Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

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Holy calendar 8284, September 23rd.

The Red Hand, who had settled down, took the old men of his own mercenary group, and accompanied a group of Xiguang residents to the place where the barbarians in the North were.

The hometown of the barbarians is the Frost Icefield, a place of extreme cold, almost desperate, even the most daring adventurer will not set the goal there at will, only the brave who has aspirations to death, the villain who is expelled by the mainland , And the Manchus, who are more terrifying than the worst villains, will live there.

Red Hand has heard many legends about barbarians and ice fields. He also knows exactly what the bitter cold of the ice field is about two hundred degrees below zero. The aftermath of the frost spells of many gods is at this level. Living in the ice field, just It is equivalent to living in the aftermath of countless god-level frost spells.

But recently, standing on the deck of the battleship, the red hand who went deep into the ice field did not feel the bitter cold that should have been.

The warm wind is spreading in all directions, and in the middle of the sky that should have been the dark curtain of eternal night, there is a ball of light that can not stop thunder illuminating the world and bringing light to the entire frosty ice field. .

Without the severe cold, the Northland Icefield is not a dangerous place. Even if there are continuous mountains as barriers and obstacles, it can't stop the strong who wholeheartedly want to open the way.

Just in the middle of the ride into the mountains, Red Hand saw many amazing scenes.

He saw a lady with red hair driving a huge steel golem, splitting mountains with explosions and flames, melting rugged rock cliffs with flames, and opening a straight avenue between the winding mountains.

He saw that a huge silver battleship was driving back and forth among the snowy fields, dissolving the snow and freezing the frozen soil, forming a black rock avenue among the endless white plains.

All the barbarians, all the demonized ones, all the people who heard that echo, and therefore wanted to enter the ice field, followed this mountain road, this road between ice and snow.

At the same time, Red Hand also saw many northern barbarians.

These northern barbarians are fully armed, and when they meet non-native people, they will fight if they don't agree with them, and they will not be fake to anyone.

But now, they are the forerunners of guidance, one by one tribes as beacons, lighting the torch, and extending a path of flames through the sky and snow, guiding numerous warships to and fro through the ice.

The Red Hand had the honor to have never seen these before, but the rumors all looked like demon gods. They only knew the barbarians who killed them. They found that as long as they showed kindness, they were all very peaceful and friendly, and they even belonged to them. His own poetry, in terms of the level of literature and art, is not inferior to the best artists in the empire.

Red Hand never knew, he had never tried to understand the barbarians before, and naturally he had never understood their thoughts and culture.

He is a demonizer and has no chance, but what about the others?

Red Hand had already chatted with his old brother Cicero, and when they met, they hugged tightly, feeling the changes in each other in the past year.

The red hand praised that Cicero became powerful and followed a real strong man, but Cicero humbly stated that what he did and did can be done by everyone, and that the skills taught by the adult can be learned by anyone. Both can learn, with the talent of the red hand, as long as you study carefully, you can definitely be stronger than him in the future.

Hongshou doubted this, he had suffered enough without inheritance.

If there are no accidents, it is impossible for a demonized person to learn any source energy skills from the normal way. All of their guidance skills and the use of their source energy must be obtained from the blood, or accidentally obtained from various relics. , In short, there will be no normal strong person in this world who will teach his inheritance to a demonized person.

But facts speak louder than words. The Red Hand is now heading to the center of the ice field to witness that professor explain his inheritance and truth to everyone in the world.

Soon, they arrived at the center of the ice field, a huge metal hall.

The style of this hall is simple, but because it is too large, it is full of ancient solemnity. Its outer structure is supported by sixteen giant pillars. The base is rooted in the earth. It has a structure like tree roots that penetrates into the crust and even the depths of the mantle. You know that it is solid and unshakable.

The hundreds of meters high beams and pillars are close to the top of the mountain, and the sixteen beams and pillars are inscribed with a variety of peculiar source energy skills, densely packed and different.

From the major elements to physical martial arts, from specializing in the secrets of spiritual souls to the gardening of summoning natural spirits and cultivating sacred trees, all humans have had and imagined inheritance. These mountain-like pillars are all engraved on them. Everyone You can freely refer to and learn freely.

