I upgrade points in the Holy Inquisition

Chapter 642 644. Do you know how long I have been waiting for this scene?

This is destined to be the most special "dissection" Lloyd has ever experienced.

Because in principle, such a "dissection" has obviously violated the laws of nature and objective existence, and is very unrealistic.

It is like dissecting a person's "kindness", "cruelness", "laziness", "diligence" and other human nature and special features, which is very magical.

Obviously, in the face of the established reality, this kind of thing is definitely impossible.

So it is necessary to interfere with [falsehood], influence with [veto], and change with [distortion].

These three powers to change reality are the "scalpels" that Lloyd needs to use.

And [microscopic analysis] is the "microscope" he uses to observe.

And [Supreme Realm] is the "operating table" he uses to operate.

The last [superb swordsmanship] contains his hard-earned dissection skills.

So when Lloyd followed the skills taught by his uncle, he activated his three powers at the same time and activated the [Supreme Realm]. Through the means of dimensional distortion, he entered a short state of dimensional upgrading.

A bizarre picture unfolded in front of him.

This is a chaotic scene that is difficult to describe in words, like countless colors gathered and intertwined, and mixed by people's irregular and thorough disturbance, resulting in a chaotic graffiti.

It is vast and magnificent, like a whole world, a whole universe.

This is the microscopic vision presented to him under the influence of [Microscopic Analysis].

The chaotic colors are the legacy of the three former deans, and also the existence of this temple, or this evil god in this world.

Lloyd must extract the color he needs in such a "chaotic universe".

And he had to hurry up...

Luckily, he still had the last gift from his cheap uncle, the strange key, which at least allowed him to not have to distinguish what these "colors" specifically represented and symbolized. He only needed to find the one he needed most under the guidance of the key.

Then, the powers of [illusion], [distortion], and [veto] were activated at the same time.

In an instant, Lloyd returned to his most familiar underground cell, and in front of him was an indescribable creature tightly bound by various shackles.

This was the picture he imagined, just to make himself more accustomed to it.

Then, his most handy dagger-like psychic blade appeared in his hand.

Lloyd took a deep breath, walked over, and began to cut the indescribable creature as he had done countless times before.

The surface of the blade rubbed out some fine metal sparks, which looked more like grinding the blade than dissecting it.

This was not because the opponent really had such a strong physical defense, but the power of [veto] and [distortion], which was in the most primitive collision with the opponent.

In a sense, Lloyd was having a different kind of confrontation with the evil god who had not yet awakened.

Lloyd did not hesitate to exert all his strength, causing even more dazzling sparks to burst out at the intersection.

At the same time, the power of [Distortion] was also at full power, trying its best to interfere with the evil god's perception and consciousness, so that He could sleep longer.

He had to hurry up and complete this "stealing" before the short-term dimensional effect of [Supreme Realm] ended, before his spiritual power was exhausted, and before the evil god woke up.

Soon, under the rapid consumption of spiritual power in his body, Lloyd's face changed a little, and his facial features seemed to be about to melt, and he was a little bit unable to hold on.

The limbs of his body were also constantly squirming, as if he was about to grow a third arm.

Under the influence of the evil god, he couldn't help but want to let go of himself and return to his original state.

But Lloyd gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed the desire to return to his original form.

He knew very well that if he could not ascend to [Immortality] in human form, he would never be able to change back.

Perhaps this was a more convenient shortcut. As long as he changed back to his original form, the road to godhood would be smooth.

He could even vaguely feel that he could try to steal more things and directly replace the evil god. It only took a simple step and a simple choice to ascend to the last throne.

This was definitely a temptation that was hard to refuse.

But this was not the choice Lloyd wanted.

What he wanted to do was to be the ‘person who ascended to godhood’.

People…

He had already vowed that no matter what situation he faced, he would not give up this most important point.

So no matter how restless his heart was or how violent his body was, his faith did not waver at all.

He rejected this dangerous temptation.

There was no trembling in his hands, and he continued to cut.

Until he pulled out a piece of something that looked like a nerve bundle from the indescribable object.

This was the [Immortality] characteristic that Lloyd had imagined, presented in front of him in such a relatively intuitive form.

That thing was quite active, and as soon as it was in his hand, it suddenly became agitated, wrapped around Lloyd's arm, pierced his skin, and couldn't wait to merge with it.

It even swam rapidly under the skin, spreading to Lloyd's brain and heart.

But Lloyd seemed to be unprepared for this, allowing the [immortality] characteristics of these nerve bundles to invade his whole body, until they surrounded his brain.

Immediately, a series of gongs and drums came to his ears. This was inspiration and weird intuition reminding him in the most intense way. It was also mixed with the heart-rending screams of the tentacle grass, and his whole brain seemed to become He went to a nightclub and was so noisy that Lloyd's eyes hurt.

But he still didn't react and allowed those nerves to invade his brain.

He even closed his eyes as if he had given up and resigned to his fate, with an evil smile on his lips.

The next second, Lloyd returned to his [Thinking Realm].

There doesn't seem to have been much change here. It's still the dead wasteland, there are still the towering spiers, and the sky is still the scarlet blood moon.

Around and under my feet were the same fields of the past, the lush grass, the unfinished palace, the giant flower bud representing Hiltina, and the four-spiral spire.

But the difference is that these scenes that were supposed to remain unchanged suddenly changed.

The blood moon squirmed slightly, like a living eyeball, and focused its attention on Lloyd.

