There is only one kind of clothing in the world that does not need to be sewn and needlework.

Shroud.

Countless good young people bravely resisted the orcs, just so that one day they could live a peaceful life and return to their hometown to marry the beautiful girl waiting for them.

But nine times out of ten, she turned into a ghost under the orc butcher's knife, and the girl learned the song, and still chose wild vegetables in the village, waiting for her favorite.

On the plains that day, Brandi's bloody raven harvested the souls of countless human soldiers, turned into a peerless sword, and swept towards Ferrante.

Ferrante, on the other hand, shattered the phantom of the god of war behind him, poured his power into the long sword in his hand, and fought against the souls of countless soldiers with the power of one person.

The two of them did not dodge or dodge, and the forces that caused the heavens and the earth to change some color collided together.

In this battle, both sides lost.

The soldiers on both sides of the plain battlefield were affected by the aftermath of the two and suffered heavy casualties.

Ferrante saved his life because of the jade sun, and Brandi survived because of a gold coin.

A year later, the orcs stopped their offensive and the humans took a breather, leaving only a small amount of mutual harassment on the front lines of both sides.

The orcs finally won the territory of the four provinces in the North Continent and stabilized their foothold, although the human beings hated itchy, but they had no choice but to silently admit this result, and then work hard to restore their strength.

Brandi returned to Nanlu to recuperate, and the gold coin was bounced to him when Cassia boarded Nanlu and left, and he kept it on his body, because the gold coin and the long sword were one of the few things that could remind him that he was a human being.

Brandi didn't know if it was the gold coin that saved him, but the powerful backlash on the battlefield cost him both legs as a price for his life.

Before recuperating, Brandi proposed one last motion to the Orc Thirteen Clan Council: to encourage the orcs to move north, settle in the four provinces of the northern part of the Southern Continent and even the Northern Continent, and establish living quarters.

Brandi proved that he was always right with decades of action, and the Council of the Thirteen Orcs agreed to his proposal, and soon began to implement it.

Early in the morning, Ferrante pushed open the window and breathed in the fresh air, and the recuperation of more than a year made him feel a lot more at ease, at least in the past few decades of his career, the smell of blood that surrounded the tip of his nose had faded.

Looking at the birds in the garden, he smiled rarely, time waits for no one, he is no longer young.

In these days, Sophia has been helping him with political affairs, and the empire has abolished the privileges of the nobility, borrowing from the style of Dunn, the deputy speaker of the United Kingdom's parliament, and adopting an evaluation system to appoint officials.

The Empire's institutional problems were solved, which is why Ferrantken retreated into the background and recuperated in peace.

After watching the morning light for a while, Ferranche dispelled the urge to pray to the god of light, sat down at the table and took out the jade sun that the teacher had left for him.

There were two terrifying cracks on the jade sun, as if they would shatter at the slightest touch.

Ferrante knew that it had saved his life.

With peace in her heart, Ferrante communicated with Jade Sun as usual, but still did not receive any feedback.

"Teacher ......"

He shook his head, since the battle with Brandy, the power of light in his body has been decreasing, and the power of the god of war has increased by a large margin.

Although the conflict between the two was becoming more and more obvious, with these two forces, he actually broke through all the way to the level of an eighth-level magician.

"I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse......

Ferrante sighed, got up and walked out of the room.

As an atypical believer, he had been thinking about the gods a year ago.

Above the eighth level is the ninth level, and above the ninth level?

He had been thinking about this for a year, and with the power of two gods, he could understand the details of the increase in strength better than Alena.

Strength is supreme, this is the principle that Ferrante has always adhered to since he broke with his father.

That's why he chose to establish the Solan Empire in order to save Sophia from staying in the inquisition, and only if he is strong enough can he give a better life to the people he loves.

Just like at this time, his own strength and power have been obtained, and he wants to be with Sophia forever, age and death have become his next goals that need to be challenged.

When it comes to life and death, who can live forever?

Only the gods.

Only when you see the gods can you have the opportunity to close the door of death and even ascend to the kingdom of God.

Because he knew very well that he was not religious.

It was a bold idea, but a king and an eighth-level magician, he was qualified to try such a blasphemous.

Faith, this is the only way Ferrante can think of, so he began to vigorously promote the God of War belief in the Empire, relying on his own experience and the great war between orcs and humans, to spread the idea of the God of War.

