Chapter 278 The Most Special Way to Divine Realm
In the darkness, the scarlet silk cloth slowly rose and fell like the tide, and sometimes stretched out on the wall like a snake, clinging to the surface of the cave - vertically, horizontally, and crookedly, and finally crossed in all directions to form a web.

From a distance, these strips of cloth looked like they were woven into a reddish-ochre cordon, tightly surrounding Ke Mingye but never actually approaching his body.

At this moment, with the help of a beam of light rising from the tip of the spear held by the man in front of him, Ke Mingye could clearly see the pattern above the red silk cloth.

The surface of the silk cloth was engraved with golden sun and moon totems, as well as the auspicious images of the golden crow and jade rabbit, representing the sun, moon, and sky clouds. Seeing this, even if Ke Mingye was uneducated, he could recognize it:
——This is one of the four magical weapons of "Nezha" in mythology: Hun Tian Ling.

"Oh my god, isn't this the blackened elementary school student in our Chinese mythology - Nezha?" Ke Mingye thought to himself, but he was not surprised. He thought of the corresponding character in the ruins before he stepped into the ruins.

He thought again: "Okay, okay... I was worried that I wouldn't be able to talk to an old man. Now, if it's Nezha, then I have a common topic - we can directly form an alliance of those who worry about their fathers. After we defeat the clock man and Comrade Blue Owl retires with honor, if I use a strange thing to bring Blue Owl's body to Blue Crow and cremate it in front of him, wouldn't that be a kind of 'returning the bones to my father'?"

In fact, Ke Mingye had already noticed something was wrong before entering the entrance.

The hole extends downwards instead of extending towards the tower body above - this shows that the real ruins of the gods are not the Eight Treasures Exquisite Tower, but under the strange lotus leaf that is pressed under the tower.

This eerie cave is located inside the lake, hidden by giant towers and lotus leaves.

And if we study it in detail according to this line of thought, then Nezha's god ruins is definitely the most special one among all the god ruins in the world - because this guy's god ruins are sealed by another god's magic weapon.

Besides, maybe this place is not the ruins of a god at all, but just a cage - after all, it is very likely that Nezha has been sealed under the Eight Treasures Linglong Pagoda for a long, long time ago, and even after ten thousand fucking centuries, he has still stayed in this cave in physical form.

Then, the people here are the real gods, not the residual souls of gods.

Ke Mingye didn't dare to act rashly, and just said, "It's not fun to be locked up in this tower. Seeing that you burned the tower like this and didn't leave, you must be very resentful."

The figure sitting deep in the cave did not respond upon hearing this, but just lowered his face slightly and stared at him coldly. The tip of the spear in his hand was on fire, illuminating his thin, pale cheeks and the red spot on his forehead.

At this moment, Ke Mingye finally saw the other person's true face.

The young man had two long buns on his head, tied up with red ribbons. The red ribbons were gently fluttered by the heat waves, swaying vaguely in the firelight of the gun tip. On the ground beside him stood a golden ring, with cloud and dragon patterns engraved on its surface;

In addition, there were two dark wheels lying at his feet, the outer edges of the wheels dotted with fiery red flowing wind lines, as if there was a circle of flickering flames attached to them.

"Say it again...get out," he whispered.

"I'll take you away from here." Ke Mingye said, "In return, you help me do something and give me some power to play with."

Nezha was silent for a moment: "You can't take me away."

"why?"

"That tower... you couldn't have missed it when you came in."

Hearing this, Ke Mingye nodded seriously: "I understand. With the tower, you are my father. Without the tower, you are just a guest."

Nezha frowned, not understanding what abstract words this person was talking about, and just remained silent.

"But there must be a way for me to take you away from the seal of the Eight Treasures Linglong Tower." Ke Mingye continued.

"how do you know?"

"intuition."

"There is indeed a way. I can seal myself in the path and leave it in you." Nezha was silent for a while, "But let me make it clear first... The path I give you is different from the paths given by other gods."

Ke Mingye raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "What's the difference?"

"Those gods have already left this world, only some of their power and consciousness remain here."

Nezha said this, looking up into his eyes, "And I... don't exist as a remnant soul, but was sealed here by that person's tower, so what I give you will naturally be different from what they give you."

"Can you explain it more clearly?"

"In other words, I will directly seal all of my soul, power, and physical body into the channel, so this unrestricted power is likely to..."

