Sword Heart of Rebirth

When the priest opened his eyes, he found that he was already in the depths of the magic forest. It seemed that he was sent here by the formula sent by the swordsman.Thinking of the unknown swordsman, the priest clenched his fists, and with his own strength, he was no match for the Lord God.

Unconsciously, he aimed at the other black flute on his waist. The only solution for now is probably to rely on the power of the evil god... The priest made up his mind, closed his eyes and slowly entered his inner world.

When you open your eyes again, you will be in a very dark place. Since the body cannot accommodate two souls, when the other soul wakes up, the other soul will fall asleep.Now that the evil god's soul was dormant, the priest walked towards the place where the evil god was dormant without hesitation.

After a while, I saw a person with the same appearance as myself and long black hair resting in the black crystal, as if sensing his arrival, he slowly opened his amber eyes.

"Needless to say, I know." The evil spirit came out of the black crystal leisurely and stood in front of the priest, smiling without saying a word. "It's fine for you to use my power to save the little swordsman, but..." The evil god paused for a while, "Don't you want to use your own power to save him?" These words hit the pastor's weakness.He also wanted to use his own strength to save the swordsman, but he was helpless in front of God.

"Do you really think so?" The evil god seemed to see through the pastor's thoughts, and walked around behind him and said into the pastor's ear, "I can let you have the power of a god!" Eh?The priest hadn't thought about the meaning of the evil god's words. The evil god conjured up a black bracelet and put it on the priest's wrist. The priest was puzzled by the evil god's actions.

"For the sake of the little swordsman, it's cheap for you." A strong sense of oppression emanated from the evil god, making the priest unable to move.The evil god cut his finger and dripped his blood into the priest's mouth, and then quickly recited the formula that he had never heard before, and the black light surrounded the priest.The body seems to be swallowed by black light.

After the evil god read the last sentence, the pastor felt that he was slowly recovering. "The appearance still hasn't changed, but the inside has changed." The evil god conjured up a dagger out of thin air and swiped at the priest's hand, and the wound healed after a few drops of blood.The pastor stared blankly at his hands, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

"Of course it's more than that. That special physique plus my blood and medium can only give you a power comparable to that of a god. Now you belong to neither a human being nor a god, so you are not a complete god, but a god." A half-finished product of God."

The evil god held up the pastor's face: "Don't worry, I will lend you strength unconditionally in the future. But you can't escape, because you were created by me, stay by my side as my confidant."