Chapter Forty-Seven: The Old Peasant
Although it has not been a long time since he crossed over, Yu Sheng'an has already realized what constitutes the basic power of this world.
That is – the soul.
The power of the mage comes from the magic pattern, but after all, it still needs soul power to support it.
Abyss demons evolve through battle and devouring, but according to the records of the classics and Yu Shengan's observations, it comes down to devouring souls and increasing their strength.
Just fighting and destroying seem to be able to give vent to the instability of the alien soul.
Even so, though, most demons are crazy and twisted.
Not to mention the gods, the Godhead is only authority, and in order to exercise authority, essentia is required.
Essentia, on the other hand, comes from the soul.
Then Redmond's soul was distorted to the point where he was able to communicate with his abyssal demon with the help of his life-sharing contract because of a burning at the stake, and summoned him, which seems incredible, but it is actually understandable.
Yu Sheng'an tapped his fingers on the armrest, secretly thinking:
Maybe Redmond's soul wasn't twisted, the twist was just a concept created by magicians and gods.
It might be more appropriate to say that it is a mutation.
If he can master the secrets of the soul, his power may be beyond that of the gods.
Pity...... Yu Sheng'an glanced at Redmond's three companions through the perspective of God, their physical vitality had not disappeared, and the huge demon group provided the three of them with vitality, but it was only a drop in the bucket.
But their souls were broken.
Their current state is very apt to call them "vegetative" in modern medicine.
Only Redmond survived this tragic burning at the stake, and because of some complex factors, his soul was mutated.
"The only sample!"
Yu Sheng'an shook his head, and finally chose to stand by and watch.
Half an hour later, the village burned at the stake again, except that the person on the shelf was replaced by an old lady.
At her wail, the Shadow Fiend rushed out of the village, smiling and chasing down the fleeing villagers.
Yu Sheng'an sighed, and then out of sight, he withdrew his perspective from God's perspective.
He has no right to condemn Redmond for anything, and if you think about it, he may be even more radical than Redmond.
In fact, his low-grain strategy is very dirty, and once launched, it will cause no less damage than a large-scale war.
However, he still marked Redmond and decided to focus on observation.
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Three days later, Yu Sheng'an, on behalf of the Kerville Empire, escorted the Viess delegation out of Willis City.
It will be a long journey, and it will take at least half a month to reach the earthly kingdom of the goddess of music, Vies.
Out of the city, the barrenness and vastness of this world gradually unfolded.
On both sides of the official road solidified by earth-based magic, when you go out of the city, you can see a large area of farmland, and it becomes an endless forest as you walk.
Time has also become boring.
Because of this, many people don't understand Yu Sheng'an's entourage.
Especially the head of the Viess mission - Meg.
As the head of the mission, he was well aware of the purpose of this mission to the Kvir Empire - to purchase the newly cultivated high-yielding cold-tolerant seeds of the Kvir Empire.
Unfortunately, the Kervir Empire apparently knew the importance of these seeds, and was unmoved by the price they offered.
In the end, they are only willing to sell a batch of grain.
In addition, the Kervir Empire will also send Ajef as an envoy to Viess to discuss cooperation.
Truth be told, if it weren't for Ajf's entourage, Meg wouldn't have been satisfied with this batch of grain at all, and he would have found a way to stay in Willis until he got some seeds, even if only a few.
At least there is an explanation for the goddess.
Because of this, he is well aware of Ajef's status.
Especially after he came over, he learned that Ajeff also pioneered the conjecture that "thunder magic can be transformed into light magic".
Such a big man can be said to be comparable to the three major law gods.
But he sat in the carriage and set off with the team, which was simply strange.
The mission was only escorting a batch of food, which was not enough to dispatch a big man like him.
Even if he negotiated state affairs with the goddess on behalf of the Keville Empire, he could teleport over, so why waste time on the road?
Meg couldn't figure it out.
As everyone knows, Yu Sheng'an can't find Wei Aisi at all.
That's right, that's the fucked up reason.
In the teleportation coordinates marked by the former god of contract, Don, it just so happened that there was no earthly kingdom of the goddess of music.
Yu Sheng'an is nearby and there is no user to provide coordinates, how to teleport over?
Even if you teleport nearby, you will need to send a large number of demons to search for it, and it will not be good if it causes misunderstanding with the goddess of music again.
It's so troublesome to leave and right, you have to just follow the mission.
Someone is waiting, someone is leading, and someone is helping to identify yourself, how cool is it?
Yu Sheng'an just took this opportunity to practice magic, and by the way, he inquired about the goddess of music.
"Mr. Meg, I have heard that the music of your country is supreme, and as long as you create beautiful music, the common people can also win the nobility, is this true?"
In the carriage, Yu Shengan asked Meg with a smile.
"Mr. Ajief, the world says that you are the smartest magician, but I didn't expect you to listen to such rumors!"
"Oh, how do you say?"
"How can something as noble as music be created by a pariah?"
Yu Sheng was stunned: "Then what if the civilians really created it? In the history of Vies, is it possible that there is not a single example?"
"This ...... It is not unheard of in history, but there are indeed a few geniuses who are gifted and can create beautiful music without touching any rhythm. However, these people will not be awarded the title of nobility immediately, but will be sent to the conservatory of music, and finally decide whether to confer the title of nobility according to their achievements and contributions. ”
"Oh - I see. ”
Yu Sheng'an nodded, his eyes flickering.
The goddess of music is really not stupid!
It was also rumored that "everything is inferior, only the music is high", and it was a smoke bomb she put off.
However, after all, it is the god who holds the authority of music, and he still attaches great importance to music!
I don't know, can the few Blue Star tunes I prepared make it into her ears?
Also, my covenant Godhead, exercising power through words and words.
So what does the musical godhead use to exercise its power?
Lyrics?
Or is it a melody?
Yu Sheng'an let out a breath and glanced out the window, and at some point, the mission actually passed by a large area of farmland.
In the cold wind and autumn of September, everything is bleak, but there is a large area of green in the farmland.
The gratifying scenery made Yu Sheng'an subconsciously shout: "Stop!"
The mission then stopped.
In the surprised eyes of everyone, Yu Sheng'an stepped out of the carriage and looked at the roadside farmland, which was full of broad-leaved hollyhock.
Thick leaves, gently swaying in the cold wind.
On the side of the road, an old farmer with an iron plough looked at him and the convoy with a look of disbelief.
Yu Sheng'an asked, "Old man, this is all your family?"
The old farmer looked flustered, and waved his hand again and again: "No, no, no, if you go back to the master, it is all ownerless wasteland, and I am just blind." ”
Yu Sheng'an smiled and said with relief: "Old man, don't be afraid, I'll just ask." You're here to open up the wasteland, and you're not afraid of wild beasts coming out of the woods?"
A trace of pride appeared on the old man's face: "Don't be afraid, many people in our village are learning magic fighting qi on the Internet, it's amazing, the beasts of this forest are all running away, where do they dare to come out?"
"That's really good!" Yu Sheng'an nodded, and said: "After this broad-leaved hollyhock is harvested, don't plant it again, it's not cold-tolerant, and it's cold later, so it won't grow." ”
"Really?"
"What am I lying to you for?"
Yu Sheng'an waved his hand and got back into the carriage.
The convoy then departed slowly.
The old peasant looked at the departing convoy and shouted at a soldier: "Little brother, let me ask you something, who is that young man?