After leaving the world of all NPCs

But having said that, Aleister would probably remember the original differences in the "Book of Law" he wrote, so he is definitely not a novice who knows nothing about the new laws of the universe.

Ye Zuochen turned to look at Othinus: "How is your magic experiment?"

The proud expression on Othinus' face vanished in an instant. He looked back at the spring, his shoulders slumping slightly. A muffled voice came from beneath the brim of his hat, "It's a complete failure. The current laws of the universe no longer allow for godhood. It seems a crucial link is missing."

"What's missing?" Ye Zuochen asked.

Othinus was silent for a moment, his small figure frozen by the spring.

Suddenly, she turned around abruptly. Under the wide brim of her hat, her left eye, gleaming with emerald light, stared straight at Ye Zuochen: "Can you show me your golden elixir?"

"can."

A deep and condensed cyan-gold light suddenly lit up at Ye Zuochen's dantian.

[Qingming Creation Talisman] quietly floated between the two people, rotating slowly.

Othinus's breathing seemed to stop for a moment, and he took a step forward, almost getting close to the slowly rotating golden elixir.

His eyes carefully scanned every inch of the flowing light and shadow of the golden elixir, and his fingertips subconsciously trembled slightly, as if tracing the trajectory of the seal characters in the void.

After a long moment, she slowly straightened up, took a deep breath, raised her hand, and pointed at the strange golden elixir with flowing lapis lazuli characters. Her voice was low and firm, "So that's how it is! No wonder the Supreme God of Chu and Han wanted to retrieve this page of the immortal record!"

She paused, as if digesting this astonishing discovery, and then explained word by word, "So the 'person' is missing."

"Even if one possesses immense power comparable to that of the gods in mythology, without this 'personhood', one is merely a 'pretender' of power, a false god, a mere mortal possessing divine power!"

"Only by having one's true 'personhood' inscribed on one's mind can one be said to have crossed that threshold and become a 'true god' recognized by the laws of the world!"

"And this page in your hand... the essence of this golden elixir is the catalog that acknowledges that life can possess 'personhood'!"

"It is the embodiment of 'great power' and the fundamental evidence for controlling the authority of the gods!"

"And you, have taken away this page of power that should have belonged solely to the Supreme God!"

Ye Zuochen was silent for a moment, then a glint of understanding flashed in his eyes. "Supreme power cannot be shared. No wonder he can't tolerate me."

This is how "Taiyi God" calls his own power——

"Universal Truth", "The End of the Tao" and "The Power of Heaven".

If all the laws governing the operation of the universe are the [Way of Heaven], then "Taiyi God" possesses an absolute power of the [Way of Heaven].

It can be simply referred to as the right to employ.

Only by gaining the approval of "Taiyi God" and having one's name written into the [Immortal Book], can one be allowed to become a god, which means having the "legal right to become a god."

This power was given by "Taiyi God".

Now, this power has been taken away by Ye Zuochen, which is a great harm to the power.

Perhaps there are other reasons, but this alone is enough to cause serious damage to the authority of "Taiyi God".

"So, Taiyi God is still kind to me. He actually allowed me to return the immortal record and pretend that this incident never happened..."

Ye Zuochen couldn't help but complain in his heart.

You know, even if the emperor in feudal society found that his power was damaged and tainted by dust, he would try his best to let the East Factory or something like that to deal with that person.

"That's right!" Othinus' voice suddenly rose. "So, as long as I write my name on this page of the immortal record, I can possess 'personhood'! All that's left is to perform the demon god's ritual again, and I can once again obtain [godhood]!"

Ye Zuochen nodded and said, "Call me when you're ready. However, if you do that, you'll become an illegal god like Mayuri and the others. You can only be my subordinate god and cannot leave me."

Othinus said, "That's just right. I don't want to leave you either."

……

World No. 235.

Romania's mountain roads wind and undulate under the cool sunshine of early spring, meandering among the lush green mountains.

A custom-made road bike with sharp lines was speeding across the road at a speed that tore through the air. The engine emitted a low and aggressive roar as it rolled over the road, turning the trees on both sides that had not yet fully turned green and the rugged rocks into blurred, receding afterimages.

