Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

Perhaps because Murphy absorbed the divine power of Cornunnos, during the process of going back in time, he saw the long life of this god.

He saw Cornunnos regrouping in the mountains and forests, giving up his original name as a god, gathering his faith with the priesthood of being in charge of forests, animals and plants, and taking root in the British Isles.

Then he went back hundreds of years and saw several angels descending from the sky on Paxi Island, besieging the god Pan, beheading him, skinning and removing his bones, and using his body to make various magical instruments and place them in churches everywhere for worship. , even its divine power was taken away by an angel and became the opponent's nourishment.

And when time continued to go back, Murphy discovered that Pan was not a native Greek god, but came from an older Egypt. At that time, his name was Knum, but later, he was conquered by Thebes. Amun killed him and robbed his priesthood and divinity, and his god name Khnum was also replaced by another god.

It is indeed so ancient that after looking back hundreds of years, the long river of time that belongs to it has only gone backwards for a short period.

The magic power for backtracking was still there, but the time turner was the first to fail.

Just like the first time when the ultra-long-term backtracking was carried out, the time converter also began to melt during the rapid operation. This time, Murphy had already experienced it. He reached out and held the melted time converter. The golden solution seeped into the palm of the hand, and the feeling of touching the essence of time appeared again, and this time the feeling was clearer than before.

He seemed to see a line running through time and space. Countless substances came together and died, but only the core information remained unchanged. At this moment, the magic power was like a hook, hooked in that core information, along that line of time and space. The line goes back up.

But this kind of retracement is too slow, and the burning of magic power cannot support the retrieval to the end of the timeline.

Murphy closed his eyes and recalled the string of time he felt when he was going back in time. It was different from the timeline of Cornunnos that Murphy saw at the moment. It was not composed of a single time. , but more like a time axis of the world.

It does not differ based on the observation of the observer, but is a completely objective information entity composed of established reality.

Murphy's will followed the flow of time back, and gradually touched the string of time again. Inexplicably, he felt a kind of fit, as if this string of time was waiting for his touch.

Unable to figure out where this fit came from, Murphy stretched out his right hand, and for an infinite amount of time, gently plucked the strings again.

As if a projectile was ejected from a rubber band, Murphy suddenly felt a strong wave. In the blink of an eye, thousands of years passed by. He took a deep breath suddenly, as if water broke out, and opened his eyes again. When he opened his eyes, he had already arrived in the present world.

In the distance are a forest of stone monuments, and countless slaves wearing only rags around their waists are carrying huge stones with rolling logs, ropes and pry bars.

They transported the stones from distant mountains, cut them into flat slates, and then polished them into smooth stone tablets. After carving them, they stood in the valley in front of Murphy.

Several shamans with disheveled hair, holding leather drums and bone staffs, sat around the stone tablets, lit several bonfires, and danced as if they were crazy.

Murphy could tell at a glance that the shamans were all wizards, and they were more or less magical, while the slaves who were driven were all Muggles.

He arrived in front of the valley, and then he was shocked to find that those stone tablets were also exuding the brilliance of magic power.

Not only that, but unlike the stable fluctuations of magic power on ordinary magic artifacts, the magic power in these stone tablets is very similar to the magic power on wizards. It is flowing dynamically, and like breathing and heartbeat, there is some kind of law.

These stone tablets are actually alive.

In other words, they are gestating some kind of living creature under the influence of magic power.

Murphy came among the shamans. His strange and luxurious clothes and exquisite and handsome face immediately attracted everyone's attention. The shamans stopped dancing and looked at him with a little fear and confusion.

An old man with only some sparse white hair left on his head suddenly opened his cloudy eyes and looked at Murphy, "\u0026 # ? # ￥%?"

His language is too ancient for Murphy to understand, but he has magic.

He raised his right hand, manifesting a spiritual seed, and modulated it into a mode that could automatically send spiritual images. He threw the seed shining with azure light and let it float in front of the old man.

"\u0026% # ￥￥%?" The old man was confused about Murphy's intentions and did not dare to touch the seed.

Murphy couldn't wait any longer and issued an order with his magical voice: "Accept it!"

The sound exploded in the ears of the shamans like thunder. Although the old shaman also could not understand the language used by Murphy, he was still driven by the magic contained in the sound. He involuntarily stepped forward and reached out to touch. That seed.

In an instant, he felt that he was connected to another will that was as grand as the sky and the universe, and as blazing as the sun and thunder.

He couldn't help but knelt down, murmuring and begging.

But this time Murphy understood what he meant.

"Ancestral spirit, great thing, what do you want?"

"What are you doing here?" Murphy asked.

"Sacrifice, pray to the ancestors and guardian spirits, and ask for their blessing and help." The old shaman said respectfully, "Great being, which tribe's guardian spirit are you?"

"Why do you think I am the spirit of the ancestors?" Murphy asked.

"Your magic power is huge, and your spirit is as vast as the sky and sea. I have only felt this kind of induction during communication with the ancestors' spirits, but you are more powerful than all guardian spirits. Your tribe must be extremely powerful. .”

"What is the relationship between the ancestor spirits and the tribe?"

"After the death of the elders and brave men of the tribe, they will become the guardian spirits of the tribe. The guardian spirits will give strength to the warriors of the tribe, grant shaman magic, increase food production, keep away evil diseases, and allow the tribe to win in battles. . And the tribe sacrifices their ancestors so that they can share the fruits of victory with the tribe."

"Are the spirits of the ancestors in these stone tablets?"

"Yes." The old shaman said, "It is difficult for spirits to appear in the human world. I have never seen a spirit with such huge power like you before. Therefore, we carved portraits for the spirits, and these stone tablets are the bodies they temporarily inhabit. "

Murphy came to those stone tablets and got closer. He found that those stone tablets did indeed depict some crude images, but they were not people, but various animals, including deer, bears, eagles, cattle and sheep. wait.

This is a round stone formation similar to Göbekli Tepe.

Although they are just pictures carved on stones, upon closer inspection, those animals seem to be leaping and full of vitality, and the magic power contained in them is even far greater than that of the shamans.

"Faith." Murphy said suddenly.

So that’s it, this is the original faith, the original god.

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his hand, and suddenly black clouds gathered in the sky, strong winds blew up, and then thunderbolts as thick as buckets fell down, hitting the stone tablets. There was lightning and thunder for a while, and stone fragments flew away.

If these were the original gods, what would happen if they were destroyed before they were even born?