Wizard: Seeker of Infinite Planes

Chapter 185 God Corpse
Beside a seemingly unremarkable small island, a black pirate ship stopped here silently.

Two Achilles warriors in heavy armor jumped off the pirate ship with Barbossa and Jack in their hands. The moment they landed, it was as if a shell had exploded on the beach, leaving two big craters in an instant.

"Wow, this really looks like a monster."

Looking at the big crater under his feet, Jack twitched. Even he had never seen such a monster before. It can be seen how heavy this guy is to be able to step on such a big crater with only his body and his own weight.

"The sea is always so wonderful, and it is normal to have such a respectable and strong man."

Barbossa made an extremely mocking gesture from Jack, then raised his head embarrassingly and said flatteringly at the Achilles warrior.

For a real old pirate, you must always maintain respect for the strong, so that you can live longer in the sea.

"cut."

Jack curled his lips, and let the Achilles warrior put him on a beach. It felt good to have his feet on the ground.

After casually kicking the sand grains on the beach, looking at the slightly familiar scenery, Jack couldn't help recalling the time when he led these unbetrayed subordinates here to discover the treasure of cursed gold coins.

He never wanted to collect any beauties, any rights, or any wealth. What he pursued was adventure and endless unknowns.

It's a pity that he underestimated human nature, and underestimated the essence and nature of other pirates.

Time has passed quietly, and those subordinates who betrayed in the past have also been punished as they should, and now they are no longer visible on the boat, leaving only myself and the minibus.

As for where the other undead skeleton pirates went, Jack had a good idea.

Tyler floated off a pirate ship like a leaf.

Regarding the environment of this place, Taylor expressed his disdain. He just floated in the air like this, and let Jack and Barbossa lead him and his soldiers led by Hawks to the sarcophagus of the cursed gold coins.

After passing through several streams, two bushes, and a more complex crypt environment, they finally arrived. There were large piles of treasures, and at the top of the treasures was a coffin made of stone.

As soon as he saw the coffin made of stone, Taylor stopped in his tracks, and his eyes involuntarily turned into golden vertical pupils.

In his field of vision, the coffin was exuding a higher level of power, turning into wisps of black smoke and wrapping around the gold coins above. This wisp of black smoke was the so-called curse of immortality.

The essence of this wisp of black smoke is very high, at the level of the blood god, but his strength is too low, so low that even Taylor can easily expel it.

Its energy intensity is so low that it is even difficult to maintain its own essence. Once it is stimulated by external objects, the essence it presents will collapse like a bubble, and then dissipate between heaven and earth.

It is equivalent to saying that the god's curse of immortality is more like a useless shelf. The shelf looks tall and splendid, but if a gust of wind hits, this seemingly resplendent shelf will be completely overturned.

In addition, this sarcophagus exudes an aura of silence and decay. It is obvious that the owner inside, or the former god inside, is dead.

The time to die is not short.

"How long has it been dead? The extraordinary factor of this world is rapidly dissipating, and it is thanks to its own essence that it can maintain this simple curse."

After seeing this sarcophagus, it can be regarded as an answer to Taylor's doubts. After all, it is also a curse cast by a third-level life form god.

How can it dissipate because of simple smashing?How could it disappear because it was burned to ashes by the flames, and how could it be useless because it was chopped into pieces by the wind blade?
It turned out that the gods themselves had already died, and the extraordinary factors of this world were also fading rapidly.

After reaching out to signal his subordinates and the two old pirates to stand still, Taylor floated onto the sarcophagus by himself, raised his hand, and threw all the cursed gold coins on the sarcophagus aside.

The cursed gold coin burst into gray-white light that is difficult to see with the naked eye, and a wave of curse power hit Taylor. Taylor's golden vertical pupils glared for a moment, and two golden currents appeared out of thin air, shattering all the curse power.

When Taylor picked up the real coffin below, there was only an off-white crystal and some powdery things that caught his eyes.

"This is…………"

Taylor looked at it carefully and found that this thing might be the godhead in the belief system, and the powdery thing next to it was probably something like cremated ashes.

For the real system of gods, there are two paths to the infinite plane. On the one hand, relying on one's own true strength and using faith as an auxiliary method, one can ignite the so-called divine fire to help the transition of one's own life essence.

The other system, in the records of wizards, is called a system of belief in gods that is full of flaws and extremely dependent on belief emotions and foreign objects.

The system of belief in gods is completely formed by the belief of ordinary intelligent life forms. The effect is obvious, and the quick progress is also fast, but it contains huge flaws.

The first point is that if their believers die, the gods will also be taken to die together. The second point is that if there are too many believers in the gods, the various prayer desires of the believers and the believers' own imagination about the gods will make the gods The ontology of the human body produces distortions that are difficult to correct, and it is increasingly derived in the way believers imagined.

The most important point is that believers have seriously delayed God, believing that God will never master his own laws, because his own power is based on the emotional power of the believer's power of sentient beings, which is too chaotic, too complicated, and fundamental It is impossible to have a single path of law for him to study, because its essence is an extremely rough mixture.

Even if he understood the law, he couldn't master it because of his own confusion.

This is why wizards look down on Belief God so much, and among the three-level living materials, Believe God is also known as the easiest to cultivate, and it can be raised by setting up a slaughterhouse.

Just find a few random worlds to create a few gods for the non-human intelligent population inside, and gradually, these gods will be distorted, promoted, and distorted by beliefs, and finally become the materials that wizards want.

However, the value of this material is too low compared to other third-level materials. Many wizards call this material a pseudo-third-level material, which is only slightly higher than the second-level top-level material.

"It doesn't seem like the kind of hopelessly stupid believer in God who knows how to forge a godhead for himself to analyze his belief thoughts and filter out most of the distracting thoughts in his belief."

After realizing that this godhead was no longer threatening, Taylor took out a special glove made of second-level sea monster skin from the space storage ring, picked up the godhead, and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look.

Due to the passage of time and the passage of faith, coupled with the rapid reduction of the extraordinary factor, now this godhead has become a screening machine for believers' distracting thoughts in a sense, and there is no power of faith in it. An empty shelf.

Looking at the godhead in his hand that had lost its original luster and turned into an empty shell, Taylor touched his chin, and suddenly came up with such an idea.

"Maybe it can be used as a kind of supercomputer for recording data."

After all, it is something to filter and analyze believers' distracting thoughts and beliefs, and it is definitely more than enough to be used as an auxiliary tool like a supercomputer.

(End of this chapter)