"I'm coming!" the three generals replied at the same time, wanting to see what else was so unique about this magical prison.

"Since they are all interested, let's go together, this has nothing to do with how many people enter. Sean said with a smile.

"This is ......" The three champion knights who entered the room one after another all showed shocked expressions.

As soon as they entered the room, they felt the difference, they felt that their bodies were covered with dozens of layers of invisible heavy armor, and their every move became extremely difficult, even if they had ten percent of their strength, they couldn't exert three percent.

"The multi-force environment can be adjusted between one and twenty times as needed, if the prisoner's soul consciousness enters the consciousness space, it will return to normal, and once they return to reality, they must move in this environment, do you think they still have the ability to destroy the cell in this case?" Sean asked rhetorically.

"No, you can't. The three generals shook their heads at the same time, and could only sigh in their hearts that the magic methods were really beyond their imagination.

After walking around this magic prison, the three generals no longer doubted, even those Kentana barbarian champion knights, when they arrived here, they had to lie honestly, and they couldn't make waves at all, and when they entered the consciousness space, they just waited for their lords to pinch and pinch the round.

The rest of the time is simple, after dividing these Kentana barbarian captives into rooms according to their ranks, they are thrown in and examined by Sean one by one, and the soul consciousness can be introduced into the consciousness space to remain, and those that cannot be introduced are eliminated.

After a lot of busyness, there were very few Kentana barbarians who were really eliminated from it, less than a hundred, and all the rest went into the consciousness space.

The Kentana barbarians who were transported to the northern fortress are the essence of their race, not to mention, in terms of will, this race can definitely be ranked, they have been tempered by the difficult living environment, and the soul consciousness is basically not outdated.

"Where is this?"

Knight Yuan, the first Kentana Barbarian Champion to be captured by the Eternal Night Army, got up from the ground and looked around suspiciously.

I saw the white expanse around him, as if he was the only one between heaven and earth.

What's going on?

And what did the dwarfs do to themselves?

Yuan looked confused, and his not very developed brain made him not understand what was going on at all.

In fact, most of the captured Kentana barbarians were in a state of similar bewilderment.

They didn't know why the dwarfs were attacking them, or where they were.

After finding that his body was no longer numb and did not feel anything, the Kentana Barbarian Champion Knight, who was holding back his anger, jumped up and down angrily, stepped out of a pair of long legs, and began to run wildly in one direction.

But no matter how long he ran, the scenery was blank in front of him.

If it were an ordinary person, I was afraid that I would have given up earlier, but for the Kentana barbarians who had a little tendon in their heads, they didn't know what to give up at all, they didn't care about it at all, they just ran wildly with their heads stuffy, and he didn't believe that this place was bigger than the boundless snowfield?

On the snowfield, the most taboo is to blindly turn the direction, and if you are not careful, you will be going around in circles, and the wisest thing to do is to run in one direction, and the same is true now.

Yuan didn't know how long he had been running wildly, until a golden shadow appeared at the end of his sight, and he was immediately overjoyed, feeling that he had run in the right direction, and he was running more energetically.

In this case, it is useless to guess, and the quickest way is to ask someone.

As he quickened his pace, the golden shadow grew closer.

It was a splendid hall.

The abyss, where adjectives are relatively scarce, can only be described as high, big, and spectacular.

In particular, the rugged architectural style is very much in line with the aesthetic style of the barbarians of Kentana, at least very much in line with the Yuan.

What amazed Yuan the most was that the building materials used in this hall were not ordinary stones, but bones, countless giant bones, most of which Yuan didn't recognize, he only recognized the giant whale bones and the giant dragon on them.

Could this be the legendary Temple of the Ancestral Spirits?

That's right.

This should be the legendary ancestral spirit temple, only the ancestral spirit can be so powerful, casting its own temple with the bones of these powerful creatures.

"Warrior, you are the first to answer my call. A tall figure walked out of the main hall.

The figure of the other party is so tall that even the burly abyss with his figure among the barbarians of Kentana must tilt his neck hard to see the other person's face clearly.

Its face was three or four points similar to that of the Kentana barbarians, with an indescribable quaintness, and although it was large, it was not bloated, its muscles bulged like rocks, and its body was covered with armor made of ice.

Yuan looked at the giant who suddenly appeared with some doubts, because there was a sense of déjà vu in the other party's eyes and voice, as if he had heard this voice somewhere, and had seen this kind of gaze.

"Warrior, why don't I see your admiration for me?Or has this fine tradition of my ancestors been lost to my children? No wonder no one has answered my call for so many years. There was a deep sense of loss in the giant's tone, as if he was dissatisfied with Yuan's reaction, and also seemed to be dissatisfied with the Kentana barbarians for losing their inheritance.

