Chapter 216 Becoming a God (Update! 315)

"So the ancient gods are the gods of the mythological era?"

In the ancient tower, Mosca stood on the ancient stone bricks that had stood for thousands of years and murmured.

He finally understood why the power between the East and the West was so unbalanced. Was there such a big change in the past?

Mosca's previous focus was on how to make himself stronger, and he had never carefully studied the history books in the tower.

"If you are interested, you can study these two books. They record some things related to the afterlife and the ancient gods."

After Faraday handed the two books in his hand to Mosca, he continued:

"Also, your brother Ronald has just started his journey as a magician. You can communicate with him more."

Faraday looked at his son, a smile almost overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

The worry he had felt for many years was over, and whenever he saw his son, he couldn't help but smile.

Even the Lord of the Tower said that he smiled too much recently.

Mosca glanced at Ronaldo and said, "I will communicate more with Brother Ronaldo. After all, we are brothers."

Faraday smiled and said, "Okay, I won't interrupt your conversation. I still have to go to the Lord of the Tower to talk to him about the next auction. If nothing goes wrong, you can prepare in advance. We will set off at the end of this month."

"yes!"

Mosca nodded.

He was worried that the auction would be delayed due to the arrival of the Martian celestial being, but now he can rest assured.

After Faraday left, Mosca turned to look at his brother Ronald and smiled cordially, "Brother Ronald, what do you want to talk about?"

His smile is very contagious, and people can't help but like him.

The same was true for Ronaldo, who had a good impression of his father's magic apprentice. Mosca often encouraged him when he was still a mortal.

Now that I have become a magician myself, I can also chat with Mosca about topics related to the world of magicians.

"Let's talk about the auction. My father has been talking about the auction recently." Ronaldo said with a smile.

"The auction was held by the strongest person in the East, and it was an auction of extraordinary items...."

Mosca was talking to his "dearest friend, brother" Ronaldo about the auction while flipping through the book in his hand.

It was not until the evening that he said goodbye to Ronald and returned to his room in the tower.

After setting up a soundproof magic circle throughout the room, Mosca opened the book describing the end of the mythological era.

This page depicts the legacy left by the gods after they left. The pattern shows countless items being left behind in this world after the gods left.

Mosca felt his heart beating with excitement as he looked at the picture. He pointed his index finger at the words on the book and read them word by word.

"The gods left their legacy behind in this world, as they were unable to take it away. No one knows why. Perhaps they were in too much of a hurry, or perhaps it was because they knew we were too weak. Rumor has it that there is a secret to becoming a god there, but whether it is true or not is unknown."

The secret of becoming a god... Mosca flipped through the ancient books quickly, hoping to find some clues.

"The secret to becoming a god, as mentioned above, is in the place where the gods live, where they leave their legacy to this world."

Mosca quickly flipped through the book to the pages that described where the gods lived. According to mythology, the gods in different myths lived in different places.

The places where these gods live are often hidden in places where mortals cannot exist.

All Mosca needed to do was find the easiest of them.

“These places still need to be verified one by one, and then combined with rumors from the real world.”

Mosca found the places where the gods lived in the book one by one, marked them, and then closed the book.

“It will take time to determine.”

Mosca frowned, then put on the hood of his cloak and walked to the top floor of the tower.

This is the room of Russell Bedford Larman, the Lord of the Tower, and it also represents the majesty of the Lord of the Tower.

"Why are you here?"

Russell Bedford Larman was dealing with correspondence with the Pope of the Holy See when he felt someone coming and looked up.

"Last time you asked me if I was willing to be the contact between the tower and the human world. This time I am here to answer you. I am willing to be the contact between the tower and the human world."

Mosca bowed and said, "I seem to be the most suitable person in the tower at the moment. If I refuse your invitation, I would feel like I am not repaying the tower's kindness."

"I'm glad you think so."

Russell Bedford Larman nodded and said with relief: "I will tell your teacher about your situation so that he won't think too much. However, as compensation for your inability to attend classes in the tower sometimes, I will open part of the tower's library for you."

"That couldn't be better." Mosca bowed. What he needed most now was an extraordinary library.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go to the human world first."

Russell Bedford Larman stood up and said, "I only have one thing to say. The relationship between the Holy See and witches and demons has always been bad. If it weren't for the arrival of the celestial being, the Holy See might have come into direct conflict with the witches. You should pay attention to what's happening in the Holy See recently."

"OK!"

Mosca bowed and left the room of Russell Bedford Larman, the lord of the tower, and then left the tower to look for the legacy of the gods.

This is a more powerful inheritance than the tower's inheritance about magicians.

"What could be more tempting than becoming a god?"

In the mist outside the tower, Mosca muttered to himself, walking further and further away from the tower.

………

At this time, in the Hall of Supreme Harmony of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Dongsheng met the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Jiaoji, for the first time after becoming the richest man.

Inside the magnificent palace, Zhang Dongsheng sat on a vermilion chair, quietly looking at Zhu Qiuji in front of him.

That day, the underworld appeared in the world, and the Ming Emperor was thrown on a desolate hill outside the city of Jinling for a night. If it weren't for the uncle-master from Mount Longhu guarding him, he might have been robbed.

The palace is quiet yet majestic, grand yet peaceful.

Zhu Qiji lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Your Majesty, are you going to tell me what the ancient emperor's decree is about?"

Zhang Dongsheng raised his head, his eyes were as unfathomable as a thousand-year-old deep pool, and no one could see through his inner thoughts.

Thanks to Feng Shang for 110 starting coins, Dibabing Sir for 1000 starting coins, Ihuangtiandi I for 100 starting coins, Xingxingcao and Yun Shiyu for 100 starting coins!

(End of this chapter)