The tall towers pulled out their 'legs', like giants standing tall on the sky and the earth, became active in the wasteland, and surrounded Lloyd's position.

Only where Lloyd is, there is no movement. These things that belong to him are still quiet, seeming to be waiting to meet the final destruction with him.

The Tentacle Grass was so frightened that it was hiding in the glass cover, digging hard into the soil as if to bury itself deeper.

Lloyd just stood motionless, smiled, and asked:

"What are you afraid of? Am I back?"

"嘤嘤嘤!"

The tip of the tentacle grass poked out from the newly dug pit, as if its head was exposed. A pair of 'hands' were still pulling on the edge of the pit, and continued to shout:

"嘤嘤嘤!嘤嘤!"

As it spoke, it pointed at the scarlet blood moon in the sky.

"Well, I know that it is the consciousness of an evil god. I wanted to steal his [immortality], so he took advantage of the situation and tried to steal my body."

Lloyd looked up at the blood moon and continued to explain:

"This is the inevitable result. Although He is very weak and still sleeping, he is not so sleepy that he doesn't even know that someone has ripped out his heart and lungs."

The blood moon seemed to be responding to his statement, and the moonlight projected by it had a touch of joking, seeming to be mocking Lloyd for his insignificance and overestimation of his abilities.

"My body is naturally stronger and better than what he has messed up by himself. Instead of trying to confuse the ancient survivors and try to revive himself, it is better to just occupy the dove's nest and use what I have ready-made."

"Well... it can even be said that this is his best opportunity and best choice. Once he succeeds, he does not even have to be trapped in the current dimension. He can also hope to break through the shackles of the dimension and become a higher-level existence. "

Lloyd continued to speak, and then felt some changes in the moonlight again, conveying his thoughts to himself:

"Well said."

But this is not the evil god communicating with Lloyd, but the mysterious first priest among the ancient survivors.

"I see, you have done this a long time ago, integrating your consciousness with the evil god and becoming his nourishment, but also a part of him."

Lloyd saw through the opponent's trick at a glance.

"Yes, not just me, or you, but also our other people, everyone will become a part of my Lord."

The message conveyed by Blood Moon was mixed with an extremely exciting emotion, and he continued to ‘speak’ like this:

"This originally took a long time, countless resources, and endless sacrifices, but you...the creation of an ancient god appeared in front of me."

"You are so perfect. You are the most perfect vessel I have ever seen. You are a stunning masterpiece that only higher-dimensional gods can create."

"It's a pity that you think you are a human being..."

"From the first time you set foot in the temple, I witnessed what you did. You allowed you to plunder our hard-earned savings and did nothing to stop your blasphemy. All of this is for today. This step.”

"Sure enough, you thought you were still a human being, so you couldn't overcome the instinctive greed in your heart and made a choice that met my needs."

Following His words, the giants transformed from the giant towers in the wasteland began to speed up their pace, and soon approached the last piece of pure land where Lloyd was.

"Just destroy your last bit of humanity and everything will be over. Don't be afraid. No need to resist. This doesn't mean death, but a great sublimation!"

"Insignificant human beings will coexist in the body of our Lord and in His consciousness. There will be no more suffering and no more disputes. Isn't this the future you are pursuing so hard? I am just giving it to you. ”

"Every one of us is one, we are all brothers and sisters."

"So, I sent you an invitation a long time ago. Why didn't you accept it openly? Why did you give up the temptation of becoming a god? We don't have to go to this last step."

After hearing this ‘declaration of victory’, Lloyd nodded and replied:

"Sure enough, I felt that I was one step away from becoming a god. Is this what you call an 'invitation'?"

"Yes, but unfortunately, you refused. This is hard for me to understand. Your firm belief surprised me. You are just a creation of the ancient gods. Although I don't know why you have human self-cognition and consciousness, you are not a human being. Why do you refuse? Why do you have to go to the last step of fighting?"

"Let go of these naive ideas and stop resisting. You should know that under the great will of my Lord, your persistence is meaningless."

The blood moon in the sky 'said', turning its eyes slightly, letting the scarlet moonlight sprinkle on the tower giants.

Under the stimulation of this moonlight, their bodies began to change rapidly, and soon they grew tentacles, and even the most basic human appearance could not be maintained, and they turned into huge and strange monsters.

And in an instant, they gathered around Lloyd, surrounding the last piece of pure land here.

Any one of them could crush Lloyd's position and easily destroy his last hope.

"I'll give you one last chance to surrender to my Lord. In the new world of the future, your childish humanity may still be preserved. Otherwise, I will crush it completely! Don't you think you can resist the will of a god?"

Blood Moon issued a final warning.

But Lloyd smiled and replied:

"Fuck you."

Then, he raised his right hand, made a snap gesture, and asked back:

"Don't you think that an evil god can do whatever he wants in my domain?"

After that, he snapped his fingers.

But it was not a crisp sound of 'pa', but a crisp 'ding~'

The next second, the only four-spiral tower behind him that had not been alienated suddenly emitted a brilliant light, casting a circular halo on the ground.

Then, beams of light shot down from the sky and hit the ground covered by the light circle, making a muffled sound of "dong dong dong".

From the beams of light, things emerged that even the evil god had never seen.

A handsome and gorgeous giant robot, a masked hero dressed like a locust, an Indian wearing golden armor who looked like an emperor, and all kinds of beautiful girls without shoes.

"Do you know how long I have been waiting for this scene?"

The smile on Lloyd's face became brighter.