Time is the most terrible and ruthless force, allowing species to perish and be born, and civilizations to decline and recover...... And it still flows, never stopping.

Time flies, and the years go by.

After another catastrophe, a new civilization has taken root and thrived.

The old civilization, or prehistoric civilization, that was destroyed by disasters, now only has historical value for human beings to investigate, excavate, learn, remember, and so on.

In this perilous wasteland, with the exception of a few people who still worship gods that only exist in the myths of old civilizations, most people today prefer to believe in the face of the national characters that are often published in the newspapers.

- Because the new leader of the 'Pakatan Harapan Alliance', although he regarded all gods as evil gods, banned all religious activities, and deliberately established the 'Justice Corps' to exterminate religious believers, his achievements were enough to convince most people.

Both the new farming system and the proposed expansion of the Dawn Sector's defenses have benefited most of the wasteland's wanderers so much that many are ashamed to give up on wiping their butts with the newspaper on which his face is published.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with sticking the wall to block the night wind, just in time for the leader to fulfill his promise to protect the alliance from the wind and rain.

Martyr's City is a small city located in the northernmost part of Pakatan Harapan's 'Dawn Zone'.

This fortress city had a major disaster hundreds of years ago, sacrificing many soldiers of the Alliance, and the city was full of heroes, hence the name Heroic City.

Beneath Triumph Street in the City of Martyrs, there is a hidden basement.

At this time, in the spacious and dimly lit basement, fourteen flickering candles were on the walls on all sides, dispelling the darkness and illuminating the idol in the center of the basement.

And in front of the idol, kneeling were two women draped in white veils.

The older lady had long snow-white hair, but her face was only about thirty years old, her skin was smooth and fair, her expression was focused and reverent, and she exuded a faint sense of holiness.

The woman kneeling beside her was a girl of only sixteen or seventeen years old, she seemed to be of mixed race, with long black hair scattered over her shoulders, and a pair of lake-blue beautiful eyes, a high nose bridge, fair and delicate skin, and a trace of firmness on her beautiful and slightly immature little face.

She knelt in front of the idol and recited her vows to initiate the church in an inaudible voice.

After a while, the girl slowly raised her head, with a hint of expectation and apprehension in her eyes, and said softly:

"Mistress Bylos, I've finished reciting ...... Ahem, no, I've sworn to be faithful to God, and now you see...... Huh?"

She subconsciously turned her head to look at the white-haired lady kneeling beside her, only to find that the other party was closing her eyes tightly, as if she was ...... Asleep?

"Lord Bylos?"

The girl looked stunned, and whispered again, finding that the other party had no reaction, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth slightly, and covered her forehead a little helplessly, "This Valhalla Temple is not a religion, why is the divine envoy still so lazy? Am I in the wrong place...... Mom, Mom, I want to quit ......"

"Huh?"

The white-haired lady 'Biros Emissary' moved, raised her head in a little confusion, and yawned a little before she suddenly reacted, coughed quickly, re-revealed her pious face, and asked solemnly, "Sylvie, have you finished your oath?"

"It was done a minute ago...... "The girl asked cautiously.

"Mistress Bylos, did you fall asleep just now?"

Bilos coughed slightly embarrassed, and hurriedly said:

"Nonsense, I am the most devout believer in God, how can I fall asleep in the presence of God......? It's just helping you pray to God and beg God to let you join. ”

But you yawned just now...... The girl retorted in her heart, and asked weakly, "Does the god agree?"

Of course, if you are such a devout believer, God will not refuse. Bylos nodded solemnly.

But that's not what you said before I donated to Valhalla...... The girl secretly scolded herself, and then pretended to be surprised:

"Am I a member of the Valhalla from now on?"

Bilos was silent for a moment, sat up slowly, looked at the girl with a serious expression, and said softly:

"Before I do that, I want to ask you a question, why did you join Valhalla? ”

The girl was stunned, lowered her head slightly, and bit her lower lip tightly, as if she didn't want to tell the truth.

She was silent for a long time before she whispered, "I want revenge......"

"Revenge?" Bylos asked softly, as if remembering something, "Is it for your mother, Lady Jena Arkema?"

"Yes......"

The girl whispered: "I have no talent for other professions except for my mental power, and I can't see any hope of revenge......

"Until some time ago, I overheard that the Valhalla Temple, which prevailed hundreds of years ago, can use mysterious rituals to summon the souls of the past through the medium, so as to form a heroic spirit, and the summoner only needs to have strong spiritual power, so ......"

