Belief In The Kingdom of God

"According to the information obtained from the revelation, the end should be in this area."

In the mountains, an old man in black robes was holding a disc and was looking around.

"Damn it!!" A fiery sword aura swept out, cutting a tiger that suddenly came out in front of him in half.

Behind the old man in black robe, a shirtless man with a wide shoulder and thick body and a bald man with a huge sword in his hand retracted the sword he drew out, looking at the tiger corpse in front of him, a little helpless: "This place, the beast is really Enough, several times more than the way we came before."

"This is normal, don't forget where it is." A woman's voice came from behind.

It was a female elf wearing leather armor. The actual age was unknown, but she looked only about sixteen or seventeen years old. She looked good and looked very pleasing to the eye.

"This is the legacy of the God of Nature. The King of Heroes once left his blood here. Naturally, it is not an ordinary place."

The elf stood on the spot, waiting for the people behind him to come over, and then explained to the bald man: "A place left by a god, no matter how magical it is, it is normal, let alone some ordinary beasts."

"According to experience, I am afraid that even extraordinary lives may appear next."

"No way!" The bald man was taken aback, looking at the elf, his eyelids couldn't help but jump.

"Ariel is right. According to past experience, extraordinary beasts may indeed appear next, and even a Beast King who is stronger than me may appear."

The black-robed old man was holding the disc and pointer in his hand, and he was checking the position in front of him while talking with the other two.

"The power of the gods is great, even a drop of his blood, as long as it is leaked out, can create a lot of powerful people."

"The beasts here are left over, and the whole body, including the blood, will be stained with the breath of the gods and become stronger. If the beasts are lucky enough to drink the blood of the gods, it will be even more a disaster. "

"Drink the blood of the gods?" The bald man's mouth twitched: "Which beast can live so well and still drink the blood of the gods?"

"Hey, don't tell me, there have been wild beasts drinking God's blood in the past." Hei Pao looked at him with a playful smile on his face, "Do you know what happened that time? That beast was lucky enough. Well, I don’t know how much God’s blood I drank, and I became a monster emperor. In the end I don’t know how many powerhouses were besieged, drawing blood and digging meat to divide it up."

Hearing that, the bald man had such an expression on his face: "Dare to drink the blood of the gods directly and do such an extravagant thing. It is strange not to be drawn by your poor ghosts."

"What do you know? That is the blood of God!" Hearing the word "poor ghost", the old man in black robe suddenly became angry.

"Ganlf, just your size, if you sell you, it's impossible to buy a little blood."

This sentence immediately defeated the bald man Ganlf. The corners of his mouth twitched, but his mouth still retorted: "Isn't it the blood of God! I'm still the descendant of God."

"It's a goddess whose blood is not awakened, and the true or false is unknown." The elven **** the side looked a little bit obsessed, turned around and said angrily: "Don't say that your goddess identity is true or false, even if it is true, just look at it. You are like this, there is no sign of blood awakening at all, and it is no different from a normal person."

"It's true that Ganlf is a descendant of God, otherwise I wouldn't recruit him specifically, and even trained him for two years." The black robe old man shook his head: "Time has passed too long, from the hero king. The legend began, and it’s at least seven to eight thousand years now."

"For seven to eight thousand years, even if it is the blood of a god, if it continues to multiply with mortals, it will become mediocre from generation to generation."

"But the gods whose bloodline cannot be awakened like Ganlf are already pretty good. Although the bloodlines are not awakened, they can at least gain some talents of the gods, and each one has good aptitudes, which is much better than ordinary people. NS."

I don’t know what was thinking, the old man in black robe sighed and sighed: "The blood of the hero king is too strong. Even after countless years of dilution, the descendants can no longer awaken the blood of the gods, but the various talents are still there. exist."

"Ganlf was found by me as a farmer. In just three years, he became an earth knight. Such talents are only the descendants of unawakened gods. I really don’t know what those true descendants are. Look like."

Hearing this, the elf girl couldn't help being silent.

As a member of this group, he watched Ganlf, a bald-headed man, from an ordinary farmer, surpassed her to become a powerful and extraordinary person in a short period of time.

The gap of that kind of talent is desperate, and even if the blood of the gods falls into the mortal world, it cannot be comparable to ordinary mortals.

At this time, a huge shock suddenly occurred in front of him.

The terrifying majesty suddenly dissipated, and the endless brilliance circulated among the mountains in front, carrying a vast divine might.

In the endless brilliance, a blood qi rushed up, turned into a gleaming blood pillar, and headed towards the sky, shocking countless people at this moment.

"This majesty... is the retention of the King of Heroes alarmed?" Seeing this vision, the old man in black robe was startled, and subconsciously looked at Ganlf next to him.

A little strange began to appear on the opponent's body at this time.

Under the vast divine might and blood qi in the distance, Gan Erfu's generous body began to gradually become crystal clear, and a little bit of blood qi kept flowing in the blood. It seemed that something was affected by the power in the distance and began to riot. .

Ganlf only felt a palpitation in his heart, and a cordial and gentle force called him in front, making him seem to have seen his relatives and couldn't help but want to rush forward.

Seeing Ganlf's appearance, the black-robed old man took a deep breath: "It seems to be right, it should be that the remains have been touched by others, revealing the breath of the gods."

"And looking at it like this, there may be more than blood in this place."

Having said this, he rushed forward vigorously, bringing his two partners forward.

And ahead, in the depths of this mountain.

In front of a golden Koizumi, Artis stood here quietly, watching the place where golden spring water was constantly flowing in front of him, complicated emotions flashed in his eyes.

Around Attis, there were the corpses of beasts that fell to the ground. Many of them were terrifying beasts of the level of the King of Warcraft, but at this time they all fell here, without a trace of resistance.

These are the beasts that were originally guarded here, after being affected by the power of Attis for a long time, they gradually became stronger, and they were all expelled by Attis at this time.

Beside Atis, a few entourage looked at the corpses around, as well as the looming sight in the distance, cold sweat came out on their foreheads, and they followed Atis' footsteps closely, not daring to stay away.

But at this time, they looked at the golden spring water at the feet of Attis, their eyes were also very excited.

"This is, the legacy of the legendary hero king, the spring water gathered by the golden blood." Looking at the golden spring water under his feet, Aras looked excited and spoke with a trembling voice.

On the side, the expressions of the old priest and Vadria were the same, and even more excited.

Here is a remnant of the blood and divine power of Attis in the past, gradually condensing into a legacy, possessing the purest breath and power.

For the old priest, this is the ruins left by the gods he believed in in the world, and the significance is no less than miracles.

The same is true for Vadria, it is the legacy of his ancestors, which is of supreme significance to him.

Around, as this legacy was unsealed by Attis, the **** aura contained in it gradually leaked out, triggering a peculiar vision, causing the aura to radiate out without concealment, attracting a large number of interested people to come. .

In this regard, Attis's face was very calm and did not feel the slightest surprise.

In other words, the reason why he wants to stand here is to attract these people from outside.

He turned and looked behind him, where several figures appeared.

This is a strange combination of a black-robed old man, an elf girl and a bald man. It looks a little weird.

Artis ignored the meaning of this, followed the connection directly, and fixed his gaze on the bald man.

In the opponent's body, Attis felt a connection, as well as the breath of the killing god.

This is also a descendant of Euleris, but the blood of the gods has not yet been awakened, and in the eyes of others, it is no different from ordinary people.

But in the eyes of Attis, the killing **** hidden deep in the opponent's bloodline, and the source of killing from Euleris was just like a light in the dark, so conspicuous could not be more conspicuous.