So, how do you trigger it?

Leon took out the [Shining Destiny Dice] from the backpack bar, and found that it was much heavier than expected, and the touch of the hand was cold and firm, even if it was pinched between his fingers, the dice surface was still constantly changing, and it was impossible to see clearly.

Holding it in his hand, a sense of déjà vu naturally appeared in his mind, prompting him how to use the dice.

"The previous owner of this dice, who was a senior member, has died, so this dice become an inheritance,"

Li Ang squinted his eyes and muttered to himself, "The inheritor doesn't need to participate in the assessment like an ordinary newcomer, as long as he injects extraordinary power into the dice.

If you upload enough at one time, you will be recognized by the dice and automatically become a junior member of the Super Best Friends Alliance..."

"I have to pay the principal first, and then divide it into junior, intermediate, and senior members?"

Chai Chai smacked his mouth, "The more I listen to it, the more it looks like a P2P pyramid scheme... Eh, how did you put it away? ”

"Hmm."

Li Ang put the dice into the backpack bar, and said casually: "I haven't returned to 5,000 yet, and my spiritual power is not full, if I find that the share is not enough halfway through the upload, it will be embarrassing - I didn't say that the principal will be returned."

Wait until the state is full before using it. ”

"Uh-oh."

Chai Chai nodded, suddenly realizing something, "Huh? 5000 divine power? ”

Leon smiled and roughly explained how he ordered the hive unit to collect amber blood, and by the way, he rolled up his sleeve and peeled off the artificial skin covering the back of his right hand, revealing the mark of the gods.

The imprint of the former marsh reindeer god is gray-black and has three wooden vines overlapping to form a triangle, the outer side of the triangle is a flowing river, and the inner side is dotted with vines and colorful rare flowers.

As time passes, the river rises and falls, and the flowers and vines wither and bloom.

And now, after merging with the divinity of the distorted starfish, the shape of the imprint of the gods has changed,

It became a chaotic and blurry, constantly vibrating, changing shape.

Leon tried to use the divine power, and found that compared to before, the creation, life, and healing effects of the divine power were retained.

Aggressive and assimilating, a little stronger, and also buried a hint of destruction, death, and distortion.

The efficiency of converting the power of faith into divine power has also been greatly improved.

When it manifests, the recovery speed of divine power is at least twice as fast as before.

"So now it's a demigod or not?"

Leon sat on the wooden chair of the alchemy workshop, lost in thought.

The trace amount of divine power emanating from the body makes the wooden chair bloom with gorgeous and colorful flowers everywhere,

Chai Chai's eyes lit up, and he took down a ball of flowers, and first made a wreath on his head, but found that the flowers grew more and more, so he simply made a wreath on the spot.

It is even very ingenious, using black flowers to form a "lay" in the middle of the wreath.

"The occult books don't say anything about being a god...

Generally speaking, when a divine creature is promoted to a demigod, there should be some vision, right? ”

Li Ang muttered, his eyes catching a glimpse of the god mark that was changing shape, and muttered, "Do you want me to trigger it myself?" ”

His brow furrowed slightly, focusing his thoughts on the sigil of the gods on the back of his hand.

Rumble!

A cracking roar sounded in his ears, and Li Ang only felt that his consciousness was stretched sharply, and he saw such a scene in a trance-

In the vast darkness of space,

Dense, massive, towering tentacles and feet dance wildly, surrounded by a swamp of greenery.

Touching his wrists and feet whipped wantonly, pumping the swamp to pieces,

The swamp, which has no shape constraints, reconsolidates again and again, slowly moving forward with silent churning bubbles.

The two sides are in a stalemate, the battle line is tugging back and forth, and the tomb is robbed

The life forms that touch the wrists and feet are more powerful, but the swamp has a home field advantage, and the total amount is more, and it is difficult to distinguish for a while.

Is this a confrontation between the distorted starfish and the reindeer gods, the will that remains in the divinity...

In the dark, Leon had a vague intuition,

Gods are immortal, and even if they are demigods or even dying covenant spirits, their lives are far more tenacious than mortals can imagine.

For a long time, the fragments of the reindeer god's broken will remained in the imprint of the gods, and it was only because the reindeer god was dead that there was not much movement.

After all, it is the divinity inherited from plunder, and it is okay to use it normally, but if you want to go further, you must completely erase the traces of the will of the reindeer and the aberrant starfish...

Li Ang took a step forward, and his will surged towards the battlefield like a raging tsunami,

Everywhere it passed, the swamp mud was forcibly flattened, like an ancient well without waves,

Touching the wrists and feet was also like being struck by lightning, and it suddenly stopped.

However, in the next second, the swamp and brachiopods suddenly woke up, and the fragments of will remaining in the divinity were furious,

Mere mortals who also want to destroy the will of the gods?

The swamp set off a tsunami twenty meters high, and it smashed down like a collapsed high-rise building.

Leon looked up and took a deep breath, the player panel lit up, but the items and props inside could not be taken out, and the skills could not be used.

In other words, this is not the real world, but the battlefield of consciousness in the imprint of the gods.

How tenacious is the will of the individual?

Leon took half a step forward,

Closing the fist,

Bang out.

Wow –

The swamp mud seems to have been cut in two by an invisible hand,

Touching the wrist and foot, the whole piece is concave, and the outline of the fist emerges.

Li Ang stomped on the ground, his body leaping into the air, his arms smashing down like iron pestles, crushing his wrists and feet deep under the mud.

The countless memory fragments that make up the personality of "Li Ang" are churning and surging up from my mind,

Those happy, sad, angry, desperate, joyful, scenes flashed in front of me like a marquee.

A long, long time ago, Leon also complained about the heavens and others, resented his own situation, and resented the cruelty and ruthlessness of fate.

The dark quagmire of despair and anger stripped him of all the light of hope, drowning him little by little.

If I hadn't met Wang Congshan and the dean back then, what kind of person would I have become?

Maybe after Xiaoqiang's death, he will be bad to the end, completely abandon the bottom line, and act recklessly.

Enjoy the pleasure and excitement of breaking and playing with the rules,

Laughing silently, watching the world burn,

In the end, because of strong self-loathing and self-destructive tendencies, he voluntarily died at the hands of the righteous "brave".

Draw an end to the fate of the sad individual "Leon".

Leon tore the last wrist and foot in two, and a faint smile appeared on his face stained with a little mud,

The nameless anger that ignited with the memory swelling up slowly subsided.

Peaceful, firm, grateful.

In the real world, Leon's cloudy eyes cleared again, and he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and looked at the back of his hand.

The triangular swamp pattern is gone, replaced by a mossy reindeer skull on top of the grass.

This is the mark that truly belongs to him.