The seemingly aimless excavation brought Luo Zhengdao closer and closer to the goal he was pursuing, until one afternoon two weeks later, and of course, there was no change in the day and night seasons in the astral boundary. The pickaxe in his hand shook suddenly, as if it was colliding with some hard object, and then Luo Zhengdao heard an angry roar, and a voice shouted like a bell:

"Despicable blasphemer, get out!"

Before Luo Zhengdao could react, an unknown object with a glittering golden light revealed itself in the depression of the rock wall, and his instinct as a magic card master suggested that this was the Godhead. At the same time, a white figure with an indistinct face appeared at the end of the cave not far away, along with a roar. Luo Zhengdao, who was glad that the godhead was startled, was taken aback, and he immediately calmed down, if the defenders of the reef still had enough strength to fight back, they would not try to expel him with mouth cannons but killed him with real knives and guns.

"I just need a little godhead, you don't have to be so stingy!"

As he spoke, Luo Zhengdao stretched out his hand and pulled out the godhead that had turned into a golden crystal prism from the rock wall, and stuffed it into the space bag with a swift movement, ignoring the meaning of the other party's warning. What's more, he is not afraid of the other party's threat, as the saying goes, the fallen phoenix is not as good as a chicken, even if he was a god, mixed up to the step of falling into the star boundary, it is also a scumbag. Seeing that Luo Zhengdao is still an apprentice stage of the magic card master, this fallen god who has been wandering in the astral boundary for many years wants to play Heng, but he may not be his opponent.

In the eyes of Luo Zhengdao, whose vision is broad enough, these gods in the new world are nothing more than a group of impostors, their immortality is not the real eternal immortality, it can only be said that they were lucky enough to get a ticket to the road to eternity, and there are still 108,000 miles between the steps to the real immortal!

"Wait a minute, stranger, you need more than Godhead."

It is estimated that it is a correct measure of the difference in the strength of the two sides, and after a loud roar, the hazy humanoid white light did not recklessly pounce on Luo Zhengdao to fight Luo Zhengdao, but politely expressed some kind of kindness.

Seeing a lot of all kinds of ghost tricks, Luo Zhengdao didn't dare to believe the words of others, and said with a smile:

"What do I need, is it relevant to you?"

"Yes, we can make a deal, mortal."

Hearing this, Luo Zhengdao stopped with a negative attitude that it didn't hurt to listen, and said:

"Oh, say it! What chips do you have? ”

I wanted to break the intruder into pieces, but the god, who had fallen into the astral boundary for a long time, had just been awakened by the rough methods of the rookie tomb robbers, and his mind remained calm, and he said:

"Knowledge! Since you need a godhead, you must also need other knowledge about being a god, and I can make a deal with you. ”

Knowledge is a priceless treasure, this is not true, the old world also has the so-called true transmission of a sentence, false transmission of thousands of books, this is a ridicule of many people when teaching others knowledge, the habit of leaving a hand of inferior roots. In fact, there is nothing wrong with this, the 10,000 books that people give you may not be fakes that fool people, and the latecomers really study these 10,000 books carefully, and they can also get the true meaning of the true words, the difference between the two is that one is simple and easy, and the other is full of obstacles. The predecessors spent countless time and energy, walked through countless wrong roads and detours in the middle, and luckily figured out the true biography of the world-shattering machine. It is conceivable that no matter who is left with such a hard-won thing, they will not be willing to casually pass on this insight to others.

This is quite tempting, many thoughts appeared in Luo Zhengdao's mind one after another, and after thinking silently for a while, he said flatly:

"Okay, please use the Styx Oath to ensure that the transaction between us is fair and reasonable, and if you choose to refuse, I don't need to make a deal with an untrustworthy stranger, this knowledge is not a secret to the gods."

The humanoid white light on the opposite side shook a few times, and replied in a slightly trembling voice:

"I agree to sign the contract."

The Styx Oath is the most binding contract, and the defaulting party will fall into the Styx forever and cannot turn over, theoretically even the gods are not exempt, and the deterrent effect is much greater than those miscellaneous contracts.

The current matter is not trivial, how dare Luo Zhengdao be sloppy, and said with a glance:

"What conditions do you need, tell me clearly before signing the contract, don't make any mistakes."

“…… You've built up a lot of faith power, and it's only a matter of time before you become a god, and I'm hoping to reach a sharing agreement. ”

To be honest, Luo Zhengdao doesn't care about what faith or not, he knows the ability of the magic card master very well, and he can have the power comparable to the gods without being a god, otherwise how would the Aragami series end? The magic card master's legalized body is also close to immortality, as long as he does not die from external blows, natural aging is a false proposition for the magic card master. If it weren't for the fact that the curse of the desolate god was always entangled, Luo Zhengdao would not have bothered to engage in any settlements and the great cause of human restoration. Because of this, Luo Zhengdao didn't feel the slightest sense of dividing his faith, but he couldn't cheapen the other party for no reason.

