Chapter Ninety-Five: The Remains of the Ancestral God
Outside of an unknown city, Chen Ming looked at the unknown city in front of him and paused slightly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Sensing the deep aura in front of him, Chen Ming knew. Although it seems that there is no ancestral god stationed here, in fact, it is always shrouded in wisps of profound qi.
It was some kind of condensed realm power, a kind of power that was unique after being promoted to the fifth level, powerful and transcendent. If the criterion for entering the fourth level is to go deep into the essence of a certain force and evolve it into an illusory realm, then the fifth level can turn the realm into a real and true power, and to a certain extent, it really has the power to resist the oppression of the world.
Although the power of this realm shrouded in the city in front of him is very weak, it is actually connected with the main body, and it affects the whole body. As long as Chen Ming dares to go up directly like this, it is guaranteed that he will be discovered immediately, and a big war will be inevitable at that time.
Chen Ming turned to look around, and at the caravan ahead, a large group of people followed, among them, a thin and dark-faced young man looked thin, and looked like a recruited laborer on the road.
Seeing this young man, Chen Ming's mind moved, turned into a little divine light, and disappeared.
In the next moment, the young man was stunned, and in the original dark pupils, a little gold was gradually emerging, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye, which looked very peculiar.
"What's wrong with you, hurry up!" At this moment when he was stunned, behind him, a tall middle-aged man said to him impatiently.
Hearing him speak, Chen Ming turned around and looked at him.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man was startled, and a terrifying feeling emanated from his heart, bringing a burst of coolness, faintly mixed with a trace of real fear, which made him want to run away.
But the next moment, as if delusional, this feeling disappeared.
"Was that an illusion just now?" this thought flashed in the man's heart, but his head instinctively lowered, and he didn't dare to look at Chen Ming's face.
Seeing this, Chen Ming turned around and walked forward quietly.
When they arrived at the city gates, there were specially guarded soldiers guarding the caravans. However, there is no phenomenon of bribes to enter the city, and they all look very heroic, and the armor on their bodies is neat and tidy, with a bit of a murderous atmosphere, which makes people know that they are elite at a glance.
Seeing these people, Chen Ming was slightly surprised in his heart, and he looked sideways.
The owner of the caravan approached with a smile on his face, and after a while, the entire caravan was released.
The moment he entered the city gate, in Chen Ming's body, the power of the divine nature suddenly shrank, gradually covering up the original aura of this physical body, and gradually covering up his own breath. At the same time, all the power fluctuations in his body stopped, and the whole thing looked as inconspicuous as an ordinary mortal.
Under these measures, the aura that was originally shrouded in the city fluctuated slightly, but it finally regained its calm, and failed to capture that kind of qi, and was successfully dodged by Chen Ming.
"However, if you want to make sure that you don't get discovered, then you can't use divine powers, and you can only choose those that don't attract attention. ”
Sensing the ubiquitous qi around him, Chen Ming thought so in his heart, and his thoughts slowly fluctuated.
"Still, this body is really weak. ”
He frowned slightly, very helpless.
After a while, when the caravan had reached a point and the handover was complete, he slowly walked out.
Entering the city, scenes began to unfold.
Different from the elite of the garrison, the security and people's livelihood of the city is unexpectedly poor, the streets are densely covered with pedestrians walking in a hurry, faintly, thieves are raging in it, and in the dark corners, there is a little blood stain and moaning screams in the faint echo, which is terrifying.
Seeing this scene, Chen Ming shook his head, and had a deeper understanding of King Barrit of Indeli.
This man is brutal and murderous in nature, and loves to fight and armies, but despises other things.
This kind of person may seem wise and powerful, but in fact he is actually a war maniac. Originally, under normal circumstances, as long as it could withstand its constant offensive, then there would naturally be countless other methods, soft grinding and hard bubbles, slowly wearing out its destiny between the sun and the moon, and finally completely wearing it out.
But in this world full of murderous catastrophes, this kind of person has the advantage and can also be favored by the world consciousness.
Chen Ming silently walked to a street, on the street, there was a little blood stain that had not dried up, and there was still a little wreckage that had not been cleaned up, and he didn't know when the battle had left.
And around the streets, there are a few remnants of merchants crisscrossing them.
"This guest, do you want to come here to see my collection!" a gruff voice came from in front of him.
It was a burly and huge man, who watched Chen Ming come here and shouted loudly.
Chen Ming raised his head and looked ahead: "What is there to sell?"
In front of the big man was a large table, which was densely packed with fragments, including broken shields and intact spears, and looked disorganized.
Hearing Chen Ming say this, the big man smiled, and the laughter shook around him like a thunderous roar.
"Come, guest, look at this. ”
He said to Chen Ming enthusiastically: "The spears and shields collected from the battlefield, if you are a lone adventurer, or a young man who wants to join the army, then you must need this!"
"Look at this again, Dempsgail's hand bones, Gula's Oslin's Iron Crown, these are some very commemorative items!
Chen Ming looked at his wooden table and shook his head slightly.
From his god's point of view, it can be seen that almost ninety percent of the things on the table are fakes, or there are quality problems, and only the remaining one is still in good condition.
However, when he saw a simple and dark wooden sign, he was slightly stunned, and he sensed something unusual from above.
It was somewhat similar to the aura of the ancestral god, with a bloody and mysterious aura, faintly ominous.
Seeing Chen Ming looking at this wooden sign, the big man was slightly happy in his heart, and said, "The guest is really a good eye!"
"This brand, I heard that it is the remnant of the ancestral god sacrifice of a certain city-state after it was destroyed by order, although it is broken, but it is said that it has a certain power of the ancestral god, which can protect the owner, and it is also a very collectible thing!"
Hearing this, Chen Ming smiled slightly, but he couldn't help complaining in his heart: "Protection? I think it's a curse." ”
From this wooden plaque, he clearly sensed the remnants of the bloody power unique to the ancestral god, with a certain resentment. If ordinary people carry it with them for a long time, sooner or later they will be contaminated by the power in it, and finally find a series of ominous.
"How do you sell this?" he asked directly, not hiding the slightest hint of it.
After paying the bill, Chen Ming directly picked up the wooden card and walked to another corner. As for the currency used to pay the bills, it was kindly contributed by some thieves in the city.
In the dark, with the slightest fluctuation, on the wooden card, a little bit of blood-red power was slowly being extracted and absorbed into Chen Ming's body.