Decades before the miracle began, disaster struck.

Since leaving the continent of Abel, the war between the blood and the humans has continued, with plagues, curses, and monsters raging in Canaan. Even the exorcists of the Northern Church have no way to get rid of these monsters.

So the Holy See in the south of Oroban trained countless warriors to fight against the monsters, and they were armed with silver swords and muskets like exorcists, vowing to exterminate all monsters, including the Bloods. They are the "Dawn Army" that symbolizes the dawn of mankind.

They bravely fought with wild beasts and monsters, burned down the castles of the Bloodborn, and exterminated countless demons. The banner of "Dawn" was planted all over the continent of Aurorban, and it seemed that the dawn of humanity was really coming.

Only the exorcist remained silent......

They know the nature of Dawn, they are just killing machines driven by human desires, without the slightest consideration of good or evil, and even those Bloods who hunger strike for peace have been slaughtered by them.

Finally, one day, a nightmare struck. In order to hold on to his beliefs, Daybreak turns the finger on the humans who are tormented by the curse. They saw reclusive maidens as shrine maidens and burned their bodies to ashes at the stake. And for those cities that are ravaged by the plague, it is difficult to escape their clutches.

"Who is that monstrous beast?"

As the light shone on the northern lands, the legendary exorcist Delimog rose up and led his disciples to join the slaughter, going deep into the beast's cave to eliminate the calamity, and then turning to resist the Daybreaker Legion, blinded by faith.

All of this seemingly futile effort has never stopped. Unlike the ruthless Legion of Daybreak, the exorcists have experienced countless adventures of life and death, and they know that human nature and beast nature are not separate from each other, monsters also have emotions, and humans also have the bestial nature to become "demons".

But the storm of justice can hardly dispel the haze of war.

Finally, one day, the Creator opened his eyes. The white light shone on the Canaan continent for three days and three nights, and even the sun seemed dim. Humanity fell asleep in the light of the light, and the angel led the still sane tribes of the Bloods out of Canaan and into the "Land of the Broken" - Vlaktu.

The Creator once inflicted endless divine punishment on the sinner Cain. He didn't want to see his creations kill each other anymore, so he stopped the movement of time and space, returned everything to order, and created a new life for everything.

And human beings are like having a long nightmare, and after waking up from the dream, they can only vaguely remember the image of the alien race, and since then, the alien race only exists in the legends of mankind.

The Creator could no longer protect this brilliant world, and before he left, he used his power to give the last gift to all species,

[That is the "divinity"]

Can Vicilia be unfamiliar with Moran's previous words, "divinity"? If you heard it right, it means "God's gift" in the Messalam.

"By 'divinity', did the Creator give all his power to all things in the world?" Her eyes were fixed on Moran's face, anxiously awaiting an answer.

"Almost all powers, they manifest themselves in different forms, such as the powerful influence of the humans, the elemental power of the Celestials, the creativity of the dwarves, the strong physical strength of the Lykos, and of course, the mysterious power of the Bloodline."

Vicky was very dissatisfied with her answer, but the most critical part was brushed over by her few words, "mysterious power"? Rather than describe it like this, it is better not to say it at all!

"At this time, you still sell off, what do you mean by 'mysterious power'?" She asked.

"To be honest, I don't have many Misarians, but this power definitely does not refer to immortality or immense power. Different tribes hold different divinities, and individual people may even have different abilities. For you, 'super-speed' may be your divinity. Moran explained to Vickyrico.

In other words, it is not a normal physiological reaction that has maintained her strong strength in battle, but a talent given to her by her ancestors. Vicky was a little hard to believe for a while, could it be that the "divine power" that was enough to compose legends in the eyes of people actually lived in the lives of all things?

"In any case, it seems like this at the moment, divinity is a part of your body, and just like bones, muscles, and internal organs, you can slowly master its laws by honing them constantly. In the long run you will learn to control it, but remember that divinity must not be abused, or the beast will devour you. ”

Mogonolia's words were not alarmist, and Viklico herself felt her consciousness blurring after ingesting an overdose of blood potions. Bloodlust was definitely not a long-term solution for training divinity, and she had to find a way to skillfully harness her divinity while remaining awake.

"So that means that Draenor, Jeanne, and Cooper also have divinities of their own blood, right?" Vicilico quickly seized the opportunity to ask Moran.

"Of course, Mr. Draenor's race is a bit vague at the moment, no longer Canaanite, not exactly a Lycos, and his divinity is not clear to me. But I'm sure of the dwarven ingenuity and the physical strength of the Lycos. ”

Moran was a little impatient with the lengthy question-and-answer question, and although it didn't show it obviously, Vekily changed the subject since she couldn't ask any more answers.

"By the way, you said you were going to ask us about the 'Blood of the Great King'." Vikily is no longer dwelling on the previous topic, and the first priority is to find the clue to lift the curse rather than improving her abilities.

Moran nodded, stood up, walked over to a spacious tent, and said something inside. I saw a young man walking out tremblingly with an old man in his arms.

The old man was wrapped in a loose blanket, and although the Lycos lived a long life, they aged rapidly from the age of three hundred, and most of them lived to be about four hundred years old. But from the ravine-crisscrossed face, you can guess that he is at least five hundred years old.

"This is the oldest of the Bedouins, Abd Rahman, and next to him is his grandson Aziz. This young man is very smart, he learned five languages in just one month, and he can translate for you for me. Moran said as he helped the young man sit down on the bench with the old man.

The old man Aboud said a few words, and the young man cleared his mind and translated to Viklico, "Heroes of the Outland, welcome to you, you have brought hope to the Bedouins, I am Aboud, and I will do my best to help you." ”

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