"The Twelve Divine Paths?"

"Is this the truth of the world?"

Hodge realized that in his view, everything in the world is made up of rules.

Old age, sickness and death are the rules in life.

Plants grow, mature, and decay, which is also the rule.

And the deep-seated rules displayed in this world are obviously crazy and distorted.

Because of madness and distortion, so much pollution and evil are born.

"All the ways of the gods come from the blasphemous palaces that appeared in the second and third periods, and according to legend, they contain the most essential texts, the shapes of extraordinary properties, the recipes of potions, the methods of making them, and the corresponding ritual processes."

"Many creatures believe that the birth of the blasphemy palace is blaspheming the true god and blasphemy, and should not be left in the world, so these palaces were quickly destroyed by the greedy, but the potion sequence in them was inevitably spread, and angel families were born, and the creatures in them included werewolves, vampires, immortal birds, and dragons."

"In that era when various races competed for the throne, many forces arose, and many forces fell."

"The palace of blasphemy is the source of everything."

The Marquis of Bach looked at Hodge and spoke another secret.

"Blasphemous palace?"

Hodge remembered the word, and always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He seemed to have heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

"Alright, that's the end of this topic."

The Marquis of Bach also seemed to feel that the topic was a bit far away, and said softly: "Let's talk about the reason first, why do you want to be this bait yourself?" ”

"Because I have the breath of the Lord in me." Hodge thought for a moment and said the matter directly.

"And when the high priest of sloth slew me, he said, 'I have the favor of the Lord, and I am the one who has received the gift of the Lord, and that this gift is greater than that of him......"

Listening to this, Marquis Bach's face changed, and he looked at Hodge, his eyes flickering, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing this, Hodge also stopped and did not continue.

He knew very well the seriousness of this matter, after all, the Lord in the mouth of the followers of the Eternal Demon Sect was the evil god of the evil gods, and he was wanted by the major churches, and more importantly, this evil god was very high, whether he was a god in all senses, or the kind of ancient god who survived from ancient times.

This evil being, just by reciting His honorable name, can drive itself crazy, fall into incredible chaos, and eventually turn into a monster.

"What do you think?"

Marquis Bach asked, after pondering.

"I don't know why the evil gods are paying attention...... But, father, you have to believe me, I'll find a way to get rid of this gaze, at least for now, I don't show any signs of mutation, and it's normal to get something. ”

"Instead of disturbing mediocrity for what hasn't happened yet, it's better to work hard to improve yourself, and after the level is high, find a way to get rid of the evil god."

Hodge smiled lightly and confidently, and said seriously.

Hearing this, Marquis Bach fell silent, he didn't understand why the person he had always wanted to protect would be concerned by the evil gods and would be polluted at any time?

"Hodge, I said I'd give you a gift when you get promoted to Sequence 9."

The Marquis of Bach abruptly changed the subject and said something like this.

"Do you remember?"

Hearing this, Hodge nodded and said, "Remember." ”

"Okay, I'll give you this thing today." The Marquis of Bach bowed slightly, shook his right hand slightly, stretched out his index finger, and waved it lightly in the void, writing special and complex mysterious symbols.

The combination of twisted lines and chaotic characters is covered with a deep occult charm, like an infinite black curtain above the mist, and like a strange and twisted endless cavern, with no end in sight.

Hodge quickly withdrew his gaze, not daring to continue staring at his father's writing.

The level gap between the two sides is too great.

At present, these characters and twisted threads are not a sequence 9 that can be spied on.

With the writing of the Marquis of Bach, the green shimmer gradually brightened up, and the hazy points of light gradually illuminated the entire small living room around it.

Hodge's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly looked at the door, and gradually twisted ripple-like waves of qi gradually emerged, like bubbles, enveloping the entire room, making it difficult for the shimmer to illuminate it.

"What is this?" Hodge muttered as he looked at the transparent bubbles floating in the water.

Hodge could feel the bubble-like film, isolating all the things that the five senses could perceive, such as sounds, light, and gases, as if the entire space had been stripped away.

This feeling...... A bit like being in a mysterious space, and a bit like being in Lilith's kingdom? Is this the beginning of the kingdom of God...... Hodge secretly thought in his heart, comparing it with the black mysterious space, and comparing it with the situation in the divine country, he felt that it was somewhat similar.

"This is the spiritual space, a means to isolate a part of the space with one's own spirituality and prevent the leakage of extraordinary power, when I have time, I will teach you."

Marquis Bach explained, while stretching out his left hand, reaching into the endless nothingness, and grabbed a thick and strong snake covered in feathers, the big snake struggled violently, spit snake letters from time to time, and stared at Marquis Bach with straight eyes.

The big python with feathers, with murderous intent and ferocity in its eyes, seemed to burst out in the next moment, and directly bit the neck of the Marquis of Bach and bit him to death.

"Father, be careful." Hodge suddenly became nervous, stared at the python, and put his hand on the pouch.

"It's fine."

Marquis Bach smiled slightly, knocked the bulge on the python's head, and said in Elven language, "Spit out that thing." ”

Hearing this, the python shook its head, stuck out its tongue in great resistance, and retreated desperately, as if it wanted to re-enter the void and disappear.

With a hard pull, the Marquis of Bach threw the python to the ground, and the green flames burned with his fingertips, aiming at the bulge of the python: "I don't want to say it a second time." ”

It's still elven.

The python seemed to understand human nature, and looked at the green flames on the fingertips of the Marquis of Bach with great fear, and finally lowered its head, opened its mouth, and spat out a wooden box with a viscous liquid.

Marquis Bach nodded in satisfaction and pointed to the Void Gate, which had not yet completely dissipated.

The python knew what Marquis Bach meant, reluctantly glanced at the wooden box, tilted his head, and thought about it, but still didn't have the courage to snatch this item in front of Marquis Bach, and finally it scurried into the door of the void lonely and disappeared.

"Father, what is this?"

Hodge asked, looking at the vanishing python.

"This is a spirit creature with the blood of a feathered serpent, a contract creature that I once roamed the spirit world to catch, it has a bit of a strange temper, and it is honest when it hits, and I quite like its unruly appearance."

Marquis Bach smiled lightly, raised his hand, and used the shimmering elves around him to burn and evaporate all the viscous liquid on the wooden box.

"Feathered Serpent blood?"

"Isn't this an ancient creature?"

Hodge's first thought was if he could extract the Quetzalcoatl bloodline if he used a blood cup.

At this moment, the big python that had just returned to the spirit world suddenly trembled, and its feathers exploded, like a frightened wild cat.

It looked around vigilantly, its spiritual instincts suddenly sensing a hint of malice, as if some terrifying presence was eyeing it.

It hurriedly swam towards the depths of the spirit realm, extremely fast, and did not dare to stop in the slightest.

This malice, all over the place, frightened it......