For a time in the Solan Empire, the belief in the god of war was no less prosperous than the light belief of Kaiadir.

After another year, Ferrante announced to the entire Hokuriku that he would take over as the first pope of the God of War Church.

The United Kingdom was the first to send a congratulatory message, followed by the three principalities of eastern Northland.

Only Kaiadir did not move, the Church of Light remained as if it had not heard the news, and Pope Alena did not express any opinion except for the recent instability of her whereabouts.

Subsequently, in a grand ceremony that bordered on miracles, Ferrante became the second person after the Iron King in ancient times to truly combine divine power and royal power.

Perhaps, in a sense, he still inherited the mantle of his father Rono.

The Solan Empire began to build a large number of temples of the god of war, and in front of the main hall of the palace, a huge statue of the god of war was erected there, and the face of the god of war was blocked by a helmet, revealing only a pair of eyes that were wide open.

If you look closely, you will find a trace of Ferrante, but here, even if it is a stone statue, who dares to look directly at the gods.

The convergence of the beliefs of countless people made Ferrante feel that the power of the god of war in his body had been significantly improved.

Especially those people in the army, they are decisive on the battlefield, how firm their will is, and they are naturally extremely pious to their beliefs.

In Cassia words: a top two.

Finally, at noon one day, Ferrante withdrew everyone and locked himself in the main hall of the Church of the God of War.

He had already touched the threshold of the ninth-level magician, and although he hadn't stepped over, he could also feel the power that seemed to be there, the power called faith.

That power always condenses and dissipates, disappearing between the vast world and the world.

In the main hall, Ferrante knelt in front of the idol in armor, slashed his palm with a long sword, and smeared blood on the breastplate.

The prayer is not as peaceful and magnificent as the prayer of light, but full of firm faith and unyielding courage, sonorous and powerful.

Ferrante slowly closed his eyes, and after a long time, he felt that he and Sears were one, and everything in the city was completely visible.

The power of faith enveloped him, and he was sure once again that this method was the right one.

Ferrante's soul gradually calmed down, feeling the power of faith, trying to merge herself with it.

The feeling was so wonderful that he almost lost himself several times and was assimilated by the power of faith.

In a sea of dark gold, Ferrante wandered for an unknown amount of time, and finally, a huge ball of light appeared in his field of vision.

As the light group got closer and closer, Ferrante's consciousness became weaker and weaker, and finally his eyes went dark, and he was pushed into the light group by the power of faith.

......

"Huh?"

In the space of knowing the sea, Cassia turned his head to look into the distance.

"You dare to do this at level eight, you are really a fool. ”

Cassia shook his head, retracting his gaze and continuing his work.

The decades-long wars in the Atlantic world have greatly increased his strength, especially the war between the orcs and humans, and his life force has become a large lake.

The power of faith is also constantly being integrated, and the power of the world is constantly being seized by him.

By now, he had completely mastered thirty percent of the authority of the Atlanta world, which was a real mastery, and he didn't need to borrow the help of the cyan light cluster.

And after changing some special effects, his sea awareness space also has some of the appearance of the kingdom of God.

What he is doing now is trying to merge the sea space with the Atlanta world.

In this way, the kingdom of God establishes a connection with the world, and the power of faith flows into the world through the infection of the kingdom of God, and it is very likely that it can awaken those sleeping ordinary souls, and ordinary people will no longer be sleeping soul light clusters after death, but will awaken into conscious spirits.

However, not everyone has the opportunity to wake up, and in a more modern explanation, it is: if you have an obsession, you will become a ghost.

There is also the fact that Alena has already touched that threshold, as the first generation of pious divine art inheritors, Alena has already entered the level of the ninth level many years ago.

If she breaks through again, enters the kingdom of God with a soul state, and ascends to the throne of God, Cassia can directly increase her possession of world authority by one percent.

This is also one of the reasons why he wants to merge Zhihai and Atlanta as soon as possible.

It was also at this time that Ferrante had the opportunity to take advantage of a loophole and forcibly entered here with his eighth-level strength.

Seeing that there was still a little bit to be done, in the distance, in the golden lake of the life force, Ferrante's figure emerged from the water.

Cassia raised an eyebrow, and the figure disappeared in place.

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