Gluttonous Warlock

Chapter 322 Cyber ​​God Creation
The moon hangs high.

The sea is glowing green.

Uncle An led a group of wave priests to hold a sacrificial ceremony.

At the end of the ceremony, a luminous maelstrom rose from the sea.

The door to the secret realm of water is finally open.

on the deck of the cruise ship.

Kevin and April are live broadcasting the sacrificial ceremony.

The number of viewers in the live broadcast room has exceeded 5000 million!
On average, one out of every 150 people in the world is in this live broadcast room, waiting for the moment to witness the miracle.

Allen stood at the bow of the ship, and more than fifty camera positions, including the aerial shots of the helicopter, focused on him.

Yoko took the coat that Allen took off.

As a bystander, she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and her heart beat faster.

I really don't understand why Allen has a calm face, showing no signs of tension.

The boy was shirtless and stretched out his arms.

Like a vigorous osprey, he jumped off the bow.

Pfft!
The moment he entered the water, a ball of snow-white waves appeared on the sea.

At the same time, a giant whale slowly rose from the large whirlpool directly in front of the bow!
The emerald green back shines brightly in the moonlight.

Emperor Kun, the Holy Beast of Water, is here as scheduled!

Compared to this god-like behemoth, Allen seemed too small.

In the live broadcast room, even Alan's die-hard fans couldn't help but suspect that it would be too irrational to challenge the holy beast of water with a mortal body.

However, in the next second, people's cognition was refreshed.

Boom! !
The surface of the sea exploded, and Allen turned into a monster of waves, and reappeared in people's field of vision and camera lens.

The majestic behemoth walks on waves.

His whole body was covered in emerald green mane, swaying in the sea breeze, exuding a truly terrifying aura.

The giant beast and the giant whale looked at each other.

The atmosphere on the sea was so tense that it almost froze.

Just when people were expecting a battle between dragons and tigers, the giant whale's eyes showed fear from the bottom of its heart.

Unexpectedly, he retreated into the whirlpool and tried to escape back to the secret realm!

"Want to run? It's too late!"

Allen, the giant beast, grinned sneeringly.

Showing white and sharp teeth.

In the vortex, a luminous barrier suddenly appeared, which bounced back the giant whale that was trying to escape by diving.

Allen had guessed a long time ago that the giant wave beast was suppressed by blood, and would run away in fright when it saw him.

At the beginning of entering the sea, the "wishing technique" was used to simulate the 8-ring "dimension lock", and the portal leading to the secret water realm was sealed in advance.

The giant whale had no way out, so it could only turn its head and flee instinctively.

The behemoth Allen stepped on the waves, strided forward, and chased after the giant whale.

The crew of the cruise ship tried to catch up with Allen and the giant whale at full throttle.

However, those two huge figures still pulled further and further away, gradually disappearing at the end of the sea and sky shrouded in night.

Fortunately, in addition to the fixed camera positions on the ship, there are also twelve helicopters in the air to provide aerial photography perspectives.

Kevin and April transferred to the helicopter to provide follow-up reports for the viewers in the studio.

On the vast sea, an aircraft carrier formation is sailing at night.

On the towering mast, the golden rattlesnake flag fluttered in the wind.

In the restaurant of the aircraft carrier, a party is being held to celebrate the successful conclusion of the Pacific Rim cruise mission.

Officers and sailors at all levels are looking forward to their vacation after disembarking.

At this time, a sharp siren sounded suddenly.

20 nautical miles north-northeast, a suspicious underwater target was found!
The restaurant suddenly became commotion.

The suspicious target is approaching rapidly!
There are no discernable signals!
Refuse to respond to radio warning!
Unknown nuclear submarine?
The commander of the fleet decisively ordered to attack the suspicious target.

Rows of torpedoes were launched roaringly.

The sea roared endlessly, setting off turbulent waves.

A giant green whale suddenly jumped out of the sea!

From the aircraft carrier to the escort warship, all officers at all levels stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded!

After being bombed by no less than ten torpedoes, he only suffered a few flesh injuries.

Even more incredible is...

In the blink of an eye, even this little skin injury healed on its own.

The water behemoth, which was eager to escape Allen's pursuit, was torpedoed for no reason, and it was already full of anger.

I found a big ship in front of me blocking the way, so I bumped into it without thinking!

Bang! !

The aircraft carrier was hit by a giant whale and split open on the spot!

