After a negotiation of selfish desires, Kratos obtained 1,000 Crystals of Faith, but the price he paid for it was most of the war spirit he plundered from the Gypsy Plains.

This time the transaction can be said to take what they need, although Isolt exchanged the equivalent of three years of faith crystallization income from the temple in one go, but obtained a large number of war spirits.

With this batch of battle spirits, he was able to develop the strength of the Divine Cult in a big way, and even made his status in the Divine Cult even further.

Looking at the container containing countless war spirits in his hand, Aesop thought thoughtfully: "The mystery of the crystallization of faith can only be grasped by the gods, even the apostles cannot use the power contained in it in a big way, they can only be used as sacrifices and pray to the gods in exchange for power, so it seems that an unprecedented shocking change will occur in the Divine Cult." ”

Thinking of this, a mocking expression suddenly appeared on Aesop's face, and he sneered: "Even if it is a change of day, what does it have to do with me, as long as I firmly control the temple, I will be able to sit back and enjoy countless resources, and one day I will be able to become an apostle, or even a more powerful existence!"

It wasn't long before the doors of the temple were slammed shut and a priest's decree was issued to seal the temple indefinitely until the War of Faith came.

Aesop actually wants to abuse his power and monopolize all the war spirits, so as to increase his strength and seek greater benefits.

Kratos followed the route he remembered, returning to the vast plain, the hounds on the back of his hand suddenly flickering, and the blue sky immediately rippled with a portal to the Cult.

At this time, Kratos's soul was strengthened countless times, and he clearly felt that the moment he crossed this portal, countless mysterious forces collided and entangled inside and outside the door, and the power of entanglement intensified, and soon reached a critical point, thus bursting out with the power to destroy the portal.

Kratos' face changed slightly after discovering this, and his body jumped in the moment before the portal collapsed, and then turned his head to look at the empty scene behind him, and he couldn't help but feel jealous in his heart.

The power of this spatial collapse is not something Kratos can resist at all, and he can twist his body and soul to pieces in an instant, and he can't even have a chance to be reborn.

Kratos was sure that none of the apostles he had ever seen, Cadmus, could have had such a means, and the power to build the space that closed this world would inevitably be a more powerful existence.

Kratos was solemn in his heart, the Divine Cult he had seen before was simply the tip of the iceberg, an even more mysterious and boundless behemoth, still hidden in the dark places that he could not erase.

A statue of the god of war in the center of the Cult of God is so magnificent that it is similar to the body of a giant transformed by using Hercules' divine powers.

At this time, around the idol, there was still a dense scene, and thousands of believers worshiped sincerely, Kratos couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, and suddenly summoned a Spartan war spear and flew in the direction of the idol.

Kratos' eyes were like lightning, and he quickly scanned the crowd of worshippers, and finally locked onto a middle-aged man with an ordinary face and shabby clothes.

Kratos reached out and grabbed it in the air, and the man flew straight into the air and grabbed him in front of him helplessly.

The middle-aged man was praying when he suddenly felt an irresistible force exerted on his body, and he couldn't help but panic for a moment.

But when he saw the domineering and murderous man who appeared in front of him, he only felt a dry mouth, and his heart was beating violently and almost jumped out of his chest.

Kratos was aware of all the changes in this middle-aged man, and after confirming the conjectures he had observed before, he didn't talk nonsense, grabbed him directly, and flew towards his palace.

He threw the middle-aged man to the ground at random, and at the same time crushed a grain of faith crystal, and poured one-tenth of the power contained in it into his body in such a way that it was almost wasteful, and the rest of the ninety percent of the power immediately dissipated into the air.

Although the blood soul is not infused to strengthen the body, the soul is strengthened and immediately reflects through the appearance.

Nourished by one-tenth of the power of a faith crystal, the middle-aged man's body immediately underwent obvious changes, and his originally rickety body was straight, his eyes were focused, and his face was full of radiant expression.

After doing all this, Kratos walked straight into the palace, sat on a broken but still stable stone pillar, clutched a crystal of faith in his hand, and closed his eyes motionless.

The middle-aged man didn't say a word, he stood in place in a daze, and finally his eyes flashed with determination, he suddenly turned around, and left in a hurry.

There was no night in the heaven and earth of the Divine Cult, and after about half a day, the middle-aged man returned here, only to see him carrying his hand on his shoulder, sweating and dazed.

After unloading the tools on his body, the middle-aged man just took a brief breath, and then moved again, starting from the palace and then to the surrounding woodland.

