Mystery Makes Me Strong

"The god of light is dead, but darkness lives forever."

The cathedral was empty.

The man in the black cloak was talking to the Pope.

No one here knows who the man in the black cloak is, but he's everywhere.

"You can still use the power of darkness?" the pope asked doubtfully.

"Yes, the light is only temporary, the sun will go out, and the stars will explode, but the darkness is eternal." The man in the black cloak laughed.

The Pope was silent.

The God of Light is gone, and the divine power of Light is also decreasing day by day.

Huge consumption every day, but no growth.

Although he still maintains the dignity and decency of the church by relying on his previous divine power savings, his heart has long been riddled with holes and lost his support.

The spiritual strength of the aloof Pope at this time is not as strong as that of a tramp.

"I don't believe it, unless you can prove to me that the power of darkness can grow." He stared into the eyes of the man in the black cloak.

"It's so difficult, as long as you pray to the darkness, it will give you feedback."

The Pope was thoughtful, then bowed his head, and prayed to the shadow in the corner of the cathedral.

Started, nothing happened.

After an unknown amount of time, his skin began to bulge, and black lines appeared on his body, first in the most secret armpits, then on his chest, and finally on his cheeks.

"Ah! I don't want to be so ugly!" cried the Pope.

The black faded away, hidden in the muscles, under the skin, in the blood vessels...

"Did you feel it? That power is stronger than light and longer lasting than light. As long as there is darkness, it will continue to flow." The man in the black cloak smiled.

The Pope nodded, then shook his head again: "It's too ugly."

"When everyone is like this, the ugliest is also the most beautiful." The man in the black cloak hinted.

"Okay, can you tell me, who are you?" The Pope felt the dark power in his body again, and asked.

"I don't have a name, I'm just an agent of darkness." The man in the black cloak said as he burrowed into the shadows under his feet and disappeared.

Really fucking pretending, the Pope pressed his chest and cursed secretly.

What should I do next?

By the way, the god is gone, let me become a god myself.

The Pope began to hold new sacrifices and claimed to have received a new oracle: God is like a parent. In order to let the world grow up, he has chosen to sleep. Before falling asleep, he transforms all power into quiet power, and gives it to people to dig and use by themselves. .

Darkness, as soon as you hear it, it is associated with evil, and it is changed to the power of tranquility, and the name sounds much better.

People couldn't wait to buy into the pope's ideas.

The power of light is lost, replaced by the power of darkness, no, the power of tranquility.

The only problem is that the power of tranquility not only cannot bring about the tranquility of the mind, but will instead bring restlessness to the body.

Some people have begun to discover that once you get started, you will mutate, and the more proficient you are, the greater the mutation in your body.

Until it becomes completely inhuman.

Fortunately, there are always smart people. Under the strong demand, a priest invented the technique of transfiguration, or camouflage.

It allows people to continue living in human form.

Although everyone knows this is fake, it doesn't matter, as long as it looks real, sounds real, and tastes real, then it's real.

The power of darkness is getting stronger and stronger.

People began to dig out its various uses to replace the previous power of light.

In the end, it was found that more of its usage is to transform people themselves, and the power of light in the past was more used to create tools and substances.

One for internal and one for external.

Someone discovered the power of darkness, which can prolong life.

This was discovered by some old people and sick people. They changed themselves into another form, and the disease disappeared naturally, and aging also disappeared.

This is very normal. If a person's disease is replaced by another biological form, there is a high possibility that it will be cured without medicine.

This made everyone go crazy.

The newly emerging bionics suddenly became the hottest science.

"Which life form has the longest lifespan?"

"It must be a plant."

"But what's the point of being a plant? You can't eat or drink."

"Then become an elephant. An elephant can live for 80 years."

"Joke, people can live for a hundred years. If you want me to say, it must be a whale. I heard that a whale can live for 200 years."

"Do you soak in water every day? It's not good at all."

"Let me tell you, Hydra is a kind of immortal life. We have observed it in the laboratory, and it has not shown any signs of aging. We have raised more than a dozen in the laboratory, and it has been more than 30 years now." Someone exploded. Shocking news.

Immortal Hydra?

Everyone was immediately interested in Hydra.

After carefully checking its picture, I felt dismissive again.

It turns out that its structure is too simple, with only a soft tubular body and five tentacles in front of its head.

It is a low-level small invertebrate.

There are many people who dismiss it, but some old people are not among them.

Among them is the Pope, who gathered many people and began to use the power of darkness to evolve into Hydra.

The power of darkness is really strong, and it has achieved results after only half a year.

An old man who was about to die of old age successfully turned his body into a hydra and lived in water.

After confirming again and again, the Pope finally chose to convert.

After all, he is already in his 80s, and his days are numbered.

It used to be maintained by the divine power of light, but now it is gone. We must hurry up to solve this problem.

…………

Wen Rensheng saw the choice of this industrial civilization. The people here are very adaptable, and quickly adapted to the days without light.

This is human beings. As long as the base is large enough, there will always be people who want to survive.

Use various means to survive.

Well, it's time to give them some bigger assignments.

He opened the portal again.

I believe that Pope will thank him.

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Winter in Lister, this year's winter is particularly cold.

Old Huo De is a corpse collector. He has collected more than one hundred corpses this winter, which is several times that of previous years.

"so cold!"

"Did a lot of homeless people freeze to death again today?"

"Well, since the god of light fell asleep, he didn't restrain those factory owners. They didn't even pay the workers enough to buy coal."

"Aren't they afraid of worker riots? Darkness, no, the power of tranquility can be seen everywhere."

"Don't be afraid, they have developed a more advanced method of using the power of tranquility. Ordinary workers can only master low-level power. They have funds and manpower, and can master intermediate and advanced levels. A master of high-level tranquility can suppress A thousand people, ten thousand people."

"This tossing and tossing, didn't you go back again?"

"Hey, how should we live our days? Don't we sufferers have a day to turn around?"

"There is a way. The daughter of the neighbor's family will become a pine tree, and she will no longer have to worry about the cold or hunger."

"is that so?"

Old Huo De listened to the chatter of the crowd on the street, and slowly pulled the two corpses away. Wherever he passed, everyone covered their noses and avoided them, as if seeing some plague.