Nezha paused and lowered his voice, "You'll be stuffed to death."

It’s okay. I don’t care whether I die of overeating or not. I’ll be dead in a year anyway. How can I exterminate the superhumans without cheating?
Ke Mingye thought to himself, with the mentality of a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water.

He said, "So when the Myth Path reaches level 6 and the Myth Carrier is unlocked, can you come out and help me fight?"

"I don't quite understand what you mean," Nezha said with his eyes downcast, "but when the path reaches the sixth level, I will cultivate into a physical body again, and then I can... see the light of day again."

"make a deal."

Nezha was slightly stunned: "...Are you sure?"

"Sure, I'm not afraid of death. You've been waiting here for so long and no one has noticed you."

Ke Mingye paused, "But there is one thing I have to advise you first, just like the advice you gave me."

"what's up?"

"There are many people living in my brain. Strictly speaking, you are just one of the residents." Ke Mingye said, "If you are not afraid of noise, we can cooperate." He raised his head slightly and looked directly into Nezha's eyes.

Nezha stared into his empty eyes, concentrating slightly.

The next moment, his consciousness came to an empty classroom. The sun was setting in the west, and the sky was dyed with the afterglow, like red wine.

Nezha looked up and saw a gray figure with empty eyes behind the podium, leaning on the blackboard with one hand on his waist.

"Oh, look guys, who's here?" The weird thing asked, "He came in a very rude way. He didn't come in through the regular channels. He is a transfer student who bribed the principal."

"Little Red Riding Hood, who is this?" Kobe sat on Little Red Riding Hood's shoulders, like a black ball of fur.

"He is Nezha..." Little Red Riding Hood said softly, "a new resident of the orphanage."

"Oh, I understand... No wonder our Principal Ke gave him privileges." The strange thing said, and suddenly raised his fist to his mouth and coughed twice, then sang the theme song of "Nezha", "It's him, it's him, it's him~ Our friend little Nezha~ Young hero little Nezha--" Before he finished singing, suddenly a blazing white spider web came rushing towards him, and with a "pop!" it stuck to his mouth, and the world suddenly became quiet.

Following the origin of the spider web, the Spider Man rested his hands behind his head, leaning on the table behind him, and muttered, "This is terrible. He has been suppressed by the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li for so many years. Wouldn't he have gone from being a rebellious elementary school student to a black elementary school student?"

"I feel not as good as... Ke Yongzhu, an elementary school student." Little Red Riding Hood said in a low voice.

Blue Owl spread his hands and said, "Blackening is good, blackening is great, it fits the family style - do you know what 'Black Judge' and 'Black Wukong' are? Another Black Nezha, the main point is to keep the style consistent."

"Oh, then why aren't you a black owl?" Kobe asked.

"Blue owls are good, but black owls are not."

As the blue owl spoke, it pressed a button on the mask, and its beak retracted back and forth, looking quite spooky.

Nezha sat on the podium, bent one knee, put down the lance in his hand, stared at the figure sitting in the middle of the classroom, and asked word by word: "Who are they?"

"My friend." Ke Mingye said.

"Then who are they?" Nezha asked, tilting his head slightly and glancing at the two figures outside the classroom.

One of the figures was sitting on the windowsill, with his face slightly tilted to the side, a gloomy face, and scarlet eyes; the other figure was wearing a hospital gown, leaning against the wall of the corridor, reading a book with his eyes lowered.

"I don't know, maybe a stranger."

As he spoke, Ke Mingye looked up at Nezha. He asked, "So... after seeing my situation, should we still cooperate?"

August 8, at dusk, at the old Jingmai Railway Station.

After school, Ke Mingye immediately walked towards the train station, still wearing the school uniform of Huanjing No. 3 Middle School.

He stepped onto Platform 7 and asked, "What do you want from me?" Before the other party could answer, he yawned and added, "School has just started. I don't have evening self-study tonight, but I have to go home early. I suggest you deal with it quickly."

On the public bench, Fan Quan sat upright, leaning against the back of the chair, flipping through a Bible with his eyes downcast, and said casually, "I have an important piece of information to share with you, although it's only a matter of time before you know it."

"What information?"

