"O unwilling soul,

Listen to the guidance of a godly heart,

On the path woven of holy blood,

Crossing the line between life and death,

Reappear in this world corrupted by evil,

Again, fight for the light......"

In the light screen image provided by Fifian, a group of priests in unfamiliar black robes are tinkering with a strange ritual. The low chant of the pen %fun %www.biquge.info pavilion echoed in the faint light of dawn, and the sound waves were strangely like mist enveloping the entire field, surging in waves, like invisible hands caressing the bodies of those dead glorious warriors, and soon these lifeless bodies trembled slightly, while the faces still maintained the hollowness and stiffness of death, and the scene looked extremely strange.

In another scene, Sophomandis stands on the ground like a statue, with an ancient arcane magic circle painted in strange gray-white paint at his feet, and the slender wound on his hand seems to be greedily sucked out, and the blood that flows quickly seeps into the lines that make up the magic circle, and then flows again under the action of an unknown force. His Majesty the Emperor watched as his blood dripped to the ground as if it had been devoured with hunger and thirst, as if it had not flowed from his body at all.

Dozens of seconds later, the gray-white pigment that formed the strange magic array had completely turned dark red, and it finally began to flicker after absorbing blood, and bursts of crimson light rushed from under Sopmandis's feet. fell, as if a blood-red snake was accumulating strength, and finally at a certain moment, the giant snake had accumulated enough strength, and suddenly opened its bloody mouth towards the sky, and a red pillar of light several meters thick pierced straight into the sky, condensed but not dispersed, and instantly passed through endless space and time under the power of magic, invading the soul path to Sanin's Divine Domain.

Soon, lured by the sound of chanting, the souls of the glorious warriors who had just died in battle struggled out of their normal trajectory, swooped down this blood-colored passage, and then quickly found their bodies and 'resurrected' again.

The scene shown is that nearly a hundred meteor light clusters **** came out from the inside of the red pillar of light, and after submerging the corpses on the battlefield, these corpses began to emit a strong white glow, and slowly climbed up.

Is this what is called a Heroic Spirit?

Doug was in the darkness created by Linax, frowning as he carefully observed the resurrected dead. As Linax had previously concluded, these corpses that emitted a strong brilliance like white torches became extremely difficult after resurrection, and they were not afraid of the attacks of the orcs at all, under the strong urging of the holy light, even if they were cut in half, countless flesh and blood would immediately be born from the broken part, reconnected into the original body and continue to rush towards the enemy, the blazing holy light also became a terrifying weapon, the orcs would be burned immediately as long as they touched it, and the pale flames were like maggots on the tarsal bones, once they encountered the flesh, they would continue to burn, and the only way to quickly cut the flesh away from the body was to quickly cut the piece of flesh awayin order to prevent the whole body from being swallowed up by the light of fear.

So in just one minute, the orc, who had the upper hand before, was dealt a heavy blow, and six seriously injured people and one victim who unfortunately failed to clean up the Holy Flame on their bodies in time appeared, and almost everyone else added a few wounds.

The battle has been fought so far, and it is the first time that there has been death on the orc's side, watching the companions who get along day and night miserable by the holy flame burned to ashes, all of a sudden, everyone's eyes are red, and after Heke @ Begmasio let out a savage roar, the big hand slapped in the center of the bloody ribs, and in a rage liberated its true strength, and a murderous aura suddenly spread across the field, as if a layer of red mist had risen; But in fact, that strange roar is the secret shield guardian combat skill of the Roaring Cave @ Wild Howl, the real ones have already exploded their muscles to the limit, and they exert 200% of their combat power in the way of overdrawing their energy, and the shamans no longer hide their identities, and began to illustrate totem poles everywhere like convulsions, and several seriously injured people decisively enshrined the crystal nucleus collected on their bodies to the emblem of Rui Aibet, trying to recover their injuries and then frantically pounced again.

However, even so, the situation only deteriorated, and after a minute, several more seriously injured people appeared on the orc side, and the exchange items that could be used to use the Rui Aibet emblem were quickly consumed, and soon there was not much left.

"What kind of magic is this 'Call of the Immortal'?

