Belief In The Kingdom of God

At the entrance of the black market, looking at the indifferent wizard guard in front of him, Attis shook his head.

"I don't have a magic stone." He said, looking at the wizard in front of him.

"Can I use other things instead?"

He took out a gold coin from his hand.

Different from the ordinary gold coins in the main world, this gold coin has the presence of natural divine power, with the emblem of the **** of nature engraved on it, and the image of a tree. A mess of currencies is much stronger.

"Yadixu gold coin?" The wizard guard was taken aback.

"Ten gold coins worth one magic stone." He turned around.

Artis took out five gold coins and walked directly in.

It looks very deserted inside. The cities outside the Empire of Syria are almost all wizards, and because of the remoteness of the place, almost half of them are apprentice wizards, and there are very few formal wizards.

He couldn't help shook his head, and then walked forward.

Inside, there are some small shops, more of them are booths set up by wizards, scattered on the side, seem very rare.

After all, with a relatively large population, transcendents will always be very few. Among thousands of people, it is good to have a talent for wizards, not to mention the luck and resources to follow the way of wizards. Naturally, it is extremely rare.

Artis looked around and found that the gold coins issued by the Artis Empire can be used here.

On the one hand, this area is not far from the Adis Continent and is deeply influenced by the Ady Syrian Empire. On the other hand, it is also because it has an entire extraordinary empire as a guarantee.

However, because there were some apprentice wizards all around, he was not interested in staying here any more, and went straight to a place.

"My lord, what do you need?" A hoarse voice sounded in place.

In the darkness ahead, a figure in a black robe gradually appeared, revealing an extremely terrifying face.

It was an old face full of cracks, one of the eyes on the face had long since disappeared, revealing the emptiness inside.

From his body, a mixed blood breath came, causing Atis to frown slightly.

"Use the blood of other extraordinary beings to forcibly transform yourself into this way?"

He was a little speechless, couldn't help but didn't reject it, and directly stated his purpose.

"I need a map around here, and tell me where the largest college on this continent is."

In front, the old man nodded stupidly, an old and terrifying face that didn't look angry at all.

He walked out silently, with more scrolls in his hand.

"Fifty Magic Stones..."

This price, compared to some intelligence, can be described as a sky-high price. But Artis just nodded, expressing no opinion.

"Excuse me, what else is needed?" The old man's hoarse and cold voice continued to ring in place.

But this time, Artis ignored him and walked out directly.

Unfolding the scroll, there is a blank inside, but in Attis' mind, a piece of information emerges directly.

This is the spiritual imprint of the wizard, compressing information in a carrier with spiritual power, as long as the spiritual power is sufficient, it can be accepted, which is very convenient.

After receiving the information, Artis looked at the sparse black market in front of him, and disappeared directly in place.

In the next instant, Attis appeared thousands of miles away, slowly moving forward with the information he had received before.

At the beginning, the area he was in was still a mortal kingdom, but as he gradually progressed, another area began to appear.

There are few mortals in these places, and most of them are dangerous places in the eyes of mortals, full of all kinds of weirdness.

From here, with the power of Attis, you can gradually sense some powerful beings wandering here, with a powerful force.

But here, the clues obtained before are also disconnected. After all, the previous black market was just that some of the subjects were wizard apprentices, how could there be a specific location for the wizard academy, and it would be nice to be able to achieve an approximate range.

Attis was silent, and the powerful true spirit power emerged, sensing this land.

Then, he frowned slightly.

"A large part of the induction is missing, something is blocking my induction."

He muttered to himself.

"I can only find it slowly."

This area is no better than the area where mortals live, full of traces of extraordinary power. In this area, fierce monsters continue to appear, and among them there are even the existence of a formal wizard.

Roar! ! !

A shout in the distance caught Attis's attention.

Attis walked forward and saw several huge figures in front of him.

It was an ogre several meters high with a huge mallet in his hand.

Opposite him, there are several tall stone demons. At this moment, looking at the tall ogre in front of them, they look a little frightened.

The ogre roared and rushed forward, and the huge mallet lifted up, smashing half of a stone demon's body in one fell swoop.

However, Attis didn't feel much about the battle ahead.