Fanquan adjusted the glasses on his nose and said slowly: "After I got the path in the afternoon, the item page of the mall was refreshed at dusk, and a one-time consumable item that speeds up the advancement speed appeared." He paused: "So now I am sure that the system can indeed speed up the advancement speed of the divine path. In this way, theoretically speaking, both of our paths have the opportunity to reach the sixth level within a year - if we can really reach the sixth level, it will undoubtedly be a huge improvement for us: then we can enter the myth carrier stage like Zeus, and maybe it can directly provide us with S-level combat power."

"Oh, you look so awesome."

Ke Mingye answered perfunctorily, thinking that since the mall could produce corresponding disposable consumables, completing the main family quest related to "Black Goku" might also speed up the advancement of "Nezha", the divine path.

He thought for a moment, and then said, "But our mythological carrier may not be as powerful as his carrier - after all, his channel character is the god king in Greek mythology, and mine is... a blackened elementary school student who looks a little like a sissy."

At this point, Ke Mingye became angrier and angrier: "Fuck you, why is your path Anubis?"

"It doesn't matter. After all, the Mythology Path only obtains a portion of the power of the gods, and there is a balance between the paths, so the difference in power between the holders is not too great." Fanquan said, "At least from my observation, from the existing gods in the world, the combat power of each god in each stage is basically the same. In other words, as long as other gods reach the sixth level, they are likely to reach the S-level combat power like Zeus."

"Is it true?" Ke Mingye sighed. "Come on, can you imagine the scene of Nezha beating up Zeus? Not to mention the T0 characters in Chinese mythology such as Pangu, Hongjun Laozu, Hunkun Laozu, Nuwa Niangniang, Fuxi, Shennong, and Suiren, there are also Yuanshi Tianzun, Taishang Laojun, Tongtian Jiaozhu, Bodhi Patriarch, Dipankara Buddha, Tathagata Buddha, Maitreya Buddha, Wutian Buddha, and then there are Huangdi, Yandi, Chiyou, Xingtian, Fire God Zhurong, Water God Gonggong, and the Twelve Golden Immortals."

He paused and said, "Lastly it was our Erlang Shen, Sun Wukong, and Lei Zhenzi's turn, and I guess Nezha might not be able to defeat them. Hey... where does Nezha rank in Chinese mythology, and where does Zeus rank in Greek mythology? Are they comparable?"

"You got the premise wrong. This is a mythological path, not a battle between mythological characters. Do you understand?" Anti-Dog began to deceive. "The mythological path has a limitation. We must consider how much divine power the human body can bear. Therefore, it is impossible to inherit all the power of the gods. Otherwise, how do you explain that basically every god-communicator in history will be corrupted by divinity in the end, tending to madness, and can only maintain sanity for a short time by devouring their own kind?"

He paused and said, "Based on this limitation, as long as they practice to the right level, the strength of all the divine masters will not be too bad, and they will not be left too far behind by Zeus."

Hearing this, Ke Mingye smirked and said, "Your tone sounds like a European guy who got a six-star card in a pay-to-win mobile game comforting a non-European guy who got a four-star card, saying, 'It's okay, the strength of the cards is not much different, our designers will adjust the balance.'"

When Anti-Dog heard this, he felt that continuing to fool Spider-Man was indeed an insult to his intelligence, so he pushed up his glasses, changed his offensive, and started to speak abstractly.

He said: "Zeus, Out; Nezha, Win."

"Haha, assuming Zeus crashes, then what about your Anubis? I have the worst luck in drawing cards, right?"

"Anubis? Nezha killed him with one shot."

"Prison dog, I feel like you're losing your mind."

Although he said this, Ke Mingye actually knew in his heart how much potential Nezha's path to becoming a god had - and it wasn't just Nezha's one-sided opinion in the cave, he himself could clearly feel that his mythological path was different from other paths.

Even in the process of obtaining the way to the gods, the system popped up a prompt box to tell him - [Warning: The danger level and probability of losing control of the mythological path you have obtained are much higher than other paths].

Of course, this is normal.

After all... Nezha entered his pathway in physical form, and not like other gods, who just sealed part of their consciousness, power, and magical instruments they had used in the pathway and passed them on to their descendants with destiny.

So, suppose Zeus' original strength is 100 points; Nezha's strength is 10 points.

Zeus left 5 points of strength to "Ferlando Gomes" through the channel, and Nezha left 10 points of strength to Ke Mingye without reservation. There is indeed a fighting power between the two.

"Forget it, let's not talk about the strength of the path. If you don't practice to the later form, it's just empty talk." After saying that, Fanquan changed the subject and said, "The next thing is the second thing. Do you know Anubis?"

