Cizer was deeply shocked, and what had happened that night was a bit terrifying, and at the same time, he had new questions.

What is the relationship between God and man? If God is real, then why is there a war? Doesn't the church say that God loves the world? Who is the unknown god in the church?

......

A series of questions echoed in Cezel's mind, and old Merlin just looked at him quietly, as if he saw himself back then.

Cizer took a deep breath and suppressed all the doubts in his heart, knowing that he was not qualified to pursue these ethereal things now.

"What conclusion did the teacher draw from his study of the gods, and what does it have to do with the cultivation of divine power?" Cezel shifted the subject to the original question.

Old Merlin looked at Cizer and became more and more fond of his disciple, and it was difficult for ordinary people to turn their attention to other places when they heard this kind of secret, and they lost their original intention because of this.

It's a difficult thing to be ambitious, and he is very relieved that his disciple has done this.

"The appearance of the gods cannot be replicated, even if it spreads faith in imitation of God, but without the corresponding god position, it has no effect, just look at the group of guys in the church, it is just futile to do so. So I changed my goal, and since the true god cannot be copied, then why don't I create a false god?" said Old Merlin slowly, and looked at Cizer to see that there was not the slightest confusion in his eyes, and then continued.

Unbeknownst to him, Cezel's inner world had already turned upside down at this time.

If you can't get a true God, you have to create false gods? What kind of logic is this?

Old Merlin did not notice Cezel's inner struggle, and said to himself: "I used to frantically explore those unknown places, looking for the relics left behind by the gods, and I will not go into details, but most of the ruins are dilapidated, and even the divinity is lost. Only that time did I find a near-complete relic of the gods!" A flash of frenzy flashed in Old Merlin's eyes at this time, which was keenly captured by Cizer.

Cizer had a hunch that what Old Merlin said next might affect his life.

"I received the blood of a god from ancient times. Old Merlin's voice was calm, but Cizer noticed that the corners of his eyes were constantly beating.

Is the blood of the gods...... Cizer was a little confused, this seems to be a very powerful thing, but what is the use?

Old Merlin continued: "I couldn't sleep all night after I got this thing, and I used all my means to understand the nature of this thing, and for this reason I also scattered my family wealth to form a top alchemy laboratory in the empire. Speaking of this, Old Merlin's eyes were a little embarrassed, "But I didn't get any conclusions." ”

Cizer was silent, he could imagine that when your enthusiasm turned into a bubble, that empty sense of loss could swallow a person's heart.

"I became more and more crazy, but this madness destroyed me. I poured a small tube of divine blood into my body. Old Merlin's eyes were extremely gray when he said this, and Cizer could feel the boundless remorse.

"Then I lost everything, the magic disappeared from my world, and no matter how much I sang, there was no magic response. Old Merlin spoke slowly, in a calm tone as if telling someone else's story.

"However, I made a new discovery. ”

Cizer listened intently.

"A new power has arisen in my body, it is weak, but it is an extremely powerful ability, lucky!"

Kindness?

Did I hear me right?

Isn't luck also ability? I'm not sleepwalking, am I?

Cizer wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

"That's right, it's lucky!" said Old Merlin again, repeated. "After I got this ability, I experimented repeatedly, and I did it no less than a thousand times like flipping a coin. A normal person, after so many coin tosses, should have the same number of heads and tails, right? But I've tossed heads more than 800 times!"

Cizer somewhat believed old Merlin's words, such a logical experimental reasoning is not something that a crazy person can do.

"I began to think about the reason why I had lost the ability to perceive magic, and after thinking about it, I came to a conclusion. Old Merlin looked at Cizer and said word by word.

"It's not that I can't perceive the magic, but that the magic I perceive is swallowed up. ”

Engulf......

To provide for "lucky"?

Reasonable speculation, very logical. Cizer thought silently.

"After that, I did a lot of messy experiments, and finally there was a little bit of a turnaround, and when I went to a place with a very high concentration of mana, I realized that I could already do simple one-star magic. Old Merlin was a little excited, and he spoke much faster.

"So I had the idea that if the magic in my body could be used to support the 'lucky', I would be able to use the magic without hindrance? I took in the first student, and he succeeded, but he also failed. ”

"What's wrong with him?" asked Cezel worriedly.

"At first, he had the power of Lucky perfectly, and could use magic without hindrance, but Lucky's appetite grew. And then he was just like me......"

There was a brief silence in the chamber, as if to mourn for someone.