Only these beams made Red Hand's gaze dull and unbelievable. He knew at a glance that there was no falsehood in these inheritances, and all of them were unpredictable. They had advantages and mysteries that he could not compare with the guidance technique he practiced today. .

Anyone, as long as they have a little talent for source energy, as long as they practice these skills, they will have the opportunity to develop their minds. Even the demonized person can have the basic strength to resist the erosion of the demonized disease.

After getting off the battleship, on the flat square outside the main hall, Red Hand saw batches of teams lined up neatly.

Those teams are all young demonizers. Most of them are strong, strong, long-breathing, and strong. They train between the rays of light and the wind and snow, and they compete with each other and engage in actual combat. Very hot, there is no intention to stop at all.

Seeing this scene, the Red Hand couldn't help being shocked. Even if it was the training of their mercenary group, it would reach the top when the training was sweaty. Where is the training to the point of seeing blood and bones? You know, the training is injured, it takes ten and a half months to cultivate, and then it will take time to recover, and the gain is not worth the loss.

But he also saw that under the thunder tree that shone with dazzling light and looked like an arm, there was endless vitality that turned into cyan stardust, hanging towards the injured crowd-just a few breaths, those because Those who were injured by the training healed.

They shook their arms and body, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong, they shouted again and started fighting again.

Training to this point is no different from actual combat.

The red hand has been observing carefully for a period of time, and has to admit that even the mercenary group that has experienced many battles may not be much better than these trained people in combat performance, at most it is more adaptable to all kinds of completely different operations. surroundings.

"Huh?! Why, how come there are children?"

And this is what surprised the red hands most.

In the training team closest to the main hall, he saw many children in their early teens. Most of these children are demons, but they are quite well-organized in actual combat training, and they are extremely skilled in controlling origin. , It's like a veteran who has experienced an airport chapter.

"That was the first group of disciples of Professor Svetley." said a member of the Xiguang Association passing by. She noticed the direction of the red hand's gaze, and explained to him with a smile: "Professor Svetley was originally an orphanage. The dean of the school, those children are the orphans in the orphanage, and they were taught by the professor at first."

"Their strengths are very good, and the most powerful of them are already approaching the heart light level."

The Red Hand was more than surprised, it was almost stunned at the same place-the teenagers began to approach their minds?

This old mercenary who has fought for a lifetime is nothing but a high-level mind!

"Look at that one."

Interesting at the surprise of the Red Hand, the passerby stopped and explained to him with a smile: "The beautiful-looking young man who is looking after everyone training, he is the three strongest students in Svetly One, Chief Seneca."

"In fact, he has reached the mind light stage, but his cultivation method is quite special. You need to'source energy organizing' the organs in your body one by one before condensing the mind light body and completely entering the mind light stage."

"This kind of practice method can greatly enhance everyone's resistance to source energy erosion. As long as Chief Seneca completes this step, Professor Svetley will summarize the process of his practice and teach it to all after optimization. People, let all of us practice according to this method."

The source of resistance can be eroded and taught to everyone.

Red Hand could understand every word, but he didn’t want to believe that it was true... He raised his head and looked at the chief disciple Seneca who looked like an elf. The beauty who looked more beautiful than the imperial princess felt a hint of danger in her body.

This shows that although Seneca's strength is not as good as him, it can already pose a slight threat to him.

An ordinary demonized person who has only practiced for more than a year can pose a threat to a demonized mercenary who has been fighting for a lifetime...

"Don't be depressed."

A hand stretched out and patted the somewhat lost red hand on the shoulder. The resident of Xiguang Association smiled and said cheerfully: "In the final analysis, their practice is better than you and me."

"But, look, the pillars of the main hall are inscribed with all the essence practices, and the practices of Seneca and several other chief disciples are also on it. You can practice as long as it is appropriate!"

——All people can practice, regardless of race or class.

The resident of the association, with the clearest and clearest sentence, informed the red hand, the core idea of ​​the Xiguang association.

Red Hand calmed down slightly.

The mercenary with a somewhat old face couldn't help raising his head, looking around the periphery of the hall.

The three strongest students under Professor Svetley's command are Seneca, Loya and Gaza.

Of these three disciples, Seneca's strength is actually the lowest, but his character is the most stable. He has always followed the professor and managed other children who originally came from the orphanage.