"So, you found me and want to take revenge with the power of the Heroic Spirit?"

"Hmm......" The girl lowered her head, like a child who had done something bad.

Bylos's eyes softened a little, and he said softly:

"Then you should know that now the Alliance is trying its best to eliminate various religions, and we religious believers are evil god apostles in the eyes of the Alliance, do you understand what will happen to people like us once they are discovered?"

“...... I know. The girl whispered.

There was a hint of pity in Bilos's eyes, and he said softly:

"Once you become a believer in God, after gaining power through rituals, you often have delirium, visual hallucinations, auditory hallucinations...... Until they fall into a frenzy from which they can't extricate themselves, and finally become a true apostle of evil gods, do you understand this?"

"I know. The girl nodded slightly.

"To be a believer in God is to be the enemy of the world, are you really ready?" Bilos looked silently into the girl's eyes.

She could see that the girl in front of her had gone from cowardice and panic at the beginning, until now, only a decision without regrets remained.

The girl took a deep breath and said resolutely:

"No matter what the cost, I can bear it. ”

Biros was silent for a long time, looking at the girl in front of him, he couldn't help but be in a trance, recalling the self who knelt in front of the idol ten years ago......

She suddenly hugged the girl and whispered softly in her ear, "Good boy...... I believe that the soul of Madame Arkema will bless your ...... as well"

After a while.

"Now that you've decided, I won't say anything more. ”

Biros let go of the girl, his expression became solemn and serious, and he said in a serious tone:

"Before joining Valhalla, you must remember the name of the god we at Valhalla, the 'Pillar of the Soul of Time and Faith'. ”

"The Pillar of Time and Faith, the Soul Pillar ......"

The girl read it softly, and couldn't help muttering to herself, 'Why are the names of these gods so long, for fear of being remembered?'

Biros didn't know the girl's thoughts, but smiled and said:

"So, from now on, Miss Sylvie Arkema, you are a member of our Valhalla Temple. ”

"Thank you. ”

The girl showed a look of surprise, and then said:

"Lord Bilos Emissary, in fact, I have given up the name 'Sylvie Arkema', my mother's only wish before her death, is to let me follow the surname of my father who I have never met, and let me live by that name of Middle-earth, so you can call me 'Chen Xi' in the future. ”

"Okay, I see, you can call me Sister Biros. Bylos smiled.

The first time I saw your back, I almost called grandma...... The girl 'Chen Xi' stuck out her tongue in her heart, and said, "Sister Bilos, can I summon the Heroic Spirit now?"

"Before that, you have to know that there are three conditions that are required to summon a Heroic Spirit. ”

Biros smiled and said:

"The first is spiritual power, strong enough spiritual power can drive the summoning ritual and create a spiritual connection with the deceased souls, and at the same time, strong spiritual power can also allow your heroic spirits to exert more potential. ”

Chen Xi couldn't help but ask apprehensively, "What about my spiritual power?"

"Very outstanding. ”

Bilos smiled and touched the top of the girl's head, "At your age, you are the best spiritual power among the people I have ever met, and when you learn the spirit spell, there is still more room for improvement." ”

Chen Xi asked happily, "What about the other two conditions?"

"The second is to arrange the advent circle of the summoning ceremony, but there is one in this basement, and it can be used again. ”

"As for the third, it's the most critical condition.

"To summon the souls of the dead, you need to use the 'medium' associated with the souls!

"For example, to summon historical celebrities, you need an item related to the famous philosophers as a medium, the closer the association, the greater the likelihood of success, such as ashes, is the most direct medium. ”

"Ashes?" Chen Xi couldn't help but say happily: "I've found a suitable medium!"

"Found it?" Bylos wondered.

"Yes. ”

Chen Xi nodded, and took out a palm-sized box from the shoulder bag on his waist, the box was glowing with yellow and clear luster, and it was made of pure gold, and there were two somewhat blurred handwriting engraved on the surface of the gold box.

"The ashes in this gold box are my medium!" Chen Xi smiled and held the gold box with both hands.

"Gold box ashes?"

Stunned, Bilos asked:

"Whose medium is this? It can't be your mother's, right?

"Xiao Xi, the ritual is not something that can be summoned by any revenant, it must be an extraordinary human to be possible, either there is a certain strength in life, or it has considerable fame, and your mother is just an ordinary person, and it is impossible to succeed in summoning. ”

"Not Mom's ashes. Chen Xi shook his head, hesitated, and said in a low voice:

"This golden urn is a relic from an old civilization. ”

"Old civilization?" Bilos exclaimed, "Are you sure?"

