"Orff, a name I am somewhat familiar with, he is the Pope of the Three Thousand Years Killing Church, who suddenly disappeared three thousand years ago, disappearing from one nation to another. ”

Walking in the wilderness, looking at Adil beside him, Mar continued to speak: "After he disappeared, the entire Killing Church fell silent all of a sudden, and slowly declined under the suppression of many churches, and it was only in the last ten years that it was slowly active. ”

"Now it seems that he did not disappear back then, but deliberately preserved the power of the entire Killing Church intact, waiting for this opportunity. ”

"What does he want to do?"

Looking at Mar in front of him, Adil frowned and asked.

"Naturally, I want to revive the god of killing. ”

Looking at Adiel, Mar smiled and said: "Orff is the former pope of the Killing Church, and he is also the most devout believer of the God of Killing, and he deliberately preserved the power of the entire Killing Church until now, in order to naturally ensure the revival of the God of Killing. ”

"That drop of killing blood on the body of the Lord is one of the means of resurrection of the God of Killing. ”

Speaking of this, Mar's face was solemn: "The blood of killing carries the divine power of the god of killing, once the host can't resist the temptation, or its own will is not enough to resist the will to kill, it will be transformed by the power of killing and incarnate into the son of killing." ”

"Son of the Slain..." Hearing this, Adil frowned, and a flash of light seemed to flash in his mind, which reminded him of something in an instant.

"The so-called son of the slaughter is the one who calls the god of killing..."

As he walked along the way, Mar continued, "Adhering to the divinity of the God of Killing, these Sons of Slaughter will gain a steady stream of killing power as long as they kill, and thus become stronger and stronger. ”

"When the Sons of Killing kill among the nations, they will inevitably cause slaughter after slaughter, making the source of killing on the continent boil, and when all the Sons of Killing have grown up, it will be time for the God of Killing to recover. ”

"Killing each other?" Adil asked, looking up, recalling past accounts of the Son of Slaughter.

"Yes. Mar sighed, then nodded: "Because of the same origin of divinity and divine power, the winner of the killing between the children of the slaughter will gain all the power and divinity of the loser, until finally all the killing blood is gathered in the last son of slaughter, that is when the god of killing is revived." ”

"It's a trap from beginning to end, and all the children of slaughter, all of them are victims, and they are just sacrifices for the eventual resurrection of the god of killing. ”

She said softly, as if remembering some terrifying scene, she couldn't help but raise her right hand and cover her chest: "The more killings the Son of Killing causes in the world, the greater the power he gains, and the stronger the power of the God of Killing will be after he recovers." ”

"Orff searched for talented geniuses to serve as hosts in various places, and scattered the killing blood to gain more power after the god of killing was resurrected. ”

When she said this, her footsteps couldn't help stopping, and then she raised her head to look at Adil in front of her, and said with some joy: "Fortunately, although the Lord Monarch was injected with the blood of killing by Orff, he resisted the erosion of the blood of killing with his own will, and did not incarnate as the son of killing. ”

Looking at Adil in front of her with a calm face, a handsome face, and a demeanor that did not have the slightest killing aura in China, she couldn't help but sigh lightly, with deep admiration in her eyes.

Resist the blood of killing with their own will, resist the erosion of the power of a god, very few people can do this kind of thing, even in a long history, there are very few, only those gods and saints with the blood of gods can do it.

With a pure mortal body, resisting the erosion of killing blood, Adil is probably the first.

"Such will and potential, even if it is not the favor of fate, will inevitably rise in this era and obtain a brilliant future. ”

Looking at Adil in front of her, whose face was always calm and calm, and she was not moved at all, she sighed softly in her heart, but a smile gradually appeared on her face.

In any case, the stronger the favored fate she follows, the better it will be for her future.

The stronger Adiel's willpower potential, the more she likes it.

"Son of the Slain..."

Standing in place, quietly listening to Mar's words, Adil muttered to himself, and felt a sense of crisis at this moment.

"Even if I didn't become a Son of Killing, but I have the blood of Killing, I'm afraid I will be targeted by other Sons of Killing. ”

"Well, I'm afraid that's true. Mar was stunned for a moment, and then a wry smile appeared on his face: "The merger of the killing blood is irreversible, under the influence of the will of the killing god, those killing children will instinctively find other killing blood, and strive to integrate it into their own bodies. ”

"Your lord, you have the blood of killing, whether you are incarnated as a son of killing or not, you are destined to be targeted by these people. ”

"That's it. Adil nodded, thinking of this, he couldn't help but be a little speechless: "I don't go to find others, but others will come to me, this feeling is really strange." ”

"Therefore, in order not to be killed by the sons of slaughter in the future, the lord must become strong as soon as possible. ”

Mar raised his hands and took out a round complex coin, where he kept calculating: "With my ability, I can easily find some hidden ruins around here, and obtain some things from them, and when the time comes, with your talent, you can naturally become stronger quickly." ”

"Of course, the Son of Slaughter is coming, that's for later, and in the last few months, you'll need to worry about something else. ”

"Anything else?" the corner of Adiel's eyes twitched, this time it was really a little surprised.

"That bloody knight, a careerist who wants to become a god. ”

Under Adil's gaze, Mar slowly uttered a name: "The demigods killed by the Lord before were sent by the bloody sir. ”

"Demigods?" Adil was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "Bloody Sir, the one who killed my brother?"

"The Lord has been targeted. ”

Mar spoke quietly, as if sensing the doubts in Adiel's heart, he paused before speaking again: "In the hands of the Blood Sir Clan, he holds the revival ritual left by the Blood Moon Church, which is the key to the revival of the Blood Moon God. ”

"In order to control the God of the Blood Moon and use the power of the God of the Blood Moon to achieve his ambitions, this Bloody wants to collect the essence blood of various powerful beings to cultivate a body strong enough to carry the arrival of the God of the Blood Moon. ”

"The elder brother of the Lord died for this reason. ”

She said quietly: "The transformation of a vampire is a very difficult thing, every vampire can be regarded as a precious resource, and the elder brother of the lord is in line with the power of the vampire, and he is lucky to transform into a vampire." ”

"A silver, and even a golden knight, is just as vigorous, and it is also a rare material for the Blood Sirs. ”

Adil listened quietly, listening to Mar's conversation, and did not speak for a long time.

It wasn't until a long time later that he spoke, "How can he be confident in trying to control a god as a mortal?"

"Who knows?" said Mar shook his head, "Maybe he has some other means, or maybe he's gone insane." ”