Sea water poured in through the huge gap and flooded the lower cabin in an instant.

With such a fatal blow, damage control is of no avail.

The sailors escaped separately, praying for God's blessing.

The fleet commander climbed onto the lifeboat and looked back at the slowly sinking aircraft carrier, filled with shock and fear that could not be described in words.

The giant whale crashed into the aircraft carrier, and was bounced back, dizzy for a while.

Before she could recover, the giant beast Allen had already caught up with her.

Stepping on the waves, he jumped up suddenly and landed firmly on the back of the giant whale!

Behemoth Allen, straddling a giant whale.

The thick arms like iron towers strangled the giant whale's head.

The gluttonous black ball above the head is running at full speed!
Drain life!

Disassemble everything!

Devour souls!

The giant whale was dying under him, useless.

You can't get rid of the powerful grip of the giant beast Allen!

Accompanied by the gradually weakened wail, the body of the giant whale shriveled at a speed visible to the human eye.

In less than 10 minutes, all the blood, including the divine soul, was devoured by the giant beast Allen greedily.

Those who witnessed this scene with their own eyes also included tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room.

Recalling that not long ago, that giant whale easily rammed and sank an aircraft carrier, the highest crystallization of human military technology, but now it was being ravaged by Allen, unable to fight back...

The strong contrast makes people feel that the world is so unreal, and the original three views collapse instantly!
When people's old concept of the world collapses, it is urgent to establish a new concept to support the precarious spiritual world.

Allen, who slaughtered whales with his bare hands, happens to be able to prop up a spiritual pillar on top of the broken ruins of people's hearts, and provide people with the sense of stability they crave.

A person does not kneel down because of his faith, but he kneels down first before he has faith.

God's ecological niche is there, if you don't occupy it, others will take it.

On this night destined to change the world, Allen responded to people's inner prayers and no longer concealed his divinity.

He rose from the sea.

Like the wind on the water.

Replace the water monster and become the idol of the Wave Esoteric Cult.

Feel the believers' will to believe and gather in themselves.

Back on the boat, Allen was interviewed by April, frankly declaring that he is a god walking in the world.

……

"I am Joshua and the Messiah!"

"You have ruined this originally beautiful land and turned it into a corrupt Sodom and a sinful Gomorrah!"

"So I'm here to change everything!"

"In this land full of depravity and evil, reshape axiom and justice!"

……

This remark was immediately strongly protested by the religious circles.

Yet these protests mean nothing.

Allen's influence, along with his unforgettable majestic appearance of a giant beast, has been deeply implanted in people's hearts, perfectly in line with the public's expectations of a savior.

After the two titles of Internet celebrity idol and superhero, Allen once again used the power of the Internet to successfully build himself into a god in the self-media era.

After tonight's live broadcast, the discussion about Allen on the Internet has just begun.

Allen was walking on the deck, feeling a trace of faith, gathering on himself from all directions.

The vast majority of them are die-hard fans of the live broadcast room, living all over the world, and became loyal followers of Allen on the same night.

A smile curled up on the corner of Allen's lips.

The first step of the god-making plan was a complete success.

Following this pace, within ten years, it is expected to perfectly integrate the origin of the ancestor Beamon!
Create public opinion, perform in public, convert fans into religious believers, and collect the faith and will of believers. Ten years is worth the accumulation of 600 years of hard work alone.

This is the reason why the gods rose rapidly in ancient times, and once suppressed the ancestors to the point of nowhere!

Of course Allen knew that the power obtained through the worship of believers was not stable.

If one's own personality collapses and loses the worship of believers, he will fall from the altar.

But he doesn't care, after all, it's just a stopgap measure.

If it weren't for the fact that this world is not suitable for cultivation, he wouldn't be able to take this road of pretending to be a ghost.

What really touched his heart was the amplification effect of the Internet on religious communication.

In the pre-Internet era, if you want to make a new church bigger and stronger, you can only form an offline association and preach peer-to-peer, which is quite inefficient.

However, with the Internet infrastructure, especially in the era of self-media, both commercial advertisements and fallacies can spread virally through the Internet.

Both truth and fallacy can flourish in this era.

Allen also thought of the world of warlocks, the belief network built between gods and believers, which is similar to the Internet to some extent, but more closed.

On the contrary, the configuration provided by "Prayer Technique" is more open.

Even if you are not a believer in a certain god, you can still try to communicate with it through praying.