"Are you an ancestral spirit?" Yuan couldn't help but widen his eyes, and he whispered incredulously, and finally reacted in hindsight, who else came out of the ancestral spirit temple except for the ancestral spirit believed in by the Kentana barbarians?

"What do you say?" asked the giant, "do you need me to prove it to you?"

"No, no!" Yuan shook his head again and again, knelt on one knee, and offered his most solemn gift, "I'm sorry, the ancestral spirit is above, I didn't expect it, I was lucky to meet you, please forgive me for my disrespect just now." ”

"Arise, young warrior. The Ancestral Spirit Giant finally had a smile on his face.

"This is the legendary Ancestral Spirit Temple, is it already dead?" Yuan asked suspiciously.

"No, you are not dead, this is the world of ideas, you have come in response to my call, accept my inheritance, lead your people, out of the current predicament, as long as you accept my inheritance, you can call my name and borrow my power. The Ancestral Spirit Giant replied.

"Calling your name, borrowing your power?" Abyss repeated in a somewhat sluggish murmur, a bit beyond imagination.

"What, aren't you happy?" the Ancestral Spirit Giant looked displeased again.

"It's my pleasure. Yuan got down on one knee again.

"Very well, tell me your name, young warrior. The Ancestral Spirit Giant smiled with satisfaction.

"Abyss. The Kentana Barbarian Champion Knight replied.

"From today onwards, you are no longer an ordinary warrior, but an ancestral warrior who is about to embark on the quest for the power of the ancestral spirit, and the moment you officially become an ancestral spirit warrior, I will give you the ancestral surname, follow the wise man I have chosen for you, rescue your people, and regain the glory that belongs to our giant clan. The Ancestral Spirit Giant said impassionedly.

"I will certainly live up to the expectations of the ancestral spirits. Yuan's blood was boiling, and he couldn't wait to immediately obtain the power of the ancestral spirit and become the ancestral spirit warrior in the other party's mouth.

"Before we begin, let me see your prowess, my people. As soon as the Ancestral Spirit Giant stretched out his hand, two maces three or four meters long appeared in his hands.

"Don't look at me, it's very simple, use your mind, don't forget, this is the world of minds, think about what kind of weapons you usually use, you can see me, it means that your mind is enough, yes, that's it, good, young warrior, you have a good start, let's continue. ”

Holding the bone weapon that had just been condensed, a trace of hesitation flashed on Yuan's face and said, "How dare I offend my own ancestral spirit?"

"Offensive?haha, you have to have the ability to offend, young warrior, you think too highly of yourself, be careful. The Ancestral Spirit Giant laughed, and had already rushed up with a pair of maces, not giving Yuan a chance to react at all.

As you can imagine, in just one round, Yuan turned into a bowling ball and was knocked out of more than ten meters.

The power he used to be proud of, in front of the other party, was a joke, not an order of magnitude at all.

The opponent's attack is not over yet, this is just the beginning, a pair of huge and terrifying maces, danced by them like a whirlwind, obviously a pair of unusually rough weapons, but showing a trace of dexterity, Yuan has no way to dodge, and is flying everywhere by the opponent's hammer.

Fortunately, here, he didn't seem to be injured, just knocked him away, but his body was not injured at all, and he sighed again in his heart that the other party's magical powers were vast.

Under the frenzied beating of the other party, the trace of doubt in Yuan's heart has completely disappeared.

Only the ancestral spirit can be so powerful, can he play like a child, and can let himself be unharmed under this blow.

This blow lasted for a quarter of an hour, and the Ancestral Spirit Giant stopped his hand, shook his head, and said: "It's too far away, you have no strength, but you don't have the slightest skill, you have lost everything left by your ancestors." ”

"I've disgraced my ancestors. Yuan, who was stabbed wildly, looked ashamed.

"If you lose it before, you will lose it, anyway, you have to learn to use the power of the ancestral spirit, and the skills of using weapons will be learned together, I have a single stick technique and a double stick technique, which one are you going to learn first?" asked the ancestral spirit giant.

"A double stick technique, of course. Yuan said without hesitation, the other party's attack left a deep impression on him, and he liked the continuous violent attack method.

"Now that you've chosen, what are you waiting for? The Ancestral Spirit Giant urged.

"Okay!" Abyss nodded excitedly.

Immersed in a state of learning, Abyss completely forgot the time and worked tirelessly.

In the beginning, it was just a simple two-stick technique.

Later, the Ancestral Spirit Giant entered the mysterious Ancestral Spirit Script into his soul consciousness, allowing him to meditate day and night in his spare time, and wait until when he could borrow the power of the Ancestral Spirit before he could be considered successful.

