This is the first time Nether has observed someone condensing merit, albeit not very orthodox.

The orthodox method should be to unite the meritorious person to rely on his own life force to support this connection first, but as the deeds spread, the existence of the meritorious deeds is stabilized little by little.

The Evil Claw Demon completes this step with a large number of dead souls, so that the merit can be completed in an instant, but this kind of trick requires a large number of dead souls related to the deeds, and this kind of hunting for life in large quantities is generally not recognized by mainstream society.

On the other hand, merit is condensed instantly, and feedback will pour directly into one's body in an instant.

Someone has done this before, he completed the deeds in front of everyone, and the time for the deeds to spread was infinitely close to an instant, and those overflowing spiritual powers directly stabilized the merits in a short period of time.

However, the young man with a proud face turned into blood-red meatballs.

was directly crushed to death by the force of feedback.

In just an instant, countless cracks appeared on the Devil's body, and a large amount of blood splattered out of those cracks.

His scarred face was no longer the ecstasy it had before, and it was full of pain to maintain his life cycle.

The Evil Claw Demon is not a fool, how could he not know that such a condensation of merit may support himself, he had so many dead souls in his hands back then, and he didn't use such a method, he still used orthodox transmission deeds.

It's a pity that if he spreads the deeds again this time, it will be too easy to be caught, and he can only continue to gamble.

From the beginning, he gambled that he could get the support of Aginaga, and then he began to bet that he would gather enough people to make the monks of the Church of the Holy One afraid to use the holy decree at will.

Then he gambled that he would be able to deceive the ritual of the Holy Order through the monk's dead soul, and now he gambled that he would be able to survive the feedback of his merits.

The knight condenses the merit successfully, and it is possible to form three different levels of merit according to the deeds and the vitality that overflows the individual.

Barons, viscounts, and counts.

The Earl is the highest level that can be achieved by condensing merit for the first time, because before the return stage, a person's life force can only have so much at most.

And this situation is very rare, if you can condense your merits for the first time, you can become a knight of the earl, either with a special physique, or with some special treasure assistance.

Ralph Ronnie Trindall, the ancestor of the Nether, and the original Farr, the ancestor of the Farr family, were the two knights of the Earl in the Oder region who had gathered the Earl for the first time.

Ralph relied on the blood of a werewolf, and his vitality was so strong that he was able to accomplish the feat of condensing the Count in one fell swoop.

And the original Farr also seems to have something special, according to the unreliable biographical description on the street, he was born with an extraordinary vitality.

The deeds of the evil claw demon do not talk about the question of whether it is evil or not disgusting, and the thing that bullies the weak such as killing children cannot condense much merit.

In addition, his vitality has long been integrated into the natural environment, and it was only after thinking about activating the magic circle that he was reactivated, although he could also condense his merits, but relatively speaking, the intensity would not be too high.

In the past, the Evil Claw Demon would have been a little disgusted, but now, this kind of slightly inferior feats can save his life and prevent him from being crushed to death all at once.

The three monks obviously also discovered this, and understood that now was their last chance, and the three of them gathered around and attacked the evil claw demon, and the holy power was shining wildly.

"Are you going to attack me?" cried out the Evil Claw, gulps of blood spilling out of his mouth, but he continued, completely unconcerned, "There is a better solution. ”

The words of the Evil Claw Demon caused one of the monks to pause slightly.

If you really want to say it, whether to kill the evil claw demon or not is actually not a big problem, whether you can reach a cooperation with the evil claw demon, although you will definitely be caught by the evil claw demon in the future, it is better than a direct failure this time.

But then he reacted, no matter what, the performance of the Sage Church today has exposed enough information, if the evil claw demon is released, then some of the things will be even more intriguing.

In short, the reputation of the Holy Church today has been determined with the successive failures of suppressing the evil claw demon, and a black history cannot be avoided, it is better to make up for the mistake and kill the evil claw demon, then it can justify his actions a little bit.

If you really blatantly let go of the evil claw demon, you don't even need to defend yourself, and you will be condemned to death.

It's a pity that his thoughts turned a little slowly, and the action of the three of them together was looped because of this slowness.

