Overgod Ascension

"Steven? What's wrong with you? You look worried?"

In the hotel lobby, Alice unexpectedly didn't sleep. She saw Wu Ming walking over and rubbed her eyes.

"Oh? Nothing!"

Wu Ming patted his cheek, not expecting that this melancholy had fully manifested itself.

After all, the impact and impact of this incident were too great. Compared with it, even the rise and fall of a Golden Oak Kingdom were just like dust and could not achieve the purpose of making Wu Ming care.

"The night fishing didn't go well, don't worry, I'll be fine!"

But Wu Ming was Wu Ming after all, and he recovered in an instant, and even gave Alice a mental hint: "Go back and get some sleep. You will be in a better mood tomorrow!"

"yawn……"

When he said this, Alice stretched and yawned: "Then I'll go back to sleep first, and you should go to bed early..."

"Um?"

When he opened the door, Wu Ming was surprised to find that Angelina was also there.

"It's really..."

He covered his forehead: "Why don't you two sleep well? If girls don't get enough sleep, be careful and they will grow old easily!"

"snort!"

Angelina's attitude was a little strange. She stared at Wu Ming, and the strange light in her eyes became even stronger.

"Brother, you have been different since you were a child!"

The good girl she had been during the day had disappeared, and it seemed that the little girl at this moment was her original demeanor.

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Too many things happened today, and Wu Ming was already planning to give her another spiritual hint.

Although this kind of thing cannot be done too frequently, otherwise it may bring unpredictable effects and consequences to the recipient.

"I have a very good memory, and I even often have pictures from my infancy in my mind..."

Angelina's eyes blinked, and the clarity immediately reminded Wu Ming of the scene when she saw him practicing when she was a baby.

"Okay... Brother, don't worry, please keep this as a little secret between the two of us, okay?"

Angelina shook her hand: "I won't tell anyone, so you don't have to worry about anything. Good night!"

"This brat!"

Wu Ming frowned, thinking of his omission: "Psychic suggestion is just a kind of hypnosis. After all, it does not really modify the soul. It may also be ineffective in theory... especially for some people with special physiques. ?”

Of course, this is just a small trouble, and it is nothing compared to the huge trouble in his mind now.

After closing the door, Wu Ming sat cross-legged on the bed and plunged into the sea of ​​consciousness.

In the center of the sea of ​​​​consciousness, a bright pearl floats quietly there, and there seems to be an illusory space in it.

"The main temple is a semi-finished product, a prototype, or a defective product!"

Wu Ming murmured.

Having owned the main temple, he naturally knew the power carried by this pearl. At least when it was unfolded, it would have no problem crushing the world.

Only by relying on it to establish a terrifying and huge force can we explore the mysteries of the entire world as quickly as possible and find out the true inheritance of that great power.

The other party had already planned every step, and this feeling of having to proceed according to the other party's ideas made Wu Ming quite unhappy.

But it won’t work if it doesn’t go on like this.

With the help of the Great Compass, Wu Ming felt that the further up he went, the more difficult it would be. Probably by the time he reached the fifth level, he would be troubled by the lack of successors. At most, it would be difficult for an Earth Immortal to regain the power of an Immortal to control the force of the world.

To explore the origin and mystery of the world, level six is ​​the most basic requirement.

"Huh... It seems that we still have to rely on external help?"

Wu Ming sighed.

This prototype of the main temple is nothing more than an empty demiplane at this time, which can be said to be in vain.

"This is truly the main god's space..."

Wu Ming shook his head, "Although it has the ability to create things, it does not have the most basic energy... You can't even think about the world's original force. It seems that it can only be replaced by secondary energy!"

The original force of the world transforms all things into being. It is very magical and mysterious, and cannot be touched except by immortals.

Practitioners below level six actually deal with the secondary energy form of the world's original force.

Wu Ming has very rich experience in this area. After all, he once collected the spiritual energy of all the people in the Great Zhou world and created the world of Great Zhou Western Regions.

"Luck, blood, nuclear energy, magnetism..."

He quickly went through the energy sources that could be used in this world, and then asked: "It seems that we can only collect spiritual energy?"

Compared with other energy forms, spiritual energy is more in line with his requirements.

"It seems... my future plans should also be revised!"

After secretly making up his mind, Wu Ming behaved like a normal person the next day and spent a pleasant vacation on the red coral sea with his friends.

On the day of their return, they came to the port terminal again.

"Captain Victor, please!"

The yacht docked as scheduled, Wu Ming looked at the captain, smiled and said hello.

