Chapter 480 Fusion of the Divine Corpse and Promoted to the Holy Lord!

Sumu is a practical person. His ideas will not only stay on paper, but will take action as soon as possible, so he decided to merge with the corpse of the divine.

He looked at the flesh and blood lotus and the mechanical heart in front of him, and finally reached his hand to the mechanical heart.

He did not choose the Virgin Mary of Compassion, because the other party was obviously not in the same system as the troll. Forced integration will not only increase the probability of failure, but even if it succeeds, due to the conflict between attributes, it will lead to weakness than the Holy Lord of the same level.

On the contrary, it is much more suitable for the fallen Maitreya. It can be seen from the Lord of Yuanhuang that the fallen Maitreya is more inclined to the physical body.

He cut open his chest, revealing the scarlet heart connected by countless blood vessels, and then pressed the mechanical heart in his hand towards the heart.

When the two hearts come into contact, the bronze gear on the heart of the machine slowly rotates, and several tiny mechanical arms extend out, piercing deeply into the heart.

Then, the two hearts began to merge, Su Mu's expression remained unchanged, and he blocked the pain during the thoughts. As his fingers passed by his chest, the ferocious wound healed instantly.

"Is this the process of being promoted to the Holy Lord? It feels really wonderful."

He could feel the erosion of the fallen Maitreya on himself. The evil and bully power of the god was trying to control his body. If he could not refine this power, he would completely become a god puppet and turn into a mechanical Maitreya as before. A general existence.

"It seems that it is not that easy to be promoted to the Holy Lord. It is not just about obtaining the corpse of the gods."

Obtaining a divine corpse is only a prerequisite for being promoted to the Holy Lord. If the divine corpse cannot be suppressed, everything will be in vain.

However, this is an extremely difficult process for any Saint level, but it is easy for Sumu.

Because he has long been the Holy Lord, and even merged with the true god Xuantian. Now he suppresses the fallen evil Maitreya with the power of nightmare. He can't say the meaning is small, he can only say the meaning is medium.

It is probably equivalent to the older brother who is already in high school stepping on his younger brother who is still wearing open crotch pants to prevent the other party from getting up.

Under the suppression of the power of nightmare, the fallen Maitreya soon merged into the body obediently. Sumu's beating heart was completely replaced by the mechanical heart.

The sound of metal gears turning gradually mixed with the sound of the heartbeat.

A cold metal light suddenly appeared around him, and the light penetrated the world, almost dyeing the entire dream world into a metallic color.

Boom, Boom...

The roar of the gears resounded, and the sound became louder and louder, until it was deafening.

A few days later, the cold metal light dissipated, and a figure seemed to emerge from the chaotic junction of ancient myths and cyberpunk, and appeared suddenly and shockedly.

An almost substantial sense of oppression burst out, with eight bronze mechanical arms arranged neatly, like a precise mechanical matrix, with muscle lines on them, demonstrating the most primitive sense of power.

Under the flesh and blood, mechanical gears crisscrossing indirectly are vaguely visible, constantly biting and rotating, making a slight "click" sound, which is the wonderful resonance between mechanical rhythm and vitality.

Su Mu looked at his six additional mechanical arms curiously, clenched his fists slightly, and exerted force at the same time. The air in his palm was instantly pinched and burst out with a harsh roar, and even white airflows were generated.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but chuckled: "Who can tell the true or false Yuanhuang now?"

If he pretended to be Yuan Huang now, it would definitely be more real than real.

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The realm of the illusion.

It is so white that there is no trace of variegated white jade palace.

The Lord of the Evil in a snow-white robe was fishing by the lake. His white hair was scattering freely. Under the sunlight, it shone with fine silver light, just like branches covered with frost in winter.

He sat upright by the lake, and the breeze blew, causing layers of ripples on the lake surface, and the ripples of light reflected in his crystal blue eyes, floating like a fairy.

Lord of the Immortal Evil seemed to be in a good mood, with a faint smile on his handsome face.

"I didn't expect that I would join the Temple of Gods."

Looking back on the days ago, the mysterious person from the Temple of God Slaying had thrown an olive branch to him. As long as he passes the test, he can become a member of the Temple of God Slaying. His mouth can't be suppressed.

For ordinary people, the Temple of God Killing is just an illusory legend, but other people like him clearly know that the Temple of God Killing really exists, which is a terrifying existence above this world, but they Never interfere in secular disputes and devote themselves to dealing with gods, so it is unknown.

Every holy lord who has collected the puzzle of the gods will be invited to the Temple of God after being promoted to the demigod.

The purpose of the Temple of God Killing is just like its name... God Killing!

The disaster of gods has caused the world to be like a prison, so people want to kill the gods, so some existences who gathered together the puzzle of gods and promoted to demigods set up the temple of gods and vowed to purge the gods and let the human race be the master of heaven and earth!

The Lord of the Immortal Embers scoffed at the great ambitions of the Temple of Gods. In his opinion, perhaps the Temple of Gods was really for the human race when it was established, but now it is more for himself.

Eliminate the gods? It's just that I want to be a god myself.

Human desires are endless. We have worked hard to get together the puzzle and become a demigod. Don’t those demigods want to have a glimpse of the realm of the gods?

But this doesn't matter. He doesn't care about the real purpose of the Temple of God Killing. As long as he can join, it's enough. With the support of the Temple of God Killing, he can easily get his own puzzles and be promoted to a demigod, and finally take the Temple of God Killing as a Springboard, become a true god!

This is his lifelong goal, although it seems ridiculous to outsiders, because even though the Temple of God Killing has never been born, a true god has never been born, as if there is an insurmountable gap between man and God.

but! His Lord of the Immortal Ember is different! He knew that he was the destiny of heaven and a unique existence!

Many years ago, when he was an ordinary person, he firmly believed in this, and the reason for it all came from... that special dream!

The dream that gave him almost infinite spiritual power!

With this special dream, he rose step by step to the end until he became the Holy Lord!

After becoming the Holy Lord, he finally understood what that dream was, which was... the dream of the gods, part of the origin of a fallen true god!

As long as he gathers all the origins of this god, he will become a true god!

At this point, the smile on the corner of the Lord of the Immortal Ember's mouth slowly disappeared. He could not completely integrate into this special dream. After becoming the holy level, he wanted to merge into the dream and become promoted to the holy master, but failed. He had no choice but to merge into the flame prison master. .

How could he be willing to let the true god be able to merge but the demigod be fused?

Now the appearance of the Temple of God Slayer gives him hope that he may be able to obtain a method from the Temple of God Slayer.

Just as he was fantasizing about a bright future, a young woman in snow-white armor hurried over.

"Master, something is wrong."