I became the sun god.

Chapter 246 All greatness comes from the gods

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
The old man coughed violently, and soon spit out a mouthful of black blood.

As a mouthful of black blood spewed out, the old man's expression also weakened, but the rain was still violent.

"such a pity…"

"After all, I am not a real rain priest, but a bloodline descendant of the rain priest."

"Forcibly squeezing the power of the blood can only go so far."

The old man sighed with emotion, and there was no fear or regret in his tone, but full of relief.

The old man looked at Mark, and part of the rainwater naturally poured on him, nourishing his dying body.

"Being able to witness the rise of the Sun Knight before dying, I am already very satisfied."

"At first, I thought that I would end my life as a scavenger and die in some garbage dump."

"But Tefnut, in this special era, the sacrificial blood in my body has been revived."

"Although the recovery is a bit late, it is not late after all."

"Young man... are you the one chosen by Ra?"

The old man looked at Mark softly, which made Mark feel an inexplicable warmth in his heart.

That feeling, as if the rain is nourishing the earth, and the grass instinctively relies on the rain.

"Yes…"

Mark responded to the old man with difficulty.

The old man nodded, his body began to shake, and finally he fell into the rainwater like a lion's head:
"It's good...it's good..."

"My ancestor was once as lucky as you. He was valued by the great Tefnut, endowed with strength and artifacts, and finally became a great rain priest."

"But... my ancestors lived in the best of times."

"In that era, the gods looked down on the world from above, and the gods in the world had the power to make mortals fear."

"Maybe that era is the nightmare of mortals, but it is the best era for extraordinary people."

"And in that era, my ancestors also successfully mastered the power of the rain sacrifice, and even incorporated it into their own blood."

"So...you can see me today."

The nameless old man incarnated by Qin Ran spoke out the origin of himself and his strength in a weak and yearning voice.

I am a scavenger myself, not the registered kind at all.

But even so, the identity of the scavenger can be investigated.

Because... this scavenger really existed, but he died long ago under the devouring of the scarab, and I just borrowed his identity.

Although it was not registered, there was absolutely no flaw in the investigation.

As for the power of the scavengers, the power called rain sacrifice was also bestowed by the Egyptian gods.

However, Qin Ran revealed more things.

The power bestowed by gods on mortals can be fully grasped by mortals, and can even be inherited through blood.

It is precisely because of this that the scavengers who have awakened their bloodlines during the recovery of spiritual energy can exert the power of rain sacrifice.

"But it's a pity... I am not a rain priest after all, and I am too old. Time does not allow me to develop the power of the bloodline. I can only squeeze the legacy of my ancestors at once. There is only so much I can do."

Qin Ran added a limit to the power of the bloodline, so that the power of the bloodline is no longer invincible, but also needs to be developed step by step.

What else?

Greece is all set!

Although the descendants of the gods are born with the blood of the gods, not to mention the aura and rules, they also have some kind of innate power.

But even such an existence needs the help of the greatness of the gods to develop its own bloodline.

There is no need to develop the power of bloodlines for offering sacrifices to descendants given by gods?

What about trouble?

You must know that in Qin Ran's possession, everything extraordinary and great comes from the gods.

Even the sons of the gods, such as Erlang God Yang Jian and Hercules God Hercules, need to go through countless trials and tribulations, and then use the right method to develop the power in their own blood.

Of course, whether it is Yang Jian or Heracles, they are the most special kind of people among the descendants of the gods.

They are descendants of gods, but through their own efforts, they have become new gods.

After becoming gods, the mighty power belongs to themselves.

And for those non-gods, even if they are the second generation of gods or something, they are only more friendly to aura and rules, and at most they are born with incredible power.

But this kind of advantage, after all, does not come from the unique mighty power of the gods, and even the mighty power of heaven and earth is the gods.

Under such a basic setting, even if the rain sacrifice was 999, the future generations will eventually have to rely on their own efforts.

At most, their starting point is much, much higher than others.

"The new Sun Knight..."

"You may be the luckiest young man in Egypt."

"You are favored by God Ra, possess the power of the sun, and have the qualifications to use divine weapons."

"Work hard to master this power. When this power is refined into your blood, you can become the most powerful warrior under Ra's command."

"The angels of the West still need people like you to resist."

"It's a pity... the old man can't see it, but before he dies, I can help you one more time."

"Six artifacts of the Sun Knight, one of which is the Kable Amulet."

The old man turned to look at Dill.

Although Dill had already buried the Kable Amulet in his flesh and blood, the old man could still feel its presence.

"The god Kebri, symbolizing hope and new life, is what Ra looks like when the sun rises."

"When his talisman rises, it will become the crown of Ra, bestowing upon its owner the power of the blazing sun."

There was a mocking smile on the old man's face:

"Stupid mortal, do you know that?"

"This is the real Kebli Talisman, and that's what it really looks like when the sun rises and turns into a scorching sun."

"And you... are not worthy of its real recovery."

"Maybe you have a trace of divine blood in your body, or something else, but after all, you are not the one chosen by God Ra."

"No!"

"It can't be so!"

Dill's mentality is about to collapse!
Like a crazy gambler, he used his power hysterically and attacked Mark frantically.

"Die, die, die!"

"As long as you die, God Ra will choose me, and I am God Ra's darling!"

Facing Dill's power, Mark, who was still recovering, was powerless to resist.

Fortunately, at this moment, the old man's voice sounded again:

"Just let me help you one last time."

"Let the descendants of the rain priest witness the rise of the Sun Knight."

"Tefnut, the great god of rain, please grant me strength!"

Accompanied by the old man's voice, the lion's head transformed into rainwater shattered and turned into a torrent that rolled up Mark.

Mark was in this torrent, flying against the swarm towards Dill.

(End of this chapter)