Originally, he was training here alone, but soon a new clan member joined in.

These clansmen both worship the ancestral spirit giants, and some are skeptical.

For those who doubted it, this time there was no need for the Ancestral Spirit Giant to make a move, and the pioneers led by Yuan, who had been abused by the Ancestral Spirit Giant for an unknown number of times, would use their fists to tell them that they should be in awe here, and they must not question the authenticity of the Ancestral Spirit.

They are all selected warriors, and it is their unshirkable responsibility to revive the glory of their race and save their race from suffering, which is given to them by the ancestral spirits.

All the suffering they had experienced before was for this moment.

Sean was pleased with the result.

Whether the ancestral spirits that the Kentana barbarians believed in were real, Sean did not know.

But it is certain that the ancestral spirits have a relatively wide range of beliefs among the barbarians of Kentana.

It stands to reason that their social system, which has a relatively loose internal structure, should not be able to develop a relatively unified belief.

However, the belief in ancestral spirits does exist among the Kentana barbarians.

At first, Sean was also full of doubts, until he and Patriarch Locke systematically sorted out the language of the Kentana barbarians, and found the root cause.

Ancestral spirits are a general term that does not refer to a specific individual, but to the ancestors of the barbarians of Kentana, and is more of a tribute to their ancestors than to faith.

This ancestral belief is easier to pass on than the orthodox faith, because every family will have a father, and the family ties of the Kentana barbarians are far closer than that of ordinary families, because without the family, those underage Kentana barbarians have no possibility of growing up at all, and they must be completely dependent on the family before they can master unique hunting skills.

This custom has led them to have a deeper affection for their families, for the older generations who raised them, to regard them as their guardians, as if they were their own children, even though they have been away from them for many years, passed down from generation to generation, and even integrated into their language.

The battle of honor in front of the ancestral spirits is regarded as their highest honor.

However, it has been inherited for too long, and it is estimated that not many Kentana barbarians have made this matter clear, and the concept is naturally more vague, and it is not necessarily that the worship of giants is integrated into it.

Sean didn't care about the specific reason, he didn't research the origin of the belief of the Kentana barbarians, he just wanted to take advantage of this.

It doesn't matter if the ancestral spirits that the Kentana barbarians believe in don't have a set goal, he can help them concretize, as long as there are enough people who believe in it, even if it is fake, it will become true, not to mention that he is preparing a combination punch.

In the face of his combination punches, even smart people will be stunned, let alone the relatively simple-minded Kentana barbarian.

Once they have eaten their own combination punches, if anyone dares to question the authenticity of the ancestral spirit in front of these Kentana barbarians, they will use their fists to correct that person's thoughts.

This outrageous lie naturally originated from the Frost Giant, who was inspired by the primitive worship of the giants in his soul that resembled the Kentana barbarians.

It was very difficult to capture the Kentana barbarians by conventional means.

Like Christina's use, in the battle of glory, it is a way to subdue them one by one with her fists.

It's just that the Eternal Night Commander doesn't have such a powerful figure at the moment, and it's too stupid and unreliable, because it's completely based on the personal reputation of the Kentana barbarians, and over time, it's easy to have all kinds of problems.

Sean is the lord of the realm, how can solving the problem be so simple and rude?

If you want to solve it, you must solve it completely from the root, and let them follow them unswervingly and loyally.

What could be more convenient and faster than faith to bring together a plate of arrogant loose sand?

The collar badge that Sean is working on is not a kind of faith.

The belief in the collar badge was too high-end for the Kentana barbarians, but the simplest and most direct primitive worship was the most suitable for them.

It doesn't matter if it's simple or not, as long as it's easy to use.

What's even more wonderful is that Sean now has the Frost Giant in his hands, which is a natural medium point.

Sean transformed into an ancestral spirit giant.

The consciousness space has become the world of consciousness in the mouth of the ancestral spirit giant.

As for the Twin Stick Technique they learned, it was naturally a Twin Stick Sword Technique, and the power of the Ancestral Spirit was a variant of the spell model.

Theoretically speaking, as long as you have soul consciousness, everyone can use their soul consciousness to become a mage, and they have the potential to become a mage, but it does not mean that everyone can become a mage.

Because if you want to play the mage profession, you need too much pre-knowledge.

First of all, you have to learn rune mathematics, rune science, and secondly, you have to master a number of complicated spell models.

This is the ability to build a spell model in one's soul consciousness at will.

But just these three items, even if it is a smart and studious person, it will take ten or eight years, and many stupid people are afraid that they will not even have the opportunity to get started.