“No.” Su Mo shook his head, with a strange look on his face.
He passed by the small village and had no intention of making Dylan a Death Knight. He just valued Dylan’s pretty good talent and planned to plant a seed.
Unexpectedly, this guy answered Su Mo like that, which made him speechless.
Su Mo did not leave at that time, but at night there was a sudden change. Su Mo simply made this little ghost with good talent and very consistent experience a Death Knight.
From now on, Dylan can be said to have completely died. He was lying on the ground. When he woke up in the future, he would not be Dylan, but the Death Knight belonging to Su Mo.
After a coma for a while, the rain in the sky became heavier.
Dylan woke up again, looked around in confusion, then looked at the surroundings with hatred gazes in his eyes, threw the short sword with only the hilt in his hand to the ground, and walked into the villagers’ home.
Zombie the money from the villagers’ homes one by one, pouring the oil onto the corpses. Dylan looked at the corpses all over the ground, clenched his fists, threw the torch onto the corpses, and watched the corpses gradually burning, and ran out of the village without looking back after a moment.
He knew that although he had given up everything and became the Death Knight with the mysterious voice, he was not enough to fight against those black knights now. If death hadn’t brought him strength, he would have been dead long ago.
Not long after Dylan left the village, a sound of horse hooves came. The black cavalry left and rushed back again. Looking at the bodies of the black cavalry and the blazing fire beside them, the red light in the eyes of the black cavalry leader became even more dangerous.
The heavy rain covered the traces left by Dylan when he left. After searching for it, the black rider searched and found no clues, he left the village, turning this originally bustling small village into the legendary “strange place”.
In the heavy rain, Dylan walked forward with difficulty, trying to fall to the ground countless times, but every time he ran out of strength, a warm current would appear from nowhere, filling his limbs and bones, just like the feeling of killing people.
This warm current gave Dylan the courage to move on again, but Dylan also felt that the warm current that was pouring out was decreasing.
I’m afraid there is not much left.
“Detective Knight, you gain strength through killing and death. It’s great, I like it very much!” Dylan is not a rustic bun who doesn’t understand at all. After several times of the city and reading some books, he can at least judge something.
The rain kept flowing down the face, Dylan wiped his eyes and continued to move forward.
The sky is getting brighter and the arrival of the day has not caused the heavy rain to come.The power obtained by the four black knights who were killed seemed to have been exhausted, and Dylan’s pace became heavier in the heavy rain.
Suddenly, Dylan stopped, turned around suddenly, and looked at the person who suddenly appeared behind him.
There was one more person behind him, wearing a black robe, wide sleeves, blood-colored patterns, and a hood. His whole body was hidden, making people wonder if it was just a robe flying in the air.
The rain did not drip on the person at all, and there was an invisible barrier blocking it.
“You are…” Dylan took two steps back in a row.
“I am the messenger of the original god.” Su Mo said, his voice overlapping and accented, which made Dylan’s ears buzz.
“That voice, is it you?” Dylan asked, “It was you who made me the Death Knight?”
“It’s me.” Su Mo said, “You are the one chosen by the Original God, who gave you strength.”
Dylan let out a breath, knelt directly on the ground, bent down and said, “Master Messenger.”
In the world of the gods, even most legends will have awe of the gods, after all, the gods are truly existence and powerful.
For a native “native person” like Dylan, believing in gods is not a matter of choice at all, especially after experiencing a drastic change and facing the messenger who chose his own god, Dylan’s reaction was normal.
“Very good, Death Knight, your faith, the Original God felt it.” Su Mo said, but this was not false.
Su Mo could clearly feel that another special force was gathering.
This power was generated from Dylan’s pious emotions and transformed into a power that is of the same origin but is different from the power divine power.
Su Mo could feel that while this power grew, the original power was also changing, becoming more chaotic and deeper. However, this change does not mean that it is bad, just as the depth of the pond is constantly deepening, the color of the water has changed, and more and more can be accommodated.
“Is the way to become a god…”
However, after only less than a second of condensed, this special divine power seemed to be suppressed and dissipated on its own, as if it had never existed.
Su Mo frowned slightly. Although he was not strong now, he would definitely not be inferior to those gods at the same level. Why did the condensed divine power directly dissipate?
“Sure enough, it’s not that easy to become a god in this world.” Su Mo said in his heart, looking at Dylan in front of him and said, “Get up.”