Allen further diverged his thinking.

If in the world of warlocks, we borrowed from the Internet and prayer techniques to create a more open network with lower barriers to carrying extraordinary inheritance, and provided it to all interested people for free to learn, it might break the relationship between the warlock family and the Church of the Gods. A monopoly of extraordinary power!

Perhaps, this is the "third way" that I have been pursuing for many years. …

three days later.

private beach.

Alan was wearing sunglasses and swimming trunks, lying on a bench and enjoying the afternoon sunbath.

On another reclining chair next to her, Yoko was wearing a sexy bikini swimsuit, her white and tender skin glowed charmingly under the moisture of sunscreen.

Uncle An, dressed as a housekeeper, came over and leaned close to Alan's ear.

"Master, Mr. Hawke Smith from DC, would like to speak to you."

"Hawk Smith... whose general is this?" Allen asked casually.

"Smith is officially Assistant Secretary of Homeland Security and Director of the Secret Service, the person President Simpson trusts the most."

Uncle An introduced.

Allen nodded knowingly.

Since this person is the head of the guards next to the president, the purpose of coming here is self-evident.

"My dear, I have heard some rumors about this Smith."

Yoko sat up from the recliner and took off her sunglasses.

"Tell me."

Allen took the cocktail she handed and took a sip.

"Smith has a close relationship with the Glacier Esoteric Cult. If I guess correctly, this person should be a saint of the Glacier Esoteric Cult."

Allen nodded and looked at the old man beside him.

"Uncle An, what do you think?"

"The Glacier Secret Cult is the most low-key among the six elemental secret sects. There is very little information about this organization."

"We only know that the Glacier Secret Cult has been deeply involved in the political arena for many years and has already established an intricate network of contacts. The current President Simpson is likely to be a secret member of the sect."

"The Secret Service is responsible for ensuring the safety of the president."

"The chief of the Secret Service must be the president's confidant!"

"From this point of view, Ms. Yoko's guess is almost inseparable."

"Glacier Secret Religion..."

Allen held the cup and pondered.

Now that he has become the co-master of the two major sects of waves and volcanoes, his next target is the secret sect of glacier!

With the divinity of the ancestor Leviathan, he can suppress the extraordinary power of the ice priests.

The glacier esoteric believers who worship Fenrir, the holy beast of ice, happened to be restrained by him.

Fearing that he couldn't find a chance to get in touch with the Glacier Esotericism, Hawk Smith, who is suspected of being a Glacier Saint, came to him by himself.

It's like handing over a pillow when drowsiness comes, it comes at the right time!
Allen shook the wine glass, and the ice cubes hit the inner wall of the glass, making a crisp sound.

Allen drank the wine in one gulp and stood up.

"Yoko, Uncle An, accompany me to see Mr. Smith."

……

Hawke Smith is short and plain looking, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

If he hadn't sensed the cold air emanating from him, Allen wouldn't have been able to tell that this middle-aged man, whose image and demeanor resembled a primary school teacher, was actually the chief security officer next to the president.

Mr. Smith expressed his intentions frankly.

Mr. President has announced his candidacy for re-election, but the poll data is not optimistic.

Smith hoped that Allen would use his influence to call on believers to support Simpson and vote for him to be re-elected.

In return, Allen can join the president's staff, become a partner of Mr. Simpson, and gain support in the political and business circles.

"That's all?"

Allen crossed his legs, crossed his arms across his chest, and sat on the sofa in the most relaxed posture.

"Mr. Smith, these rewards you mentioned are dispensable to me."

"If you want to get my help, you have to show more sincerity."

Smith straightened his glasses and reached for the steaming cup of coffee on the table.

The extremely cold magic power was introduced into the cup through his fingers.

Click!

The scalding coffee suddenly condensed into a lump of ice, breaking the porcelain cup.

Yoko, who was standing behind Allen, changed her face slightly, and touched the handle of the knife with her fingertips.

Clang!
The samurai sword hanging by the waist ejected a half-foot sharp edge!
Allen raised his hand and shook his head slightly.

Yoko bit her red lips and sheathed the knife.

"Uncle An, it seems that Mr. Smith doesn't like coffee, give him a glass of water."

Uncle An shrugged and quickly brought a glass of ice water and placed it in front of Smith.

Smith stared into Allen's eyes, as if trying to figure out his intentions.

Allen smiled without saying a word.

