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The tablet seems to have been used by the former owner 'Lord' as a portable notebook, and the information about the 'Dark Believer' in it is indeed extremely rich, not only the full version of the Transformation Prayer of the 'Dark Believer' with pictures and texts;

After stealing the holy power of other gods, transform them into rune spells from the source of dark magic;

Feel the 'power of darkness' in the dark, continue to get in touch with the basic knowledge of the blood sacrifice ritual of its deep tyrannical ability, and some of the lords' personal perceptions of the profession of 'dark believer'.

And all of this is beautifully animated.

Zhang Lishengzai read these contents carefully, and suddenly flashed in his mind that the lord was wearing an ancient monk's robe, and after brutally killing the sacrifice, he suddenly took out a tablet computer with inspiration, recorded his new feelings attentively, and then continued the blood sacrifice, and finally used the flash program to produce the whole process of the animated short film, I couldn't help but feel very absurd.

But thinking that the experiments he had done with modern biotechnology might seem even stranger in the eyes of other wizards, he smiled dumbly, and stopped slandering the Lord, and let a wave of disappointment hit him.

Through just a few hours of research, the young man understood that the so-called 'dark believers' simply mean that through some cruel ritual, they sacrifice themselves to the 'dark power', change the nature of life, and obtain extraordinary abilities.

And the 'Dark Force' is the 'Force' that was born from the cruel nature of all living beings in the vast universe of the Great Thousand Ages.

Unlike a believer who believes in a certain god. Believers in the 'Dark Power' can wield those cruel and terrifying abilities in a myriad of ways, with very few restrictions, and theoretically can be used in different worlds without any restrictions.

What's even more tempting is that the 'dark believers' are more likely to break through the trap and get the chance to become gods, and the only drawback is the paranoid and brutal nature that will slowly change in the process of transcendence.

The bloodthirsty personality is not a big flaw in the eyes of most Western 'dark professionals' who like to kill for fun, but in the eyes of Zhang Lisheng, who has felt that the ultimate goal of cultivation is to gain 'great freedom' since he was a child. Because cultivation has become a distorted nature, such shortcomings cannot be tolerated at all.

"You can't fix this kind of thing even if you kill it. He shut down the computer, sighed, and muttered listlessly, "Or before you get the way to stick to your 'heart'." You can't do both.

Hey, at the end of the day. Being a 'witch' is the most suitable way for me to use the power of faith. It must still be the method of the 'witch' Dao sacrifice gate, but in addition to the witch gate, where is there a systematic 'witch' Dao sacrifice method. Hey..."

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Lisheng still found nothing until the fish turned white outside the window.

After the sunlight poured into his face through the thin curtains, the young man realized that he had drilled the horns, and he didn't think much about it, and walked out of the guest room with the computer in his arms.

The outside air was fresh and cold, and when he went downstairs, he ignored the car parked in the motel, and directly gave a thumbs up to intercept a good Samaritan's car on the side of the road.

After being taken to the central city of New York and having a hearty breakfast, Zhang Lisheng took a taxi to the suburb of Xingang, and took the nearest ferry to the 'shrimp B1 island'.

For the next few days, he waited patiently in the southern Tude settlement.

Finally, at noon in the scorching sun one day, Zhang Lisheng, who was reading this mysterious book in the bark house dedicated to the annals of the tribe, received a report from the tribal scout, and the Kaqilu tribe, which was closest to the tribe, was attacked by hundreds of mysterious powerhouses.

"Great attackers, those attackers are dressed in black robes, and a large puff of smoke covers the whole of 'Kaqilu', but although I can't see the war, I can feel the violent wind in the trees thousands of paces away from the Kaqilu tribe, there must be a great disaster. The scout, kneeling at the feet of the tribe's living faith and sticking a bright feather on his head, said urgently.

"Choosing to attack at noon, the Lord's concept of time is really different. Zhang Lisheng jumped down from the huge wooden seat covered with long animal skins, casually turned Tudenan Annals and put it on the altar, and then picked up a dozen faith round stones from the altar and held them in the palm of his hand, and strode out of the bark house.

Looking in the direction of 'Kaqilu', he saw a black smoke in the distant sky covering a large area of mountains and forests, which seemed to be almost the same as the dark clouds before the heavy rainstorm, he was stunned for a moment, and smiled at the Tudnantou who was closely following him, and said: "Very interesting way to hide, Tugla, it seems that our 'Allied Army' is much more useful than I imagined."

Go, gather five thousand, nay, ten thousand tribal warriors, and rush to the mountains and forests two thousand paces away from 'Kaqilu' and lie in ambush around them, waiting for my orders. ”

From the moment Zhang Lisheng ordered the scouts of 'Tudenan' to pay special attention to reconnoitring the movements of the neighboring Kaqilu and Mochacho tribes, there was already Tugla, who was planning to repeat the old trick and copy the guess of the 'Brilliant Night', and when he heard that this was the case, he sighed with worry and prostrated on the ground, "Obey Your Excellency." ”

"Tugla, I know that you are worried that the unbridled expansion of 'Tudnan' will attract the attention of the powerful tribes on the island, and even lead to a coalition crusade, but the question now is, can we deliberately give up when we have a good opportunity to conquer 'Kaqilu'?

