As if he were facing a great enemy, Tux's battle intent condensed into an invincible giant sword, crushing in the direction from which the sound came, and the sharp momentum only leaked a little, leaving a deep ravine in the ground.

Bang!

The huge palace exploded violently, and a huge, violent red monster appeared out of thin air, and the terrifying bear paw slapped on the giant sword condensed by battle intent, and the flesh and blood flew sideways, and the giant sword was also smashed by the huge force.

"What is this, such a violent aura, it is not a human being at all, when did such a terrifying monster appear in the Divine Cult!"

Tux burst out with a powerful battle intent continuously, and the fierce attack on the red giant bear left countless shocking scars, but the other party didn't realize it, the violent aura became more and more vigorous, and every time the giant palm recovered, it would make an explosion sound of air in the air, it is conceivable that if this palm fell on the human body, it would immediately be broken muscles and bones, and internal organs would be shattered, and even a strong person at the disciple level would be hit hard.

The more Tux struck, the more frightened he became, the monster's life force seemed to be endless, and after several consecutive bursts of its strongest strength, it was unable to inflict a fatal blow on it.

"Damn, if it weren't for this lowly monster blocking it, I would have succeeded a long time ago. He glanced hatefully at the Spartan spear planted in the ground, and after forcing the blood-colored bear back with one blow, he immediately took the battle flag in his hand and flew away.

"I heard that Kad must be in dire need of the main soul of the battle banner to suppress the battle, and even went to the place of judgment in person to get nothing, in that case, I might as well set up a conspiracy to kill this monster and deprive the main soul as a temptation, and persuade Kad to join me to deal with this difficult monster!"

Tux's mind raced, and after thinking of a series of rigorous and feasible intrigues, he immediately turned and walked away decisively, in his mind this was nothing more than a stupid, lowly monster, with no brute force, and could slaughter at will if he used a little trick to do so.

Boom!

Hearing this sudden sound of eagle chirping, Tux was startled, and before he could react, the back of his neck hung like a sharp blade, and a strong sense of crisis surged from behind.

Tux spun around quickly, barely parrying with the battle flag in his hand, and the clanging sound of metal clashing sounded, and a gray figure flew past Tux's line of sight.

"It's another monster, what the hell is going on, how could so many monsters invade the Divine Cult without causing any alarm!"

Tux was shocked, the gray figure flew like lightning, and he could only barely see a little of the trajectory of the flight, and he was never able to see the appearance of the flying monster.

He couldn't help but lower his head and look at the other blood-colored giant bear, but apart from the lowly human slave who fell to the ground alone, there was still a monster there.

Tux couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and a bad feeling came over him.

Thinking of this, Tux didn't dare to continue pestering, and turned around and flew towards the sky, but before he could leave, the gray figure stopped in front of him at a faster speed.

It was only then that Tux finally saw the appearance of this gray figure clearly, the appearance of a sturdy griffin, a gray feather, exuding a metallic luster, just a casual glance, he could feel the edge that could easily cut off the mountains.

What shocked Tux even more was that from the gray griffin's eyes, he clearly saw a light that represented wisdom and reason, and although the violent aura was still strong, it made people can't help but have a ridiculous idea that this monster was transformed by a human.

Walk!

Tux no longer had the will to fight, and even the strange battle banner was forgotten by him, and he had only one thought in his mind, and that was to try his best to escape from this strange place.

As soon as he lost his fighting spirit, most of Tux's strength was immediately lost, and no matter how much he tossed and turned, he could never break free from the gray griffon's entanglement. And after several collisions, his body gradually felt tired, and his hands trembled and he could barely hold the battle flag.

The fighting spirit is the source of the disciples' strength, once the fighting spirit is frustrated, the strength will be greatly attenuated, and with their "weak" flesh alone, there is no room for desperate fighting.

The weakness of over-reliance on soul power is evident in Tukes's body at this moment.

At this time, Tux's hair was scattered, and the whole person was embarrassed, if it weren't for the protection of the battle flag in his hand, he would have been unable to support it for a long time.

But every time there is a collision, the battle spirit in the battle flag will be consumed in large quantities, and I believe that it will not be long before the war spirit is consumed and the battle flag is destroyed, which is when he dies.

"I am a disciple of the Divine Cult, my status is noble, my strength is invincible, how could I fall into the hands of a lowly monster!"