Some people say that Seneca is the heir chosen by Svetly, although it is only a rumor, but the credibility is not low.

And the other two chief disciples, among them Loya, followed another strong next to Professor Svetley, Master Suiguang from the Cult of the Lights, went to the headquarters of the Cult of the Lights to make announcements and discussions. Professor Svetley was willing to make peace. The Cult of Zhuguang shared many secrets, provided that the Cult of Zhuguang also made its skills public.

Both parties must be open and honest, and face the disaster that threatens the entire design of the Holy Day will be extinguished.

And among all the disciples, Gaza, the strongest, is now patrolling the entire ice field with the Chuyao battleship.

They didn't drive out the beasts of source energy. As long as the beasts of source energy were willing to cooperate, the professor was also willing to teach them so that these beasts, which are called barbarians, could also share the light of civilization.

There is no kind of teaching, and the journey of the great road.

After knowing the actions of these Svetley disciples, Hong Shou no longer had any jealousy in his heart. He just sighed, feeling that their teacher had indeed taught them carefully, and that they were good enough as disciples to take on such a big task. .

Moreover, the most important thing is that, among these children, the oldest Seneca is only less than seventeen years old, and the youngest Loya is only fourteen or fifteen years old.

When they reach the age of twenty, don't they have to break through to the divine will one by one, and even touch the threshold of the disaster?

In another ten years, the group of orphans under Professor Sweetley's chair will all be the strongest in disaster situations, right?

Although it was unbelievable, Red Hand couldn't help frightening himself when he thought of such a possibility.

If there are disasters everywhere, no matter how powerful the Asmodian Empire is, it is impossible to fight the hordes of humanoid natural disasters.

Even if the Sun Emperor is really strong to the strongest realm that the disaster realm masters of the past generations can't match, there is also an equally strong and incredible Professor Svetley, no matter what you think, the victory or defeat has been decided.

At least, with the current strength of the Asmodian Empire, it is impossible to defeat that kind of future.

The people with the mercenary group walked all the way, and finally, the red hand followed the silent crowd and entered the metal hall with a heart of reverence.

The main hall is unnamed, and Professor Svetley did not name it, but according to the members of the Xiguang Association on the side, they call this hall the mission hall.

Standing in the center of the northern ice field, the extreme point of the world, the interior of the Mission Hall is warm like spring.

As soon as they entered it, the gentle light lingered all over the body, exhaustion and hunger disappeared, and the demonized people headed by the red hand even straightened their backs subconsciously. They felt all the pain in their body caused by the erosion of the source. All disappeared, and the hot tingling and distortion that went deep into the soul disappeared in an instant, as if being driven away.

This is not an illusion, because when the red hand lifted his arm that was no longer entangled in pain as if burned by flames, he was shocked to see that strands of black smoke escaped from his arm.

Those chaotic souls and twisted origins were all separated from his body.

Although his strength will decline in a short period of time, how many times does his true combat effectiveness increase?

Red Hand was even at a loss for a while-the pain that had entangled him for decades, and disappeared in an instant, which made him not even a little defensive.

And just in this muddle, Red Hand was taken into the hall by his excited companion.

It was an incredibly wide lecture hall.

Far larger than the Empire Arena, it can hold 100,000, and the huge lecture hall where hundreds of thousands sits at the same time is almost full of people. Because everyone in the hall will not be hungry and tired, the hall is silent, just Wait quietly.

Waiting, in the middle of the lecture hall, the white-haired old man said.

Under the guidance of a ray of light, Hong Shou and others sat in their seats, and they also fell silent and waited.

Time goes by, maybe long, maybe in an instant.

【today. 】

In the end, there was a calm, loud voice.

In the center of the lecture hall, the white-haired old man looked around everyone present, and he opened: [I want to explain the nature of demonization. 】

[I want to elaborate on the relationship between the holy day, the magic moon, and the source energy. 】

[How to avoid the erosion of source energy during practice, how to remove the influence of demonization through the guidance technique, and transform it into strengthening, how to let ordinary people get this god-given power. 】

[I will prove to everyone that behind all the sufferings in this world, there are hidden blessings. The demonized person is not the outcast, but the lost person who has not been guided. 】

He said that the magnificent voice resounded in everyone's ears, and the sentences were clear and straight into the soul.