Inside the car, the Marquis de Vauban, whose silver hair was as unruly as an inverted icicle, had a cruel smile on his lips and his emerald eyes were fixed on the front, enjoying the pure sense of control brought by the extreme speed that bullied the weak.

The aura of a beast silently surged under his young and well-defined face.

Just as the wheels passed the next bend and the car body tilted slightly, a person suddenly appeared in the passenger seat.

Ye Zuochen's black hair fell down softly, making the fifteen-year-old boy's face look even more handsome and gentle. His obsidian-like pupils were crystal clear, enough to easily capture any gaze cast upon them.

"Divine Foot Power?" Woban's eyes narrowed slightly, a faint green light suddenly lit up, and then he denied it, "It doesn't seem so. So, kid, you got a new toy?"

Ye Zuochen's eyes swept across Woban's much younger profile and then to the rapidly flowing mountain scenery outside the car window.

"The old man seems to have become much younger."

"It's just a passing incident. I regained my youth during my last resurrection. We are different from gods, but we care about life and death." Woban sneered, his green eyes still fixed on the treacherous mountain road ahead. "Well, kid, why did you suddenly come to see me?"

Ye Zuochen was still looking out the window: "I want to make a deal with you. Magic in exchange for magic."

Vauban's brows arched slightly, a flicker of genuine interest crossing his face. "Oh? Interesting. What magic trick do you want?"

"It's the spell you use to summon the gods."

"Yes," Vauban replied simply. "What do you want to exchange for it?"

Ye Zuochen said no more and casually handed the Book of Law to Woban.

Vauban did not reach for it.

A hand with skin close to bones suddenly reached out from the back seat and steadily grabbed the magic book.

That's a "person" sitting in the back seat.

If you can still call him a human being.

His skin was as gray and waxy as a corpse's, two cloudy beads were embedded in his deep eye sockets, his lips were shriveled and cracked, and his whole body exuded a strong smell of earth and corruption.

He was one of the many "death servants" of the Marquis de Vauban.

The undead servant took the Book of Law and began to turn the pages with stiff fingers at an inhuman speed.

"The first... interpretation... method... is wrong..."

"Starting... the second... interpretation... error..."

"The third... type... error... error... cannot be... interpreted..."

The muscles of the Marquis de Vauban's face twitched suddenly, and then he grinned with great interest.

He slammed the accelerator to the floor with his right foot, and the violent power was instantly transmitted to the wheels. The entire customized road car let out a painful roar, and its speed suddenly soared like a beast that was whipped by a huge force!

Ye Zuochen explained, "This magic book is indecipherable to all magicians in the world, but I can guarantee that it was indeed written by an angel. The author claims that once the Book of Law is completed, the era of Christianity will also end."

"Good! Good! Good!" Vauban uttered three "good"s in quick succession, each one louder and louder, more filled with undisguised and wild joy. "I love this gift!"

There is no doubt that this is a magic book from a parallel world.

Moreover, it was a very advanced magic book, and even his death servant who was responsible for magic research could not decipher it.

The car body almost broke free from gravity, speeding along the edge of the steep mountain road. The scene outside the window completely melted into a high-speed flowing block of color and light.

"I'll leave the spell to you to summon the God of Disobedience!" Woban's voice was clear amidst the clatter of wind and the roar of the engine, carrying with it the exhilaration of a hurricane. "However, I've never been very good at magic. These dead servants prepared it all for me."

Ye Zuochen's body remained steady as a rock under the sudden increase in gravity. "It's all right. My power can seize the wisdom of magic."

Upon hearing this, a strange color flashed in Woban's green eyes. "It does look a bit like my spell book."

"what is that?"

As Vauban controlled the steel beast hurtling toward death, he casually said, "I usurped the authority from Baphomet, the evil god worshipped by the Knights Templar. Its power allows me to copy all the magic in the world into a grimoire and use it at will."

Ye Zuochen nodded in understanding: "In other words, after you have these dead servants, you have eliminated that power?"

Woban nodded slightly, as if to agree.

At this moment, the mountain road ahead suddenly opened up, revealing a relatively flat and open gravel area.

