A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

The number this time is very astonishing, it is already over two hundred.

Numerous divine powers surrounded the damaged godhead, so densely packed that it made people feel particularly at ease.

Just like last time, every time you kill a cow, you can gain one more divine power.

Although it costs money and there are additional risks, the amount of divine power that can be accumulated at one time is indeed enough.

Thomas had never been so rich in divine power.

Thomas himself knew his situation, and his Steel Soul Secret Art had been practiced to a relatively high level.

But like all such techniques, the higher you go, the more difficult it becomes.

It's like an exam paper, with multiple-choice questions at the front and short-answer questions at the back.

At this point, if he wanted to improve his Steel Soul Secret Art and break through the bottleneck, he would have to consume at least fifty divine powers at a time.

But if he wants to raise the Steel Soul Secret Art to the highest level, he will probably need two more attacks... But this is not certain, it may be three.

More than two hundred groups of divine power should be enough.

Just like before, prepare the bath water, take off your clothes, and apply the potion to all parts of your body that can be applied.

Then he guided fifty balls of divine power in one breath and poured them into his body.

hiss……

As the divine power turned into a torrent and rushed into his body, Thomas seemed to hear the sound of flowing breath in his ears.

The torrent of divine power turned into countless streams, washing over every part of his body, including his limbs, bones, and internal organs.

At the same time, a vast amount of memories and insights from practicing the secret art of Steel Soul emerged in his consciousness.

His consciousness unconsciously fell into "mindless" meditation, controlling his body and absorbing this external energy.

But it was not enough, so Thomas continued to guide and poured another twenty balls of divine power into his body.

This time, it was a bit of an overkill. Under the onslaught of a large amount of additional divine power, he clearly felt that another bottleneck that had been restraining him had been broken through with ease.

I feel a special change in my mind and body. It's like sleeping soundly until I wake up naturally, then waking up to stretch and unwind.

The whole body feels extremely transparent and there is no feeling of blockage or stagnation.

After a long while, Thomas came back to his senses and checked his condition.

The range of the mental field has increased significantly, and the air mass in the chest has also expanded further.

Moreover, one can feel that the mental power has turned into an invisible hand, which has the effect of pulling.

He had previously discovered that he could use his mental strength as additional power to assist physical activities, for example, stabilizing balance, reducing impact, and so on.

It's like having an extra crutch.

It is a very effective auxiliary effect, but it can only be regarded as auxiliary.

And it can only be used on oneself. If it is used on an external object at a slight distance from the body, it requires full concentration and intense focus - it would be worse than using your hands or feet.

Now the mental power can be further condensed and formed, and the effect is stronger.

He injected all the power of the air in his chest into the long sword, and a bright light emerged from the long sword.

Just like a diamond, you can see the colorful splendor if you look closely.

This light wasn't just a visual effect. If the Ruby Sword only slightly increased damage, this one truly transformed mental power into lethality.

Nightmare Sword: King Kong.

Thomas got up and took a shower to rinse off the ineffective potion.

If it were usual, the divine power would have been exhausted by now, and he could only wait patiently for the next accumulation.

But this time, Thomas still had about 150 groups of divine power.

I guess that should be enough!

He changed his bath water, ate a simple meal of dry food, and immediately prepared for the next breakthrough.

This might be the last time, he could feel it.

For such a long time, Thomas has obtained the complete set of Steel Soul Secrets from Gandalf intermittently.

So Thomas knew that the Steel Soul Secret Art had the highest mystery.

The highest secret of the Steel Soul Art is "time standing still".

It's not that time stops in the literal sense. To use Thomas's previous life's words, it would be more accurately called bullet time.

Those who practice the Steel Soul mystic art can force themselves to increase their speed to an indescribable speed. Their movements will be so fast that they almost take no time and can complete complex movements in an instant.

To outsiders, the practitioners' movements are so fast that they cannot be captured by the naked eye. Actions such as drawing the sword and returning it to the sheath cannot be seen clearly at all.

Of course, this highest secret is also the most difficult. In addition to the application skills, it also requires extremely demanding mental strength.

After everything was ready, Thomas applied a thick layer of potion on himself again.

Then, in one breath, he poured all eighty balls of divine power into his body.

In the dim light, Thomas felt his body shaking slowly and unconsciously.

One's own spiritual field is undergoing a qualitative change.

The entire spiritual field turned into a living thing, wriggling slightly, and the old spiritual field was constantly torn, healed, strengthened, and improved.

An indescribable feeling.

Just like charging, the warm current of divine power in the body continues to dissipate, decompose, and transform into changes in the spiritual field.

However, as the divine power was reduced due to rapid transformation, the changes in the spiritual field were like a black hole, infinitely absorbing the divine power.

A vast amount of memories of cultivation flooded into his mind. He had spent countless days and nights meditating, practicing repeatedly, and tempering his spiritual power.

It is indeed the highest secret, and it is not easy to practice.

Thomas once again poured forty balls of divine power into his body.

Thomas could sense that his entire spiritual field had undergone a qualitative change. With subtle adjustments, it had reached its optimal state.

The mutation of the mental field slowly stopped.

Thomas once again poured thirty balls of divine power into his body.