"I checked Baidu and found out that it's the god of death and rebirth, who controls many doors."

"Yes, based on my research for an afternoon, I found that the first-generation holder of the Anubis Path left behind several 'doors'. In his settings, every time I upgrade a level of the path, I can obtain a 'door' - and this door can be used to summon theosophists from all over the world."

Ke Mingye understood immediately: "In other words, we can use the 'door' he left behind to hold a gathering of theologians?"

"That's right." Fanquan nodded, "I have a door in my hand now, and this is the only door that can be used. What do you think?"

"Use it. See if you can summon Zeus to kill us. That way, we don't have to worry about exterminating the superhuman race, once and for all."

"Yes, in this way, we can hand over the great task of exterminating superhumans to our paranoid master." Fanquan pushed his glasses and said seriously, "If it is Paranoid Master, he will definitely be able to do it."

"If it's the paranoid adult, he will win." Ke Mingye nodded.

"Seriously, don't you have any insurance measures when you call people here? What if a strong man comes and eats us, just like Zeus ate other gods."

Fanquan said: "Don't worry, as long as it is in the 'space inside the door', I will be sure of it."

"Anyway, I'm a puppet. You will be responsible if anything happens." Ke Mingye tilted his head, looking indifferent.

"Let's go then."

As soon as he finished speaking, an ancient bronze door appeared in front of the two of them.

Amidst a loud rumbling sound, the door frame slowly opened and two people stepped in.

Looking up, there is an ancient stone tower and a dusty conference room. In the center stands a wide stone round table, the blue marble surface is as smooth as a mirror, and the edges are carved with exquisite patterns and runes.

Twelve high-backed stone chairs were placed around the round table, with the backrests engraved with some kind of strange beast pattern. On the walls hung ancient murals and inlaid copper torches, with orange flames swaying and emitting a gloomy light.

"Inside the door is an independent space, created by the first generation holder of the Anubis Path, used to convene meetings of theosophists from all over the world."

As he said that, Fanquan put on an Ultraman Tiga mask on his face, then handed the Ultraman Zero mask to Ke Mingye, and took out a set of "permanent cleaner's clothes" from his bag and asked him to change into it - the school uniform of Huanjing No. 3 Middle School was too conspicuous.

Ke Mingye changed into a cleaner's uniform, but did not take the Zero mask. "I like Tiga better." As he said that, he shot out a spider web to stick to the mask of the anti-dog, pulled it over and put it on his face, while returning the Zero mask in his hand to the anti-dog.

Anti-Dog didn't take it seriously and just put on another Ultraman mask silently.

Then the two of them sat at the ancient conference table in silence, with only the flickering light and crackling sounds of the torches on the wall.

"I'm not a human, I'm trapped?"

Ke Mingye sat upright like a primary school student, yawned, and tilted his head to look at him.

"This is my first time using this ability, and I'm not proficient enough yet." Anti-Dog sighed, "I'll say it again, the spiritualists summoned by the door are random. If we encounter a tough guy, we just run away."

"Okay."

The two reached a consensus, and then a bronze door with a faint glow suddenly opened in the dark and old conference room. However, as the door slowly opened to the outside, there was no response from behind the door.

They looked at each other.

"What's going on, prison dog?" Ke Mingye asked.

"He may not want to come. This thing is not mandatory. It just opens a portal for him. He can only come if he wants to." Fanquan said.

"Is it so low?"

"If the global teleportation capability is also mandatory, then we can even bring Zeus in for a group fight," Anti-Dog said.

"Makes sense."

As the two were talking, Fan Quan was about to close the door when suddenly a hesitant and confused sound of footsteps slowly came from behind the door.

Hearing the sound, the two of them concentrated and held their breath, quietly waiting for the figure to appear from the door.

Soon, a figure stepped into the conference room.

The man was wearing a monkey mask, a silver and black metallic robe, and a dark gold stick behind his shoulder. At this moment, the pair of pupils burning with red gold flames behind the mask were reflecting the faces of the two people.

[Codename: The Divine One - Black Goku. ]

[Danger rating: A]

Behind the mask, Ke Mingye's expression fell slightly.

The anti-dog was silent.

He and Ke Mingye looked at each other again, and then they both silently opened the chat panel.

[Failed Man: Not a buddy——? ]

【Anti-dog: Purely coincidental. 】

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