Woban suddenly turned the steering wheel, the tires made a harsh friction sound on the gravel, raising a cloud of gray-yellow dust, and the car stopped suddenly in an extremely rough but precise manner.

The mountain wind rushed in instantly, sweeping away the remaining gasoline smell and the cold air brought by the dead servants in the car.

The two men opened the car door and got out.

Vauban stood beside the cart, the mountain breeze ruffling his bristling silver hair, and casually summoned three dead servants.

"Boy, all the magic is in the minds of these three people."

Ye Zuochen's gaze fell calmly on the three dead servants. A translucent arm on his right shoulder instantly condensed into shape and shot towards the three dead servants in front.

The translucent arm silently pierced through the shriveled chests of the three dead servants and took out the necessary magic.

[Daoguo] turned and immediately confirmed the full picture of this magic.

Woban's magic to summon the gods requires three elements.

Witches or shrine maidens with extraordinary magical powers, priests who make almost crazy petitions for the arrival of God, and myths about becoming the incarnation of the summoned God are stories widely circulated among the kingdoms and people on earth.

In addition, there are requirements such as geomancy and astrology, but they are not a big problem.

The translucent arm completed its task and suddenly retracted.

"Okay, I'll be leaving first." Ye Zuochen turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." Vauban called him.

Ye Zuochen paused and turned sideways: "Anything else?"

Marquis Vauban slowly turned around and faced Ye Zuochen, grinning with a hideous smile.

"This opportunity is rare, why don't we have a fight?"

The mountain wind suddenly stopped.

The air was like frozen colloid, so heavy that it was suffocating.

Even the occasional bird calls in the distant woods disappeared, leaving only a deathly silence hanging over this desolate valley.

The three dead servants didn't move at all.

Facing the ferocious beast's aura coming towards him, Ye Zuochen slowly smiled.

"Since the elders have invited me, I am willing to do so."

He paused slightly, his smile seeming to deepen. "But, Marquis, please be careful and don't die, because I won't hold back."

The ferocious smile on Woban's face instantly expanded to its maximum: "What a coincidence, me too!"

The two gazes collided violently in the air.

Their heartbeats, their breathing, every drop of blood flowing in their bodies reached a consensus at this moment.

kill him!

Ye Zuochen took a step forward, and the gravel under his feet instantly turned into powder, and clear light flowed around his body.

[Qingming Creation Talisman] has already enlightened oneself.

The bones in the body emit continuous clear sounds of jade chimes.

The mortal body has fallen off, and the "body of the god of war" has been forged!

God-level combat skills and the ability to fly and hide are integrated into every inch of his flesh and blood.

Ye Zuochen had transformed into a streak of light that tore through the air, rushing straight towards Woban. With a grab of his right hand, he grabbed a piece of the black bone of the God of Food, and crimson flames rose up.

The end fire that ends the gods is like the blood of the gods, flowing on the bones of the god of food and turning into a red sword.

[The End Demon Sword] The sword edge drew a thin red line and slashed towards Woban's head!

"Ha ha ha ha--!"

Woban burst into a hearty laugh. Facing the attack of the devil sword that was powerful enough to burn gods, he did not retreat. Instead, his strong body suddenly expanded, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a terrifying three-meter-tall werewolf.

The wolf's fangs were white, and his emerald-like wolf eyes burned with a primitive and wild murderous light. This was the power he had usurped by killing the sun god Apollo - [The Greedy Wolves]!

This wolf body has thick skin and flesh, and is blessed by the Sun God, making it extremely resistant to high temperatures and flames.

boom--!

[The End Demon Sword] slashed fiercely on the thick wolf arms that Woban used to block.

The crimson flames collided violently with the golden light blessed by the Sun God, and the [End Demon Sword] instantly left two burn marks on it, deep enough to see the bones and charred the flesh. The edges of the wounds were still hissing, constantly trying to erode and expand.

[The Sword of the End] is the flint of "The End Theory". It can not only ignite the "end" of the target, but also make the wound left behind difficult to heal on its own. The ignited "end" will continue to spread until the enemy is completely ignited.

The severe pain instead aroused the most primitive ferocity in Woban's bones.