Ruiz struggled desperately, but was firmly grasped by the guards around him and could not move.

The black guillotine was lowered in the middle of the square, and Ruiz was pushed in front of the guillotine.

Frightened, he looked at Demps on the side, and pleaded, "Master Demps, you have caught the wrong person! I'm just sick, I'm just sick now, I'm fine, I'm really not depraved, let me go." ”

Demps was unmoved, just calmly watched as Ruiz was pressed to the guillotine, his neck stuck in the hollow in the middle of the platform, exposing his neck.

"The goddess is above, I can prove my innocence, let me go......"

Ruiz screamed in fear, tears streaming down his face.

He turned to the onlookers and called out the names of several friends and neighbors he had known before, hoping that they would intercede for him, but he saw only indifferent faces, and no one said anything.

In desperation, Ruiz looked at Demps again, his eyes were full of hatred, "I was just sick, and I was going to be well soon, but you arrested me here, said that you want to judge me, and claim to be a believer in the God of Justice, is this justice?"

"My family depends on me to earn money to support my family, and if I die, who will feed my wife and three children?"

"Do you want to see them starve to death?"

"Why are you doing this to me!"

At this point, Ruiz's eyes were bloody, mixed with tears, and he looked extremely horrible. He began to curse Demps and the church in a frenzied manner, and finally even the onlookers hated him, cursing everyone for not dying well.

In the square of Noda, only Ruiz's voice echoed.

Wren in the crowd watched all this with very mixed feelings.

However, no one present dared to speak up for Ruiz, this was not indifference, let alone death, but accustomed to this kind of thing.

Judging by Ruiz's state, anyone with the slightest insight knows that his curse has set and he has fallen.

This curse is called the "Blood Soul Curse", and it exists in the soul of every human in this world, and it is an eternal nightmare in the hearts of all people!

It is rumored that thousands of years ago—some historians believe it was about 4,000 years ago, and it is impossible to determine the exact year—but it can only be confirmed that it was at the end of the previous era, when humanity somehow angered a terrifying ancient abyssal god, and the whole race was cursed to this day.

This terrible evil god is called "Yukthorne", and he came from the abyss and has existed for an unknown number of years.

Yukthorne has been known by countless names throughout the long civilization, and many races throughout history have called him "the demon of all demons", "the whisperer", "the source of fear", "the ruler of the abyss", "the demon of a thousand throats", "the unspeakable god", etc., and humans usually call him "the lord of darkness"!

As the head of the four abyssal evil gods, the curse that the Lord of Darkness has placed cannot be solved at all.

The Blood Soul Curse usually lurks in the souls of humans, and it seems normal.

However, when people are in a weakened state, or when they are emotionally out of control due to setbacks, the curse can take advantage of the trigger and cause an evil whisper to be heard.

This terrible sound seemed to come from the abyss, gradually making people crazy and losing their minds.

Therefore, the curse of the blood soul is also called "the whisper of the Lord of Darkness", and whoever is tempted by this whisper cannot be called a "man", but a "fallen".

Their souls are polluted by the "evil energy" that originates from the abyss, and even if they are killed, their souls will fall into the abyss, becoming slaves and minions of the evil gods, and there will be no salvation for eternity.

When the Blood Soul Curse is attacked, it will lead to the greatest malice in people's hearts, and do the craziest and most terrible things.

To avoid inflicting more damage, there is no choice but to kill the Fallen.

Thousands of years ago, humans were born with great strength and a long lifespan, not much worse than elves and dwarves, and lived in settlements in remote areas. But after being cursed, humans began to kill each other, and in just a hundred years, the population plummeted to only one-tenth of its original size!

The most terrifying thing is that the Blood Soul Curse will be passed on to the next generation through the bloodline.

Every baby is already cursed at birth, and the baby is weak-willed, very easy to become a degenerate, and even if it grows up by chance, the body is very weak.

After a few generations, the life expectancy of human beings has been greatly reduced, and very few people have lived past the age of 70.

Moreover, human beings have also lost their powerful talents, their bodies have rapidly deteriorated, and their sensitivity to various supernatural powers has become dull, no matter how hard they try, they are not comparable to other races, and there are no top powerhouses.

From the end of the previous epoch to the beginning of the new epoch, a millennium-long dark period saw humanity on the verge of extinction.

During the Dark Ages, humanity tried various ways to combat the Blood Soul Curse.

Eventually, it was discovered that consuming an herb called "Soul Eater" was able to combat the Blood Soul Curse and reduce the chance of the curse attacking.

