That night, after feeling that Moller was asleep, Rex quietly got up as he had done in the previous days, and spat out a stream of golden-red phosgene into Moller's chest, but this time Moller was not as tired as before, so even though he fell asleep, he still maintained some vigilance, and when those golden-red phosgeneous energy began to enter his body, he suddenly opened his eyes. Rex, who was spitting out phosgene, was startled, the phosgene in his mouth suddenly dispersed, his face turned pale in an instant, his body fell on Moller's body and convulsed, a messy and violent magic wave spread out from his small body, the furniture and objects in the entire room were suspended in the air, and the doors and windows were also shaken to the point of clicking.

"It's ...... Magical Riot?"

Moller was surprised to hold Rex, who was twitching, and now his skin was congested and his whole body was in great pain. Recalling the golden-red phosgene he saw when he opened his eyes just now, the inheritance memory in his mind gave him the corresponding answer in time: "You used the Origin Magic, oh, you little fool!"

Combined with the fact that he felt very energetic every morning during this time, Moller understood that Rex was secretly using the Origin Magic to help him, and he couldn't say whether he was moved or angry that this little kid didn't care about his own safety. Moller gritted his teeth and used his spiritual power to hook the power in the deepest part of his bloodline, and then a stream of golden-red phosgene also spewed out of his mouth, enveloping Rex's pale little face, and burrowing through his mouth and nose.

The magic riot caused by the origin magic power can only be quelled by using the origin magic power, Moeller knows that it is dangerous for him to do this, the origin magic of the wurmon is far less profound than that of the pure-blooded dragon, but at this time, in order to save Rex, he can't care so much, the magic riot is not trivial, if it is delayed for a while and a half, it is likely to kill Rex!

The golden-red phosgene was accepted by Rex's body, and the magic riot gradually subsided, and Moller, who had lost a lot of his original magic, felt as if all his bone marrow had been drained, and he felt a very sour feeling in his heart when he thought that Rex had endured this pain every night for some time in the past to instill his origin magic.

"Ahh

Moller, who had just relaxed because of Rex's improved condition, suddenly felt that the origin magic in his body had become restless, like a frightened wild horse, struggling to break free from the reins of his mental power.

"If this continues, even I'm going to have a magic riot!" Moeller was anxious, but he couldn't do anything, he couldn't restrain the source of his magic in such a short time.

Just when Moller felt that he was about to finish, a white light suddenly flashed in front of him, and after the light passed, he was now in a strange space filled with red clouds, and the familiar sound of wings flapping was heard in his ears.

"Rex?" said Moller, turning his head to look at Rex in amazement as he had turned back into a dragon.

"Brother Moller, why are you still human, change back quickly!" Rex said in a cheerful voice.

"This is ......"

"This is the Dragon Soul Space!"

Through Rex's explanation, Moeller learned that the dragon soul space is actually a kind of spiritual world unique to the dragon family, and when the two dragons exchange each other's origin magic, they can open the dragon soul space and appear in it in the form of a "mind body" to communicate.

Moeller realized that the inheritance memory of the wurmon could not only not be passed on to future generations, but also was incomplete, at least there was not the slightest information about the dragon soul space in his inheritance memory. However, it is gratifying that the Dragon Soul Space has united the spiritual power of him and Rex, and the magic riot has been suppressed by Shun Lì.

Sure that the crisis was over, Moller was asked by Rex to revert back to the form of the wurmon - the spirit world was not subject to the curse of becoming human, and their mind bodies could change between human and dragon forms as they wished, and of course they could change into other forms, but that would feel strange.

"Brother Mole, let's compete to see who can fly faster!" Rex let out an excited dragon groan, flapping his wings and flying at full speed in the dragon soul space, and Moeller followed closely behind to enjoy the feeling of speeding.

Moeller didn't know when he and Rex left the Dragon Soul Space, supporting the Dragon Soul Space required the consumption of mental power, and when they were soaring, the mental power was exhausted, and the consciousness was unconsciously withdrawn, and after waking up, it was like having a good dream.

In the center of Stonewall there was a small square the size of five or six houses, and to the east was a simple auditorium with a high platform and a number of chairs.

When Moller arrived, the assembly had already begun, and there was a middle-aged man with a silver face standing on a high platform with a holy face, preaching that the goddess of the demon moon was about to awaken, and that natural disasters were about to befall the earth, and only those who served the Lord of Nature could survive!

This middle-aged man is a god who the people of the town believe in, and it is said that he came here during a plague and performed miracles to save the lives of the townspeople, and he is a veritable sage with all kinds of virtues. He preached eschatology to the people of the town and spread the belief in the Lord of Nature, saying that only those who sincerely believe in the Lord of Nature can survive the end times, and those who survive the end times will have magical powers far beyond those of magicians, and can live for more than a thousand years......

The people of the town were apparently seduced by the pie drawn by the so-called "divine messenger", and more than half of them joined the ranks of the followers of the Lord of Nature.

Moeller listened silently on the side, this person's bewitchment is very ordinary, and he can only bewitch some ordinary villagers, but his words seem to contain a faint fluctuation, which makes the hearts of those who hear it involuntarily surge, and some people even whispered excitedly that they saw the divine light in the divine envoy!

Moller didn't show anything unusual at first, until Rex in his arms jumped with excitement and his own heart beat faster, which caught his attention.

Rex, who lacked heart, definitely didn't understand this person's words, but he was excited as if he had dodged ten flying balls at once, which was obviously abnormal.

