Chapter 232: Soul Gem

ps: The collection is finally over 10,000,I'm happy......!

The wind blew everywhere, and His Majesty the Throne of the Violent Hurricane appeared in this small special banquet hall, he waved his hand slightly, let the few people who were about to stand up sit down, and after stepping onto the main seat, he swept his eyes and asked: "You are all the leaders of the school who have come to support me, it is a pleasure to meet you, now please tell me, your name?"

If it is for the nobles, this is definitely a shame, because if you invite the other party to a banquet and don't even remember your name, it will naturally leave a feeling of not being taken seriously by the guests, but at this moment, for those present, this is glory, which means that the throne will remember your name and know that there is a person like you, and enter the eyes of the throne. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

How many people can make the throne remember in the long years?!

"I, the third-order Ice Giant Methos of the Winter Academy's Transcendent Trainer, I would like to pay my respects to you, Your Majesty the Great Violent Hurricane Throne!"

"Well, the Giant's bloodline and the cultivation of the Ice Giant's battle body, the combination of bloodline and skill is indeed amazing, this is estimated to be the only way the Eternal Frozen Throne can do this, what is your relationship with her?"

"Your Majesty the Eternal Frozen Throne is my mentor!"

"I guess it's the same, next. ”

"The Ares Academy, the Spartan, the fiery red cloak Neo, has seen the Throne of the Violent Hurricane!" "The Spartans, a small people living in the area ruled by the Ares Academy, are known throughout the continent as warlike madmen, a race born for war.

The so-called brave Cresses were nothing in front of the Spartans, or rather, the Cresses were simply imitating Sparta.

Strictly speaking, the Spartan surname that Muen impersonates is also a branch of this family.

The Flaming Cloak is the race's favorite class, wearing no armor and only fluttering in the wind behind the flaming red cloak.

When a group of Spartans charged, the fiery red cloak rippled behind them like a sea of blood, and the place it passed was enough to make anyone fearful!

"What a Spartan, what a flaming cloak, !!not bad" The throne disdained to lie, so his compliment really represented Neo's strength, and just the word 'good' was enough to make everyone present look up to him.

"The Flame Copper Furnace Academy, the third-order Thor's hammer Tita, in the name of the copper furnace and magma, salute you!" the fiery red-bearded dwarf said in a sonorous voice:

"Hehe, dwarven battle body, atavistic bloodline, hill giant king, this is really tracing back to the roots! I didn't expect him to really develop this ability of dwarves. ”

"Only the most powerful physique can awaken, and His Majesty the Throne has spent a lot of effort perfecting this skill. ”

"Yes, next. ”

"Demon Slayer Academy, third-order Demon Breaker Wind Manchester, I have seen His Majesty the Throne!"

"Representative of the Guardian of the City-State, Third-Order Martial Arts Master Nemoor has seen His Majesty the Throne......"

"Representative of the guardian of the city-state, the third-order whirlwind swordsman has seen Your Majesty......"

"Representative of the Guardian of the City-State, Third Order ......"

At this time, the throne seems to be a lot closer, and after everyone has finished introducing, he will chat a few words in a few words, or a career review, or a direction of cultivation, with the vision of the throne, he can almost understand everyone's strengths and weaknesses.

It wasn't until the end that he continued, "I said, aren't you going to say hello, is it so hard to say hello to me?"

In a word, many people were stunned, and when they were thinking about what it meant, in a dark corner, the figure who had been ignored suddenly said: "I'm so low-key, what else do you want?"

"You came to my territory, and you didn't even say hello to me, and you asked me what I wanted?"

The throne's tone was obviously bad, which was enough to make everyone tremble, but the man didn't care: "I don't want to say hello to you, what's wrong?!"

"If you don't greet me, you just don't respect me, you don't respect the throne, I can punish you, even if the guy with the bright light jumps out, I can lock you on the top of the tower and bask in the moon sun, absolutely comfortable!"

"Wow, you're ruthless!" As if reluctantly, a dark elf stood up and said angrily: "Sage Desert Academy, Grand Administrator Trist has seen His Majesty the Throne!"

"Hehe, isn't that right, old thing, you're not dead yet?"

"You're older than me, you don't die, how can I die!"

All of you here are well-informed people, and they probably know that the Sage Desert Sect has a position of chief administrator above the trainer, and it is held by an old dark elf named Trist, who is said to be very familiar with His Majesty the Throne of Bright Light, but now it seems that ......

Hehe, not only the bright light, but even His Majesty the Violent Hurricane Throne is very familiar, or it is like a friend, that unscrupulous language, just listening to it, several people next to him are in a cold sweat.

After a long time, the Violent Hurricane Throne also seemed to feel that something was wrong, and when he smiled awkwardly and was silent, the Ares Academy, the fiery red cloak Ke Neo stood up, he bowed slightly and said: "His Majesty the Roaring God of War Throne has a rumor to me, and I am willing to take the initiative to give up the benefits generated by the summoning order, and the rights and interests on the city of Yuankai still belong to the city of black and white." ”

"Well, this kid doesn't see a rabbit and doesn't scatter the eagle master, do you have any requirements?"

"The throne said that he hoped that if necessary, he could summon the Academy's 'Waterwalker' legion into the Church of the God of War to fight. ”

"So, the Naga Empire is also restless?!" the throne raised his eyebrows suddenly, and continued: "It's good, I summoned you here today to let you help me pass the word, and show you this first." ”

As he spoke, the throne stretched out his hand, and several crystal beads about the size of a dragon's eye fell on the table, and all the people present were not ordinary people, and at their level, even if they didn't practice certain pupil techniques, they could see things that others couldn't see.

In his eyes, colorful smoke flowed everywhere in the beads, boiling like a tide, but in his ears were the wails and roars of countless people, as if they had endured great pleasure.

The dark elf Trist stood up suddenly, and his face changed greatly: "This is a soul gem, could it be that all the people who died in this battle were ......?"

Before the words were finished, everyone stood in horror.

In the legends of this world, people have souls after death, and they will pass through the River Styx to enter the underworld, or be reincarnated again, or devout believers will be taken in by the gods, or there is another way out.

But no matter what you say, it's still that kind of existence, but if it's enslaved and used for some kind of evil purpose, then it's really gone, the soul is gone, and the origin is wiped out!

Especially the intelligent races of this world, they may not be very strong by nature, but their souls are strong and pure because they have rich emotions, and for some creatures, this is the most desired food and the necessities of growth.

In the past wizarding era, wizards have made brilliant achievements, such as the golem cast entirely of steel, tireless, fearless, such as the control center of the wizard tower - the tower spirit, which can help wizards complete all kinds of incredible control, and for example, the puppet, which is a completely artificial lifeform.

These are all magnificent, and people have seen the magical side, but who will go back to the roots, and how many ordinary humans have been slaughtered to obtain the soul gems used in the production of these life-specific items.

The throne's eyes suddenly became fierce: "That's right, this is the soul gem, and what I want to talk about you now is about it." (To be continued.) )