"A blasphemer like you will naturally not understand the greatness of God, but it doesn't matter, you will understand it soon. When five o'clock comes, my wish will take effect. Even if you kill me now, it will be useless."
"I'm very curious, what kind of wish can you make when you're already a cripple? When I asked you to make a wish just now, it consumed so many treasures, so you must have secretly intercepted them, right?
But I don't understand, even if you intercept it, what can you do?" Su Mu didn't think that relying on that little treasure, he could kill himself, who was still a person with the divinity of the five gods.
"The time has come." The Pope said lightly.
As he finished speaking, the nothingness surrounding the city began to dissipate, a sign that the time loop had been broken.
Su Mu didn't care, but stared at the Pope with interest, wanting to see how far the other party could go. He believed what the Pope said, that it would be useless even if he killed him, because the last wish made by such a person could never be cracked so easily.
In his expectant gaze, the Pope slowly closed his eyes, and then...
thump!
The Pope fell to the ground, he lay straight on the ground without any breath.
At the same time, Su Mu suddenly felt as if something was forced into his soul, as if a consciousness had broken in.
"Is this your last resort? Take over my body?" A look of disappointment emerged on his face, and he was very dissatisfied with this surprise.
For a Pope who has become a cripple, it is simply wishful thinking for him to take over his body, even with the help of the Supreme Being.
The divinity of the Five Gods is not for show. If you want to use the Supreme Heaven to break the divinity of the Five Gods and then take over their bodies, you can't even sacrifice the city in front of you, let alone just secretly intercepting some treasures.
"No, I am not taking over your body, but making you become me." The Pope's calm voice sounded in Su Mu's mind.
Su Mu frowned slightly, and soon he felt something was wrong. The five divinities in his soul did not react at all. Not only that, even his own mental power did not react.
It’s as if there was no invasion at all!
"Isn't this a possession of the body?"
"I know very well that in my current state, I cannot possess your body. My soul is already exhausted and I cannot even possess an ordinary person, let alone you.
I am already a dying man. Even if I break the power of shadow, I will not live long. The Pope can die! But... faith cannot! ! "
The Pope's weak voice suddenly became generous, like a last glimmer of light before death.
"My wish is to transfer all my memories to you. I have lived for one hundred and twenty-three years, and I have believed in the original angels for one hundred and twenty years. Young man, when you have my one hundred and twenty-three years of memory, you... will become me!!
My death is not important, what is important is that there must be a pope in this world who believes in the original angels!!
I can be the pope, but I don’t have to be.”
"Hahaha..." Feeling the memories constantly emerging in his mind, Su Mu couldn't stop laughing wildly, so that a sickly blush appeared on his fair face.
"This world... is filled with so many heroes!! Hahaha..."
He praised the Pope's plan and was even more amazed by the Pope's spirit.
This original Pope eventually gave up everything just to keep his faith alive.
As the Pope said, one hundred and twenty-three years of memory is enough to change a person.
Your memory determines who you are. For example, when a person is twenty years old, he travels back in time to his ten-year-old self. Is this person the ten-year-old self or the twenty-year-old self?
Or, to give a simpler example, when a person is twenty years old, he suddenly travels to the world of cultivation, and then becomes an immortal in a hundred years. Then, when he travels back again, he finds that only three days have passed. Then, does the immortal who travels back have the same thoughts as he did back then? Will he behave in the same way?
A man who has been away for three days should be looked at with new eyes, let alone after a hundred years.
Sumu, who possesses the Pope's century-long memory, is equivalent to living a hundred years as the Pope and going through his century-long life again.
If Su Mu was really a twenty-year-old young man, then under the coverage of a hundred years of memory, perhaps he would really be changed, but unfortunately... he is not.
The Pope's memories continued to merge with Sumu, and his remaining consciousness was rapidly dissipating, but he didn't care. His faith would be reborn in another way.
etc!
How come there are so many memories! ?
Twenty years, thirty years, forty years...one hundred years!
There is more behind? ?
How can he have more than a hundred years of memory! ?
The Pope was shocked. He thought he had good eyesight and would never misjudge Su Mu's age. The other party was definitely not an old monster who had regained youth, but a twenty-year-old young man. But where did these memories come from?
"This... this is impossible!? Why do you also have a hundred years of memory?" The Pope said in disbelief.
"Hahaha..." Su Mu laughed wildly: "I usually like to dream."
"Dream?" The Pope didn't understand, but was shocked.
"So what if you have more than a hundred years of memory? My one hundred and twenty years of devout faith in the original angel will eventually cover all your memories! I am the most devout believer in God, and no one can defeat my faith!"
"Oh, really?" Su Mu's mouth curled up into a sinister smile: "What about the gods?"
The Pope was stunned and didn't understand what it meant.
Su Mu continued, "You have only been a believer in God for more than a hundred years, but I have been a God for more than a hundred years!"
In an instant, a dazzling crystal blue light burst out from his eyes, and the madness contained in the depths of his eyes could not be concealed even by his brown glasses.
"Today, I will let you experience what it feels like to be a god!
Believe in God? Haha... that's because you are not God!! "
Su Mu's memory of being an omnipotent god in his dreams for more than a hundred years was pouring madly into the Pope's consciousness.
The memories of both parties continued to merge, and the Pope's consciousness became blurred in an instant. In a trance, he saw the ultimate bliss of life. He tasted all the delicacies in the world, saw all the beauties in the world, held power in the world when awake, and slept on the lap of a beauty when drunk.
Sometimes he is the supreme immortal emperor sitting in the sky, and sometimes he is the lawless demon god of destruction. All living beings in the world are controlled by his thoughts, and their life and death are determined by him.
All the desires that humans can imagine are satisfied at this moment.
Gradually, the Pope began to feel confused. He suddenly couldn't understand why he should believe in God. I am obviously God!
In this confusion, his consciousness completely dissipated.
After a while, the crystal blue light in Su Mu's eyes slowly faded away. He pushed his brown glasses calmly, covering his deep eyes again.
The corners of his mouth curled up in a cold and contemptuous arc: "Haha... only mortals believe in gods, and I... am a god!"
At this moment, the smile carved on the mask of arrogance seemed to solidify on his face.
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