Chapter 029: Kill

Before the transmigration, Holt had been driven to the brink of despair and severely injured.

So now, his most urgent need was to restore his strength.

What was more, the place Holt first entered the human world was none other than the interior of Thutmose III's coffin in the Cairo Museum in Egypt.

To recover his strength as quickly as possible, he rose from the coffin, killed everyone in the Cairo Museum, devoured their souls, and restored part of his power.

That was the beginning of the first incident.

It was not Pharaoh Thutmose III who rose from the dead and killed everyone.

Rather, it was Holt who killed these people to restore his strength.

It was only because Holt emerged from Thutmose III's coffin that people assumed Thutmose III was the killer.

Moreover, Holt was quite cunning. After devouring the souls of these people and acquiring their memories, he immediately understood one thing.

This world was not to be trifled with either.

Although this world had no supernatural powers and every human was as weak as an ant, there was one thing: these humans possessed formidable intelligence and something that even he dreaded...

nuclear weapons.

Thus, to avoid exposure, Holt pretended to be Thutmose III for a while.

This confirmed the news that Thutmose III had risen and killed people.

Thereby concealing Holt's existence.

Afterward, Holt thoroughly investigated the power of nuclear weapons and fully understood their might. If he caused too much trouble in the human world, a nuclear bomb might explode right over his head.

Even at his peak, Holt could not escape death from a nuclear explosion.

So Holt changed his approach.

After much deliberation, he decided to create a false deity, descend into this world as a god, and then rule it in that guise.

Because Holt was proficient in death magic, he modeled a false Hades after the real Hades and created the God of the Underworld, Hades.

Then he traveled around the world, creating various incidents while secretly gathering followers and using magic to grant them certain abilities.

But these abilities, though seemingly powerful, had a drawback.

Since these people had no magical power, using these abilities consumed their life force.

The more frequently they used these abilities, the closer they came to death.

But did Holt care? Of course not. This world had too many humans; the lives of a few followers meant nothing. After all, he was not a real god, so he had no need to pity these foolish humans.

What was even more interesting was that when these followers died, their souls would be devoured by Holt, strengthening his power without any waste.

At first, the souls of humans who died from these incidents became Holt's nourishment, gradually restoring his strength.

And as Holt recovered step by step, he gained more power to cause trouble around the world.

At the same time, he spread the incantations for summoning demons through various means.

His purpose in doing so was to put pressure on humanity.

Because Holt knew very well that without light, there is no darkness; without demons, how could there be gods?

Only when demons appeared would humans believe in gods. If handled well, his counterfeit deity might one day truly rule this world.

After reading Holt's memories, Wang Bo couldn't help but marvel.

This guy was indeed a lord of hell; his plans were interlocking. If he had come a few years later, this guy might have actually established a vast religious order.

Even if he couldn't rule the world, he could become a major religion with tens of millions, even hundreds of millions, of followers.

Don't think that modern people don't believe in gods.

Although in today's technologically advanced age, non-believers are increasing, Christianity remains one of the world's three major religions, claiming two billion followers.

If Holt truly succeeded, establishing a religion comparable to Christianity would not be a problem.

After all, he was a demon proficient in magic; using magic to create miracles was not difficult.

More importantly, Holt was skilled in death magic and had a thorough understanding of souls. Not to mention swapping souls, even transferring life force was no issue.

Holt could transfer the life force of some people to the dying and save them.

And as his strength increased, Holt could even use death magic to eliminate various viruses, including cancer, AIDS, and so on.

Yes, magic was such an unreasonable thing.

What science could not fathom, magic could easily achieve.

Once such miracles were displayed, Holt would surely become a true god in people's hearts. He could even control the leaders of various countries, and perhaps one day truly rule the Earth.

Wang Bo had to admit that Holt's plan was really good.

If not for his own appearance or interference, Holt would have been a winner in life, a protagonist.

From an initial overlord, framed and fallen to a low point, then turning the tide and returning to the peak—wasn't this the typical xuanhuan protagonist's path?

Without him, Holt would definitely be the protagonist.

But unfortunately, he appeared, found Holt, and easily interrupted the other's rise.

So at this moment, how frustrated and desperate must Holt be?

Wang Bo could deeply empathize.

He could imagine how much hatred Holt held for him.

But even so, Wang Bo had no intention of forgiving Holt, because he knew too many people had died because of Holt.

Since arriving in this world, Holt had devoured at least ten thousand lives.

This was not something that could be forgiven with a word.

At least Wang Bo was not so generous, so he directly stepped on Holt's head and crushed it.

A demon's vitality was beyond imagination. Even with his head crushed, Holt did not die completely. When Wang Bo moved his leg away, Holt's shattered head twitched and began to reassemble.

Wang Bo naturally wouldn't give this guy a chance. He extended a finger and shot out dozens of Nine Yang Sword Qis, slicing Holt's body to pieces.

Thus, Holt finally died at Wang Bo's hands. Wang Bo also lost a chance to draw a prize... which was, of course, impossible.