Although the Evil Claw Demon howled in pain due to the strong feedback, he still grasped the loophole, and his speed was several notches higher than before, and he rushed out of the encirclement.

Although the feedback is oppressing his body, it is also providing him with enough strength.

Nether looked at the clawed demon who was about to flee, and pulled out the long knife in his hand slightly.

Although he is naturally not in common with the Church of the Holy One, one believes in God and the other is a different species, but he ruined the other party's affairs this time, and he will inevitably be entangled afterwards.

When it comes to the church and xenomorphs, the Bloodline Council must help, so Nether is not too afraid, and it is in the interests of the Bloodline Council to fight the church himself.

It's just a blow to a blow, but you can't ignore anything, you must kill the church, and the consequence of this kind of charging wolf is generally only Chong Yu.

In an encounter where you can't kill the opponent in one go, it's a safe thing to do with it, and that's true for Morris to work with himself, and it's the same with the Surrey family.

Therefore, it is best to help the Church of the Sage kill the Evil Claw, but it is better to kill it yourself and harvest the Evil Claw's relics, which may become bargaining chips.

And the Devil Claw really has what Nether wants.

Nether's bloodline ability is weighted, and it can adjust the weight of life and soul to distribute its own power, but this ability is a bit difficult to study because it involves traveling through the reincarnation world.

And Nether practices both the sorcerer and the knight profession at the same time, which consumes too much of his own energy, and it is best to integrate his own practice through some means.

In any case, the interaction mechanism of spiritual power and life force cannot be bypassed, and the application of the evil claw demon to the dead soul is like a similar use.

He was able to use other people's dead souls in such a harmonious way to change his own life breath, and this technique, even if it couldn't help Nether complete the cultivation method, could still provide a lot of help to Nether.

The blade unsheathed, lightning and thunder, and a thunderbolt slashed down again in the sky, falling on Nether's knife, and the blades wrapped around the thunder and lightning shattered, turning into swimming fish, blocking the path of the evil clawed demon.

"Nima!" the Evil Claw Demon cursed, causing a large amount of blood to spurt out of the wound once more.

It's not that he doesn't care about Nether, it's just that he really doesn't have the ability to guard against it, he is like a gambler, he has studed, pushed all his chips up, and relied on gambling again and again to get to this point.

If it wasn't for Nether's interference in breaking the activation circle, he would have lost completely, but it seems that all this will still have to be returned to Nether.

Nether's interception brought him back to the desperate situation he had before, and the Evil Claw Demon was unwilling to struggle, wanting to have another miracle like Nether's rescue.

And it seems that this miracle has really happened again.

The surging and furious holy power burst out, and the blade of the Nether swimming fish was directly knocked away under the impact of this holy power, and those thunderbolts also dissipated.

The Devil's heart was filled with joy, and he only felt that he was the chosen one, and fate favored him once more, giving him hope again.

Rushed towards the vacancy, guarding against another attack by Nether.

It's just that Nether didn't seem to care about him, but looked in the direction of his escape with a blade in his hand, with a hint of interest on his face.

Before he had time to think about it, a face broke into the vision of the evil claw demon, and the moment that face appeared, the evil claw demon's heart instantly stopped beating, and the life force of the whole body tightened, as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

The clenched fist, with the holy power, a normal-sized fist, seemed to completely fill the entire sky in an instant.

Half of the evil claw demon's body was hit by a fist, and it instantly turned into pieces, and a large amount of residue was evaporated by the holy power before it could fly out, leaving not even a trace of dust behind.

With an indifferent expression, the monk slowly withdrew his fist and turned his eyes to look at Nether.

When the Evil Claw Demon condensed his merits, the Smoker and the others were invited to stop it, and in the end, the Smoker was seriously injured and had to use smoke to turn himself into a person and a ghost, and the Evil Claw Demon failed to condense his merits.

He was found by a monk who interrupted the condensation feat, then beat him half to death and threw it aside, waiting for the Church of the Sages to accept it.

That monk is the monk in front of you.

The three monks before looked at this monk with complicated eyes and said his name.

Aza Gaines.