"Well, look at the two characters on the urn, I specially asked a scholar to help me read them, it is said that this is the 'Middle Earth script' of the old civilization, and these two characters are 'forest' and 'chu'. ”

Chen Xi pointed to the handwriting on the urn and said excitedly: "I asked someone to buy this urn a few days ago, and it cost 50,000 yuan."

"At that time, I deliberately used the 'archaeological lens' containing extraordinary power to inspect it, this gold box and the ashes in it, the years have indeed been very long, I don't know how long it is, but at least thousands of years!"

"Thousands of years?"

Bilos looked at this golden urn in surprise, and couldn't help but say in surprise: "If it is really the ashes of thousands of years ago, it is very likely that they are left by the powerhouses of the 'Ancient God Era'!"

Chen Xi nodded happily and said, "Yes, yes, that's what I thought of at the time, so I bought this urn at any cost." ”

The old civilization is divided into the Age of Calamity, and the Age of the Old Gods.

In the era of calamity, the world is full of black fog of calamity, once a human person dies, the corpse will turn into a monster, even if the body of the monster is cremated, it is not the ashes of human beings, so in the era of calamity of the old civilization, it is almost impossible to have such a thing as 'human ashes'.

And in the era of the ancient gods after the calamity, human beings believed in the gods and did not dare to defile the land of the gods with corpses, only those with higher status were qualified to keep the ashes after death!

The ashes of the old civilization discovered in recent years are almost all left by the powerhouses of the ancient god era!

As for the pre-Calamity era...... That's too far away.

"The ashes of thousands of years ago, the powerhouse of the ancient gods......"

Bilos said with some excitement: "Even if the strength in life is not strong, just thousands of years of time baptism is enough to sharpen a strong potential!"

Chen Xi couldn't help but be curious: "Does the potential of the Heroic Spirit have anything to do with the length of time experienced?"

"Of course it does. ”

Bylos nodded, "The name of the deity that we honor in Valhalla is the 'Pillar of the Soul of Time and Faith,' which also represents the characteristics of the gods.

"Time is the length of the years experienced, and the longer the years experienced by the deceased, the greater the potential after becoming a Heroic Spirit!

For example, most of the philosophers and saints in history have little strength, but they will still be remembered by people after a thousand years, so once they become heroic spirits, they will become very terrifying, and they are not even inferior to the strong people of the ancient gods!"

Chen Xi was stunned.

"Of course, the heroic spirits of the ancient gods were generally strong during their lifetimes, and your current spiritual power is estimated to only show a very small part. ”

Bilos said eloquently, "Your spiritual power determines how much strength the Heroic Spirit can exert, and the years that the Heroic Spirit itself has experienced determines the upper limit of potential, and fame is the ability of the Heroic Spirit that represents the desire of the people.

"For example, my Heroic Spirit was the deputy head of the 'Sirius Legion' in Nine Star City two hundred years ago, 'Sword of Benevolence and Righteousness Dongfang Yan', Yan's strength before his death was not bad, and he was deeply loved by the people of Middle-earth, and he is still remembered by people today, and he has a history of two hundred years, so the potential is still very great. ”

Speaking of this, Bilos couldn't help but sigh and said, "It's a pity that my mental strength is not strong enough, and I haven't been able to exert even one-tenth of Yan's strength......"

"Then I'm afraid I'll play even less......" Chen Xi said helplessly.

"Your current mental power is not bad, and you can completely let the Heroic Spirit exert its ability close to the 'professional level'. ”

Bilos smiled: "I've been cultivating for ten years, and I can only let Yan exert the ability of 'professional level high rank', and you still have a lot of room for improvement, and your future achievements will definitely far surpass mine." ”

After receiving the affirmation of his seniors, Chen Xi couldn't help but nod his head with joy and longing: "Sister Biluosi, I will definitely work hard!"

"But you can't rush either. ”

Bylos admonished:

"Once delirium hallucinations occur too often, you have to stop and meditate for a while, otherwise you will destroy yourself once you fall into a frenzy from which you cannot extricate yourself. ”

"Okay, I remember. Chen Xi nodded.

"Then come with me. ”

Bilos slowly stood up and smiled:

"Summon your Heroic Spirit today. ”