A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

But now, I feel almost nothing.

It seemed that there was no progress at all. Even if there was progress, it was only an extremely small and imperceptible distance.

Sure enough, it doesn’t work…

His aptitude was too poor. When he crossed from the sixth level of the magic net to the seventh level, one hundred groups of divine power were nothing.

Thomas sighed in his heart, and this time he was no longer conservative. Instead, he instantly drove a thousand balls of divine power into it.

This time, we finally advanced some distance in the magic river.

But it was only a distance, not even very far. After moving forward for a distance, the decline was immediately revealed.

Thomas no longer hesitated. This time it was not a matter of one hundred or a thousand. Instead, he poured most of the divine power around the damaged godhead into his body.

It's like a boat equipped with a super-powerful engine.

This time, even in the Glue River, we can move forward quickly.

Thomas now truly felt what it meant to be able to send bricks flying with great force.

As long as the thrust is strong enough, the aerodynamic shape doesn't matter, and anything can fly. Not to mention airplanes, even lawn mowers can fly!

Even the Glue River cannot withstand the infusion of so much divine power.

All at once, a long distance has been crossed.

Thomas did not hesitate. Whenever he felt that his forward speed was slightly slowed down, he would immediately start replenishing his divine power.

The astonishing amount of divine power that was densely packed around the damaged divine body, to the point of causing people to develop claustrophobia, was now being consumed at an equally astonishing rate.

Finally, suddenly, it was as if a barrier was broken through.

The entire environment of the Magic River became completely different.

Thomas was delighted, knowing this was a breakthrough. Is this... the seventh layer of the magic net?

The speed at which his divine power was consumed just now almost gave him the illusion that he was running out of divine power.

In fact, looking at the area around the damaged divine body at this time, the divine power is sparse, and it is probably impossible to gather a hundred groups.

Just a little bit worse!

Now Thomas knew that after coming into contact with the fifth level of magic, if he could not break through in one go and slacked off in his practice, his magic skills would regress.

A little scared.

He came out of his meditative state and closed his eyes carefully to experience it.

The energy of the magic network, the "virtual organ" connecting Thomas' soul and the magic network, became more and more complete.

What was once a trickle became a large tap.

Of course, for Thomas, who was already a high-ranking defender of the nation, whether it was a trickle or a large tap, it didn't really make much of a difference. He had already reached his limit anyway.

The container is only this big, it can’t hold any more.

But it is very important to magicians.

This level has reached a certain limit and can slowly transform the human body into a magical creature.

More importantly, the filtering effect of that virtual organ.

The power of the magic network, part of which will be filtered and turned into a thin stream of light air, along some invisible network, directly into the mind.

Every time a stream of air flows into my brain, I feel my brain become noticeably clearer.

The feeling of drowsiness and fatigue is eliminated, the mind is clear, the brain becomes very clear, the thinking and observation abilities become stronger, and the memory is greatly enhanced.

When it came into contact with the sixth layer of the magic net, there was a small airflow from time to time.

Although it is effective, the effect is ultimately limited.

And now, this light airflow has become stronger and more continuous.

Not only that, perhaps because they were thicker and could not be absorbed instantly by his mind, these streams of air accumulated in his mind like silk threads.

Thomas marveled inwardly.

This is about transforming your brain!

He was already a high-ranking national protector, so he knew that even if he was a national protector and turned into a magical creature, his entire body would be reborn, and this change would not involve the brain.

But the way of magic is just the opposite.

With this level of transformation, other parts of the body will not have as exaggerated changes as those in Huguo.

But it just happens to transform the brain!

An idea suddenly came to my mind.

Whether they were great magicians or protectors of the nation, their life spans were greatly extended, but they were not immortal.

When the great magician died of old age, it was probably because his organs decayed and died.

When Huguo died of old age, it was probably due to brain decay!

For example, Thomas himself can access the seventh layer of the magic network in terms of magic, and has reached a high level of national protection in terms of martial arts. Will his life span be much longer than that of an ordinary national protection?

Could this be the secret behind the gods' thousand-year lifespan?

After calming down, Thomas ended his meditation, got up and took a shower.

The bath water, which was originally scalding hot, has now become mostly cold.

But he had just attacked the seventh layer of the magic net, and he didn't know how long it would take.

Outside the window, it was almost dawn.

After cleaning up the potion residue that had turned into half glue and half water, Thomas checked his remaining divine power.

There are still one hundred and twenty regiments!

Damn it, it consumes a lot of energy!

