"It's not. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Su Mo shook his head, with a strange look on his face.

Passing through the small village, he didn't plan to make Dylan a death knight, he just valued Dylan's talent and planned to plant a seed.

I didn't expect this thing to answer Su Mo like that, which made him speechless.

At that time, Su Mo did not leave, but at night, there was an inexplicable upheaval, and Su Mo simply made this imp with good talent and experience very suitable to become a death knight.

From now on, the original Dylan can be said to be completely dead, lying on the ground, and when he wakes up in the future, it will not be Dylan, but the death knight who belongs to Su Mo.

After being unconscious for a while, the rain in the sky became heavier.

Dylan regained his senses, looked around in some confusion, and then with a look of hatred in his eyes, he threw the short sword in his hand to the ground and walked into the villager's house.

Looting the money and belongings of the villagers' homes one by one, and pouring oil on the corpses, Dylan looked at the corpses all over the ground, clenched his fists, threw the torches on the corpses, watched the corpses gradually burn, and ran out of the village without looking back after a while.

He knew that although he had given up everything to become a death knight with the mysterious voice, he was not strong enough to fight those black knights, and if it weren't for the strength that death would give him, he would have died long ago.

Not long after Dylan left the village, there was a sound of horses' hooves, and those who had left the black riders rushed back again, looking at the corpses of the black riders and the raging fire next to them, the red light in the eyes of the black rider leader became even more dangerous.

Heavy rain obscured the trail left behind by Dylan's departure, and after searching for no clues, the black riders left the village, turning this otherwise bustling village into the legendary "Strange Place".

In the torrential rain, Dylan struggled to move forward, and wanted to fall to the ground countless times, but every time he ran out of strength, a warm current would appear out of nowhere, filling his limbs and bones, just like the feeling of killing someone.

This warm current gave Dylan the courage to go on again, but Dylan also felt that the warm current gushing out was constantly decreasing.

I'm afraid there's not much left.

"Death Knight, gain power through killing and dying, it's good, I love it!" Dylan wasn't a dirt bun who didn't understand it at all, and after a few city visits, he could still tell something after reading some books.

The face that had completely faded from immaturity, and the rain kept flowing, Dylan wiped his eyes and continued to move on.

The sky was getting brighter, and the arrival of the day did not make this heavy rain end, it continued to fall, and the power obtained by the four black riders killed seemed to have been consumed, and Dylan's steps in the heavy rain became heavier and heavier.

Suddenly, Dylan stopped, turned sharply, and looked at the person behind him.

Behind him, I don't know when there was an extra person, wearing a black robe, wide sleeves, blood-colored patterns, with a hood, and the whole body was hidden, making people wonder if this was just a robe flying in the air.

The rain did not fall on the people in the slightest, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking it.

"You're ......" Dylan took two steps back in a row.

"I am the messenger of the primordial god." Su Mo opened his mouth to speak, his voice overlapping and accentuating, which made Dylan's ears buzz.

"That voice, is that you?" Dylan asked, "You made me a Death Knight?" ”

"It's me." Su Mo said, "You are the one who was chosen by the Primordial God and gave you strength. ”

Dylan let out a sigh, knelt directly on the ground, leaned down and said, "Lord Messenger." ”

In the world of the gods, even most legends will have a sense of reverence for the gods, after all, the gods are real and powerful.

For a "native" like Dylan, believing in gods is not a choice at all, especially after experiencing a drastic change and facing the messenger who has chosen his own gods, Dylan's reaction is normal.

"Very well, Death Knight, your faith, the Primordial God has felt it." Su Mo said, but this was not a lie.

Su Mo could clearly feel that another special force was converging.

This power arose from Dylan's pious emotions and transformed into a power that was the same as the god of power, but not the same.

Su Mo could feel that while this power was growing, the primordial power was also changing, becoming more chaotic and profound. However, this change does not mean that it is bad, as the depth of the pond is deepening, the color of the water is changing, and more and more can be accommodated.

"Is the path to godhood......

It's just that after condensing for less than a second, this special divine power seemed to have been suppressed by something, and dissipated on its own, as if it had never existed at all.