If the battle of conquest does not advance, it will retreat, and the worried people will think about the future and the future, and sooner or later the 'Tudenan' will decline again. Seeing the weak appearance of Tude Nantou, Zhang Lisheng encouraged him loudly.

Then its body suddenly elongated to more than two meters high, and its skin gave birth to diamond-shaped scales, and it jumped high, hid its body, and ran wildly towards the cloudy mountains and forests in the distance.

Jumping through the dense forest, and crossing through the past with an insurmountable obstacle, the young man went straight until he reached the top of a large tree at the edge of the dark clouds.

Sharp claws set up the pergola, and looked at the habitat of the Kaqilu tribe with all his eyes, Zhang Lisheng found that his eyes, which could usually penetrate all the fog, were out of order this time, and he only saw a black fog in the distance.

After thinking about it, the young man did not force himself to sneak into 'Kaqilu' to find out what the battle situation was at this time, but waited patiently in the canopy.

Ten minutes later, he saw several blurry figures swaying in the black fog and appearing vaguely, gradually becoming clearer and clearer.

After a while, five or six figures wearing dark green robes covering their heads scrambled out of the mist, but before they could leave a hundred meters away, they fell to the mud floor, and the flesh on their backs cracked, and countless colorful mushrooms grew from their bodies;

All three bodies were reduced to boulders;

The last one struggled on the ground and turned into a bunch of bubbles fluttering up in the sun.

"It seems that these people are supposed to be 'Darkwalkers' who fled from the battle, but I don't know if they died at the hands of spirits or companions.

However, no matter what, a few hundred 'Dark Walkers' should be able to topple the 'Kaqiru' totem pole.

I'm afraid that if the loss is too great, His Excellency the Lord will overturn the agreement and raise the price of the transaction..."Zhang Lisheng sat down on the dense branches of the big tree, looking ahead and muttering to himself imagining the 'good show' that could not be seen in the distance, until the sun gradually set westward and the black fog slowly dissipated.

The fog dissipated, and immediately there was a strong smell of blood in the air, and the young man jumped off the canopy, and slowly walked into the silent 'Kaqilu' habitat along the woodland, where blood was overflowing and everywhere lay the corpses of strangely shaped dead infernandes.

Walking among the tens of thousands of Kaqilu people like wood carvings, and the 'dark walkers' who had more than 20% of the casualties, and just approached the huge totem pole that collapsed, Zhang Lisheng heard a voice like a male duck neighing in his ears, "You came in time, Your Excellency Dragon Tooth, have you brought the nineteen Faith Stones?"

"Of course, Your Excellency," Zhang Lisheng showed his figure, walked up to the black-robed man who spoke, spread his claws and handed over a small pile of cobblestones in his palm without hesitation, "Nineteen of the purest faith stones, happy trading." ”

"This transaction is not pleasant, Your Excellency Dragon's Tooth," the Lord took the Stone of Faith, and when he saw that it was indeed pure and flawless, the inexplicable anger in his heart dissipated a lot unconsciously, but his mouth still said coldly: "These natives and earth monsters have cooperated to increase their combat power too much, and I regret it now..."

"Your Excellency, to be honest, the reason why you have made such a great sacrifice in attacking the natives this time is not only because of the strength of these natives of the 'Otherworldly Realm' and the spirits who guard them, but also because everyone wants to keep their spare strength, and if the battle is a little more miserable, they will become deserters, right?" Zhang Lisheng interrupted the lord's words and said with a smile.

The tall black-robed man was silent for a while, and then said coldly: "Even so, it is too cost-effective to destroy a natively tribe of seventy or eighty thousand people in exchange for nineteen Faith Stones.

The strength of a person's body and the strength of his will can be said to be directly proportional, and since these natives have such an unexpected combat power, the power of faith contained in the totem poles of the native tribe should also be far beyond my expectations. ”

"Your Excellency, the possession of the Guardian Spirits of the native tribes will make you feel surprisingly powerful, not least because they can also use the power of faith to increase their strength.

And the tribe's totem pole is equivalent to their 'piggy bank' for collecting the power of faith, and how much they gain after 'opening' depends only on luck, if luck is good..."

"Good luck, bad luck is your lordship, I don't want to talk nonsense, in short, the conditions of the future transaction will be modified...

Well, you've mapped me two tribes, they're very close, and I'm going to rest for a while and conquer another tribe before evening.

But this time, I will be rewarded with fifty Faith Stones, and none of them will be missing. The Lord said forcefully. (To be continued......)