This must be the limitation of my talent. There's nothing I can do about it, I'm really not good at this.

Thomas also figured it out. If he wanted to reach the eighth layer of the magic net...

At least 40,000 groups of divine power should be prepared to be more confident.

Even for Thomas now, 40,000 divine powers is a goal that is too far away.

Contact with the eighth level of the magic network should greatly increase the speed of brain transformation.

But in fact, the seventh layer of the magic network is enough, and the brain should also be gradually transformed. It just takes a little longer.

The divine power accumulated in the future can be used to conduct some research in the field.

Thomas had just mastered the field not long ago, and although he knew its infinite uses, he didn't know how to use it.

Currently, his translucent field only has two functions. The first is to weaken the supernatural effects around him. After using it, whether it is magic, supernatural powers, or the domains of other gods, they will be restricted and weakened.

The second is to improve your basic physical fitness.

The effect is similar to that of a large amount of magic.

Maybe ask Thor?

Calculating the time, I have already passed the "safe time".

It's time to go see Thor.

But before meeting Thor, have a good chat with Radagast first.

I don’t know what the blue-robed wizard wants, which is also a hidden danger.

The author says:

Author's words: Something urgent happened and I have to go out in the afternoon.

I'll make it up tomorrow, sorry.

Chapter 251 Training Ground 1

Thomas went out in the early morning.

Although I only slept for less than an hour, I didn't feel tired at all.

This should be the effect of the seventh layer of magic network - the required sleep time is further reduced.

I strolled along the way and naturally arrived at the martial arts training ground.

There is also a martial arts field here, and next to it is a church.

After all, the Knights Templar are armed monks, so there is no requirement for chanting scriptures, but martial arts training is still very important.

Even civilian knights would come to the arena to practice whenever they had free time. After all, no one could predict when they would have to go to the battlefield.

Basically, the official members of the Knights Templar have skills above the mid-level level.

Even someone like Demetrios can still put on armor and go into battle at critical moments.

Here, Mansreti is supervising the training of new recruits.

The new recruits are also divided into different types, and according to their different levels, they are now divided into pairs to practice with each other.

In particular, Louis has been training here for a long time.

This young man trains very hard.

Even after eating the golden apple and gaining extraordinary powers, he still insisted on exercising, and it can be seen that he was making continuous progress.

At this time on the field, Mansreti was giving instructions.

Some people listened attentively, while others were dismissive.

Thomas's gaze rested on a few people.

The spiritual field told him that these people were elite.

At this level, if one has a little knowledge of navigation and is recommended by someone, one can directly join the Knights Templar without undergoing recruit training. However, if one does not have a recommendation from someone within the Knights Templar, one will need to remain under Mansreti for a while.

Rather than testing their abilities, it was more like giving them a taste of life in a knightly order. After all, if they joined and couldn't adapt to life there, it would be very troublesome to quit.

After all, a forced melon is not sweet.

It was obvious at first glance that these newcomers were of aristocratic origin and were arrogant and proud.

They were very disdainful of Mansreti.

This is perfectly normal. Young people, especially those who have achieved success in martial arts, all have high aspirations.

After all, this was an era where strength was measured by fists. Martial arts were considered the best way for a noble to survive.

So, to be honest, it was not easy to be an instructor in the Knights. Mansreti found it difficult to control the situation.

It's conceivable that Mansretty, who was only a mid-level player at the time, was likely constantly being tricked and embarrassed by these new recruits. It was just like Thomas's nine-year compulsory education in his previous life, where naughty students loved to embarrass their teachers.

This seems to be the instinct of a bad student.

And these few people obviously have this in mind.

Thomas stopped with interest and watched from a distance.

"Grand Commander!" He wanted to keep a low profile, but unexpectedly Louis discovered him and called out.

"It's okay, you continue." Thomas had no choice but to reply. But the words "Grandmaster" had already attracted the attention of those around him.

Thomas noticed their looks.

In fact, it was not Thomas who saw it, but the spiritual field that felt it.

During this period of time, he had to communicate with the believers every night as the "Nameless God".

I didn't gain anything else, but my ability to read people's expressions improved by leaps and bounds.

After all, when using that mirror, Thomas can neither hear nor "see" anything, and can only use the spiritual field to sense.

It is impossible to hear what the believers say and one can only interpret it through lip reading.

One can only judge what believers are thinking by observing their expressions, or in other words, by using the spiritual field to detect subtle changes in their expressions.

This also allowed him to rapidly improve his skill proficiency.

These people's targets should have shifted from Mansreti to him.