This place was obviously a lair of ogres, and these few stone demons had broken in and caused a fight.

The ogre's lair covers a large area, and it can be said that it is within a few miles of its territory. In the area where it is located, a large number of bones are scattered on the earth, both human and other races.

"There is a faint breath of life." Artis looked forward and muttered to himself.

Although the true spirit's induction was affected by unknown forces, within such a short distance, there was no problem at all.

He walked forward quietly, and in the next moment, he came directly to the ogre's body, and the magical thing is that even if Attis was beside him, the ogre still did not respond, as if he was treated as a piece of wood. generally.

Artis didn't turn around to look at the ogre, but looked sideways at a huge cave next to him and a huge pot inside.

At this time, a huge flame was burning under the pot. In the pot, a strong smell and **** smell permeated, and there were several corpses inside.

Attis looked at it, among the corpses, there were dark goblins, giant cave spiders, and even an elf corpse, which was completely rotten at this time, and could only be vaguely distinguished from the unique breath of blood. .

"Why are they mostly dark creatures?"

He frowned, then walked inside.

Inside, there are several long and sharp thick logs, each of which is about the size of a fist, deeply inserted into the ground. And on these pieces of wood, there is a living corpse, like a string, which is penetrated by these huge logs, and the blood dyes the original ordinary wood red.

Obviously, after catching the prey, the ogre usually skewered the food one by one, and then put it into the big pot when it was needed.

The scene is very **** and brutal. However, what surprised Attis was that even after such torture, there was still one life left.

It was a corpse that looked like an elf girl. The difference from a normal elf was that this elf had a darker skin and had a slightly different aura. It was a dark elf.

It seems that because it has just been stringed up recently, this elf still has a little aura of life, and it can even raise its head unconsciously.

In response to this tragic situation, Artis shook his head, protected the elf's life with a move of supernatural power, and then with a light wave, pulled the elf from the hideous log.

"Humph!"

Although Artis was protecting her life, the intense pain caused during the pulling process was unavoidable, and the dark elf suddenly screamed out of pain, seeming to regain some consciousness.

She was covered with dried blood. At this moment, her closed eyes opened slightly, and she raised her head to look at Artis with difficulty.

The warm divine power struck, and she only felt her whole body warm, a powerful and gentle force constantly echoing in her body, repairing her body.

Her scarred wound began to heal, and disappeared under the action of divine power. Just because of excessive blood loss, his face looked very pale.

Attis looked calm, looked at her shocked and disbelieving eyes and asked: "What's your name?"

"Cherati..." the dark elf girl murmured to herself, seeing a trace of confusion flashing in Attis's eyes.

As her consciousness gradually returned, thinking of what had just happened, she couldn't help covering her head, breathing heavily, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.

In response, Artis shook his head, took out some clothes and threw them away.

"Since you are still alive, put your clothes on first."

Cirati was taken aback, only to realize that he was wearing nothing now, and the whole body was revealed without concealment.

However, the dark elf's ability to accept this aspect must be strong, and she did not show any abnormality, so she changed her clothes in front of Atis.

After the clothes were changed, her image suddenly changed.

Originally, the elves were handsome in appearance, as did the dark elves, and compared to ordinary elves, the dark elves were more charming.

At this time, although Cirati was pale, his face was very beautiful, and he had a powerful charm.

"Where are you from?" Seeing her appearance, Attis was unmoved, just asking.

"Forget it, this is too much trouble." Before the girl could reply, Attis said to herself again.

The powerful power rose, and the girl was taken aback for a moment, and a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes.

At this moment, all the memories of the girl since her birth emerged and gathered in Attis's mind one after another.

"Not the dark elves nearby here, but from the underground?"

After checking, Atis frowned.

In the girl's memory, she originally lived in the underground world, but recently, huge changes have taken place in the underground world, disasters have occurred, and the gap between the underground world and the main world has also weakened, so they fled to the main world.

Not only the dark elves, but many lives in the underground dark world were expelled and came into the main world.

And that disaster was countless demonized beings, bloodthirsty and violent, constantly pouring in from the lower world from deeper, almost occupying the entire lower world.