Su Mo's brows furrowed slightly, although his strength is not strong now, he will definitely not be inferior to those gods at the level, why does this condensed divine power dissipate directly?

"Sure enough, in this world, becoming a god is not so simple." Su Mo said secretly in his heart, looked at Dylan in front of him and said, "Get up." ”

Dylan stood up, his face as cold as a stone.

Su Mo could feel the emotions in his heart, his crazy belief in himself, or the Primordial God, whose name he had never heard before.

It's like a drowning person grasping the last straw, and he won't let go of his emotions no matter what. It's a pity that now that Dylan's power of faith has gathered, it can no longer become a long-lasting divine power.

Of course, Su Mo didn't care, although the divine power could not be condensed, but the generation of divine power just now made some changes in the original power, as long as Su Mo was willing, he could now transform the original power into divine power, including the divine power of the god of power, as well as the "original divine power" that flashed away just now.

These powers, which are no different from the divine powers of the gods of this world, have been completely integrated into the power of this world.

In this way, while Su Mo's soul is growing, he will not be rejected because he comes from another world and does not belong to this world.

The disadvantage of fighting away will be slowly eliminated, and when Su Mo's soul is strong to a certain extent, he can bring over his "sleeping" body.

"Emissary, is there anything I need to do?" Seeing that the messenger of the primordial god had been floating without speaking, Dylan couldn't help but ask.

"Something, you have to remember." Su Mo said, "The Four Knights of the Apocalypse are the knights under the command of the Primordial God, and you are the death knights of this year. ”

"Understood." Dylan nodded heavily.

"In addition to you, there are famine, pestilence, and war, and when you meet in the future, you will naturally recognize each other. Plague and War are being tested. ”

"Uh-" Dylan hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "Shouldn't the plague and the war be two?" ”

"Stupid!" Su Mo said unceremoniously, "It is basic common sense that there are five of the four knights. ”

"Yes—yes!" Dylan didn't think it was basic common sense, but what the Emissary said was definitely right.

After being reprimanded, Dylan's mood was a little lighter.

At least the messenger in front of him is not as lofty as he seems on the surface, and there is no human touch. In any case, even a fanatic cannot expect others to treat him with such absolute haughty, and fanatics also yearn for the generosity, kindness, and gentleness of the gods.

"Starting today, ditch your old name. From now on, your name will be Arthas, and the entire continent of the gods will tremble because of this name. Su Mo's voice was accented again.

"Arthas!"

Dylan feverishly recited the name, a name given by the gods.

In the Continent of the Gods, the messengers of the gods are extremely rare, and every move of the messengers can be said to represent the meaning of the gods, and they are also the only people who can accept the arrival of the gods anytime and anywhere without dying.

The rest of the people, even the pope, want to accept the arrival of the gods is not so simple, they have to go through a series of rituals, otherwise, when the gods leave, there is only death.

Of course, for a person like the Pope, after death, the soul will return to the kingdom of the gods, which can be regarded as an alternative kind of eternal life.

"This is your frost sorrow."

Su Mo stretched out his hand, and an ice-blue point of light appeared in the center of his palm.

The young man, who had changed his name to Arthas, cautiously stretched out his hand, and Su Mo flipped his palm, and the point of light fell into his palm, forming a strange black pattern.

The pattern radiated a glow, and a magnificently shaped sword with a claw skull appeared in the palm of his hand.

"The power of death will make it grow and truly take shape." Su Mo opened his mouth and said.

"Yes, sir." Arthas clenched his fists, and the illusory frost sorrow vanished.

"If you encounter an invincible and powerful enemy, summon it, it will help you kill the enemy, but at a ...... cost" Su Mo did not continue, the frost sorrow he created, combined with a little Phil's ability, is more of a devouring life force and even soul characteristics.

Not only will it devour the life force and soul of the enemy, but it will also devour the master's as well.

If Dylan can't take out the enemy and devour the enemy before Frostmourn runs out of his life force, then nothing but death awaits him.

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Thank you for the reward! Thanks to the 500 rewards of the original wing of the battlefield, thank you Guo Xiaoxi, Bingbing Xiaoyu, Dong Dongqi, 0丨Night Gleam丨0, Wu Jiu, and Turtle Peng for their rewards! (To be continued.) )