He gestured for him to drink water.

Smith hesitated for a moment, then reached for the water glass.

His fingertips touched the outer wall of the glass, and he retracted immediately.

His complexion changed rapidly.

The ice water in the cup became scalding hot at some point.

Smith looked at Allen, and then at the young woman in red wearing a sword behind him.

He knew that Asura Yoko was a saint of the volcano esoteric religion.

As a mistress, she lived with Allen openly.

It is like a political marriage, marking that the Volcanic Esoteric Sect and the Wave Esoteric Sect have formed a deep alliance at the strategic level.

Without making a fuss, a glass of ice water turned into boiling water by remote control.

Smith would not be surprised if this was Asura Yoko's doing. After all, she is the best person in the world at manipulating fire magic.

However, he did not perceive the fluctuation of the magic power of the fire element from Yoko.

Could it be that besides Yoko, Allen is also good at manipulating the magic of fire elements?
This thought disturbed him deeply.

There are indeed geniuses in the world who can manipulate the magic power of multiple elements.

But at the level of a saint, one can only focus on one kind of elemental magic power.

If you are half-hearted and practice multiple disciplines, you will lose the favor of the holy beast, and even be deprived of the sainthood and lose your extraordinary power.

As a saint of the Glacier Esoteric, Smith felt qualified to make the above conclusions.

However, if you think about it carefully, I am afraid that Alan is such a strange creature that it cannot be inferred by common sense.

Not long ago, Allen broadcasted the hunting of the holy beast of water and claimed to have replaced the holy beast as the new god of the Botao Esoteric Sect.

If the live broadcast was not a show, wouldn't it mean that this young man succeeded in killing God as a Saint of Waves?

The power of the saints comes from the holy beasts they worship. The holy beasts can deprive the saints of their power with a single thought. How can the saints kill the holy beasts and replace them? !

Smith couldn't figure it out.

Just as he couldn't figure out why Alan, as a saint of waves, could use the magic power of fire with opposite attributes at will.

"Mr. Smith, why don't you drink water?"

There was a trace of provocation in Allen's smile.

"If you think the water is too hot, you might as well cool it down yourself, just like you did with that cup of coffee."

Smith hesitated for a while, then slowly stretched out his right hand to hold the glass.

Try to output ice magic to cool down the boiling water in the cup.

however……

Smith's face lost all color in an instant.

Beads of sweat protruded from his forehead.

Trembling fingers almost knocked over the water glass.

The magical power in the body is suppressed by some mysterious force, and it cannot be released at all.

How is this going? !
Smith looked up, looking at Allen in horror and confusion.

"Mr. Smith, you are a mortal, and I am a god."

"The strength of a mortal is vulnerable to the power of a god."

Snapped!
Allen raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The "wish technique" simulates the 5th ring "dominates human beings", easily penetrates Smith's will defense line, and firmly controls his spirit.

The rest of the conversation was completely dominated by Allen.

As Yoko and Uncle An conjectured, Smith and the Glacier Esoteric Cult he represented were not so much a religious society, but more like a union of political families.

Long before the birth of this country, the believers of the Glacier Esoteric Cult had begun to meet regularly in the southern manor.

From the War of Independence to the Civil War, and then to the two world wars, there are glacier esoteric activities behind it.

Since the founding of the People's Republic of China more than 200 years ago, he has served as more than 40 presidents, most of whom are agents supported by Glacier Esotericism.

The current President Simpson is no exception.

Under Allen's mental control, Smith knew everything.

All kinds of privacy about President Simpson were also spoken out without reservation.

Allen frowned.

Uncle An and Yoko, who have seen too much ugliness in the world, couldn't help showing disgust.

This Mr. President, to put it mildly, is an out-and-out scum.

"It is not a bad thing for the agents supported by secret religion in the political circle to have weaknesses, and they can be used as a handle to control them."

"However, it is too abstract to push a beast with human face and heart to the presidency."

"Smith, I don't like Simpson."

"His existence has lowered the moral lower limit of all mankind."

Allen expressed his attitude frankly.

"Now take me to the headquarters of your religious order, hold a sacrifice, and summon the holy beast of ice."

"After taking over the Glacier Secret Cult and obtaining the blood essence of the Holy Ice Beast, we will discuss how to get rid of Simpson, a scumbag who has failed to achieve anything and is prone to corruption, and replace him with a more reliable president to manage this country for us."

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