King: Start with tauren plowing

Chapter 87

Noxian camp.

Ciel sat cross-legged on the sheepskin blanket, practicing breathing techniques, and the staff beside him emitted a soft white light.

The black vindictive energy in his body is circulating along the blood and gathering at the heart. With this speed of cultivation, Charles feels that he is expected to condense the seeds of life within two or three years, and his life span can be increased by several decades.

Belief is so miraculous, almost a perfect energy source, but does it have no so-called pollution?Any use of energy has what is called pollution, because some energy cannot be used.

So what about the energy of belief? Can it be fully utilized by human beings?

What exactly is faith?
Charles couldn't help thinking, the faith came from the tauren, and he used his staff to collect it during the sacrifice.Is the faith only possessed by the tauren who believe in the beast god, or does it mean that all the tauren have this energy, but faith is only one of the forms of expression.

Can all races and all beings in this world provide faith value?

Charles didn't know, but he knew that faith was indeed a very useful energy.For example, he practiced with the help of the solidified belief value, and the speed was several times faster than before.

Charles stood up, arousing the battle energy in his body, and the black battle energy covered Charles' body like a tide, as if his whole body was covered with a layer of black armor.However, this state can't last for long. With Shire's current strength, he can hold on for more than ten minutes. If he is fighting with others, the time is even shorter, probably only a few minutes.

Suddenly a murmur sounded: "Save...save...Him...the great... Beast God...."

This auditory hallucination has always existed since Shire held the sacrifice. Charle thought it would disappear with time, but he didn't expect it to intensify now, especially when he ran out of faith.

However, Charles is used to this kind of whispering. According to the usual situation, this kind of whispering will disappear after a few minutes at most, so Charles walked to the long wooden table, ready to enjoy today's breakfast, a bowl of goat milk, two Roast leg of lamb, a bowl of broth, and some plain wheat bread.

But this kind of whispering sound became louder and louder, and gradually turned into a noisy harsh sound, like a dull saw cutting hard wood back and forth, this harsh sound pierced into Charles' heart like real damage.

Charles has always adhered to an attitude that if he has the opportunity to do it, he will do whatever he can while sticking to the bottom line, and if he has no chance to do it, he should remain optimistic.But today, for some reason, Charles suddenly became irritable.But that small voice seemed to be deliberately against him, and it kept ringing continuously.

"Go away." Charles suddenly slammed his fist heavily on the long wooden table in front of him, the wooden table shattered with a "bang", and all the food on the table fell on the ground, "What kind of bullshit beast god, If you have the ability, get out."

An illusory black shadow suddenly appeared in front of Charles, and whispered: "Save him, you will become the chosen one of the great beast god."

This murmur seemed to come from Charles's mind, like a thunderbolt exploding in his mind, followed by severe pain, as if his head had been blown by a needle.

Charles rubbed his temples with both hands, and hit the ground with his forehead "bang bang bang". The severe physical pain slightly weakened the mental confusion.

The illusory black shadow approached Shire and murmured: "Becoming the chosen one of the beast god, you will gain supreme glory, beauty, status, fame, everything you will easily obtain."

"Then...shit...beast god...go..." Charles endured the severe pain and said intermittently.

"What, what are you talking about?" The black shadow moved closer to Charles.

"I said, can your so-called bullshit beast god die and die?" Charles grabbed the sharp sword and stabbed it suddenly, the sharp point of the sword pierced the shadow in an instant.

Finally, the black shadow dissipated before his eyes, Charles wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and said to the guard at the door: "Change to a new long wooden table.

There were two guards standing outside Charles' tent, one on the left and one on the right. The one on the left was fatter and the one on the right was thinner. Hearing Charles' order, the two guards came in with a new wooden table, the thin one in front and the fat one in front. is behind.

The two guards quickly tidied up the broken wooden table, picked up the overturned food, and carried them out together.

Walking out of the tent, the fat man swallowed and said, "Look at this roast leg of lamb, wouldn't it be a pity to throw it away?"

After the fat guard finished speaking, his fat hand was already stretched towards the leg of lamb.

"It's really a pity." The skinny guard picked up another leg of lamb and began to bite, completely ignoring the large soil stains on it.

Just as the two were devouring the food, a voice suddenly rang in their ears.

"Is the leg of lamb delicious?"

"Uh...Master Abdekader, hello." The two guards replied in embarrassment.

Cold Winter Fortress is full of people who have suffered from hunger and know the value of food. Abdekad just joked with them, without any intention of being held accountable, and then walked into Shire's tent.

"Lord Baron, I have some good news for you." Abdekad secretly glanced at the goat milk, broth, and bread crumbs spilled on the ground, and couldn't help thinking of Butler Mark's instructions in his heart. A woman is needed, and Noxus needs a next generation of heirs.

Ciel rubbed his temples and asked, "Oh, Abdelkader, what's the good news."

Abdekad didn't answer, but instead said, "Lord Baron, are you in good health? Why don't you go to the Church of Light and find a priest from the Church of Light to show you."

"It's a good idea to use the human god of light to deal with the beast god. Unfortunately, the northern border of the Kingdom of Sisinoa is not the territory of the Church of Light. There are very few churches of light. Only Earl Tulip's Flower City has them. In the south where the power of the church can radiate, almost every barony has a church of light." Charles continued to think, "Is there really a so-called god in this world? Is it the kind of omniscient and omniscient that he understands? Can't exist, or is the god just another powerful creature.

Extending along this line of thought, Charles quickly thought of himself from the question of the gods, who is he, and why did he time travel, but unfortunately no one can give him the answer, even if someone jumped out to tell him the so-called answer, Charles There is a high probability that he will not believe it. His own answer can only be found by his own exploration and practice.

Soon, Charles gave up these endless thoughts, and the most important thing now is how to make Noxus stronger. The question of who I am is not a question he is worthy of answering now, it is too empty.

So Charles said: "Abudekad, my body is fine, but I have some minor problems before, and I have a headache when the wind blows. I used to have nothing to do in the Winter Fortress. The wind is a bit noisy, and it will be fine in a few days." Charlton paused, and continued: "What is the good news you said?"

"Did the baron have this problem since he was a child? Why doesn't he know? You can ask Butler Mark when you go back." Abdekad thought in his heart, but there was no expression on his face, and he replied: "My lord, the centaur Peter is back. gone."

(End of this chapter)