughed dryly, then put his hand on his head, "Anyway, since you saw it, I have no choice but to... help you."

As the priest finished speaking, a yellow light suddenly poured into Naira Sorkin's body!

Naira Sorkin's eyes widened, and then... nothing more.

"Um?"

The mental suppression exerted on Naira Sorkin suddenly disappeared, replaced by the exhaustion and old injuries on his body.

The priest raised his hands again and asked, "How do you feel now?"

"Feeling...great?" Naira Sorkin said, touching her chest.

There was a scar on his chest, which was cut by the woman who stabbed the ghost in the back.

But now, that scar is gone.

The priest waved his hand and signaled the believers to disperse.

Naira Sorkin looked confused, "So when you say you're helping me, do you really mean you're helping me?"

The priest looked cold, "What else?"

Naira Sorkin was even more confused, "Then you ask me what I mean by seeing it?"

Priest: "Have you ever heard of an idiom called "mysterious"?

Naira Sorkin: "6."

"Then what did I see in the church before?"

The priest looked at him, "Do you have to know?"

"That's okay. As I said before, I have found the correct use of my abilities, as you have seen before."

"Remembering that in the past, my understanding of my own abilities was too shallow. It can be said that the way I used my abilities before was always wrong."

"But it's not too late to wake up now."

Naira Sorkin became even more confused, "What is the correct use of abilities?"

"What is it?"

The priest heard this and opened his arms, "Create a god."

Create a god?

Hasn't he already done this? He directly created an entire myth system before. To be honest, it's quite interesting.

Especially when the priest was thinking hard but couldn't think of a name.

Seeing that Naira Sorkin still couldn't understand, the priest lowered his arms and said, "Unlike the previous gods, no matter what kind of myth system I compiled, it is not my power after all."

"My ability can only be activated by the faith and knowledge of the majority of people, no matter what incredible miracles I have performed."

"I am always vulnerable. In terms of attacking means, I am not as convenient and practical as your abilities. In terms of defensive means, a bullet can kill me."

"In the final analysis, my existence is more like a medium, a medium that pulls great power."

"My body is as weak as that of a mortal. I thought that was all I had, but in fact, I was wrong."

"Individual will cannot determine the upper limit of ability, but only the lower limit of ability, and conceptual ability happens to have no upper limit."

"So, I created a god."

"And I became the incarnation of that god. This is a completely different path. Applying miracles to myself has transformed me!"

At this point, Narasokin finally understood.

In short, the priest applied miracles to himself and transformed his body with the cognition and beliefs of most people.

So what he meant by creating a god was not to create a non-existent god, but to make himself deified!

Priest: "Perhaps you have heard of the god I created. He is Hastur, the Lord of the Deep Space Star Sea."

"I know that I cannot use my power to create a real god, even if all the creatures in this world firmly believe that the god I am talking about really exists."

"So I can only proceed step by step, gradually change my body, and strengthen my power step by step through faith."

"I am the incarnation of Hastur, the Lord of the Deep Space Star Sea. I am the King in Yellow."

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