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Chapter 24 The Curse of Blasphemy (for further reading)
A long time ago, a Kirielod witch had a whim.

"The existence of the clansmen on the earth mostly depends on the human body, and when the body is about to decay, they are transferred to another body."

"So since it can be attached to a human body, can it be attached to other humanoid bodies?"

"Can we create a body close to God?"

This crazy thought was like poison, spreading in the witch's mind and could not be erased.

Touching the realm of the gods, this is the deepest thought hidden in every Kyrierod's heart. They believe in gods, long for gods, and even want to become gods.

It didn't take long for the witches to start their own plans. Human beings who wandered alone, aliens who fell on the earth, monsters sleeping on the earth, and offending their own race became their experimental products one by one.

In the depths of the underground, this secret has not been revealed until today, the god-like body has been created, and now the current witch feels that the time has come.

The seer looked at the rotting corpse whose head was suspended, and from time to time dropped corpse water. He had a strong feeling of nausea. This was not his nausea from the scene, but the reaction of this human body to the surrounding environment.

He looked at the witch in front of him.

That look was like looking at a madman.

"So you witches have been making god bodies?"

"You are crazy, once God blames you, we will all die!"

The witch's eyes were cold, and she said indifferently: "God will not blame us. How can a man-made god compare to a god who is a god with a body. This is just a body."

"It is a tool, a tool for us to inform humans, and it is also a medium for calling God."

The witch looked up at the extremely tall body of Kiriarod in the cave. Yes, the witches used the god Kiriarod as the prototype, combined with the bones and flesh of monsters and cosmic people to create a monster that resembled a giant. Stone-like existence.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the witches, this kind of image is the real appearance of the Kirielod people.

Her eyes were full of longing and madness.

"With that, we should be the real Kyriairods!"

"have a look!"

"How powerful and perfect it is."

"That's what the real Kyrierod should look like."

The witch turned around and looked at the astonished prophet, her crazy face was full of confidence.

"Prophet, it's time for us to let human beings see the power of the Kyriairods and the figure of God."

The prophet looked at the witch, looked at the huge body, and said: "Witch! You should understand that gods should not be blasphemed, so this body...who controls it?"

Everyone in Kirielod is arrogant and arrogant, not to mention prophets and witches with special identities.

If there is an opportunity to become close to God, none of them would like to be left behind.

"You should understand."

The witch walked to the foot of the huge body, patted the hard skin, and said, "Such a large body cannot be controlled by one person. We need to gather the spirits of the Kyriairods in Tokyo."

"Our consciousness is inherently unified, and there will be no conflicts. Only in this way can we exert its true power."

The prophet was a little hesitant, but he still nodded in agreement. No one can refuse such a powerful force.

The witch revealed the complete plan, because she needed the power of the clansmen, and at the same time, she had never tried this body.

Because there is a need for a voice in all consciousness.

Therefore, she needs another status person among the Kyriaelods, the prophet!
The prophet looked up at the huge body without any doubt about the witch, he didn't see the mocking look in the witch's eyes behind him.

Da da da!
In the passage, the sound of neat footsteps sounded.

When the prophet turned his head, he saw hundreds of Kyriairods had come to the edge of the cave, their expressions were solemn and serious.

"It seems that you are already ready." The prophet said to the witch.

The witch nodded.

"If you don't agree, it's useless to prepare more."

The prophet nodded in satisfaction. He thought that the witch was afraid of his status, and this year's witch gave up.

When all the waking Kyriairods gathered, the prophet stood at the front. They chanted the spell of the gods, and pale spiritual power floated from the top of everyone's head, converging into a ball of light.

The witch presided over the ceremony. She took out a thick and ancient book from nowhere and read the awkward sentences.

Eventually, with the exception of the witches, the spirits of all Kiriarodians, with the seer at their core, began to move toward the gigantic body.

Brilliant light emanated from around the huge body, and the blue holy flame also spread around in a circle on the ground.

"Success!"

The witch raised her head, her eyes filled with shock.

A false god appeared in her testimony.

Even though he wasn't perfect, he was still successful.

Under the mysterious spell, the corpses fell one by one, the witch didn't pay attention to that side, her eyes were always on the huge body.

After a while, the luminous body on the chest of the huge body lit up, and then the eyes lit up, and his head, his muscles, and his sharp claws moved.

Finally, his gaze settled on the witch at his feet.

The huge body gave out mixed tones.

"Female...witch..."

The witch was ecstatic, she ran to the feet of the huge body, and reached out to touch his skin.

"Success! Success!"

She laughed wildly in the cave with joy, but she didn't see that the eyes of the huge body in front of her gradually turned cold, and the flesh and blood of various races in her body clashed.

"Uh... ah!"

The many consciousnesses in the huge body began to scream, and the prophet forcibly controlled the spirits to stay together.

"no!"

"The body is not as perfect as the witch said, and it cannot withstand so much spiritual power."

"She's cheating on me and I'm the first to take the poison!"

"Damn it, it can't be like this, I have gained such a powerful force, I just..."

"Become a god!"

The prophet roared like a beast, and all his consciousness lost control due to the severe pain in his body.

boom!
The huge body trembled violently.

Seeing this, the witch shouted worriedly: "Prophet, what's wrong with you? How do you feel?"

Her answer was the sharp claws of a huge body.

The conflict of the body, the confusion of consciousness, this new terrifying existence almost instinctively survived, he began to devour everything in the cave, trying to make up for the conflict between the bodies.

Bones, carrion, corpses, rocks...

Just when the witch's spirit was about to collapse in the mouth of the huge body, she saw the huge body break through a rock, and behind the rock were thousands of sleeping Kiriarodians.

"No! You can't do that!"

"Stop it! Stop it!"

The witch yelled in panic, but the huge body had lost control at this time.

The terrifying desire to devour became stronger and stronger, and the huge body stepped into the second cave.

There were desperate screams, and the white spirit body collapsed in the air and disappeared in the bloody mouth.

"No!"

"How did our experiment become like this!"

The witch was devoured after all.

However, at this time, the changes in the huge body had stagnated, the flesh and blood that had been in conflict were excreted, and countless consciousnesses began to compete for control of the body.

"I am a prophet."

"No, I am the king of the Kirielods."

"No, it's a witch."

"I'm……"

The entanglement of different flesh and blood, the mixing of countless consciousnesses.

In this chaotic situation, an unprecedented monster appeared in the underground of Tokyo.

In the end, the monster's body stabilized, and it looked like the Kiriarod in Takano Jun's memory, except that his face was half a smile, like a ghost.

"I'm……"

"Kiri Aylord!"

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(End of this chapter)