Divinity?!

Can it even increase divinity?

Lu En was extremely surprised in his heart, to be honest, he was not surprised that the strength of his physical body and spirit body increased, but his divinity could also increase, which made Lu En surprised that after that, it was a surprise.

His original divinity value was only 189 points, which was the result of the joint efforts of the real world and the inner realm, the Church of Sabbath and the Lava Serpent believers, but just by the spirit of eating, it was an extra 233 points!

This has surpassed the results of Luen's hard work some time ago.

Is it the action of the etheric sea, or the power of the world?

Lu En thought to himself, but felt that it was very likely that both were related, divinity and faith, and whether it was the etheric sea or the world itself, it was like a carrier of faith.

"It's a pity!"

Thinking of this, Lu En couldn't help but shake his head again, the level of horror of the soul eating spirit that he urged with all his strength was beyond his expectations, even the part of the etheric sea that was torn apart by him before was ruthlessly devoured, of course, even if it was not devoured, it could not be brought out later.

But in any case, Lu En finally found another way to increase his divinity, the power of faith is indeed good, stable and long-lasting, but if you want to get rich, you still have to rely on windfalls.

Lun looked to the side, next to the real world, a cyan point of light was floating quietly, and there was a subtle connection with the real world, who would have thought that this was actually a world?

The concept of size and space did not exist in the Endless Void, and Lu En focused his attention, and this point of light was suddenly infinitely magnified in his eyes.

He could see the outer wall of the world like a cyclone, which seemed to be extremely fragile, but in fact, even if he tried his best, he couldn't tear through this barrier protecting the world, at least not now.

It's just that on the outer wall of the cyclone, there is an extremely small crack that cannot be detected without looking closely, like a crack floating on the shell of an egg.

This is the price paid by the elven world for forcibly leaving part of Luen's power.

Most of the time, the will of the world is to suppress and expel it, naturally there is a reason, kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, no matter what, the battle takes place in the world, there is no winner in such a battle.

Of course, Lu En, who has the existence of a spirit eater, is forced not to lose this time, but for the will of the world, it is a loss.

As long as there is a wound, even a small ant can bite an elephant to death, the appearance of this crack represents a certain number of defects and leaks in the rules of the world, as long as you seize the opportunity, the little snake can also swallow the elephant!

However, Lu En did not choose to act again immediately, but began to carefully observe the endless void around him.

He found himself a bit too focused on the real world and neglected the exploration of the Endless Void, but in fact if he wanted to go further, the Endless Void would be an unavoidable target for his next phase.

From man to god, his gaze should also gradually transcend the world, there are many secrets of this world, when he cannot obtain them from the inside, he can turn his gaze to the outside at the right time.

As for the elven world, it also takes a little fermentation time, Lu En is full of patience now, the will of the world has probably blacklisted him, but after all, he is only a pan-will, without specific thoughts and logic.

The strongest fortresses are often breached from within, and when everyone is hungry for destruction, destruction will come, and even the world itself cannot prevent it from happening.

Moreover, it is not him who should be anxious now, but other beings and organizations, such as ...... Primordial Sect.

......

Elven world.

As far as the eye can see, on the plains that have been reclaimed into fields, a human being is on the run.

Barron was a wizard, though only a full-fledged wizard who was a bit better than his apprentice, and a little bit of a fellow in the eyes of the adults of the academy and castle, but he was still a wizard.

This meant that he could manipulate magical powers to reap the awe-inspiring gaze of the peasants and nobles, and to gain access to a good life, the best food, the best shelter, and the most beautiful women.

Of course, this was limited to the ordinary town where he was located.

Castles or cities with more comfortable conditions and more beautiful women, with countless wizards stronger than him, and the darlings of the academy looked at him every time they saw him as much as they saw the peasants on the streets.

Barron didn't like this look very much, because it reminded him of his good childhood, and his miserable teenage years, but he was even more afraid to give his opinion, otherwise those powerful wizards would not mind making his old age equally miserable, or not at all.

So he generally nests in the town, enjoying the awe of everyone, he has lost his enterprising spirit, lost the recklessness and enthusiasm of his youth...... and courage.

In the elven world, killing and death are the eternal mainstream, humans kill elves, elves kill humans, humans kill humans, elves kill elves, of course, many times humans want to unite elves to kill other people, or other elves, but they all fail.

The gentle and arrogant, peaceful and tranquil elves in the fairy tales have died, replaced by a race that is extremely hostile to humans, and any human being is an enemy in the eyes of the elves, especially those elven tribes who have left scars on their faces and are voluntarily disfigured, each of which represents countless killings and blood.

Every person, or elf, has become accustomed to this kind of life, and even goes deep into the bone marrow and passes it on to the next generation.

A lot of bloodstained hatred may come from this.

But a long time ago, it was clear that humans and elves had a period of peace and harmony, and many half-elves came like that, so why can't humans and elves be at peace again?

Barron is like a thinker, hugging his colt's neck and bouncing up and down, pondering this profound question about the two races, humans and elves.

If it were possible, he would now love to become a peacemaker, proclaiming to the elves his yearning for peace and his aversion to killing, but the elves who were chasing after him would not listen to his nonsense now, so he could only continue to flee for his life.

Three days had passed since the moon suddenly appeared from the moon in the sky and looked down on all beings, and humanity was defeated one after another, followed by a thousand miles of collapse, and the brutal and bloody battle royale began.

Barron knew why, and from the moment he felt the Aether disappear, he had a premonition that something was wrong, but unfortunately he was still much slower to escape, or overestimated the courage of the humans on the front line to resist.

No, it should be strength.

Barron sighed, elves do not accept captives, so humans must fight to the death, but without wizards, after losing their high-end power, even if they are powerful warriors, they are not opponents of spells.

Humans have wizards, elves have spellcasters, and for hundreds of years, wizards have pressed spellcasters to fight, but the current situation has completely reversed.

The only thing Barron was glad that the caster needed too much talent, and there weren't many elves, so it was still ordinary elven warriors who were chasing him behind, and there were very few cavalrymen.

Escape to the Passage Fortress and you'll be safe!

Barron's tense heart finally relaxed a little, and then he felt like he had been punched in the head without warning, his head raised back, and his brain was buzzing.

"Spellcaster!"

He pounced, and fell from his horse in despair.