Soul Eater itself is a highly poisonous plant, the toxin acts directly on the soul, and only a very small amount of food will not cause death, but it is also very painful, comparable to torture. Although the Soul Eater Grass could not lift the Blood Soul Curse, it did not allow the human body to continue to degenerate, which then led to the extinction of the race.

After thousands of years of confrontation and struggle, humanity has finally survived.

Then, humanity was blessed by misfortune.

The soul torture that has lasted for nearly a thousand years has given humans a talent that can fuse other souls and obtain special abilities from various beasts, monsters, monsters, insects, and even demons.

All life in the world, as long as it has a soul, can be adopted by human beings for their own use, and cultivated and strengthened.

Through the method of fusing souls and combining different abilities, humans have developed dozens of transcendent classes.

About 3,000 years ago, the world's first transcendent beings were born, a "wizard" who cast spells with the power of the soul, and then more than 200 years later, a group of sun knights who believed in the sun god "Geon" established the first human country "Ramon Kingdom" in the "Black-Afeldland Continent"!

As a result, the world of Ehrenus ushered in a new era for mankind, which has been 2528 years ago.

Despite this, no matter how glorious the civilization humanity has created, how many powerful enemies it has defeated, and how much rich territory it has ruled, the curse of the blood soul has not been lifted, and it cannot be shaken off like the gangrene of the appendage.

No matter which country, city, or settlement of mankind is, every day there are people who become crazy degenerates due to curses, causing countless tragedies.

The Blood Soul Curse is always a lingering nightmare in people's hearts!

Wren remembered the nightmare he had when he was unconscious, and he couldn't help but be terrified.

He was at his weakest at the time, and if it weren't for the protection of his mobile phone, he would have gone crazy by now.

Ruiz was not so lucky, he said that he was just sick and that he was already well, but no one would believe it.

Weak patients are the most susceptible to curse attacks, almost half of the degenerate are patients, and the other half are sixty percent elderly, because the elderly have poor constitution and weak will, and are very easy to be cursed to take advantage of the weakness.

So there are very few old people among the human race, because none of them lived to be seventy years old, and they fell before that.

"Your wife and children are dead. ”

Temples spoke suddenly, and his voice resounded throughout the square for everyone to hear.

Ruiz's scolding stopped abruptly, and Demps continued: "You killed your wife with your own hands last night, and you strangled three children to death, remember?"

"I didn't, I ......," Ruiz retorted subconsciously, and then seemed to remember something terrible, with a look of remorse and pain on his face.

Gradually, his expression became distorted, his eyes filled with an eerie black, and a shuddering aura emanated.

"Hahaha......"

A burst of maniacal laughter came from Ruiz's mouth, and the sound was very uncomfortable to listen to, and I felt dizzy.

"Shut up, demon!"

Temple's voice rang in people's ears, and there was a strange power in the voice, which made people's hearts refreshed, and they immediately returned to normal.

Ruiz on the guillotine desperately opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, like a drowning man.

His body suddenly emitted a faint black gas, his limbs writhed and swelled abnormally, and his flesh and bones turned into a terrifying mess of mud like knots, trying to break free.

A series of strange characters appeared on the silver chain, firmly binding Ruiz, like an invisible cage, even the black qi on his body was locked, and there was no escape.

People watched this scene in fear and involuntarily took a few steps back.

It was the first time Wren had seen the Fallen go crazy, and he wanted to see more clearly, so he turned on the camera with a thought.

The scene changes in view, and everything is clear.

Wren was amazed to realize that he could see more than just super vision.

In his eyes, the heads of everyone around him became illusory, and he was able to see through their flesh and bones, straight inside, where there was a hazy light.

Wren subconsciously guessed: "This is the soul of a human being?"

His gaze swept around the crowd, and then he was very sure that his guess was correct, and said secretly: "I can actually see the soul directly!"

On closer inspection, Wren found that everyone's soul is different.

The most significant difference is the color of the soul, red, white, yellow, green, blue, all kinds of colors, and it is constantly changing, as if it changes with people's emotions.

The second is that the size of the soul is also different, the larger soul makes Wren feel stronger, and the smaller soul feels weaker.

This can be distinguished by the Holy Sword squires in the square.

The soul of each of the Holy Sword attendants was much stronger than the souls of the onlookers, at least half the size, and more solid. The souls of the citizens were mostly weak, and some of them were even damaged, flickering like candles in the wind, as if they would be extinguished at any moment.

Finally, Wren looked at Demps in the square and was stunned.