Looking at the orcs who had been beaten to the ground by a group of dead corpses, a hint of eagerness flashed in Doug's eyes. Lao Tzu is also a god, who doesn't have a fanatical believer, if you can learn this, then the critical moment can instantly turn the situation around!

After listening to Doug's question, a strange smile appeared on Linax's dry face, and after a pause, he said indifferently: "Actually, the principle of this magic-"

"No! this magic is cruel!"

However, as soon as his words began, Fifian's angry voice suddenly sounded outside the screen, which made Doug stunned. "What kind of heroic spirit summoning, this is simply a very disgusting deception! They invade the soul path to the kingdom of God through the bloodline of the divine descendants, which is not very different from the brilliance of the divine realm in the vision of the soul, and trick those souls into coming back to die!"

"Sent to death?"

Doug raised his eyebrows, a little confused: "Aren't they already dead? Now at most, they can only release all the holy power they cultivated before their death, anyway, they are already dead, and they can't use it at all." ”

The dazzling light and the familiar feeling of Sanin's Divine Domain made Doug think that this Heroic Spirit Summoning was nothing more than bringing back the original owners of those bodies and using all the powers that he had not had time to exert in his life, as if he had rekindled a candle that had been accidentally blown out by the wind.

"No!"

The little girl seemed to be a little anxious, and her voice became louder: "The light that comes out now is not the holy light at all, but the leakage of the power in the Sanin Divine Domain due to the impact of the rules! The rules that make up the Divine Domain will be instinctively corrected after discovering that the soul is separated, but the spellcaster here blinds the perception of these souls through secret methods, and uses them to make the power of the Divine Domain leak out--the 'Holy Light' you see is the original power from the Sanin Divine Domain!" But the power of the rules will become stronger and stronger, and the final result will be that these souls will be completely annihilated from now on!"

"Annihilation?"

Doug took a breath of cold air as if he had a toothache. With the basic knowledge of the gods, he naturally knows about the so-called 'annihilation', which is different from death, which is the result of the soul being rejected by the power of the rules at the lowest level of the plane, and it is not as simple as blowing it away, but an extremely long and painful process. At first, it was very fast, and he was rejected and disappeared from his own plane at once, but because he lost the effect of any rule power, then this soul began an endless process of slowly dissipating in the void astral space, because any rule power, including death, would not act on him, so no matter how much time passed, he could not be freed, and could only wait for the day when he would naturally dissipate in endless time and space. It was a cruel process, and even the gods were nailed to the Pillar of Wailing to bask in the sun, even to the most hated blasphemers.

"No, this magic circle will end before the rules turn to rejection of these souls. ”

The dragon lich calmly repudiated Fifian's conclusion, "The annihilated soul will accumulate endless resentments over a long period of time, and once the slightest chance arises for him to feel a trace of his own plane again, the power of these resentments will allow him to force himself back and destroy any god or even the plane itself...... Even if the odds are so low that it's almost impossible, no one would want to take the risk, after all, the existence of the gods is eternal if nothing else, and no chance can be ignored for such a long time. ”

"Oh......"

Doug nodded thoughtfully. It's no wonder that Linax had just gone out of his way to emphasize that these Heroic Spirits were invincible for a 'short time'...... It turns out that the time they can stay in this world is indeed severely limited.

As if to verify Linax's words, the orcs used up the last crystal nucleus in the frequent fatal blows. At the critical moment when he could no longer provide any exchange to the emblem, the magic array under Sopmandis's feet suddenly flashed red again, like a tornado, sucking the muddy souls that were still attached to his corpse to his side, and rudely threw these points of light into the sky again, even with the naked eye, he could see that these points of light were significantly different from when they were first pulled, not only the light was much dimmer, but some were even stretched into a long one, and even the shape could not be maintained.

"These souls have been greatly damaged, and their memories, emotions, and the like are probably completely lost, and even if they can reach Sanin's Divine Domain, it will only add fertilizer to the soil there. ”

Linax's eyes swirled with black swirls, and with a single glance, he could already figure out the condition of those souls—as a lich, these were just basics.

