Belief In The Kingdom of God

In the south, as time gradually passed, the originally chaotic northern region began to gradually calm down.

However, as the two powers gradually bordered on each other, although no major dispute broke out under the restraint of both sides, the conflict has never been eliminated in a small area.

Under the constant temptation of the powerful King Barrett of England, the sacrifices and knights of the two sides fought together, and a little bit of blood gradually appeared at the junction of the two sides, shocking the starting point of ripples in the generally calm northern region.

With the emergence of these conflicts, the merchants who originally traveled to and from various countries were unlucky. In the southern part of the Principality of Yingdeli, public security is chaotic, and it is also an old and powerful principality. Although the various aristocratic lords in the country have gathered under the banner of King Barritt, they still have their own independent rights. Therefore, from time to time, insurgents and robber groups looted the past caravans.

However, in this environment, there are still many people passing through the northern region, seeing the danger in the eyes of ordinary people as flat, and going to the south.

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On a wilderness, Chen Ming looked at the battlefield in front of him with a faint light in his eyes.

In his eyes, a little bit of vision was emerging on the battlefield in front of him. The faint ghosts roared and condensed their bodies, gradually turning into their pre-mortem appearances.

If you carefully observe their soul bodies, you can see the hideous warriors roaring in the same place, it is clear that they are fighting souls that have died in battle.

And the emergence of battle spirits also shows that the area in front of you is a battlefield, and a battle should have taken place not long ago.

Chen Ming quietly watched these battle souls slowly condense their soul bodies, observing the subsequent changes.

I saw that after these battle souls roared and condensed, a little black aura began to emerge around them, slowly infiltrating their soul bodies, causing their original faint soul bodies to begin to condense, and it seemed that something strange appeared. The change.

This is demonization, and it is also a call to transform into evil spirits.

Originally, if it were in a normal world environment, even if it was a war soul, it would end up being a little more solid than an ordinary soul body after death, allowing it to survive for a while, but in the end it would be obliterated by the laws of the world and turned into the world’s capital. Grain precipitation. But in this world where the demon god's immortal demon nature is eroding, it will be eroded by the surrounding demon energy, and gradually transform into a kind of evil spirit.

In a sense, this can be regarded as another form of existence, which has existed for a longer time than originally. But for the world, this is not the case, and it will bring all kinds of bad effects.

Seeing that the battle spirits in front of him were gradually demonized, Chen Ming knew that if he did not deal with it, then in a few days, the evil spirits transformed by countless battle death ghosts would turn into an evil land, and may even evolve to The point where the crowds attacked the village.

This is also the origin of the ancient legends of evil spirits in this world, especially in troubled times, which seem dangerous and strange.

However, seeing these terrifying evil spirits, Artis didn't change his face, and while waving his arms lightly, a piece of divine light slowly emerged, gradually condensing into a real realm, covering the surroundings.

Suddenly, countless evil spirits around screamed.

However, amidst this scream, there was also a moan of relief, which seemed very abrupt.

Chen Ming turned around and saw that he was in the spirit body. At this moment, under the shroud of the divine realm, there was a little pale white light of self-belief gradually shining, and the solid soul bodies of the fighting souls shone faintly. With the light of faith, his eyes gradually became clear.

These are the believers who believe in Chen Ming. At this moment, they were agitated by the light of his pure divine nature. They immediately eliminated the pollution they had suffered before and restored their sanity.

Even the spirit body faintly became crystal clear, as if sheltered by some kind of power, it began to become extraordinary.

Chen Ming waved his hand again, and these soul bodies were immediately put away by him and directly sealed, allowing them to fall asleep temporarily.

After doing this, Chen Ming suddenly felt that the real spirit was lightened, as if faintly, his connection with the world became closer.

He raised his head and looked at the sky: "It's almost over."

During this period of time, Chen Ming has been walking on the battlefields of the previous wars, baptizing the soldiers who died in battle, and expelling evil spirits until now.

"However, this place seems to be very close to the south." He looked to the south and sensed the qi in the dark, so he thought.

Thinking of this, he felt his breath and walked straight to the south.

After a while, in his vision, the shadow of a city began to gradually appear.

He raised his head and looked forward.

I saw that on the vast city wall, groups of guards and knights were constantly patrolling, and caravans and travellers were inspected at the city gate and gradually entered.

The only difference from other places is that in this city, Chen Ming did not sense the aura of the ancestral gods that belonged to each city-state, only a magnificent, somewhat familiar aura quietly enveloped it.

Sensing this situation, Chen Ming couldn't help but sneered: "Has it been swallowed by the ancestor **** of Yingdeli?"

The ancestral gods were originally born for sacrifice, and all their power was given by blood sacrifices, not from themselves, so their power attributes were similar, and they could increase their own power by swallowing each other.

Looking at the appearance of this city, it is clear that the ancestor **** that the city originally worshipped was swallowed by the ancestral **** of Yingdeli, and then disappeared.

However, sensing the subtleties of this, Chen Ming sneered slightly: "It is true that the ignorant is fearless. Although the power obtained by the blood sacrifice is similar and can be absorbed, it also depends on the foundation."

"These ancestral gods are called gods. In fact, most of them are just dead souls survived by mortals before death and sacrificed by posterity. In a long period of time, although blood sacrifices can strengthen their strength, they can't change the foundation. But a group of people during their lifetimes A mortal at level two and level three is so easily strengthened to the level of four or even five, how can there be no future troubles?"

He quietly raised his head, his thoughts gradually flowed: "In fact, those who were called ancestor gods after death and achieved level four, most of their strength during their lifetime should have reached level three, and after the long changes in blood sacrifice, they entered the fourth level. Level, it is already extremely reluctant, let alone the more difficult level five."

"The ancestral **** of Yingdeli can reach it, except that he has swallowed many other ancestral gods, there should be protection of the world personality, because of the blessing of the source power."

"If it weren't for this, with a shallow foundation, swallowing so many ancestral gods, I'm afraid it would have been too much to be restrained, and would have exploded and died!"

He looked at a star fragment hanging high in the void, as well as the source power continuously hanging from it, thinking like this in his heart.

After all, the ancestral **** and the city-state are one, and the personality of the Principality of Yingdeli is of course mainly blessed by King Barrit, but as the city-state ancestor-god, he will naturally have shelter and power.

"However, even so, it must be very reluctant. It is possible to regress at any time. It has already overdrawn its foundation and cannot go further."

He felt the gradual fluctuations of the blood-red killing divinity in his body, and his thoughts gradually flowed.

Outside of the body, it seemed to sense some breath, the originally pale divine light gradually stained a little blood red, and it looked a bit coquettish.