Chapter 172: Thoughts are Clear
Of course, it is a sacrifice to believers, and by sacrificing a fanatical believer, you can summon a Holy Spirit to come over, which is an energy transmission channel built with faith and body, simple and fast, and does not require training from an early age.
Of course, when the Holy Spirit descends, the believers who sacrifice will be abolished and will only be used to guard important strongholds.
Does the discovery of an unfinished Altar of Light mean that there was once an important stronghold of the Church of Light in the vicinity, or a suitable place to establish a stronghold?
This speculation made Luo Qiu couldn't help but be excited, he had long wanted to fight back, the damn Church of Light has been trying to infiltrate this plane for thousands of years, which has made the King of Steel Bones very annoying, and he often thinks that the Church of Light can penetrate into his plane, why can't he infiltrate the other party's plane in reverse?
It's a pity that the King of Steel Bones has never been able to find a chance, because he doesn't even know where those holy spirits come from.
He didn't have this idea before, so he destroyed all the important facilities and strongholds he found, and when he had this idea, he couldn't find any more important facilities that could connect the two planes, such as the Heavenly Staircase and the Altar of Light.
This kind of facility has the function of connecting the two planes, and if it is found intact, it is likely to find the source of the Holy Spirit through dismantling and analysis.
The semi-finished product in front of us is a target that can be dismantled for research and analysis.
Luo Qiu pulled the corresponding personnel into the mind space, distributed the tasks, and then turned his attention back to the room. A few thugs were still shrunk in their chairs, like quails, and the middle-level swordsman they felt was very powerful and stunned by Luo Qiu's palm, which made them deeply aware of Luo Qiu's strength.
Luo Qiu didn't bother to bother with these ant-like characters, and pointed directly to the floor in front of him: "Come here and kneel, or die." ”
The word 'death' has infinite power, and several thugs knelt on the floor with the fastest speed and the most upright posture.
Luo Qiu turned to Qiao Wei and asked, "Do you want to fan yourself?"
Qiao Wei's eyes widened violently, and she pointed to her nose and said, "I'm going to fan?" Although it was a rhetorical question, Luo Qiu saw a eager light in her eyes.
Luo Qiu gave up his position and encouraged: "Revenge must be cool." ”
Qiao Wei stood in front of one of the thugs, raised her palm, hesitated, and then turned her head to look at Luo Qiu, she probably had never beaten anyone in her life.
"Think about what your home has become? Is it your father's hard work? Did they search for you? chase you like a rat in the gutter?"
A crisp sound, as the so-called crisp slap doesn't hurt, the slap doesn't hurt, Qiao Wei, a little lich, even if he uses the strength of his whole body, he can't hurt people. If it's easy to slap people to death, then the slap contest can't be done.
However, this crisp slap made the gangster in front of him fly up, turned seven hundred and twenty degrees in the air, flew five meters away, spewed out a mouthful of teeth, and fainted directly in the air, unconscious.
Qiao Wei covered her mouth in surprise, and couldn't help but take it away to see her hand, did she have so much strength?
No, she was very sure that she didn't have the ability to slap people five meters away, it must be the blessing of His Majesty the King of Steel and Bone, thinking of this, she turned her head and glanced at Luo Qiu.
Luo Qiu nodded encouragingly, it was indeed he who blessed a little strength, and his strong spiritual power was enough for him to fan these ordinary people away without making a move, and it was not a joke to stare at who died.
The strong sense of strength and the comfort of revenge made Qiao Wei couldn't help but get excited, and walked in front of the second gangster, who was a woman, squeezed out an ugly smile, and looked at Qiao Wei pitifully, hoping that her subordinates would show mercy.
The first gangster Qiao Wei hesitated, but she didn't hesitate at all, and even gritted her teeth and added a little more force, and flew the gangster six meters away on the spot.
Women are hundreds of times worse than men in their treatment of women, men want to take advantage of each other at most, but women often want to destroy each other, especially when the other party is more beautiful. Thinking of this thug's pickling methods for herself, Qiao Wei wanted to kill her.
Fan away from this female gangster, and Qiao Wei's dedication to the power of faith reached a new height.
When the third thug saw the tragic situation of his companion, he couldn't hold back any longer, screaming and wanting to jump up and run away, but as soon as his body moved, he felt a big invisible hand pressing on his body and directly pressed him back.
One person was slapped, everyone was fanned, their faces were swollen like pigs' heads, and most of their teeth were lost, and no one cared if there was a concussion, intracranial hemorrhage, etc.
Luo Qiu waved his hand: "Drag it out." ”
Qiao Wei thought she was talking to herself, she rolled up her sleeves with great interest and was about to do it, and a few slaps slapped out all the depression she had had in the past few years, and now she only felt that her thoughts were clear and refreshed.
However, a shadow was one step ahead, rising on the floor beside the thugs, condensing into a substantial figure, dragging the legs of the two thugs and dragging them out.
Qiao Wei took a few steps back in fright, but seeing that Luo Qiu didn't react, she realized that she was His Majesty's guard.
Dorian dragged the thugs out and threw them right into the grassy yard.
When night fell, Dam woke up leisurely, and the sharp pain on his face instantly made him wake up, and he couldn't help but let out a miserable scream, but as soon as it touched his face, the severe pain intensified, his mouth couldn't open, and the scream turned into a miserable snort.
Who am I? Where am I? What is going on? Several thoughts welled up in Dahm's head, and it took him a long time to remember what had happened, and he seemed to be going to cut someone, but he was slapped and fainted.
The enemy is very strong, no, you have to find someone, this manor has been bought by Baron Rien, and he is just guarding the door for Baron Rien, and hitting himself is to slap the baron in the face, and let the Baron send troops to avenge himself.
Struggling to get up, covering his swollen face, Damm staggered out, didn't take a few steps and kicked a person, looked down and saw that it was his little brother, and quickly kicked the little brothers up and walked to the door.
As soon as he reached the door, he heard a sound of neat footsteps, like a great army marching, and the ground trembled.
Poking their heads out, Dam and his party saw a scene that made them immortal, black skeletons trotted forward, rumbling past the gate of the manor, the first two skeletons carried wooden signs of silent evasion, and the back all carried large shovels with cold light.
One such skeleton after another, surrounded the entire manor.