Chapter 49: The God of Greed

Like Kurt, he is a pure god.

But the so-called "enchantment" is different from the concept of "space" created by Kurt.

Enchantments are barriers, which create absolute barriers and use the power of enchantments to guide the tide of battle.

Very few enchantments can directly cause direct death to enemies, and most of them are negative effects that remain in the body for a long time.

Of course, this is based on the enchantment magic that humans have wielded.

For the sirens, they can use the enchantment to kill the enemy instantaneously with a snap of their fingers.

If anything, the elements in the sirens are very special - they have properties that can speed up the "aging" of objects.

Infuse this special element with magic and kill enemies instantly by increasing the rate of aging.

The reason why the sirens still maintain the appearance of young and lovely girls may also have the effect of slowing down aging.

In addition to being good at laying down enchantments, the sirens are also very skilled in sealing.

Although both abilities are relatively common magic, they are highly effective when paired with elements that can accelerate aging.

Naturally, he is also one of the most honest patron saints around Glutton.

"Are you alright? Gluttonous adults? ”

"Well, what about you, siren, are you doing well?"

"During the time that I couldn't stay by the gluttonous adult's side, the little one was really lonely."

Didn't stay by the glutton's side...... It should refer to the time when the gluttony is sealed, right?

"I'm so sorry that I was too incompetent to cause this to happen."

"Please don't say that! As the gods who guard you, it is absolutely our fault that we have failed to fulfill our responsibility to protect. ”

"The little ghost is right, it's all because of our negligence that this tragedy happened, please don't blame yourself!"

"Yes—that's exactly what you two say."

"Thank you for the lift."

It's really uncomfortable...... Suddenly, he was admired by sycophants.

In other words, since these gods who are guarding the gluttonous side are not sealed, they don't know where they live.

According to what Night Pavilion had just said, these gods had not been staying in Kot's space all the time.

Maybe Chio will stay in the elven kingdom and be in charge of state affairs.

According to what the siren just said, "stay in the enchantment" may be in the enchantment he created himself.

What about the Night Pavilion?

When he came over, he walked slowly from the other side of the corridor, and it was impossible to tell where he had come from.

"Knock knock—"

There was a knock on the other side of the door.

"Who is it?"

"Greetings, Lord Kuiyong, I ask to see you."

"Kui Yong...... Is it? Let him in. ”

"Yes! Please come in, Kuiyong-sama. ”

"Thank you, Griffin."

It was a deep man's voice.

Not only was it low, but the sound was like it was covered by some kind of object, and the sound was a bit miscellaneous.

Of course, as soon as the door opened, the tall figure in front of him also witnessed Wu's conjecture.

It was a swordsman in black iron jumpsuit armor, and the reason why his voice was unclear was because of the pitch-black helmet.

In order to show respect for gluttony, Kui Yong knelt down on one knee without hesitation after entering the door and asked Wu for peace.

"In Xia Kuiyong, meet Lord Gluttony here."

"Thank you for coming."

"Wherever you speak, I will always obey your commands."

The shiny black jumpsuit was covered with several chains that sealed some kind of power, and the parts of the body from the neck down were tied with chains.

He wears a peculiarly shaped one-horned helmet, which is the shape of a knight's helmet in the Middle Ages, and the peculiarity of this helmet lies in the sharp horn on the tip of the nose - like the shape of a rhinoceros horn.

It seems to be a very airtight helmet, but the nasal sound of breathing can be faintly heard coming from the helmet.

Although it is impossible to see the appearance inside the helmet, it can be inferred from the voice that it is a man of the same age as his father.

Wield the god of full-stream sword martial arts - "God of Collapse".

He is a god of pure blood.

The pitch-black armor wasn't deliberately worn, but his natural skin.

It can't be removed, but it can be mimicked into the shape of any weapon according to Kuiyong's thoughts.

Corresponding to the ability to change countless weapons, Kui Yong's knowledge of various weapon manipulation and fighting skills is naturally perfect.

In those unknown hands, no weapon could stump him, and even develop all impossibilities beyond the original power.

There's no doubt that Kui Yong is unstoppable when it comes to close-quarters combat.

In this world full of magic, Kui Yong, as a berserker, is not necessarily the strongest.

But the reason why it can be called "God of Collapse" naturally has its own reason.

But this armor looks really heavy, it should be more than a hundred kilograms, right?

Although he knew that this armor was Kui Yong's original skin, he couldn't help but feel that Kui Yong was a very strong man.

Isn't this nonsense? He's a berserker.

"Long time no see, don't come unharmed, right?"

"Thanks to the blessings of the gluttonous adults, I have been working hard to live in this world."

"The world...... The human world? ”

"Yes, for the homeless and the outcast, I travel around the world as a 'swordsman'."

"Sounds really fulfilling, I guess you should have a lot of life experience, right?"

"Don't dare—it's just a little more vicissitudes, and the pace of progress is still slow."

"As long as you have the heart to be aggressive, this is a good development."

"Thank you, for your affirmation."

"Well, you can wait on the sidelines first."