"It is an honor for all our crew to serve you gentlemen and ladies!"

Victor stroked his chest and bowed in salute. This was a group of big benefactors who could not be offended easily. Especially the leader, Steven, whose temperament and conversation were so unique that he almost thought he was some big noble or plutocrat. the heir.

"Go back!"

Vidi was carrying two big bags, and his body was covered with various souvenirs: "I hope we won't encounter another storm this time. I don't want to have that kind of experience again."

Hearing his words, Wu Ming had a sarcastic smile on his lips.

Ghost ship?

This is a good experimental subject!

…

Click! Click!

Whoops! Tick ​​tock! Tick ​​tock!

Thunder and lightning danced wildly, strong winds roared, and astonishing raindrops fell.

The god of fate seemed to have abandoned Vidi, causing the poor little guy to encounter a storm again, almost vomiting out his entire stomach.

"What's going on? There's another storm!"

Victor was in the captain's cabin and saw the navigator becoming very angry: "Captain, I have obviously checked all the sailing weather. The probability of us encountering another tropical storm this season should be almost zero! "

"Maybe, this is fate!"

He wisely blew out a smoke ring and suddenly smashed the tortoiseshell pipe in his hand: "Young men, get moving!"

"Captain, look!"

At this moment, a crew member pointed into the distance and shouted: "Ghost... ghost ship!"

"What?"

At this time, even Victor lost his composure.

He lay next to the window and looked at the fluorescent three-masted sailboat that was slowly approaching. He felt bad: "Why? Why does it insist on chasing us?"

Woohoo!

No matter how much the crew and passengers wailed and screamed, the ghost ship was oblivious and slowly moved forward.

A layer of black light was mixed with the black air, adding many shadowy figures to the decaying deck.

Their expressions were dull, their bodies were translucent, and the parts below their calves had disappeared without a trace. They were simply a group of ghostly souls.

"Is it finally here?"

At this time, Wu Ming came to the deck wearing a raincoat, walking as if on flat ground even though the ship kept shaking.

"Master God Space!"

He stared at the numb resentful spirits on the ship and touched his eyebrows.

call out!

A ray of light emerged, the main god space opened, and a large number of ghosts on the ghost ship disappeared instantly.

In the next moment, a soul with a blank look on his face emerged from the main god's space.

Most of their bodies were covered in scars and their limbs were missing. At this moment, a layer of white light fell, replenishing their souls and restoring their bodies to their healthy state.

A mysterious feeling suddenly arose in their hearts, causing them to kneel down one after another and praise this miracle: "My Lord! You are the Lord of redemption. You lead us into your kingdom of God and give us a new life. May you Your way is in the world..."

Strictly speaking, the main god's space is something more mysterious than the true god's kingdom, but if it is used to pretend to be a god's kingdom, there is no flaw at all.

Wu Ming just waved, and all the thousands of high-quality ghosts on the ghost ship disappeared and were taken into the main god's space, turning into existences similar to petitioners.

Obviously, the spiritual power generated by their future prayers will become the most basic power source of the Lord God Space.

"It's just that the quantity of these is far from enough...high quality and the ability to maintain one's own immortal resentment are too rare in this world..."

Of course, Wu Ming has no intention of directly treating the main god space as the construction of the kingdom of god. This is simply overkill.

In his imagination, this separate space in the Kingdom of God is only used as a power source and spiritual energy reserve. It is the root secret of the entire main god space. Except for the undead petitioners, it will not allow any reincarnation at all. Those who know and are close.

"To explore the real world, we must naturally rely on living people, so cultivating reincarnators is also a must!"

Wu Ming pondered: "Of course, relying solely on the kinetic energy generated by the petitioners can only maintain the lowest level of operation of the main god space. If you want to open a copy, even the lowest level of illusory wonderland, you must spread it in large quantities and collect living things. Human spiritual energy!”

The spiritual power generated by a living person is far greater than that of an undead petitioner.

After all, in this world, ordinary people are the mainstream, not to mention the population explosion brought about by the steam revolution, which in Wu Ming's opinion is the most precious wealth!

"Ship! Captain! The ghost ship has stopped and the storm is gone!"

On the yacht, the crew stammered.

"I can see it!"

Victor pushed aside the crew and came to the deck.

"Mr. Steven, why are you here? Is this dangerous?"

"Actually, I just want to meet this ghost ship!"

In front of Wu Ming, the ghost ship had completely lost its aura and was no different from a dilapidated three-masted sailboat.