Chapter 454 Son of God

Walking out of the time tunnel again, Murphy had a moment of emotion.

This was the nth time he had traveled through time, so much so that he had begun to get used to this extraordinary thing.

He was becoming more and more familiar with time travel, and had gradually grasped some things. The line of time was getting closer and closer to reality in his perception. Perhaps, it was not far from being able to travel through time without relying on a time converter.

Perhaps because time travel utilized some of the characteristics of the spiritual world, his spatial position would change every time he traveled through time. At this moment, he appeared again on a coast. Although there were no road signs, Murphy still recognized the unique chalk geology as the White Cliffs of Dover in southeast England.

The warm and gentle sunshine sprinkled on his face, making him feel the long-lost comfort after staying in the snow-covered haze forest in Norway for a long time.

In order to promote the "Ragnarok" experiment, he transformed into Loki. Although he had a lot of trump cards to ensure his own safety, he had to act with a group of gods who changed their vests. Even though he often used time jumps to avoid being too much probed, he still felt very tired.

But compared to the gains, these efforts were worth it.

First of all, the Ragnarok experiment was a complete success. He had some experience in how to guide a large "ritual" based on "stories" and "legends".

He had mastered some laws of faith and learned to control the gods by weaving "stories". This was a natural defect in the belief system of the gods. Even if the gods were aware of this defect, they could not do anything about it.

This would prepare for his next real layout.

Secondly, he collected enough divine power in "Ragnarok".

More than a hundred years before Ragnarok, he thought of a way to solve the problem of the disaster of the gods during his conspiracy with Apollo and Hades.

That is, to imprison and restrict the gods through the divine power of the gods themselves.

The versatility of divine power is too strong. Restricting gods through external means, such as the prison cage he had used in the future war with gods, will be gradually disintegrated by gods due to various tiny loopholes or defects.

Only the interlocking cage built with their own power can control them for a long time.

After more than a hundred years of revision, he has determined the specific plan. One of the most important prerequisites is to collect enough divine power to serve as the initial start-up capital.

Murphy looked to the distant east and took out a golden ring and put it on his right hand.

In an instant, he felt that at the bottom of the Rhine River thousands of kilometers away, a ball of metal containing infinite power was sleeping in the mud at the bottom of the river.

And as long as he wanted, he could control the ball of gold at any time through the ring in his hand, reshape them, and exert enough power to destroy a divine domain.

Yes, there are two Nibelung rings.

All of them are made of magic gold. One can absorb and automatically transform divine power, and even accommodate divine duties by virtue of the self-evolution of magic metal, thus bringing huge power increase to its user.

But it is just a terminal.

The real control of the Nibelung Ring is always in the ring that Murphy wears.

However, collecting divine power is not the whole purpose of Murphy creating the Nibelung Ring.

His other purpose is to bless and confirm the existence of Rhine Gold through the ritual of Ragnarok.

He implanted the concept of Rhine Gold into the legend, making it the core of the ritual of Ragnarok, which led to this object, which was originally just ordinary magic gold, being transformed into a mythical material that can truly influence the world through the lies made up by Murphy.

The ball of gold that is now sleeping in the mud at the bottom of the river is already the most powerful carrier of magic in this world.

It will become the core material of the cage of the gods.

Murphy felt the surging magic power coming from a very far distance, and quietly suppressed the idea of ​​taking out the gold now.

It's not time yet, there are still some preparations to be done.

Thinking of this, he reluctantly took off the ring and teleported to a cliff.

In his memory, this should be the location of Camelot City he had been to, but at this moment, there was no steep castle standing here, but a camp was spread out on the hillside, with countless tents in a row, and a fence made of wooden stakes on the periphery, which looked like a military camp.

As soon as Murphy appeared, he attracted the attention of many people. Several people dressed as soldiers hesitated, but finally did not dare to surround him.

Murphy looked around and found that there were many alien creatures in this military camp. At a glance, he saw several non-human intelligent species including goblins, centaurs, and sheepmen.

What made him feel even more strange was the proportion of wizards here.

In his magic vision, more than half of the humans in the camp were flowing with the brilliance of magic, not only those who looked like wizards, but even the blacksmiths who were forging iron and the women squatting by the stream to wash clothes were wizards.

This was actually a gathering place for wizards.

As he was looking around, a man who looked like an officer came up and reached out to grab Murphy's shoulder, but the latter dodged by leaning to the side.

"Wizard! Who are you? What are you doing here? Go back to your post!"

Murphy looked at the other party inexplicably, "My position?"

The officer became wary and looked at Murphy, "Who are you? Why have I never seen you before?"

As he spoke, he drew out a sword, and what surprised Murphy was that the sword turned out to be a magical metal creation. He pointed the tip of the sword at Murphy, and the soldiers behind him also drew their weapons. , as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Show your identity!" the officer shouted, "or I will treat you as a spy!"

Murphy hesitated. The force of these people could not hurt him at all, and it was easy to defeat them. However, Murphy was somewhat interested in this camp and did not want to stand in a hostile position.

However, his hesitation was taken by the other party as proof that he had no legal identity. The officer shouted, "Catch him!"

After saying that, he came up and prepared to capture Murphy.

It seemed that a conflict was inevitable, and the military camp seemed to be in a very tense state.

Murphy was naturally unlikely to let the opponent attack. He was about to hide away from the battlefield, but at this moment, a lame man in tattered robes rushed up and protected Murphy behind him, "Stop, stop! He is Our companions are the subordinates of God Son of Merlin!”

The officer's sword almost hit the man, but he finally stopped, looked at the man, and shouted: "Merdine Wilt, do you dare to vouch for this man?!"

"Yes, this is the new wizard brother who has joined us. I invite him to serve Lord Merlin."

The officer left with suspicion on his face. Merdin watched the other party go away, pulled Murphy aside and said: "No matter what rumors you heard before you came here, they are all false. Before Merlin finds out, hurry up and Please leave, this is not a refuge for wizards, and Merlin is not the savior of wizards. He is a warlord just like those Christians who hunt us, he is just..."

However, his words came to an abrupt end as a large hand made of branches and vines grabbed Merdin's neck from behind and lifted him up.

A young wizard wearing a feather-woven robe stepped out of the crowd.

"Merdine Wilt, I warned you, I will kill you if I hear you say bad things about me behind my back again."

"You've already lost a leg over this."

"But unfortunately, it seems you haven't learned your lesson."