Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

"I need to kill a god." Murphy said, he looked at Miriam, "Its divine power cannot be too weak, but it cannot be too strong either. It is best not to be in charge of combat-type priests. If possible, it It is better to live alone, and death will not disturb other gods."

"What do you think of such a god?"

Murphy also carries a few time turners, but there is no magic network in the world today. To drive these time turners, a huge amount of magic energy is needed. In this world, the only thing he can think of is the gods themselves.

He wants to kill a god, seize its magic power and use it as a battery to send himself back to an earlier timeline.

Since he wants to deal with gods, he must at least know how these gods appeared. Perhaps only by mastering the secret of their birth can he get a glimpse of the method of destroying them.

"There are many weak gods." Miriam said, "Many elves and even dwarfs may possess a trace of divinity due to human beliefs."

The UK has a polytheistic system, and in its mythological system, various elves, fairies and other nameless strange creatures also have a certain status. They are like angels in the Christian system, located under the gods, but there are also With some divinity.

But that's not what Murphy obviously needs.

"The true God's words meet the conditions you said..."

Miriam pondered for a long time, and suddenly seemed to think of something, "Perhaps, there is indeed a god with powerful power, extremely ancient, a real god, and does not hold the priesthood of combat. More importantly, it It lives in isolation and does not even interact with humans. Even if it dies, it may not attract the eyes and ears of other gods."

"Oh?" Murphy's eyes lit up, "Who is it? Where is it?"

…

In the early morning, on the cliff, Miriam pointed to an endless stretch of jungle swamp in the distance and said: "There, in the center of the swamp, it is said that there is a maze composed of huge trees and swamps, and it is in that maze. Ten It was visited by a druid many years ago.”

"As expected, he lives in isolation." Murphy glanced at the misty jungle. Such a place was naturally not suitable for human habitation.

Usually, the power of a god is positively related to the number of believers. The more powerful the god, the more believers there are.

Therefore, gods will also build their own temples and temples in metropolitan cities to accept worship.

Being in an inaccessible swamp, there are naturally few people worshiping him. Logically speaking, such gods are usually very weak.

But the person Murphy was going to visit today was different.

It is so ancient that even the gods find it difficult to explain its origin. At the same time, its popularity is very high, and it presides over some clergy that are niche but have stable beliefs.

"After entering the swamp, you have entered his territory. Everything around you may be his eyes and ears. You must be careful." Miriam reminded.

"I suggest that you disguise yourself as a druid and move along the swamp, which can lower his vigilance."

Murphy nodded and was about to go down the mountain. Suddenly, his heart moved. He looked at a few vultures in the sky and smiled, "It seems that there is no need. It has already discovered us."

After saying that, Murphy turned into a bolt of lightning and suddenly ran for dozens of kilometers to the center of the swamp. Then he turned into thunder and landed, splitting a giant tree in half and dispersing the surrounding thick water vapor.

In the mist, a garden composed of vines, tree roots, stone pillars and the bones of various creatures was revealed.

In the garden, a god lay on his side on a huge stone bed.

His back is to Murphy, but you can still see that his body is tall and covered with black hair. His legs are a pair of reversed sheep hooves, and his head has two huge curved horns.

There was loud snoring coming from the opposite side, and the god seemed to be still sleeping soundly.

Murphy was not polite. A spear of lightning appeared in his hand. Under its huge magical power, countless electric charges gathered, ionizing the air and gradually compressing it into a flying shuttle composed of plasma.

He aimed the shuttle at Pan's head, and then launched it with a thought.

With a sound of "Chi!", the stone bed was pierced, and the plasma shuttle sank into the ground tens of meters deep. The powerful electric energy spread out, causing the land within hundreds of meters to flash with electricity, and the nearby swamp ground was evaporated. , several giant trees were split in half by the lightning coming from the ground, and countless shrubs burned. In an instant, the beautiful garden became a sea of ​​fire.

But the god was not injured.

In the raging flames, the god had arrived behind him at some point, leaning on an ancient stone throne.

"Young people are too impatient to be so cruel when we first meet. Did we have any hatred before?"

"No hatred, no hatred." Murphy said.

"Then maybe you think you are much stronger than me and you can kill me without any harm?"

Murphy smiled and said, "I'm not sure."

"In this case, why should we take such a risky method? Why don't you tell me your wish? Maybe I can help you in other ways." The god had a pair of square-pupil eyes, and he looked as if he was blind. There is no focus, and it seems to be arrogant, making it difficult to understand its expression.

"You're much more talkative than I thought," Murphy said. "I thought you didn't like to interact with people."

"Then you guessed wrong. I also served as the God of Music for a period of time. I was indispensable at people's banquets."

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid it will be difficult to realize my wish in this way," Murphy said, "unless you are willing to give up all your divine power."

The god was silent for a while, "Your divine power is so weak that you are only a human hero. At best, you can be regarded as a demigod. You are just a demigod, but you want to seize my power? Do you know who I am?"

"Pan?"

"Pan, I don't need that name anymore. Here, I am called Cornunnos." As he said that, the horns on the head of the god turned into antlers again, and the black hair all over his body gradually disappeared, revealing a strong and burly figure. male body.

Cornunnos, god of forests, animals, and horns.

"Oh? Why did you abandon the name of God Pan?" Murphy asked.

The changes in the image and name of the gods may represent changes in the priesthood, which involves the nature of the gods, and Murphy is very interested in this.

Cornunos looked slightly unnatural, "It's just a common thing."

"Before the name Pan? I heard that you are one of the oldest gods. How old are you?"

"You know a lot," Cornunos seemed a little proud, "I have existed since the birth of the gods. Those gods who claim to be born at the beginning of the universe are just bullshit. "

"oh?"

Murphy had some speculations before. The reason why he went back to this point in time was not only that the magic energy was consumed, but also that this was a critical time for the formation of the magic network.

In other words, time regression may also be related to the timeline of the magic source itself.

He used the magic power of the Magic Network to go back in time and returned to before the Magic Network was formed.

So if what Cornunos said is true, and he has really existed since the birth of the gods, can he use his magic power to go back to before the birth of the gods?

"What a coincidence." Murphy's eyes immediately changed when he looked at Cornunnos.

Cornunos felt an inexplicable chill all over his body. He felt the malice of the other party. Many animals gradually gathered around him. He looked at Murphy with empty eyes, "Mortal, I warn you, God is immortal. If You pissed me off..."

"Oh? I once heard that hundreds of years ago on Paxi Island, news of the death of a god came out. That god was also named Pan. Couldn't that be you?"

"..."

"The existence is ancient and the power is powerful, but it is not good at fighting..."

"Seriously, you're just a fat sheep."