After a deep groan, Luo Zhengdao said:

"Okay, you explain the conditions in as much detail as possible, all the details must be made clear, I don't like the words of two interpretations in the contract at the same time."

The initiative is in the hands of Luo Zhengdao, and no matter how powerful the humanoid white light was, now he can only obediently stretch his neck and prepare to be stabbed. After a deadly argument between the two sides, the Styx Contract was declared, and then, the fallen god began to explain the necessary knowledge to Luo Zhengdao, and was strongly bound by the Styx Contract, and it was a tease to kill himself if he wanted to lie.

“…… Faith has a poisoning effect, it will distort your own will and true nature, if most believers think that you are a cruel and fierce god, then you can only go in this direction, there is no other choice, so the god is also a slave of faith. ”

Luo Zhengdao, who originally knew nothing about it, listened to the people who came over and vomited bitterness, and couldn't help but feel cold and paralyzed, this god is not so easy to be, he hesitated for a moment, and said:

"Demigods won't have these troubles, will they?"

The white light of the humanoid trembled a few times, as if it was laughing, and replied:

"Do you think demigods can be considered gods?"

Listening to this kind of words that you are also worthy of the surname Zhao, Luo Zhengdao couldn't help but roll his eyes, and listened to the parts he was concerned about in great detail, and he asked the other party to compress this knowledge into a book and take it back to study it slowly, and then said with a sigh of relief:

"Then happy cooperation, I will honestly fulfill the agreement, and I hope you will do the same."

"Hmph, it's not a good idea to cheat the Styx Oath!"

Luo Zhengdao's trip to the astral realm has gained a lot, and the most surprising thing for him is that the role of the godhead is very large, originally he thought that the godhead was nothing more than some kind of qualification, but he didn't expect this thing to be extremely functional. To be precise, the Godhead is a multi-functional aid that combines things like computers and mobile phones, whether it is storing the power of faith, listening to the prayers of believers, or assisting the host in analyzing and casting spells, the Godhead is an indispensable and important aid. Luo Zhengdao didn't rashly implant the godhead into his body, but only placed it in a necklace-shaped amulet, which was enough to promote the power of faith that was scattered around him to gather together, and no longer spread outward as before to the point of exaggeration for fear that others would not see the name.

"What did you call us for, Lord Earl?"

Finally looking forward to the safe return of Luo Zhengdao, who was out, his subordinates received the notice of the meeting before they could put the hanging heart back in their stomachs, and they looked at Luo Zhengdao with a confused expression, not understanding what the purpose of the earl was in such a hurry.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Luo Zhengdao stood up, spread out a drawing on the conference table, he raised his eyes and scanned the faces of the participants one by one, and said in a deep voice:

"Look, everyone, this is an architectural drawing, and I'm going to build a special building."

Saril Byrne, the Overseer of Yaling, who had just returned from his work, looked at the text on the corner of the drawing, and said in amazement:

"Pantheon?"

Vina Dubov looked at Luo Zhengdao worriedly, looking like she wanted to speak and stopped, she frowned tightly and didn't say anything in the end, probably because she felt that it was not good to embarrass Luo Zhengdao in public, so that he couldn't get off the stage. Compared to the half-elven beauties with mixed feelings, the Yaling Overseers didn't have so many worries, and the heroic Saril didn't accuse at all politely:

"I'm very sorry, Your Excellency, but allow me to take the liberty of asking, don't you know that there is no precedent in this world for worshipping gods together?"

Hearing this, Luo Zhengdao was in a non-hesitant posture that I didn't care about, he smiled and said:

"As I said, this is an ordinary building, not a place to worship gods, no matter what the name is, it doesn't mean it's a temple!"

Indeed, Luo Zhengdao made it clear that the name of the building has nothing to do with the actual use, and a place that is not dedicated to the gods certainly cannot be counted as a temple! Although Sariel felt that this was a quibble, and she only shook her nose and did not speak, the others present let out a sigh of relief, and praised the Earl's extraordinary creativity.

The Pantheon is not dedicated to the gods, this is not a lie, in a world where the true gods exist, to conceive such brainless ideas is purely self-inflicted. Although the gods have different styles, they are all self-esteemed beings without exception, and their camps and positions are different. Of course, in the end, the unlucky one must be the unlucky guy who built this kind of brain-dead building, to say that this kind of middle two behavior, in addition to being despised by people with too low IQ, there is only the effect of infinite death.

In fact, the Pantheon designed by Law was reserved for Scientology, and statues or portraits could be enshrined in the Pantheon after the death of future scientists who had achieved outstanding results. Roughly estimated, it is not low that these great scientists, who have absorbed a lot of faith power, will preserve their subconscious after death. Even if only one out of 10,000 people succeeds, sooner or later, this pantheon will become a veritable pantheon in the long years to come. Luo Zhengdao himself is not sure whether this far-reaching plan will succeed, let alone explain the reason to his subordinates, and some things don't have to be so clear.

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