In the process of integrating the formation diagram on the ground into the divine source, all the inscription masters on the sixth floor were in shock. For ordinary people, the scene just now was just a dazzling light, but in the eyes of the inscription master, it was the most wonderful scene, a great moment of the integration of the inscription and the consciousness of life.

Through the surface of the human body as a medium, it is possible to rely on the form of glyphs to enhance the individual's combat effectiveness. Theoretically speaking, the higher the level, the higher the bearing capacity, the more glyphs on the body, and the stronger the natural combat effectiveness. In addition to rank, physical fitness, lineage, and personal talent can also affect the carrying capacity, but level is always the most important factor.

Generally speaking, as long as you reach the holy level, you can carry five glyphs on your body. Someone as gifted as George could already carry five glyphs at the level of the Grand Magus. As a result, many people have wondered, as a god whose power is too strong to exist in the plane, how much carrying capacity is there?

At this time, the inscription masters on the sixth floor were fortunate enough to witness this moment, and the inscription arrays that spread throughout the entire sixth layer were completely integrated into the divine source. Although it is very different from the inlay form of the glyph, the essence is not different, and there is no doubt that it is the glyph of the god of death.

Darko stood still, the inscriptionist who had filled in the gaps in the formation, and he was shocked even more strongly than anyone else. What he saw from that magic array was not just the array diagram and inscriptions, but what was behind them, which was the law.

He saw the towns and cities in the wilderness starving, the barren fields overgrown with weeds, all kinds of natural disasters one after another, plagues and diseases spreading everywhere; he saw the battles between multiple forces for many years, the dry bones piled up on the battlefields, the scavenging vultures hovering all over the sky, and the young soldiers continuing to fight meaninglessly on the dry bones of their predecessors; he saw that time passed like water, bringing countless so-called long-lived races to the graves, and the cemeteries continued to grow in size, and were finally forgotten by future generations and turned into wilderness.

"It's ......" Darko stood with his mouth half-open, surprised, unable to utter a word. He didn't know why these images appeared on the level that was close to the law.

"What do you see?" the voice of the god of death rang in Darko's ears, the same as the one that had sounded in everyone's ears before, but this time only Darko could hear it.

"Destruction, destruction, killing, devastation, no, neither, that's fair. The voice of the god of death was unhurried, just right for Darko's mind to keep up with his speed, "When the world is decayed and degenerate, the weak survive and the class is unbreakable. Only death can maintain the ultimate justice. ”

Darko was even more surprised, he found the logic of the death myth very strange, but he couldn't find the words to refute it. All living beings in the world have their own lifespans, even for saint-level powerhouses, this time is not more than a few hundred years. The consistency of death is the greatest fairness that the laws of the plane give to living beings. And it is precisely because of this fragile fairness that necromancy will naturally become the target of public criticism.

"Obviously, you broke this fairness, and the undead turned what was a finite life into infinity, so that death is no longer the final end, and of course the other gods will not do it. Darko sneered in his heart, but he didn't think anyone would voluntarily become an undead for the sake of infinite life.

For Darko, who was once an undead creature, death is something that still haunts him to this day, and in the hell of the dead, whether it is the fate of constantly returning to the starting point, or the suffocating loneliness, he feels afraid all the time. If he is allowed to experience that kind of eternal life again, it is really better to die happily.

"Do you think I created the undead?" as if in answer to Darko's question, the voice of the god of death rang in his ears. Darko was stunned, and soon realized that the Grim Reaper was probably an omniscient and all-powerful being in his kingdom, so that he could know all his thoughts.

In fact, the undead existed thousands of years before Celelomis became a god, and there is no absolute connection to the god of death. The Grim Reaper simply borrowed the beliefs of the undead and became the most powerful god in that period of history.

"The gods are against me, not because of the undead, but because of a battle of faith. ”

"Is it still about faith...... From Bright, who believed in light in his previous life, to sacrificing at the dark altar in this life, and trading with the god of prophecy, Darko has always had a question lingering in his heart, "What is God?"

The Grim Reaper was silent for a moment, and in an instant, a supreme divine power filled the entire space, and everyone found that their bodies began to tremble involuntarily. This is not a psychological fear, but the body can no longer be controlled by the will under hierarchical oppression, and the self-protection mechanism triggers spontaneous trembling.

That's a good question. At this moment, Celelomis seemed to re-emerge as the invincible god of death, "When there are other beings who believe in you, worship you, fear you, and pray to you, you are a god." ”

"Is this God?" Darko was a little surprised, the meaning of God was so simple.

"Yes, Darko, you are also God, you are the God of your believers. Although you do not appoint a priesthood, as long as you believe in you personally, you are your believer. ”

"Believe in me personally?" Darko muttered to himself, although Wendy had said similar things to him, but it was obviously more tangible from the mouth of the god of death, and he couldn't help but wonder, "Compared to other gods with priesthood, believing in an individual is just a cult of personality, obviously a notch off, and more like superstition." ”

"From the point of view of the power of faith, there is no distinction between the law and the individual, it is just your own values that define the high and low for him. Death paused, and then said, "People who believe in a thing are only superstitious at first, but when a god obtains the corresponding godhead, faith has a specific reference, and believers can get feedback from the gods, and it becomes faith in the true sense." When the gods fell, the original believers naturally became superstitious again. ”

"In other words, as long as you can draw on the power of faith, you are a god?" Darko summed up according to his own understanding.

