"However, someone in my kingdom has done such a despicable thing as robbing tombs, and it is simply a shame to be thrown to the Primordial Holy See, and after being caught, he must be severely punished!"

Illidan said angrily, and Count Owens said immediately.

"The grave robber is dead, and his companions are all killed in the mausoleum, as if cursed, only a few slaves have escaped, one of them has brought out the oath of man and god, we are looking for him with all our might, he has been found in a small town in the province of Carlos, and is currently arguing with the church about the ownership of the personnel!"

"But that's not the most important thing, from the mouth of this slave, we got a more important news!"

Illidan VIII became interested.

"What's the news?"

Count Owens took a breath.

"They found the blood of the gods in the coffin of Helsinki, it is said that Helsinki happened to see the primordial god who traveled high in the sky, and under his pious plea, the primordial god lord sealed a drop of his divine blood in a gem and gave it to the king of mercenaries, it is with the borrowing of divine power, the king of mercenaries was able to establish a mercenary kingdom and almost dominate the southern regions!"

"And according to the slave, from the mural at that time, there was also a description of the king of mercenaries receiving the gift of the gods, they saw the appearance of the gods, and there was a passage!"

"Say what?"

"Those who drink the blood of the gods, obtain my divine power, and eventually become a descendant of the gods!"

Illidan VIII's hands tightened suddenly, and his eyes shrank.

"Find that slave for me at all costs!"

Owens became excited, didn't he come here this time just to show in front of the emperor? If you succeed, you will be able to advance your position.

"What about the Primal Curia?"

Illidan VIII waved his hand.

"Don't worry about them, the affairs of our Berit Empire can't tolerate their Primordial Sect meddling!"

Owens immediately retreated and began to act, and in addition to the Imperial Court of the Primordial Sect and the Royal Family of the Berit Empire, the major families in private, and all the hidden forces, also received the news and took action one after another.

Rumors about the blood of the gods were spread everywhere, especially the one that was a prophecy.

"Those who drink the blood of the gods, obtain my divine power, and eventually become a descendant of the gods!"

It is even more agitated that everyone can't help themselves, everyone hopes to become the blood of the gods, become a complete spokesperson of the gods, and master the power of the gods, and all of a sudden, the legend of the blood of the gods and the king of mercenaries is infinitely exaggerated, and even the children in the countryside are singing this prophecy.

Even other countries have received the news, and the forces in the Berit Empire have also begun to act, and the oath of man and god has been robbed several times on the way back to the imperial capital of the city of Banshan, countless people are acting in secret, and even the army on the border is secretly moving, and countless perspectives are cast on a subordinate province of the Berit Empire.

All of a sudden, the storm swelled, and a slave named Bailey reached everyone's ears, attracting everyone's attention, and the news that he had taken the blood of the gods from the tomb of the mercenary king also spread, and the entire province of Carlos searched for him like a whole world.

And now, in a small village in the countryside of Carlos, on the hillside, a large herd of sheep gathered to graze on the grass.

A girl who looked to be eleven or twelve years old at most was driving the flock, she was a slave of the lord, a shepherdess, wearing a rag that could not be called a garment at all, with an unknown number of patches on it, but it was very clean, her skin was slightly dark, and her face was freckled, with a girlish youthful and active atmosphere!

The sun was setting, the afterglow of the sun shone on the hillside, the sheep bleated and screamed, it was a beautiful and harmonious scenery of the countryside, but at this moment a bloodied man climbed out from the foot of the mountain.

"Jenny! Jenny! ”

When he began to drive the sheep back, he was counting the numbers, but he found his father Bailey's figure, but at this moment, Bailey was hit by an arrow in the leg, and the blood continued to seep out, looking dying!

Jenny covered her mouth in fright, quickly put down the whip, and hugged her father Bailey.

"Daddy, what's wrong with you?"

Jenny's tears seeped through her eyes, looking at the blood stains on her hands, her voice was crying.

"How...... How...... Can't stop it? ”

Bailey wanted to trade the god's blood, and all he asked for was a thousand gold coins.

With this money, he could leave his slave status, take his daughter away, buy a large field and a freeman, marry Jenny, and henceforth he might become a merchant or a craftsman, and then have a bunch of children with him and hers.

However, Bailey did not expect to be betrayed, and escaped through the window in a hurry, but was shot in the leg by an arrow, and after Bailey bandaged it simply, he rushed all the way to the village where his daughter was, and ran away for a day and a night on the road, because the companion who betrayed him knew that he had a daughter here, and he had to get here faster!

Jenny took her father by her arms and drove the sheep back to the sheepfold and to her dilapidated hut, where there was nothing in it, no bed, only a mat on the floor!

Jenny helped her father to the mat and sat down, and Bailey leaned against the wall, clutching his legs and sweating.

"No, Jenny, we must get out of here at once!"

Jenny said immediately.

"Why? We are slaves, even if we escape from here, it will be difficult for us to live, we have no land, and no one wants to accept us! ”

Bailey laughed.

"It's okay, we have this!"

Bailey took out a golden gem from his bosom, and a drop of golden-red blood rippled in it.