The Hogwarts Professor at Marvel

Chapter 691 The incarnation of the gods, the way forward for the Marvel mage
Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
In the true spirit space deep in the soul of the gods, there are densely packed and messy colored true spirit threads everywhere.

These true spirit threads are intertwined with each other, forming a huge, complex, and mysterious true spirit imprint.

However, because the color of each fungal thread is abnormally messy.

The brand of true spirit formed is also unusually messy.

All kinds of colors are mixed together. Even better, a true spirit silk thread has only two or three colors.

And almost, there are seven or eight colors.

It may be barely acceptable from a distance.

A closer look is visual pollution.

No, it should be said that after getting closer, I am afraid that the whole person will be distorted.

The pollution brought about by the distortion of countless fallen mages' true spirits is completely integrated into it.

Indistinctly, it seemed that one could hear the struggling sound of the fallen mage coming from the depths of the brand of the true spirit.

However, the true spirit is still condensing.

Although there is pollution from other true spirits, it also brings a lot of ferocious power.

Therefore, the true spirit brand, which was almost hit twice, provided an extremely important chance of rebirth.

In other words, even if he knew that these sudden true spirits had hidden dangers, he had to absorb and accept them.

And now, it's almost completely done.

I just don't know what kind of state the gods born under this pollution state will be like?
Maybe, it should be similar to the legendary Cthulhu.

After all, once a god is born, he is a god, and what the god is best at is creating family members.

Floating in front of the imprint of the true spirit, Lockhart silently thought of the work he had created.

It's time to end!
He still has work to do...

Lockhart in the soul state flew in the middle of the brand of the true spirit and closed his eyes.

next moment……

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
In an instant, countless colorful silk threads shot all over the sky like arrows.

Instantly penetrated the space of the true spirit of the god of heaven, and also penetrated the imprint of the true spirit of the god of heaven.

Immediately afterwards, each of the colorful silk threads glowed with colorful streamers, as if they were spiritually intelligent, each of the true spirit silk threads slowly attached.

entangled with it.

Almost every true spirit silk thread has a corresponding colorful silk thread intertwined with each other.

If twists are like twists, they are entangled with each other, tightly entangled, and getting tighter and tighter.

It seems that they want to embed or devour the true spirit thread into it.

If you carefully observe a true spirit thread, you will find——

As the colorful silk thread is tightly wound, the variegated colors on the original true spirit silk thread gradually fade away, as if being purified.

But immediately after, the pure white true spirit thread turned into colorful colors, converging with the colorful silk threads.

With the passage of time, the original colors were messy, but the real silk thread and the branded night of the true spirit gradually changed into brilliant seven-color colors.

The twisted and polluted atmosphere that was originally emitted seems to be purified.

almost completely disappeared.

Instead, there is an illusion, a sense of dream.

Like the power of a dream.

Lockhart still kept his eyes closed, but at the same time he was aware of all the changes around him.

Sacrifice to the dream world was a choice he made.

But the sacrifice belongs to the sacrifice, not to play with the dream world and light the cannon.

He naturally wants to take advantage of this opportunity to obtain corresponding benefits.

Otherwise, wouldn't the sacrifice be in vain?
And his target, of course, is the god he was eyeing at the beginning.

David, the leader of the fallen mages, attempted to take away the unborn god and try to replace him.

Other fallen mages also tried to carve up the origin of the gods, and the true soul tried to increase the probability of becoming a god.

The two evil gods also tried to control the gods and obtained a god-level puppet.

And he wanted it all.

He wants to refine the gods into his own incarnation.

As the method he was most proud of, the dream world was also researched by him with a lot of energy and a lot of money.

After sacrificing the dream world, his strength will definitely drop a lot.

But in the extraordinary world, being weak means being guilty.

He naturally wanted to find an alternative way to increase his strength.

And if you want to increase your strength quickly, is there anything better than obtaining an incarnation of a god?
To be born is to be a god.

As long as he operates properly, he can also gain a godly combat power for himself.

as one's own guardian.

After all, although he does not follow the path of the gods, it does not mean that he cannot accept things related to the gods.

What's more, there will only be more and more dangers in the future, and it will be difficult to bear without the strength of gods.

Moreover, he had guessed, and the system had confirmed that the mage's future lay among the gods.

When God becomes his incarnation, he can study better and understand everything.

hum!hum!hum!
The pure source power of the dream is constantly pouring out, and the massive dream consciousness accumulated in the two worlds is also assimilating the imprint of the true spirit.

Purify!wash!assimilation!
Time passed by every minute and every second, and soon Lockhart opened his eyes, staring at the huge seven-color real spirit brand in front of him.

call!
Lockhart's soul slowly drifted towards the center of the colorful brand, as if blending with water, blending into the most core position.

next moment……

boom!
It seems to have gained some kind of completeness, or encountered a new life.

Suddenly, the huge True Spirit imprint emitted dazzling colorful light.

The bright colorful light began to spread outward continuously, passing through the real spirit space, and reaching the soul of the god.

At the same time, a large amount of information kept appearing in Lockhart's mind.

The inheritance memory of the gods!
In the outside world, in the eyes of everyone, the soul of the angel next to him began to move.

Indistinctly, from his eyes and between his brows, he saw a colorful light.

Ian, Wanda, and Vera felt ecstasy when they saw this familiar feature.

It worked!
The tutor did it! ! !
Looking at the trembling body of the god's soul, a smile appeared on the faces of everyone present.

however……

hum!
The next moment, the trembling disappeared, and the colorful light between the eyebrows in his eyes dimmed.

Everything was silent, as if returning to the beginning.

In this way, everyone, raise your heart.

Immediately after...

call!call!call!
As if a gust of wind blew past, in the eyes of everyone, the originally huge and solid soul of the gods, like smoke, turned into wisps of mist and spread to the surroundings with a slight blow.

Soon, in less than half a minute, under the gaze of everyone.

The originally huge soul of the god turned into mist at a speed visible to the naked eye, slowly dissipated, and drifted into the surrounding space

The scene in front of them made everyone's heart flutter.

Because, this posture is too much like a failure!

However, the next moment...

call!
A familiar transparent figure flew up from below.

It was... Lockhart's soul.

Lockhart's soul quickly flew towards Thor's position.

Because, his body is next to Thor.

hum!
Like water and milk blending together, the soul blends into the body very smoothly.

The familiar sense of touch, the magic power flowing in the body, and the hard texture of the wand poured into my heart.

Lockhart opened his eyes.

then……

"Lockhart, tell me what's going on."

"Don't forget the terms you promised me."

Thor, the God of Thunder, asked in a complicated tone mixed with indifference.

(End of this chapter)