This thing is their heart, and the only thing that can be assured of their death. We call it the Divine Source. One is because this is the foundation of God, and the other is that we can improve our physical fitness by taking the divine source. ”

"Take?"

There were still people who couldn't help but shout, but immediately covered their mouths and looked around, for fear of being beaten up by the "old man" around them.

"Yes, the Divine Source can be eaten raw, just like ...... jelly-like. It's just that it doesn't have any taste, it melts in your mouth, and it can be used as food when necessary......"

"Of course, this needs to be if you are rich enough."

Tang Guang seemed to have made a joke, but the newcomers didn't understand, and only the old people around him smiled.

"The Divine Source is extremely fragile, as long as we split open the enemy's chest and send the skeleton knife into the Divine Source, we will basically declare the enemy's death...... Of course, we usually make up for it after stabbing it to make sure it's safe. ”

"Yes, the skeleton ......"

"They are our enemies and have inflicted incalculable casualties on us. But it is also our most important resource, and our most important supply. ”

"For example, their divine sources can improve our physical fitness, and there may even be a chance to increase the strength of your divine spells."

"Another example is the skeleton knife I have in my hand."

All the newcomers' eyes looked at Tang Guang's other hand, which was a straight, unfettered dark long knife.

"It's made of their bones."

"The only one who can kill God is God Himself."

Tang Guang said indifferently, "This is the truth passed down from the Twelve Palaces, we steal the power of the gods and use it to kill them, and we also use their hearts and bones to build ourselves into a powerful weapon to kill them." ”

"In fact, the latter two are the best value for money. But the former can often bloom with incredible power when they are evenly matched, or when their fate is hanging by a thread. ”

In layman's terms, the former is fundamental, and the spell is a miracle. Your own miracles, and we believe in miracles, and miracles are everywhere. ”

"According to our countless years of research, they also have a hierarchical symbolic symbol."

"From the lowest to the highest, we speculate that the hierarchy of gods is likely to be divided into seven levels: two-winged, four-winged, six-winged, eight-winged, ten-winged, twelve-winged, and twelve zodiac gods."

"This will naturally come to you when you meet the gods in the future, and when they release their power, they will show the corresponding number of wings in their pupils."

"On the other hand, our natal prophecies are also divided into seven levels, from low to high, which are divided into F, E, D, C, B, A, and S."

"By the way, there's one more thing I forgot to mention." Tang Guang rubbed his throat and coughed lightly. It seemed like he hadn't said so much in a long time.

"The degree of absorption of the divine source is also divided into the above seven levels according to each person's own situation. We call it this ...... Talent, for divinity. ”

"Divinity not only determines the degree of absorption, but also greatly affects the strength of your natal prophecy. To put it simply, a guy with a strong natal prophecy is not necessarily high in divinity. But the guy with a high divinity must have a strong natal prophecy. ”

Tang Guang exhaled, "Okay, I've finished what I should say." Here, on behalf of me personally, I would like to welcome you once again to the family of the Twelve Halls. ”

"I wish you all...... Live long. ”

The projection came to an abrupt end with Tang Guang bowing slightly.

Bai Qiu'an twisted his somewhat sore neck, and then looked at Yu Dinghai who was directly opposite.

"I think this Tang Guang is pretty good, not as indifferent as you said before...... Just take care of the dragon boat and the like. Bai Qiu'an complained twice, and he still looked at Tang Guang quite pleasantly.

"Didn't I say it before, it was all said by the old guy who brought me up before. I'm just repeating it in accordance with tradition. What kind of outline are you giving me here? ”

Yu Dinghai pursed his lips and yawned. Although his face was still pale, his spirit had obviously recovered a lot.

"Speaking of you, the divine source...... Boost physical strength. ”

Bethune was a little speechless and stopped.

"Don't worry, Jujujiro is not a problem!"

Yu Dinghai looked proud, and Bai Qiu'an's face was slightly dark.

"I'm talking about whether I can block bullets or something."

"Yes, invulnerability can still be done to a certain extent."

"Uh...... Can you really do it thirteen times? ”

"I can, anyway!"

"Cut, so you've been like this twenty times now?"

"Boy, don't take my words."

Although the two people don't communicate a lot along the way, in an unfamiliar environment, in a group of strange people. Bai Qiu'an still unconsciously developed a sense of intimacy with Yu Dinghai.

The train finally stopped, and as soon as the group got off the train, they changed into a big truck and continued on their way. The wasteland seems to have no bounds.

Bethune sat at the outermost edge of the truck, looking through the curtain at the dragon boat that was getting farther and farther away. It was as if the eyes were flowering, and the dragon boat disappeared in front of him.

"Yu ...... Sir, the Dragon Boat is gone! ”

Bai Qiu'an patted Yu Dinghai with a shocked face. Not only Bethuan, but also many people found the dragon boat that suddenly disappeared.

"Rare and weird ......"

Yu Dinghai didn't look up, squinting his eyes and leaning against the bumpy cold car barricade.

"Where did it go?"

"I don't know." Yu Dinghai's tone was perfunctory.

"I really don't know."

"This little trick doesn't work."

Yu Dinghai was unmoved.

And Bai Qiu'an listened to the newcomers who also found this phenomenon around him, and the irritable old man simply rewarded him with two punches, and the calmer ones were similar to Yu Dinghai, and they didn't pay attention to the newcomers at all.

In short, it was all in vain.

A group of newcomers are full of curiosity and finally arrive at their destination. The truck slowed down, honking occasionally, and then a burst of shouting.

The driver greeted the old people, laughed and cursed each other, and drove all the way into the depths of the camp.

For a moment, Bethune felt as if he had returned to the world he knew. Completely lost the oppressive atmosphere on the dragon boat, it became humane and noisy.

Bethune's gaze begins from the back of the car, like the key to the opening of the curtain of a musical and dance drama. A point, a line, a surface, and then what emerges in front of us is a living world.

The truck was no longer bumpy, and there was a flat dirt road underfoot. Under the instruction of Yu Dinghai, the curtain of the truck was opened by Bethune and the newcomer opposite.

On both sides of the road are two rows of two- and three-storey red brick buildings from the seventies and eighties. A row of balcony aisles that stretch outward, with duvet covers, shirts, skirts, and ...... There is also lingerie.