Demps's soul was so powerful that even the Holy Sword Squire was several levels different from him in terms of size and texture.

Not to mention ordinary people, the gap between them and Demps is like fireflies and bright moons.

Demps's soul was like a white light, and Wren felt a strong will, and a lake-like calm.

In addition, Demps's soul has an internal structure, like an onion wrapped in a layer, from the outside to the inside, there are a total of five layers, the further you go inside, the stronger the texture, and the soul power is surging in it.

In the depths of the innermost soul core, Wren saw three strange abstract patterns.

The three patterns are different, two large and one small, and have their own morphological characteristics, like different souls, and then the three souls merge together.

"This is supposed to be the element of the soul, and each element represents a power. ”

Wren was surprised, but also surprised.

He knew very well what it meant to be able to see souls directly, especially for humans who fused souls to gain power.

Wren then looked at Ruiz on the guillotine.

Ruiz's soul was also different, the whole soul was pitch black, like smoke, almost spreading out of his head, even with the naked eye, the black qi on his body could be seen.

The black soul was constantly expanding, twisting, and wriggling, and tangled tentacles emerged outward, like living creatures. In the center of the soul, a pair of scarlet eyes loomed, twitching rapidly.

Wren just glanced at Ruiz's soul and felt a wave of madness and evil, and he almost lost his mind.

"The souls of the fallen are truly terrifying, and they are dangerous just by looking at them. ”

At this time, under the gaze of the people, Demps stepped forward and drew the sword in his hand, the silver blade flashed with cold light, and the broad blade was engraved with characters on both sides. His lips moved, as if he had recited a spell that made the characters on the sword brighter.

"In Tirel's name, I, Demps Bill, hereby sentence you to death. May your soul escape from the abyss, redeem yourself, and return to the kingdom of God. ”

Temples read the verdict aloud, then raised his silver sword above his head.

Wren wanted to turn his head away from the bloody scene. For him, who lived in a peaceful society in his previous life, the impact of watching the decapitation up close was still too great.

However, he found that everyone around him was looking at the guillotine intently, whether it was adults or teenagers, women and children, people's expressions were a little impatient, and there was some fanaticism in their eyes, as if they were enjoying a wonderful drama.

The color of their souls also slowly turns red, which indicates emotion.

Wren couldn't help but feel in his heart, it turned out that watching other people's beheadings was a daily entertainment activity for people in this world.

If you turn your head and don't look at it, it will look too different.

Wren could only watch with wide eyes, and with a flash of silver light, Temple's sword slashed down at a speed that was beyond the reach of the naked eye.

Ruiz's head fell to the ground, blood splattering out, staining the black guillotine a new shade of red. The headless corpse was still writhing, and after a few hours, it finally stopped, reverting to a bloody mass of corpses, and the terrifying aura quickly dissipated.

The crowd of onlookers let out a sigh of satisfaction, then shook their heads in silence and slowly dispersed.

Wren stood there, motionless, as if frightened by the sight of the beheading.

He was indeed a little frightened, a living person had his head cut off in front of his eyes, and the shock of the image made him feel a little disgusting and a little novel.

However, what shocked Wren the most was that after Ruiz was beheaded, he "watched" a black light fly out of the head on the ground, which was supposed to be Ruiz's soul.

It was originally just floating upwards, but suddenly it turned, and the moth flew towards itself like a flame.

Before he could react, maybe in the blink of an eye, this black light came in through his eyes and then disappeared.

Wren froze and almost died of fright.

Ruiz is a degenerate, his soul is polluted by evil energy, it is not a good thing, it stands to reason that he should fall into the abyss, become a slave of the abyss evil god, and now he has got into his own head, what will be the result?

What if someone else finds out?

That Holy Swordsman Demps is still here!

Wren was frightened for a long time, but he didn't dare to make any move, for fear that Demps would notice something unusual, and then slash at him with a sword.

Fortunately, Demps apparently couldn't see the soul, and he ordered the guards to burn the body, then put away the bloodied silver sword and return to the church.

It wasn't until most of the crowd of onlookers dispersed that Wren breathed a sigh of relief and found that his back was already wet with cold sweat.

He quickly checked his body and immediately noticed an abnormality.

On the illusory interface, the power of the mobile phone has skyrocketed by eight bars, with a total power of 16%, and at the same time, there seems to be a force in the body, which makes me have unlimited energy, and my whole body is itchy and swollen, and I can't wait to find a place to vent this power immediately.

Wren was surprised and delighted, and probably guessed what was going on: "I can absorb other people's souls to recharge?"