Ten days later, the whole palace has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the dilapidated places have been repaired to the maximum, and there is not a trace of dust in every corner. Even the missing furniture was filled one by one, and the huge palace was finally restored to its basic appearance.

In just ten days, the middle-aged man looked like he had run out of oil, his eyes were deeply sunken, his lips were white, and when he put the last oil lamp in place, he immediately fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man turned his head with difficulty, his eyes were hazy and he looked at the figure who had been sitting still for ten days, his chapped lips squirmed, but he didn't say anything, and finally his eyes went black, and his consciousness fell into darkness completely.

Almost as soon as he lost consciousness, every part of his body began to wither and crumble, and in short, it was a lifeless corpse.

It was only then that Kratos finally opened his eyes, and there was a strange glint in his eyes.

He stretched out his palm, qi and blood were deprived from his body, and at the same time, he crushed the faith crystals in his hand, and the qi, blood, and soul were double infused, and the body, which had been exhausted and almost dead, recovered at a rapid speed.

"What's your name. ”

The middle-aged man seemed to be in disbelief after waking up, and was stunned for a long time, knowing that an indifferent voice had awakened him, before he finally reacted, and hurriedly replied: "I have already died once, and the past will be abandoned, please give me a new name." ”

Kratos was cold and speechless, looking down condescendingly, the middle-aged man only felt that his body was oppressed and could not move, and the sweat of beans continued to pour out from his forehead like rain, and a sense of awe that would never dare to offend was born in his heart.

Looking at the middle-aged man kneeling in front of him, his face vicissitudes, a name involuntarily came out of Kratos's mouth: "Heinrich ......"

The middle-aged man did not doubt him, and immediately knocked his forehead on the ground after getting his new name, constantly praising and thanking.

Click!

A battle flag suddenly appeared, directly planted in front of the middle-aged man Heinrich, the ancient, bloody, and majestic momentum made him stunned to the point that his eyes were round, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"The dignity of a warrior cannot be defiled, take this battle flag and do what you are supposed to do. ”

Heinrich's face was immediately congested and red, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, timidly and slowly stretched out to the Spartan war spear in front of him, when there was a cold touch in his hand, his body was suddenly stunned, and he didn't know where he got the strength, and a beastly roar came out of his throat, and unprecedented power erupted from his body, pulling the Spartan war spear out of the ground.

Kratos sat quietly in the hall, and he didn't know how much time had passed, but he suddenly raised his head, as if his eyes could penetrate the roof of the palace and see the sky outside.

Almost as Kratos raised his head, two powerful forces entangled and descended from the sky, and finally one of them was overwhelmed and smashed hard in front of the palace, and the aftermath of the impact even destroyed the newly repaired gate.

When the dust settled, Heinrich's figure was revealed, his hair disheveled, covered in blood, and his face was not satisfied with the humility of the past, but was full of bloodlust and the pleasure of killing.

"Despicable human slaves, you dare to steal the battle banner and wantonly kill the believers of the god of war, your sins are simply unforgivable!"

Another powerful aura erupted with an earth-shattering roar, and one of the disciples was seen holding a battle banner and falling with invincible power, aiming directly at the Spartan spear that Heinrich held tightly in his hand.

Tux's heart was on fire, without the slightest anger after his followers were killed. At this time, in his eyes, there was only that powerful Spartan war spear.

"This lowly human slave doesn't know where to steal the Earth Battle Banner, the power is not at all that the disciples can have, as long as they can snatch it over, it is simply a great gift!"

Seeing a palace appear in front of him, Tux was slightly stunned at first, and then sneered, he had never heard of any strong man in such a simple and dilapidated palace, it seemed that this lowly human slave was in a panic and fled to this desperate situation of mortality.

The infinite battle intent condensed into substance, and the battle flag in his hand was thrown fiercely, colliding with Heinrich's Spartan war spear.

Heinrich only felt a huge force coming, his hands cracked, and the whole person flew upside down, and the Spartan war spear in his hand couldn't hold it, so he flew out directly and firmly stuck upside down on the ground.

"If it weren't for the protection of this battle flag, how could he have survived until now with a lowly human slave, but all this has to end here, as long as this human slave is killed, no one can exist with this battle flag. ”

After completely defeating Heinrich, Tux couldn't wait, and landed directly in front of the palace, and without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the Spartan spear stuck in the ground.

At this moment, a cold, grandiose, inviolable voice sounded: "Who is it that dares to do something to my servant." ”