Shaping the divine body, igniting the divine fire, and gathering the divine personality are the three steps that Ainan learned necessary to become a god.

For a true god, the body is the body, the power is the blood, the fire is the heart, and the godhead is the brain. As for explaining the priesthood and the like, it is purely that the gods who have lived too long to come out to fool mortals in order to pass the long time to relieve their boredom do not have much meaning to the true gods, and only the mortals who have been fooled will think that the gods need them.

For example, in front of low-level beings, they show off their strength, satisfy the psychology of being worshipped, develop a church if they want to play farming, and fight a religious war when they are interested. The gods watched with great interest as the mortals fought to and fro, and those who threw themselves into it even rolled up their sleeves - gods, that's how willful they were.

"Pathetic mortals, for in God's eyes they are mere tools for fun. That's right, people who play fighting and dog fighting will care about the idea of chickens and dogs? It's impossible, they just have to be happy. ”

Ainan sighed, if you don't have enough strength, you can only be used as a pawn, your fate is in the hands of others, if people want you to like you, you can only laugh, if you want to be sad, you have to cry, what a sadness this is. In the eyes of higher beings, mortals are just toys to relieve boredom, and they are not even as good as toys, and the truth is so bloody that people dare not look at it directly.

Be a chess player, don't be a chess piece, so becoming a god is the end, and intermediate mages, high-level mages, magic masters, and the like are just a certain stop on the road to becoming a god.

Ainan followed the team on his legs, but his mind had already sunk into the godhead, absorbing the knowledge left by the tangram with all his might.

The tangram's consciousness slumbered, and the divine power was not given at all, only the godhead remained, which retained its perception of the rules for thousands of years and the countless ways to use the energy. If you can absorb and digest it as your own thing, let alone a magic master, even if a demigod meets Ainan, he will have to kneel.

It can be said that the tangram left Ainan an with an immeasurable fortune, but it is of little use to Ainan now.

The perception of the rules is not only a level that Ainan at the level of a magic apprentice can touch, and a little knowledge of the method of using energy may be useful.

Who made the tangram a god, how bad can God's vision be, and he is qualified to be low-end and low-end by what he exists in Godhead.

As a result, there is a mountain of gold in Ainankong, but there is no way to cash in the gold, so he can only dig in the mountain, hoping that if he is lucky enough, he can get some scraps and corners out.

There are hundreds of ways to beat demigods in his mind, but the actual combat power can't even release a slightly lethal spell, such a big gap can suffocate people from internal injuries, if it weren't for Ainan's experience of a qualitative detachment in life and death, he would definitely not be able to deal with it as indifferently as he is now.

It was not easy to find something that could be used in the vast amount of knowledge, and it took Ainan ten days to achieve only a small harvest. However, he didn't feel discouraged, because in the process of reviewing, he easily sorted through the knowledge, and the next time he needed it, he could find it immediately.

Speaking of this, Ainan had to complain, the tangram vainly said that he was a god, and the knowledge of Shenge was not organized, and the degree of sloppiness was beyond imagination.

In this way, people have become gods, who to reason with?

"Boy, beware of falling into the mud."

Someone pulled Ainan from behind, and it turned out that Ainan didn't pay attention to observing the road conditions when he was traveling, so he didn't notice a small mud puddle in front of him. If it weren't for someone else holding him, he would have stepped straight into it and turned into a mud monkey.

Ainan paused, turned around, and smiled in thanks, "Thank you, Matrice." ”

"It's not going to be someone to remind you every time."

After coldly leaving a word, Matis ran to maintain order in the group.

Matis, a knight who sold her fortune and decided to join Sir Lothar, a descendant of Soladin the Great, on a search for a new land in the south. Like the vast majority of the group, she believed that the descendants of Soladin the Great were the ones who were truly worth following, and even if she could continue to live a worry-free life in Aratho, she resolutely left and swore not to be Torbain's courtier.

Well, what to say about the descendants of Soladin the Great, what to say about going to the south to find a new land, is really just like many bloody court dramas, the kingdom has changed masters, and the fallen royal children are in exile with a group of diehards.

According to Ainan's observations in the past few days, Lothar is not a gentleman, on the contrary, he is kind and resolute, and has his own personality charm, otherwise there would not be so many people following him. It's a pity that the first two generations of kings of the royal family were too defeated, and before the knight could ascend to the throne of the Soladin royal family, he was removed from the throne of the king, so the poor sir had to think of a new idea when the other party was still consolidating his power and could not take care of himself.

If there is a choice, Ainan will not follow Lothar, and what he needs most at this moment is to have enough time to sort through the messy knowledge within the gods, instead of playing the game of the Great Migration.

From Ainan's point of view, Lothar was really forced to go south this time, and it was too shameful to go to a strange area to find a new land when the road ahead was unknown and the preparation was not sufficient. If you are lucky, you can succeed, but if you are unlucky, this team with no way back will be wiped out and die in a foreign land.

What did this young man think, he was fooled by a few words, and his brain followed others as soon as his brain was hot, but it made me miserable.

Ainan wasn't happy when he first learned about his situation, but after a few days, he won't. If this young man hadn't followed this team, leaving the familiar environment and those who knew him well, he would have been suspected a long time ago.

It's so good now, there are no people in the team who are familiar with the original Ainand, even if there are a few people who know each other who are busy burying their heads in the road, which gives Ainan enough buffer time to slowly familiarize himself with the world and absorb the memories left by the original owner.

"It's time to the Sadol!"

The crowd cheered at the front of the procession, and everyone who heard the news showed smiles on their faces and cheered. Arriving at the Sadol River is equivalent to coming to the border of the kingdom, and there is no need to worry about the pursuit of a large army, no wonder everyone is like this.

In the past, Soladin the Great also sent troops to the south in an attempt to expand the territory of the empire and expand the living space of mankind. However, reality ruthlessly slapped the emperor in the face, from the imperial royal city of Riptide Fort to the south, with the Sadol River as the dividing line, near the Riptide Fort is a plain with abundant water and grass, once the Sadol River is crossed, it is a wetland swamp area full of mud and even the air with a rancid smell.

This swamp area is infested with monsters, gnolls, swamp crocodiles, quagmire monsters, velociraptors and other deadly creatures that threaten humans in droves, and the irregular appearance of mud pits that can trap people, it is too difficult for humans to establish themselves here. The ease with which to cross the wetlands and endless towering snow-capped mountains of Danmoro has forced humans to abandon their exploration of the south and expand to the north, where it is easier to survive. It was also when the expansion to the north went wrong that the prestige of the royal family plummeted, so much so that it was replaced by the great nobleman of the country, Tolbain.

If he hadn't been cornered, Lothar wouldn't have led the team to the south to try his luck.

Looking at the cheering crowd, Ainan didn't seem very happy, he knew very well that it was only when Sador's exile really began.