"Is it a matter of dose?" said Cezel, his reasoning.

A hint of approval flashed in Old Merlin's eyes. "Yes, I thought so too, so I took in the second student. ”

He ...... How's that?" Cizer couldn't help but ask, even though he already knew the outcome.

Old Merlin sighed deeply, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be much deeper.

"I failed again, this time I kept taking magic potions for him, and even sent him to a magical maze, but I still couldn't escape the curse of fate. ”

Cizer was silent, he didn't want to ask any more, for he already knew the outcome of his third brother, who was also the son of old Merlin.

However, Old Merlin continued, "I have come to understand that the growth of my own magic power can never be matched by the devouring speed of luck, and it has nothing to do with the dose of divine blood. It is like a young god, growing rapidly until it devours its own conceiver.

Later, I finally came up with a solution, the blood of God needs to be carried by the power of God!

I found people in the church and gave half of God's blood to get them to agree to transfer the power of faith to my son, and it really worked. The candle flame in the chamber flickered, and old Merlin's eyes fell into darkness, so that Cizer could not see his expression clearly.

But after some time, the people of the church terminated the deal. They found that even if they used the power of faith that the church had accumulated over the years, it would only last for ten years, and that would not be enough for my son to become a godlike and destroy the demons. ”

Although Cizer had a speculation, he couldn't help but sigh, the power of the gods is so powerful, do mortals have to pay the price if they want to get it?

But the price is really a bit big, isn't it? People without magic can only stay at the bottom of the world forever, so what's the use of luck in this situation?

"Teacher, what are you going to do?" At this time, Cizer had already experienced Old Merlin's despair, and in his understanding, Old Merlin should have given up this plan, because there was no more powerful force to support the rise of a god.

But old Merlin's words frightened him to death.

"The power of the empire I tried...... But I failed...... So I think outside the realm of empire...... Do you know the beliefs of the demons? Their beliefs are very pure, but they do not believe in a god, but a star...... Her name is Lucifer, and she is seen as the mother of all demons. ”

Cizer woke up in an instant, as if he had suddenly fallen into a sea of ice in the heat of summer, and the biting cold made his heart stop beating!

Cultivating Divine Power...... Dependence on the blood of the gods...... Lucifer, the star of faith of the demons......

Old Merlin wants to make himself the home planet of Lucifer astrology magic! Rely on the power of the demons' faith to provide divine power!

This is really a crazy idea! Cizer thought that the three defeats had made old Merlin restrain a little, but he did not expect him to be more crazy and more thorough!

This is tantamount to a direct confrontation with the gods! This is stealing the authority of the gods under their noses!

At this time, Cizer finally saw the eyes of old Merlin, and the darkness and his pupils became one, like an abyss, slowly engulfing itself.

"How sure are you?" said Cezel, worriedly.

"Three...... Well, actually, there is none. Old Merlin returned to normal, and confided his sincerity to Cezel. "You still have a choice, my child...... You can choose to forget about tonight, I will find you the best tutor in the Holy Sword Academy, you will become a good knight in the future, if your talent is a little higher, or if you are lucky enough, it is not impossible to become one of the best powerhouses. ”

Cizer groaned, he knew what choice he should make. The temptation of the power of the gods is great, but let's take a look at the fate of the previous owners. Old Merlin's frustrated life, several students have followed in his footsteps, what else do you have to hesitate?

Cizer took a deep breath, and just as he was about to tell old Merlin about his choice, his open mouth could not make a sound.

Because he saw old Merlin at this time, his heart was pounded hard.

Old Merlin looked at Cezel, his clenched fists hidden in his sleeves, his arms trembling slightly, and his empty eyes were already soaked with tears, and two tear streaks flowed from the corners of his eyes into the vertical and horizontal wrinkles, and a desolate aura permeated the air.

"It's all right, kid. Whatever choice you make, you are my student and my favorite disciple. Old Merlin didn't seem to feel the tears on his face, and reluctantly smiled and said to Cizer.

Is that all......

Is it what you want to learn the same things, do the same things, and finally become the same knight like everyone else?

Am I not going to be the strongest, and if I make that choice, will I regret it?

Such an opportunity to have the power of a god sounds great!

Cezel's eyes shone brightly, still sparkling in the dim chamber.

"Teacher, please help me, I want to be the most powerful knight!"

After a brief silence, the sound of an old man echoing in the secret room. The voice was choked at first, then burst into tears, until at last it had turned into a burst of laughter, but the tears remained.