A look of madness flashed in Tux's eyes, and an unprecedented aura of danger surged from his body, as long as this power burst out, it seemed that even this piece of the world of the Divine Cult would be poked out of a hole.

Burn your soul and gain temporary power by self-harm.

"Despicable monster, you forced me, I will kill you cruelly, if you don't die, you won't ...... Ahh

Tux's screams came to an abrupt halt, his eyes widening in disbelief as he stared at the bloody hole in his chest, from which strength and life were vented along with the fragments of his heart.

"It can't ......"

Tux looked up, only to see that the monster in front of him had disappeared, replaced by a man who exuded a berserk aura, and the battle flag that pierced his heart was in the man's hand.

Kratos was so powerful that he blasted Tux's body with a single blow, and countless blood souls were mixed with a brilliant white light.

"Well, these white lights are actually extremely similar to the power of faith crystallization, and they are more pure and powerful, and they also contain the mysteries of supernatural powers. It seems that after reaching the disciple level, the power of the soul has gradually surpassed the body, and once the body dies and falls, faith and supernatural powers will be mixed together to vent out. ”

Just as Kratos was about to devour it all, Maklov's dying warning couldn't help but pop into his mind.

Kratos ...... You have to remember that faith is poisonous!"

The original greedy desire came to an abrupt end, Kratos squinted his eyes slightly and pondered for a long time, and with his last breath, he scattered everything that was swallowed into his body, and the purest blood soul power was swallowed up.

The remaining essence of faith, supernatural powers, and soul fragments, which were inseparable, were all driven into the Spartan war spear.

Infused with the most powerful essence of Tux, the killing aura of the Spartan spear burst out, and Kratos only felt that what he was holding in his hand was not a cold weapon, but a life-like beast, which was gradually awakening in his hands.

Kratos stretched out his hand and grabbed the battle flag on the ground, and the powerful soul power was infused into it, washing away the remaining brand of Tux and destroying it, and after thoroughly exploring all the mysteries and mysteries contained in the battle flag, he threw it directly and inserted it in front of Heinrich with a click.

Heinrich looked at the battle flag in front of him in a daze, and then reacted, and his uncontrollable blood rushed straight to his head, and he knelt down towards Kratos without hesitation, as if worshipping the gods on high.

Heinrich, as the most despicable human slave, even if his soul strength was identified as naturally weak, he never gave up his faith in his heart and prayed sincerely year after year.

The weakened soul could barely develop faith, and Heinrich was deprived of even the last sustenance in his heart, and he was oppressed by endless hard labor, and he once fell to his knees in order to get the opportunity to worship and pray to the gods.

Decades passed, and Heinrich's body was bent and bent under the pressure of heavy hard labor, but the only thing that remained unchanged was the belief in the gods and the desire for their mercy.

Now he saw the existence of the gods, the iron-blooded, domineering, cruel means, the powerful, unyielding, domineering power, in that great man, intertwined into a dazzling light like the gods.

When the gift that he never dreamed of landing in front of Heinrich, he did not hesitate to cling to it, and secretly swore in his heart that his body and soul would henceforth be dedicated to this great being.

With his body infused with red souls and his disciple battle banner in his hand, Heinrich instantly jumped from a human slave at the bottom to an existence that could almost be compared to the disciple powerhouse.

In this world where strength is the most respected, Heinrich used the power in his hands to loot resources and manpower, a beautiful palace stood on the original ruins, and more than a dozen slaves who were familiar to Heinrich with honest nature, loyal and honest became servants serving Kratos.

For days on end, Kratos sat in the palace, searching for the mysteries of the Crystallization of Faith, while Heinrich opened the door as if waiting for someone to arrive.

Click!

Another grain shattered into powder, and I don't know how many faith crystals Kratos has consumed during this time, and at this time, a layer of crystal powder is spread under him.

In Kratos's soul, a ball of light filled with a majestic, huge, and powerful aura, countless swords and axes condensed by battle intent were swept away by this light as soon as they entered the soul.

As if his territory had been violated, the rudiments of the supernatural powers were completely defeated before they could be formed, and Kratos was allowed to try all the methods, and under the interference of Hercules, he could not comprehend the mysteries of the supernatural powers of war.

After spending hundreds of crystals of faith, Kratos can only give up temporarily, and each soul can only comprehend one kind of supernatural power, a rule that even the gods cannot break.

After failing to comprehend the god of war, Kratos found another way to infuse all the faith in the god of war contained in the crystallization of faith and the faith contributed by the believers into the Spartan war spear.