This time, he clearly felt that he had reached a peak. The Steel Soul Secret Art could not be further advanced.

Reaching a limit—not a bottleneck.

A bottleneck is like a dangerous mountain road or a cliff that is difficult to climb.

Regardless of whether you can finally climb up or not, at least you can try, and you know that it is theoretically possible to do so.

If you fail, it's because you haven't accumulated enough, you don't have enough talent, your tools are not good enough, and you haven't spent enough time.

The limit is like standing on the top of a mountain and looking up at the sky - there is no way to climb, you have to fly up.

In an instant, he understood the meaning of what Gandalf had said before.

The so-called promotion from elite to protector of the country... is this breakthrough of the limit.

The potential in the bloodline has been developed to the limit.

There is only so much of it, and you have already dug it all out. It would be a waste of time to swing the hoe any further.

If you want to rise, you need to build a pair of wings for yourself. In other words, you must first develop a path, a path that belongs only to you.

Almost impossible to imitate and impossible to copy!

Chapter 145 Two-pronged approach

At dawn the next day, Thomas went out alone and rushed to the safe house as quickly as possible.

The safe house prepared by Snow Wolf was a farmhouse outside Kiev.

Very close to the city, three or four farmhouses form a village that cannot be any smaller.

But in fact, all the villagers are Snow Wolf's men - this is a resting place for smugglers.

Moreover, the small-scale smuggling route controlled by Snow Wolf has been tacitly approved by the Witcher militia.

After all, in this era, many orders from lords and nobles are contrary to the interests of the masses, especially some blockade orders, such as prohibiting the sale of certain fish by the public, and certain furs can only be handed over to the state.

Such laws that infringe upon everyone's interests will naturally be resisted.

This place perfectly meets the needs of gray wolves - safe and convenient transportation.

When Thomas came over, Blue Wolf was also here, in the open space at the edge of the farmhouse, reporting the situation to Gray Wolf.

However, the gray wolf's frowning brows could be seen from a distance.

Apparently no useful intelligence was obtained.

There is no other way. It is really difficult to find such a group of people who are deliberately hiding in a short time.

"Oh, Shadow Wolf, you are here... Any news?" asked Gray Wolf.

Without saying a word, Thomas took out the booklet from his pocket and handed it over.

It was Haakon the Mouse who had given him all sorts of details about the little estate.

Of course, Thomas now added a little content to indicate that the entire manor is full of Marlowit's followers.

"Not long ago, I thought that place was suspicious, so I asked someone to investigate. I didn't expect that this place was where Marlowit's followers lived."

The gray wolf paused, as if stunned.

I originally thought that this task would be very difficult, but I didn't expect everything to be so easy.

"How... did you notice that?" He was a little unconvinced and worried that this thing was fake.

"I have an informant from the Knights. The Knights discovered that the place was full of Marlowit's followers, so I asked someone to investigate."

The gray wolf's eyes flickered as he flipped through the pages quickly.

Soon, he was sure.

"It's true! It should be here," he said, a little excitedly. "This is a serious matter. I must contact the higher-ups immediately."

Then he stared at Thomas.

"I have to say, Shadow Wolf, you've done a great job this time! This thing is extremely important. I'll head off right now to do some research and review. If everything is alright, I'll report it to my superiors immediately, and the commendation will arrive soon. Boy... you're in luck!!"

He carefully folded the booklet and kept it close to his body.

"Without further delay, I will review it immediately to avoid any further complications!"

"Okay! Do you need my help?" Thomas also saw the other party's caution.

"No, we don't need help during the review," the other party shouted, and several subordinates emerged from the farmhouse. "By the way, if we have to resort to force, you guys will also be needed to contribute!"

"No problem," Qinglang said this time. "I'll go find a team of mercenaries right away!"

The gray wolf looked at the blue wolf with appreciation, then led his men away.

After dealing with the Gray Wolves' affairs, Thomas turned back to the Knights.

It was convenient to have a pass in hand. The guards along the way recognized Thomas and the pass in his hand, so he met the commander-in-chief without any obstacles.

The Grand Commander was reviewing a thick stack of documents. When he saw Thomas come in, he looked up in surprise.

"Knight Commander Thomas, what's going on?"

"Your Excellency, Grand Commander, I have received two pieces of very urgent intelligence, and another piece of good news," Thomas said, then closed the office door.

"Let's talk about the intelligence first... What intelligence?"

"The first is that if Marlowit loses most of his followers... he'll likely suffer from a hunger for faith. And this hunger for faith will greatly weaken Marlowit's sanity."

"Ah, you're right." The Grand Master rested his elbows on the table, his chin resting on his wrist. After a brief thought, he agreed with Thomas's statement. "Taking off the firewood from under the cauldron is a very useful strategy!"

"The second thing is... the small manor you're referring to, where Marovite's followers gather... might not be just any gathering place," Thomas said. "It could be the key to Marovite's resurrection. It might contain an avatar that Marovite has prepared. Marovite probably wants to use this avatar to walk the earth."

The Grand Commander blinked, and his expression suddenly became very unsightly.

"Did you alert the enemy?" he asked.

"no!"

The Grand Commander let out a long breath. "That's good!"