Moller hugged Rex in his arms tightly, bowed his head and prepared to leave here through the crowd, but at this time he heard the middle-aged man on the stage say again: "Righteous and kind people are willing to spread the gospel of the Lord of Nature to more people, today we have a new member, friendly Mr. Moller, you have heard my preaching, what do you think?"

Moller, who was suddenly asked, looked blankly at the oracle in the stands and the people around him, the envoy smiled incomprehensibly, while the people around him looked at him with encouragement and anticipation.

It is difficult for someone who is being looked at with such eyes to give an answer that is not what people expect.

"I feel blessed to be bathed in the light of God and to be able to hear the gospel of the Lord of Nature, Honorable Divine Envoy!"

Moeller didn't intend to say anything amazing, he just came to this strange human society, many things are not clear, it is better not to cause trouble.

Moeller's answer pleased the crowd, and the oracle was satisfied, and then led them to stretch out their arms in prayer, when Mole felt a gaze behind him, and he turned his head to see the young man named Ereba looking at him with a look of disappointment and hurt.

Without giving him time to react, the boy rushed out of the auditorium despite his mother's obstruction.

At the end of the prayer, the oracle, whose eyes had been closed, seemed to know what had just happened, and he comforted Ereba's mother, saying, "Mrs. Susie, we ought to forgive the child for his rebellion, for he is not yet sensible, and if you redouble your faith in the Lord of Nature, you may bring blessings upon him, and I hope that this will help him survive the calamity." ”

Everyone else was looking at the sad Susie in the same way, but Moeller didn't see much truth in their eyes, and most of them were just gloating.

Moller seemed to understand why the boy was ostracized by the other children, it was annoying enough to use faith to deceive people, and now Moller began to hate such a form, but he still had no intention of meddling, and only wanted to leave the town as much as possible.

At the end of the rally, people take turns to receive leaves with gold edges, which are said to have the miraculous power of the Lord of Nature to ward off calamity and misfortune.

Each person who received the leaves would put some money into a wooden box as an offering to the Lord of Nature, and the divine envoy claimed that he would use the money to save the suffering people, and he would not take a penny for himself, and in order to bring the blessing to her son, Mrs. Susie doubled the money.

Moller also received a leaf, and according to the level of the others, he threw a dozen copper coins in the wooden box, holding the leaf he immediately smelled a faint fragrance, the whole person's spirit was lifted, he made an intoxicated watch, on the surface to the god envoy more respectful, but when he turned to leave, his eyes were cold.

On the way back to the hotel, Moller passed a ditch and saw Ereba crouched on the edge of the ditch, so he stopped.

"What are you doing here, not going to bathe in the divine light?" the boy seemed to be angry with sarcasm.

Moller pouted and said, "I just want to make sure you can't think about it and commit suicide by jumping into this stinking ditch." ”

"You're going to kill yourself in the stinking gutter! I didn't think you would be as stupid as they are, but I didn't think you would ...... too."

The boy shouted angrily, and his voice had turned into a cry by the end.

"Ereba I'm sorry I can't help it. Moller sighed and said, "The deception created by faith is the most difficult to crack, because it is itself a lie made out of illusion, there is no reason to tell it, you can't argue with it, and even if you find a loophole, those who are unwilling to wake up from a sweet dream will try to help it justify itself......"

In the face of the obsessive adults in the whole town, this child was able to insist on his own opinions, not only did he not blindly obey, even if he was isolated and condemned by everyone, he did not give in, and Moller began to appreciate him a little, so he took some trouble to say his true words.

"So you're not deceived, and you believe the oracle is lying?" said Ereba in surprise as he looked at Moller, as if someone walking in the dark had finally seen the light.

"Yes. Moller didn't want to disappoint the lonely boy, so he raised the Phnom Penh leaf in his hand and said, "It's the leaf of a tree called 'Tino', which grows in the rainforest of the southern part of Big 6, but you people here don't know it. It is capable of releasing a spirit-stimulating gas, has a slight hallucinogenic effect, and the person who smells it will feel happy, but it will not do the body any good. ”

As if to confirm Moeller's words, Rex in his arms showed a rippling face under the influence of the scent of leaves, and his little hands were raised, and saliva flowed out. Moller, however, believed that he had only fantasized about a delicious roast or piles of gold coins, though the watch was a bit obscene.

After going to the Great Hall that day, Moller didn't pay any attention to it for two days, he bought some supplies and planned to leave here.

On the third day, however, a group of angry residents came to the door.

"You insulted the Divine Envoy and said such shameful things!"

"It is a great disrespectful crime to deceive the Lord of Nature!"

"You scoundrel, you're not welcome here!"

The inhabitants recounted Moller's crimes, claiming that he was a nasty bad man who had to be expelled, and even the innkeeper came out to chase him out with a straight face.

A strong man saw that Moeller was calm and indifferent, so he reached out angrily and tried to push him, but Moeller suddenly grabbed the man's arm and shook it.

"Bang!" the man's body rose into the air, and slammed on the floor again, moaning for a long time and couldn't get up, a short sword quickly appeared in Moller's hand, and as soon as he moved his wrist, the short sword pulled out a sword flower, and there was a sharp sound in the air, and then everyone was silent, and Moller said with a cold gaze: "Whoever says one more word, I will set fire to this place!"

Demons and gods are also afraid of the wicked, and Moller took action to deter the inhabitants who changed their faces, and no one dared to say anything more in front of him, but the hostility on his face was even more obvious. Luckily, he didn't plan to stay here for long, and after packing up his simple salute, he left the town with Rex along the main road to McCann City.