"It's not that simple. God is a standard, an example, a symbol, and a responsibility. The Grim Reaper suddenly fell silent when he said this, I don't know if he remembered something from the past, and after a while, he changed the subject and said, "To get back to business, in the past three thousand years, you are the only explorer who has passed all the tests, and I will reward you." ”

Dakota thought about it and knew that the so-called test refers to the screening carried out by each layer, and the first five layers needless to say that Dakota had already guessed, and this sixth layer was naturally tested by the speed of completing the formation, so he was the only explorer who had passed all the tests in three thousand years. Originally, Darko thought that the purpose of death was to resurrect himself, but now that the purpose has been achieved, the so-called test has no meaning. But it seems that this is not the case, and there will still be rewards for those who ultimately help him resurrect, indicating that the Grim Reaper is not an ungrateful character who crosses rivers and bridges.

The Grim Reaper then asked, "Human, do you want eternal life?"

Darko was stunned for a moment, and the scenes he had experienced kept replaying in front of him. From the fragments of Bright's past life, to the ignorant little skeleton in the hell of the undead, to the current Darko. Although he hadn't thought about it, the experience had already taught him what to do. Darko shook his head lightly and said, "I've paid a lot of price to change from an immortal body to a body with a natural lifespan. ”

Immediately after that, Darko asked, "Why do you say that I am the only explorer who has passed the test for 3,000 years? Wasn't there a man who came in here more than a thousand years ago? ”

"The man from a thousand years ago......" The god of death fell into the memory, a thousand years is not very long for a god, especially the existence of the god source like the god god, "he did not pass my test, and even timidly on the first level." However, he was the first person to enter my kingdom after my fall, so I reached out to him after I felt his arrival and made a small deal. ”

"Transaction...... Darko heard the word, and the first thing that came to mind was the god of prophecy. When mortals make a deal with God, first of all, the status of both parties is unequal, and naturally it cannot be a fair deal.

Sure enough, I heard the Grim Reaper continue, "In exchange for the power he wants, he will realize his dream of unifying all the oceans of the Venus plane and becoming the King of the Pirates." ”

"Arrival! That's not ......" Darko was shocked again, others may not know the details of the arrival, but he knows it very well, and Wendy has explained it to him in detail. The divine soul is a level higher than the mortal soul, and the result of the two sharing the same body will only be the assimilation and absorption of the human soul and become the nourishment of the divine soul.

But to be on the safe side, usually the gods will only descend a small part of the gods on mortals, so in turn, the souls of mortals themselves will also interfere with and affect the souls. The Sons and Daughters of the Churches are all devout believers who voluntarily accept the Coming of God, and this influence is minimized. Presumably, the Grim Reaper didn't have any more choices at the beginning, so he could only choose the explorer to come.

"That's right, when I descend upon him, his own soul will lose its dominance, and gradually his sense of self will be lost. The Grim Reaper did not shy away from telling the truth, "but he did it of his own free will." ”

"Maybe he doesn't want to live in mediocrity, maybe he thinks the opportunity to trade with me is rare, or maybe he knows that he doesn't have much to live. Eventually, he agreed to my coming, and I was able to leave the kingdom of God and see the plane two thousand years after my fall. As if telling a story, the Grim Reaper said slowly, "It turns out that the influence of the original host soul is far greater than I expected. Although his soul was quickly assimilated by my spirit, his cognition, his habits, and his obsessions all affected me all the time. Gradually, the part of my divine soul that descended became unclear which was my original purpose, whether to become One Piece or to find an inscriptionist? Fortunately, there is no contradiction between the two, and in the process of constantly expanding my reputation and sphere of influence, it also provides convenience for finding the inscriptionist. ”

Darko's mouth was suddenly opened, it turned out that at that time, the god of death was already looking for an inscription master to complete the formation map, but he guessed it without asking the ending. The magic convergence circuit was a puzzle that was solved more than 500 years ago, and it was still unsolvable thousands of years ago.

Sure enough, the god of death continued, "In the end, I became the recognized One Piece King in the plane, and I gathered the best inscription masters in the plane, but there is still no way to complete this formation. In order to avoid living too long and attracting the attention of some gods, I let the gods return to the kingdom of God, and One Piece died. ”

"That's the case, the real One Piece is you, the thousand-year-old guardian of Tex, and it can be regarded as choosing the right person by mistake. Darko muttered to himself.

"Tex, is that a troll? My spirit dispersed its trust to some of my loyal subordinates before returning to the kingdom of God, and it is one of them, and since you know it, it means that it is still alive now?"

Only then did Darko know that the reason why Tex was able to live for thousands of years was not only because of race, but also because of the faith of the god of death. It was about to meet Tex on the way, the first battle, and the thousand-year-old protection of the relics of death.

"Faith only allows a believer to gain comprehension of a higher level of power, and prolonging one's life is just an added benefit, but it is really speechless to waste one's life like this. Death sighed.

Dakko found that compared to other gods, the Grim Reaper seemed to be a little more "human", obviously possessing great power, but he did not engage in mysticism at all, what to say.

At this moment, a spatial fluctuation suddenly came from afar. Dakko looked into the distance, and saw that the color of the ground had changed in the area where the direction of spatial fluctuations came from. He rubbed his eyes, and finally saw that it wasn't just the ground that had changed color, but the entire space had changed color, and that the area was getting bigger and bigger.

Soon, from the perception of spiritual power, Dakko realized that the discolored area was a change in divinity. Under thousands of years of immersion in the relics of death, every corner has been tainted with the divinity of the god of death, and now the divinity of that area has completely disappeared for some reason. From a distance, you can see it through the change in color. I don't know what caused it, but it's not just people or things that can compete with the gods!

"Huh? Death muttered to himself.

Darko's heart was shocked, and he could hear from Celemis's tone, which was not only doubtful, but also solemn.