"Yes."

In a neat and clean tone, Kui Yong slowly stood up and walked to the side of the Night Pavilion.

Although Wu was not revealed on the surface, he still sighed tiredly in his heart.

I didn't expect to talk in a pretending familiar tone, which was even more tiring than I imagined.

As Kui Yong stood beside Ye Ge, the wheelchair, which looked like it was going to collapse at any moment, suddenly turned in the direction of Kui Yong.

The rotting and pus-draining eyes looked up at the tall Kui Yong.

"Kuiyong—did you see 'Longensmu' on your way here?"

"Not really."

"Did that guy Cotter tell you where he was?"

"Not really. Longnsmu seems to be the last god Kot visited. ”

"I see."

"Really! Although he knew that guy was bulky, he didn't expect to dare to make the gluttonous man wait. ”

"Don't get excited, Lord Gluttony is still watching."

"Oh——! I'm sorry to affect your mood. ”

"None...... Anyway. ”

"Hahahahaha——! Sure enough, it's an old woman, always so irritable. ”

"Stop for a moment! Sirens. ”

"Uh...... I'm sorry. ”

Looking at the unexpected and harmonious scene next to him, it is exactly the same as the mode of getting along with the "family".

The Night Pavilion resembles the head of the family, with Chio and Siren resembling sisters who often quarrel, and Kuiyong being unclear.

Kui Yong is too quiet, and it is really difficult to guess his personality just by spending a few minutes together.

But unexpectedly, the patrons around the gluttony are unexpectedly happy.

I don't hate this feeling.

Suddenly, Wu felt the bed shake.

What's going on, is it because of the dizziness caused by just waking up?

Wrong...... The bed seems to be really shaking?

At the same time, the four Patronus Spirits around him seemed to realize.

"Looks like the last one has arrived."

"It's finally here, it's slow enough."

"But it's so shocking every time, it's really arrogant."

"He can't be blamed for that, after all, that's what he's capable of."

He ——?

It seems that these Patronus Spirits are talking about the last Patronus.

Longnsm.

After about five seconds of shaking, it came to an abrupt halt.

Calm returned to the garden, replaced by another knock on the door.

"Knock knock—"

"Is it Longsam?"

"Yes, Lord Kurt and Lord Longensm have come with you."

"Yes, come in."

"Thank you, sir."

It was Kurt's voice outside the door.

But there was no sound from Longensm.

The gate slowly opened, and two figures entered the garden.

Beside Kurt walked a huge fat man.

Wu recognized the man's identity at a glance - he was Longnsmu.

He is about a head taller than Kui Yong, and his body is swollen to the point of not being able to do it.

There is fat piled up horizontally and vertically all over the body, and you can even see the fat. Grease oozing from the crevices.

All that covered the body was a fairly ordinary sleeveless vest.

There is also a brown knitted vest hanging from the vest that should have been torn by the swollen body, and he is wearing fluffy bell bottoms, and his dressing taste is very bad.

There were a few flies flying on the short black curls of the cape, and the disgusting rosacea alone took up a third of the whole face.

It's full of stubble and filth, like a rural child who has just come from a mud stall. In the sloppy eyes, he did not forget the respect for gluttony.

It's really hard to think that he, who seems to have lost his soul, is the last god who guards by his gluttonous side.

The god who created and destroyed any matter - the "Xenomorphic God".

"Qualitative change" - the ability to create, change and destroy any matter, is magic that transcends any natural law.

Of course, it also includes all the cells and organs in the human body.

At first glance, "qualitative change" seems to be similar to "healing magic" that can restore wounds in a short period of time.

But it would be a mistake to compare its abilities to "healing magic".

The so-called "healing magic" can control the rate at which cells are generated, but not the number.

However, "qualitative change" can do much more.

It not only controls the growth rate of cells, but also instantly hollows out internal organs, drains blood, destroys muscle tissue, destroys calcium, and causes fractures...... And so on, and there are even more methods that "healing magic" can't do.

In the final analysis, "qualitative change" is not an ability born for the sake of healing.

It was a murder weapon in the truest sense of the word.

It can turn an army of millions into dust at the snap of a finger, and it can wipe out an entire city in an instant, these are the real uses of "qualitative change".

Of course, for the gluttons of the past, Longensmu is such an existence.

For Wu, this ability is not limited to "elimination", but more to "creation" and "change".

If the flesh of all things is excluded from the object of casting, such an ability is of great value.

Create materials for the construction of houses, enhance the hardness of all iron objects...... etc., which is quite handy for the ability.

There is no guarantee that Longensmu will not be allowed to use this power to slaughter the Quartet in the future, but he hopes that the power of this power will not be seen by the world.

This is going to get you in trouble.

Pulling back from his thoughts, Kurt and Longnsmu were already kneeling in front of Wu, waiting for Wu's questioning.

"Good work, Kurt."

"It's not hard at all, and it's a small honor to be able to offer you a small amount of power."

