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However, as the two powers gradually bordered each other, although no major disputes broke out under the restraint of both sides, on a small scale, conflicts were never eliminated.

Under the constant temptation of the powerful King Barrett of Indeli, the sacrifices and knights of the two sides fought, and a little bit of blood gradually emerged at the junction of the two sides, causing ripples under the generally calm northern region.

And with the emergence of these conflicts, the merchants who had been traveling to and from various countries have lost their luck. The Duchy of Indeli in the south was chaotic and it was also an old and powerful principality, and although the various noble lords of the country were united under the banner of King Barit, they still had their own independent rights. Therefore, from time to time, rebels and bandits sprang up, looting the passing caravans.

However, in this environment, there are still many people who have passed through the northern regions, and have gone to the south despite the danger in the eyes of ordinary people.

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On a wilderness, Chen Ming looked at a battlefield in front of him, with a faint glow in his eyes.

In his eyes, a little vision was emerging from the battlefield in front of him. One by one, the faint ghosts of the soul body roared and condensed their bodies, gradually turning into their former appearances.

If you look closely at their souls, you can see hideous-looking warriors roaring in place, clearly fighting spirits who died in battle.

And the appearance of the war spirit means that the area in front of you is a battlefield, and there should have been a battle not long ago.

Chen Ming quietly watched as these battle spirits slowly condensed their soul bodies, observing the subsequent changes.

I saw that after these battle spirits roared and condensed, around them, a little bit of black aura began to emerge, slowly penetrating into their soul bodies, making their originally faint soul bodies begin to condense, and it seemed that there was some kind of strange change.

This is demonization, and it is also a conscription that is about to be transformed into an evil spirit.

Originally, if it was in a normal world environment, even if it was a war soul, after its death, it would only be a little more condensed than the ordinary soul body, and it would survive for a while longer, and in the end, it would still be wiped out by the laws of the world and turned into the world's food precipitation. But in the world where this world is corroded by the immortal demonic nature of the demon god, it will be eroded by the demonic energy that is constantly filling around it, and gradually transform into an evil spirit.

In a sense, this is another form of existence, which has existed for a longer period of time than it originally existed. But for the world, this is not the case, and it will bring all kinds of bad effects.

Seeing that the pieces of war spirits in front of him were gradually demonized, Chen Ming knew that if he didn't deal with it, then in a few days, this place would be turned into a bad land by countless evil spirits that had been killed in battle, and it might even evolve to the point of gathering people to attack the village.

This is also the origin of the ancient legend of evil spirits in this world, especially in troubled times, which seems dangerous and weird.

However, seeing these terrifying evil spirits, Artis's face did not change, and when his arm was gently waved, a divine light slowly emerged, gradually condensing into a realm that was indeed true, enveloping the surroundings.

Suddenly, countless evil spirits around him screamed.

However, in the midst of this scream, there was also a certain relief moan, which seemed very abrupt.

Chen Ming turned around and looked around, only to see that in the spirit body, at this moment, under the shroud of the divine realm, there was a little pale white light of self-belief gradually lit up, and a faint light of faith flashed on the condensed soul bodies of the battle spirits, and his eyes gradually became clearer.

These were believers who believed in Chen Ming, and at this time, they were stirred by his pure divine light, and they immediately eliminated the pollution they had received before and regained their sanity.

Even, the spirit body faintly became more crystalline, as if it was protected by some kind of power, and began to become extraordinary.

Chen Ming waved his hand again, and these soul bodies were immediately put away by him and directly sealed, allowing them to sleep first for the time being.

After doing this, Chen Ming suddenly felt that his true spirit was light, and it seemed that he was faintly connected with this world more closely.

He looked up and looked into the sky: "It's almost over." ”

During this period of time, Chen Ming has been walking on the battlefield of the previous war, baptizing those soldiers who died in battle, and driving away evil spirits, until now.

"However, this location seems to be very close to the south. He looked to the south, sensed the breath in the dark, and thought.

Thinking of this, he sensed his breath and walked straight south.

After a while, in his field of vision, the shadow of a city began to gradually appear.

He looked up and looked ahead.

I saw that on the vast city wall, groups of guards and knights were constantly patrolling, and caravans and travelers were being investigated at the city gate, and gradually entered it.

It's just that unlike other places, in this city, Chen Ming didn't sense the aura of the ancestral gods that belonged to each city-state, only a grand, somewhat familiar aura quietly shrouded it.

Sensing this situation, Chen Ming couldn't help but sneer: "Has it been swallowed by the ancestral god of Yingdeli?"

The ancestral gods were originally born out of sacrifices, and their strength was given by blood sacrifices, not from themselves, so their power attributes are similar, and they can enhance their own strength by devouring each other.

And looking at the appearance of this city, it is clear that the ancestral god worshiped by the original city-state was devoured by the ancestral god of Yingdeli before disappearing.

However, sensing the subtlety of this, Chen Ming sneered slightly: "Sure enough, the ignorant are fearless, although the power obtained by the blood sacrifice is similar and can be absorbed, it also depends on the foundation." ”

"These ancestral gods, called gods, are actually mostly just dead souls of mortals who were sacrificed by their descendants after death. For a long time, although the blood sacrifice can strengthen the power, it cannot change the foundation. However, a group of mortals who were at the second and third levels before their lives were so easily strengthened to the point of level four or even five, how could they not have troubles?"

He raised his head quietly, and the thoughts in his heart were gradually circulating: "In fact, these people who are called ancestral gods after death and have achieved the fourth level, most of their strength during their lifetime should have reached the level of the third level, and after the long changes of the blood sacrifice, they have entered the fourth level, which is already extremely reluctant, not to mention the more difficult fifth level." ”

"The ancestral god of Yingdeli can reach it, in addition to the fact that he has swallowed I don't know how many other ancestral gods, there should be the protection of the world personality and the blessing of the source power. ”

"If it weren't for this, with a shallow foundation, swallowing so many ancestral gods, I'm afraid I would have been unable to suppress it a long time ago, and I would have exploded and died!"

He thought to himself as he looked at a fragment of a star hanging high in the void and the source power that kept hanging from it.

After all, the ancestral god and the city-state are one, and the personality of the Principality of Indeli is mainly blessed by King Barit, but as the ancestral god of the city-state, he will naturally have protection and source power.

However, even so, it must be very reluctant, and it may regress at any time, and it is already an overdraft of its own foundation, and it is impossible to go further. ”

He sensed the gradual fluctuation of the blood-red killing divinity in his body, and the thoughts in his heart gradually flowed.

Outside the body, it seemed to sense some kind of breath, and the originally white divine light gradually dyed a little blood red, which looked a little bewitching.