The people in the hall heard it, and the people outside the hall heard it.

Under the eternal night sky, under the shining of the sacred tree of candle day, all the tribesmen on the icefield who are guiding and gathering the crowd raised their heads. They watched the light in the sky in admiration, and wanted to lean down, but because they remembered the person. Teach and straighten your body.

They praised, sang, cheered, and tried to engrave the words of that person in their hearts. Those priests who knew how to write articles and engraved runes picked up the pen and paper as quickly as possible, and raised the knife. They tried to use their own The method records the words that contain mystery, and passes on those powerful inheritances to the world.

[I will tell you that the world is about to usher in the end, and the holy days will be extinguished, but don't be afraid. "The voice said so, with firm confidence: "I tell you the truth, none of this is worth fearing. As long as the sentient beings in the Aian world are willing to work together and the holy day is extinguished, we will light the holy day, and the end will come, we will Shatter the doomsday. 】

[And now, I will tell you the path to the future. 】

He began to tell. Describes the methods, wonders, and subtle techniques of Yuanneng practice, and the most important mind.

Everyone heard it.

Outside the ice sheet, in the Yanshuang collar, those soldiers and civilians who had not had time to reach the depths of the ice sheet and were still on the way heard it.

In the Xiguang Mountains, those farmers who stayed in the fields to harvest crops and people who opened up wasteland heard it.

At the edge of the northern border, people living in the mobile city driving around the border of the empire heard it.

All the wise beasts of source energy around the Xiguang Mountain Range and even in the northern ice field, those beings who can understand the words of humans, their eyes are all stared, and these beasts have also heard them.

They heard thunder, thunderbolts and roars, and the enlightenment from the soul.

From the deadly dreams, from the long-forgotten ideals, wishes, and the flames extinguished in their hearts, they heard the voice of the road to the future.

The fire crackled, it was because of reality, talent, and suffering, the fire that was extinguished by existence, now the sound rekindling in the soul, it was ignited by a ray of hope called hope, and it may be extinguished in the future, but Not now.

If everyone can live a new life, then most of them can become great people because they know what mistakes they have committed in their lives and how they should avoid them.

And now, Su Zhou gave everyone the strength and opportunity to live a lifetime again. He awakened the muddleheads and gave them the big axe and hammer to open the way ahead.

Of course, before changing the world, they need to use this axe to chop their bodies and carve out a new look. They need to use the world as a furnace to burn the beaten and shattered old self into molten iron and pour it into shape again.

Su Zhou knows that not everyone can succeed ~www.readwn.com~ Even if they preach by themselves, not everyone can rediscover their true self, the one who wants to be better.

However, he will bless.

[My way is here, but if you forget, you can come back. 】

[Inheritance is inscribed on the pillars of the main hall, on the walls, they will not disappear, if you forget, just remember it again, I will tell you time and time again, time and time again. 】

He blessed everyone.

Offstage.

Although staying in the calm hall, there was a gust of wind roaring in Red Hand's heart. He stared at the man on the podium in a daze, and his heart was gradually filled with determination.

"I want to pass his doctrine and inheritance to everyone who should listen."

Originally, the red hand was not afraid of death. If it is for the future and survival of his brother, as a demonized person who is not far from death, he can die heroically without hesitation.

But now, he didn't want to die.

He wants to live, even if it is harder than dying heroically, but he definitely wants to live.

And spread more teachings and more truths to everyone.

At this moment, the brilliance of the sacred tree of the candle day shines through the sky.

The sound of the original candle day spread thousands of miles, thousands of miles, and the sound of the sound traveled across the mainland. As a result, half of the world was shaken, causing the wind in the north to roar and swept far away.

At the far end, above the Tower of Babel, the blond emperor raised his head. He raised his brows and his eyes were deep.

Under the Tower of Babel, the generals and knights also raised their heads. They were stunned and then meditated.

Chasing the Light, under the sacred light chasing sanctuary; the Holy Day Church, in front of the Three Sages; in the coastal city, on the towering guiding lighthouse, everyone is listening, thinking, and silent.

They all heard it.

Therefore, the world has changed drastically.