"Hmph...... Really thoughtful. ”

Doug looked at the pillar of red light, which was obviously much rougher than when he lured the soul back, and tugged at the corners of his mouth. Obviously, this destruction of the soul in the end was deliberate, the purpose was to allow these deceived souls to be assimilated by the Sanin Divine Domain because they were too weak, so that naturally no victims would come to them to care.

But where did Sophomandis get such a strange group of ruthless priests?

"Nizu Engle, let your shaman give up the other totems and concentrate on giving up the bonus to our warrior, and when it unleashes the beast god transformation, make sure that the increase on its body is not interrupted...... The others do their best to recover, and if they suffer significant damage, they can sacrifice the axe first - I will bring you new ones after the battle. ”

After the Heroic Spirit's performance was over, Thorpmandis's regular forces began to move, naturally targeting the orcs who had temporarily and completely lost their combat effectiveness. Doug calmly made some adjustments to the changes on the battlefield, and the vigilance in his heart increased. His Majesty the Emperor must have known that Estelle was not in his group, and now he suddenly tried to annihilate them in such a drastic way, which really made Doug feel a little unusual.

I'm afraid the answer lies in that strange group of black-robed guys.

“...... Linax, you go and help those orcs stabilize the situation, and if you die one or two, things will be difficult in the orc continent...... Fifian, bring your little one closer, I want to take a closer look at the strange group of guys in black robes. ”

After silently calculating the situation and feeling that the orcs could hold on for a while, Doug gave Fifian new instructions, and the little girl immediately sent the original flying props closer to a closer place, and also released two new special flying props, which soon brought clearer images and sounds.

"Fifian is amazing. ”

Doug casually slapped a sycophant, which immediately made the little girl smile. Although she had gotten rid of the identity crisis and found the right direction to play a role, she was still very happy to hear Doug's praise, her little hands tapped more quickly on the light screen, and the image became better little by little, and finally the group of priests in strange black robes seemed to be standing in front of Doug, and even the lines on their faces could be seen very clearly.

This bunch of guys is definitely hard to handle.

Doug looked at the group of black-robed priests in the picture and made up his mind. The first impression of this group of guys can be called 'cold and hard', everyone is not young, their faces are ordinary, the lines on their faces are as hard as carved out of knives and axes, and their eyes are extremely determined, but their eyes are very cold and ruthless, and they feel like hard icebergs that exude cold, and the first thought that comes to mind after seeing them is 'avoidance'.

"Linax, do you know these guys?"

The first thing on the mind of the god of conservation was to ask the dragon lich. The old guy who has lived for thousands of years may know something about these black robes that he has never heard of. However, after carefully observing the image for a moment, the dragon lich replied in the negative with regret.

“...... I'm sorry, but I've never seen a mage in the same outfit as I remember. ”

Linax now has a deep understanding of Fifian's 'magic technology' genre, and with a wave of his hand, he has connected his terminal with Fifian's mechanical assistant, and the raw data of those images was immediately moved by him for more detailed identification and analysis, and soon discovered a detail.

"Look here. ”

Linax circled the spot he found on the screen returning. It was the hem of the black robes worn by the black-robed priests, embroidered with a whole circle of intricate patterns with thin gray threads, which at rough appeared to be nothing more than simple decorative patterns, but after Linax spread the whole circle of patterns flat and did a little deformation and folding, these patterns became a line that looked like words.

"Ansht text?"

Fifian snorted in amazement, and mobilized another mechanical assistant to begin deciphering the mythological texts, which were extremely old even to Linax, and soon they were translated little by little into the only script that Doug could read and write—the universal script.

"Shadowy ...... Dark...... Not from ...... Evil...... But it's because ...... It loyally ...... Follow ...... The light ......"

Doug first subconsciously read it, and then his pupils suddenly contracted, and he exclaimed almost with Fifian:

"De Kopirivo?"

=========

Miscalculated...... I thought there would be a lot of time after the holiday, but after the old ones were played with the old ones, and the twenty-four filial piety served the little ones, I sadly found that there was only time and energy left to send and receive mailboxes...... However, it won't be a eunuch!(To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )