A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

But it still doesn't work.

As soon as the pillar of fire went out, the muscles on the Wolf God's body began to regenerate at a high speed, growing layer by layer at a speed visible to the naked eye.

No, the Wolf God's weakness is not fire.

Neither the short-term high temperature nor the continuous burning can pose a real threat to the Wolf God.

Perhaps after completely defeating the Wolf God, this move can be used to deliver the final blow, but it is useless against the Wolf God under normal circumstances.

Thomas reached into his arms and felt something.

"Chuckles..." The Wolf God's burnt throat let out a mournful laugh. "So, this is your extraordinary ability!"

He had been holding back in his attacks just now because he had no idea what Thomas's extraordinary abilities were.

But now I understand.

The temperature exceeded a thousand degrees, barely enough to melt steel. This level of power was indeed befitting of a protector of the nation.

"They said that your ability is to control lightning, now it seems that it is the effect of this sword!" The Wolf God looked at the magic sword in Thomas's hand with his bloody eyes.

"But... being able to achieve this is really great."

"Now...die!"

His last word came out as a roar.

It was the sound of death filled with despair and cruelty, conveying its horrifying lethality through sound waves.

The tangible power of pain radiated outwards, enveloping Thomas in irresistible despair.

Is this... a spell to immobilize the body?

Is this a power similar to Joseph's, and also the extraordinary power that the Wolf God possesses as a protector of the country?

Thomas's mind went blank for a moment, his body stiffened, and only despair remained.

He seemed to see many things he couldn't see otherwise. The Wolf God, like an invisible gravitational force, pulled at the surrounding darkness, absorbing it into his body bit by bit. Like a monster, he devoured the fear, despair, and death that had solidified into substance.

It is replenishing its own strength.

Those fears, despair and death came from his repeated killings, threats and victories, and from the countless seeds sown by the Wolf God.

The seeds of fear have been planted in the hearts of countless people.

By the time Thomas came to his senses, the Wolf God had already rushed to him, to a distance that was too close to block even with a sword.

Thomas stretched out his left hand to resist, but it fell into the wolf god's mouth and was bitten.

The sharp teeth tore through leather armor, cut through skin, muscle, and finally bit through bones.

The upper and lower teeth locked together, then snapped shut, severing the bone.

Thomas stumbled back, his face slightly contorted in pain.

The wolf god was over there, chewing the skin, meat and bones in his mouth for a while, and then swallowing it directly.

His tongue still licked his lips.

"Very good! The flesh and blood of a god... is truly delicious!"

Thomas looked at his bleeding stump, then at the Wolf God.

"Aren't you afraid of getting a blockage in your throat?" he said sarcastically. "Even children know not to eat anything they want."

"Don't worry, mixed metal or leather won't affect my appetite." The Wolf God was unconcerned. "I will eat you whole and alive!"

"Really? Then I can only hope you don't die of starvation!" Thomas stared at his wound. The blood continued to flow, but at some point, the flowing blood had become thick, like jelly. This thick blood solidified at the broken limb, forming half an arm.

Thomas raised his hand and shook it. The blood on his arm peeled off like paint, revealing the intact limbs underneath.

In a flash, the severed limb had regenerated, but of course the armored arm guard could not be restored.

Even though I was reborn, the pain and fear from the wound just now were not fake.

This was not something Thomas did intentionally, but rather the damaged divine nature automatically mobilized divine power to restore the body.

"Not bad! But, how many times can you be reborn?" This scene only earned the Wolf God a sinister grin.

Obviously, for gods, even quasi-gods, regenerating severed limbs is just a very common ability and nothing surprising.

The Wolf God tried to rush forward again, but Thomas, who failed to show off, kicked the powder keg next to him over.

There was no gunpowder in the barrel.

The three cannons were only equipped for a single shot—Thomas hadn't expected the cannons to fire a second shot.

However, seeing the powder keg rolling towards him, the Wolf God also chose to avoid it first. He didn't want to be blown up again.

Thomas turned around and ran out of the flame-filled hall from the side stairs, closing the door behind him.

"You can't run away!"

The Wolf God caught up closely, destroyed the thick wooden door with a few heavy blows, and then rushed out after him.

This is a staircase on the side of the Knights' headquarters, a convenient outdoor staircase.

It was pouring rain outside.

The Wolf God quickly followed, and after a few steps, he found Thomas waiting for him upstairs.

At the top of the narrow staircase, Thomas stood there, gesturing with his hands.

"Magic? Ha... Interesting!" The Wolf God rushed forward without hesitation. Under the influence of his domain, all magic had little effect on him. And this casting speed...

He was able to rush into close combat range before Thomas could complete the spell.

But Thomas stopped and suddenly pulled a trigger beside him.

The next moment, there was a refreshing roar.

Chapter 205 Monster 8

The impact of the gunpowder explosion came from the side, knocking the Wolf God's entire body out. He flew dozens of meters away from the Knights' headquarters and crashed into a private house.

"Damn it! You actually used this!" Thomas cursed.

With a month, he naturally made as thorough preparations as possible.

This is one of the killer weapons he has prepared!

Six barrels of gunpowder were installed here. While black powder wasn't very effective these days, quantity made up for its lack of quality. The power of this much gunpowder was no less than that of an anti-tank mine.

And this is no ordinary gunpowder.

Thomas mixed a large amount of iron pieces, gravel, nails and other debris into the gunpowder.

Even with the terrifying regenerative ability of the Wolf God, he still has to drink a lot of water!

Thomas had anticipated that this move would only be used in dire circumstances, temporarily stalling the enemy and giving himself time to use his "flying technique" to escape.

Although Flying is only a third-tier spell, the casting steps are slightly complicated and cannot be used in combat.

Facts have proved that this move is indeed powerful enough.

The werewolf's heavy body fell down and actually crushed the entire house.

Thomas suddenly realized that there was someone else in the house!

The sound of a child crying was heard.

What's going on? Logically, the evacuation order should have been issued...

Thomas had long known that facing the attack of the Wolf God, having more people would not be of much use and would only make them victims.

Damn, it’s time!

Thomas was surprised to find that the Wolf God had come in the morning.

I had originally thought that the Wolf God would arrive at night, or at least at dusk. After all, he was outnumbered, and darkness was always an ally of the weak.

Human vision is greatly limited at night, but the Wolf God should not have this shortcoming. Therefore, it is speculated that night is the right "time" for him.

But the Wolf God happened to come in broad morning.

Therefore, all the preparations have not been completed to perfection, but there is nothing we can do about it.

After all, a life-and-death battle won't give you the chance to prepare thoroughly!

The Wolf God stood up from the ruins and looked at Thomas through the rain.

In terms of protecting the country, their physical fitness in all aspects has surpassed the scope of normal humans, and the two people's eyesight can see each other clearly.

The Wolf God was beaten badly, with metal fragments of various sizes all over his body.

In addition, the impact of the explosion was not to be underestimated. His internal organs were severely damaged. Parts of his skin and flesh were completely torn apart and scorched by the high temperature.

A huge piece of metal fragment was embedded in his neck, almost cutting half of his neck, and even cutting through his blood vessels, trachea and cervical vertebrae.

The wolf god's head could not stabilize and became tilted.

But it didn't matter. He pulled out the piece of metal fragment with his claws, threw it away, and straightened his neck.

The muscles at the wound quickly regenerated and reconnected.

This also means that even if he were beheaded with a single sword strike, he wouldn't be killed - although it might cause him a lot of trouble.

Moreover, it can be inferred that even if a sword were to pierce his brain, it would not be able to kill him!

If you want to kill him, you probably have to cut him into five pieces, then burn him at high temperature, completely destroying all his flesh and blood in a very short time.

This guy!

Where does that endless vitality come from? Or is this just a side effect of the gods' domain?

The Wolf God straightened his neck and picked up something from his side.

Thomas recognized her as a woman from the city.

She shouldn't be here, but she is!

The Wolf God grabbed the other person's neck and with a little force, the woman's neck was broken.

All of a sudden his whole body went limp and he stopped struggling.

He bit down on the motionless flesh in his hand.

Then he raised his head, with a mouth full of blood, and looked at Thomas in a demonstrative manner while chewing and swallowing.

It rained heavily.

Thomas stood in the rain, observing the other person, using his five senses, arcane vision, and spiritual field to observe this quasi-god in reality.

Before today, he had no idea what a mortal god looked like.

Although he wrote the "Book Without a Name" and invented a god who walked the world as a mortal, it was entirely his own imagination.

And now, he saw a real god.

Moreover, he can observe and ponder the other party's incredible strength from a safe distance.

The wolf god ate up the fleshy parts of the woman bit by bit, and then threw the remains aside.

I picked up another one at random. It was none other than the crying child.

The woman just now was either his nanny or his mother.

The Wolf God held the child in his hand and gestured to Thomas.

"Captain, shouldn't you protect your people?" he said provocatively.

"You're the murderer, yet you want to put the blame on me?" Thomas replied calmly. It was an extremely quiet voice.

It's like a calm deep pool, you can't see how many undercurrents are surging underneath.

Although he lives in this era, he considers himself a modern man at heart. Modern people don't fall for moral blackmail!

But at the same time, modern people cannot tolerate this kind of indiscriminate killing of innocent people, especially harming children!

"Ha, do you think you can run away like this?" the Wolf God laughed.

"I suddenly understand... So, consuming blood can also restore your strength!" Thomas's voice was icy, but a subtle glint of anger flashed in his eyes. "You also feel your own weakness, right?"

"My body is weak, and I instinctively want to eat... It's really like a wild animal!"

"What?" The Wolf God was puzzled.