"Yes. You've worked hard, too, and made the long journey to come here, Ronensim. ”

Longensmu, who lowered his head, only nodded in response to Wu's thanks, and did not reply with a word.

The memories hidden deep in Wu's mind flashed away.

That's right – Ronnsmu doesn't speak.

Presumably sealed by some kind of magic, Ronensmu couldn't make a sound.

I can't even send out the usual "yes", "ahh

Wu didn't ask too many questions, after all, if you don't communicate verbally, it's still very painful to communicate.

At this point - the six Patronus Spirits are all present, and it's time to cut to the chase.

If such a powerful force is at my disposal, the plan for revenge will naturally be at my fingertips.

But the revenge plan cannot be carried out so quickly.

Before I can do that, I have to figure out how to "be able to go back to the way it is".

"Kurt."

"In!"

"Is there a mirror?"

"Please wait."

It was a moment, but it was a blink of an eye—a mirror suddenly appeared in front of me.

What greeted me was a completely unfamiliar face that I had never seen before.

The black oblique bangs almost covered the right half of his face, and his blood-red eyes revealed a fierce look.

The face seemed to be emotionless, and his facial features were dignified but calm, as if he was worried about something.

Wearing a dark loose cloth robe, it can be seen from the exposed neck that the skin is still a little dark.

The body is not as thick as expected, but the erect chest can still be seen with lean pectoral muscles and strong hands.

That man is himself, himself in the mirror.

Sure enough—while taking on the power, did the appearance also change?

is different from the simple boy at the beginning, but now he has transformed into a fierce man.

That's right, I want to maintain this power at the same time, and at the same time change back to the original "Wu. I'm afraid I need the help of these guardian spirits.

I want to eliminate the cost of that lease and keep these treasures from the sky forever.

This is the greed that a "human being" should have.

It's naked humanity.

"Good—take back the mirror."

"Yes."

Wu regrouped his emotions and clapped his hands vigorously twice, and the loud clapping sound also successfully paid attention to the attention of the gods.

"Everyone—stand before me and show your unfeigned faithfulness!"

"Yes!"

The six guardian spirits were in a row of their own, and although there were still some quarrels between the six just now, in the face of the supreme being, these magically disappeared.

The unfeigned respect was on full display—all kneeling sincerely in front of Wu.

That's what it means to be a god of greed!

And then – it is the beginning of the execution of "greed".

July 15, 1927, 11:53 a.m.

Located in the eastern part of the country of Einck, there is a place for state-to-state exchange, which is called: "Stafen State Exchange Hall".

This is the location where the allied forces of various countries gathered 12 years ago to punish the fierce beast "gluttony", and it was established after the war to commemorate and maintain relations between countries.

Although it is significant, however, the design of the exchange hall is very casual, using only low-quality wood and stone to build a two-story building, and there is a simple small bar on the first floor, which is responsible for receiving ambassadors from various countries; The second floor is used as a venue for major meetings.

In addition, there is a basement in the exchange hall, but the door to the basement is permanently closed, and only certain people can enter, even the ministers of other countries have never entered, which is very mysterious.

It is worth mentioning that there are also small villages in the surrounding area, which are many survivors of war, and the race is not limited to humans, and in order to take care of the affected households in these villages, special funds have been allocated to establish "Tanar" that can accommodate each village, and shelter countless homeless refugees.

Therefore, the director general of the exchange hall is also naturally subordinate to the name of the Eink Kingdom, and the exchange hall can also centrally manage the living conditions of each village.

However, although the significance and function of the exchange hall are significant, in terms of the poor construction and the shortage of resident talents, it is obvious that there is not much communication between the countries, and the personnel stationed in the museum are all middle-aged and elderly officials, which is not only slow to respond, but also extremely inefficient.

Divicente, who took over the management of the area, did not intend to give up on actively making friendly relations with other countries - in the years since he took office, he has continued to bring the apparent relationship closer together, and although the countries are still cold to each other, they are some improvement from 12 years ago.

The day before Stafen's Peace Day, Democente took Grossar to meet with the ambassadors of each country in person, intending to announce the heir to the throne of Aynck.

Both of them were dressed in plain beige cloth clothes, with dark brown crotch pants, and their ordinary atmosphere completely hid the majesty of the lord of a country and the strongest general, and was more amiable and kind.

Despite his appearance, Discent was recognized by many of the residents of Tanar Village who he met along the way, and he soon held a lot of fruits and vegetables and wine with his hands, and even though Grossar wanted to help Discent share the burden, he insisted on taking it himself.

"I want to accept the wishes of the villagers."

Divicent said so happily.

The two gradually approached the exchange hall, and it was obvious that Diescente's face was a little not very good, full of boredom revealed in a few wrinkles, and the old markings were more like knots in the heart that could not be untied.

Grossal, who was a confidant of Discente, soon found out, stopped and asked respectfully:

"Your Majesty, do you have something on your mind?"

Disent smiled bitterly and nodded.

"Aiqing, do you think my choice is right? Or do you have other opinions? But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

"En......"

Grossar frowned with difficulty, and his tail note was lengthened, unable to speak.