Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 506 Can the True God's Only Performance Be Extracted?
"You mean the die I just touched?"

Lu Ze immediately recalled the milky-white die that had just caused him considerable trouble and asked in surprise.

Is that die the only way to get to the "monster" path?
“To become a true god, uniqueness is essential, after all, a true god is unique,” ​​Medici laughed. “Those two mercury serpents both want it. If things go wrong, you might see Ouroboros land on the ship and greet you in a little while.”

That's impossible, because Ouroboros is a foolish serpent.

Luze subconsciously recalled the other Mercury Serpent's assessment of its nemesis. Speaking of which, Ouroboros is indeed the King of Angels. If Medici wasn't lying about the definition of "King of Angels," then Ouroboros possesses at least two Sequence 1 traits from the "Monster" pathway.
but--

“But I feel that the ‘Life School’ doesn’t place much importance on it.” His eyes flickered, somewhat questioning Medici’s words. “Are you mistaken?”

"idiot."

Medici scoffed, "The more you value something, the more you should act like you don't, so as not to arouse suspicion. Don't you understand such a simple principle?"

The Governor's Mansion probably just considered the dice an ordinary extraordinary item. If they knew it was uniquely formed, they certainly wouldn't have simply stored it in a safe. To avoid overreacting, the "School of Life" didn't even send their own demigods, but instead entrusted the task to Lu Ze, an outsider, which was a suitable response.

Lu Ze quickly figured this out.

"Yes, Red Angel, you're right. I'm a fool, and you're the smartest, so smart that you'll be eaten as food."

He retorted coldly.

"Huh? Me?"

Before the Red Angel could retaliate, Luzer manipulated the flesh and blood around Him to completely surround Him, rendering Him unable to make any sound, thus forcibly ending the topic.

Standing on the vast sea, his expression gradually grew heavy.

Lu Ze did not forget what he had said.

To save Cecilia, and to end this mad path and exact revenge on the evil god, he had decided to replace the true creator and become the true god of this path. However, it now appears that since the true creator has already become a god, that uniqueness has long been contained within Him. To replace Him, one must first extract that uniqueness from Him.
is it possible?
Extracting the unique essence from a true god's body is almost no different from killing a true god.

No, there might be other possibilities.

He looked down at the ocean beneath his feet.

This peculiar sea seems to be connected to the true creator and the so-called dark angels. Even unique objects fear it, suggesting it holds an extremely high status. However, my current control and understanding of it are still insufficient. Medici has only spoken vaguely and hasn't clearly told me the truth about this sea.

I still need to get promoted.

Once he advances, his control over this place will deepen, and the tower may provide more intelligence. Moreover, he is currently only a Sequence 4, far too far from being a true god. He needs to reach at least the Sequence 2 angel level before he can consider these issues.

So the question then turned to potions and digestion.

After completely corrupting a demigod, Luze clearly felt the potion being digested, indicating that his direction was correct. However, further research was needed on the rules of manipulation. Now that he had reached Sequence 4, the potion's digestion process naturally couldn't be as rapid as in lower sequences, and he couldn't estimate how long it would take to finish.

As for the other question, it is naturally the potion recipe for Sequence 3.

Lu Ze instinctively reached for a piece of paper to jot down his thoughts. Suddenly—

"brush!"

An ancient parchment suddenly materialized and fell into his hand—as if it were above Mr. Fool's gray mist.

In an instant, Lu Ze held his breath.

As if wanting confirmation, he made his thoughts express themselves with intense desire, staring at the parchment, wanting it to disappear. "Swish."

Sure enough, the parchment disappeared once again, just as he wished.

Lu Ze experimented repeatedly until he finally confirmed that he truly possessed the ability to materialize things on this sea. This was perhaps further proof of his increased control over this area after his advancement.

Mr. Fool and the Gray Fog, Me and This Sea
He sensed an eerie similarity between the two, as well as the conflict between the tides and the gray fog, which led to a variety of speculations. Among the most extreme conjectures, he even speculated that this place and the gray fog were the so-called "divine kingdom," and that this was why he could see the true creator on the other side of the fog.

As Lu Ze pondered this, he suddenly chuckled.

Forget it, there's no point in guessing anymore, it's better to just come back to reality.

With this in mind, he left the ocean and returned to the real world.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

That night, on the way to Oláwi Island.

The mess hall on the Himalayas had been transformed into a lively banquet hall, where all the crew members had gathered for a victory celebration.

Because they had plundered a large amount of military supplies at the port, there was plenty of wine and food at the banquet. The navigation of the ships was entrusted to the flesh-and-blood puppets, and there were also apothecaries on board who could concoct effective hangover remedies, so everyone drank to their hearts' content without any worries.

"This toast is to the captain!"

The crew cheered and raised their wooden cups high.

The surprise attack on Bayam was a success, with no casualties. The enormous victory thrilled them, more intoxicating than the finest wine. The captain was also quite considerate; that same day, he ordered the bosun to meticulously inventory the spoils and convert them into cash, distributing the proceeds to everyone's pockets.

Many of them had never seen so much money before, and their eyes were red with envy.

Not only is he powerful, but he's also fair enough. Where else can you find a captain like that!
However, the one they were praising was not at the center of the banquet.

Aren't you going to join everyone for drinks?

The sea breeze was icy cold in the dead of night. At the bow of the ship, helmsman Rubeus tilted his head back and drank a glass of wine to warm himself up. As he steered the ship, he casually asked a question.

"I do not drink."

Lu Ze replied calmly, standing at the bow of the ship, away from that place of revelry.

Warm light streamed through the restaurant windows, illuminating the deck and adding a touch of brightness to the otherwise dark world. The cheers inside grew louder and louder; one could almost hear Anderson's laughter and the fat pharmacist's angry curses.

He couldn't help but recall his days in Tingen, the welcome dinner he attended with everyone from Blackthorn. Those were such carefree days; and when he returned home, Cecilia would be waiting for him.
The thought of his sister made his heart feel as if it were sinking into the deep sea.

"You should have some."

With a scruffy beard and a dejected expression, Rupert glanced at him, then turned back and said indifferently, "At least it will lessen your pain."

He seemed to sense the gloom in Lu Ze's heart.

"No need, I want to feel that pain clearly."

Lu Ze calmly refused, saying, "Only by experiencing this burning pain can I keep my original intention from being forgotten."

(End of this chapter)