The Soul Sect is expanding at an exaggerated rate among the human race.

Although the transcendent means are no longer absolutely rare among the human race.

However, the divine art taught by the Soul Sect is the lowest cost, the lowest threshold, and the most obvious way to ascend among the extraordinary means obtained by the human race so far.

It has advantages that no other transcendent path can match.

With the expansion of the Soul Sect, Monet, as a two-in-one god and the Pope, felt more and more that the connection between himself and the human race gradually deepened.

The war between Heaven and Hell continues.

It may be many years before the dispute is completely settled.

At this time, the eyes of the gods are no longer just locked on the battlefield.

They are always watching the movements of the human world and monitoring the major races.

The change of the human race did not satisfy the gods with hearts.

Not to mention anything else, just because the human race has produced a god-killer, this race should not be underestimated.

The emergence of the Soul Sect made the gods suspicious of each other.

Not many gods would have imagined that this sect, which is consistent with the name of the Lord of Souls, would be developed by the Lord of Souls himself.

On the top of Mount Lasol in the heavenly realm, there is a palace of gods, and in the central temple, the god of thunder... Casa, the king of the gods and the rightful ruler of the Second Age, was filled with rage.

In front of him, kneeling were two gods guarding the seal.

"Go find him! Send the Divine Descendants to destroy his sect. Kasa issued his own oracle.

The eyes that flickered with electric light pierced through the space and sprinkled into the mortal world.

"Monet, this time, I must kill you!" the king of the gods whispered in the empty temple.

Three hundred and seventy-nine endings!

Each of them is mortal!

The high-ranking priest of the Soul Sect 'chased' and covered his forehead deadly.

The divine art of the soul has super computing power.

Through the experience of the present, the future is calculated and the results are obtained.

Change a factor, then try to calculate it again, and come up with a different result.

It's not the power of time and space, and it's not fate, if you're serious... It can be regarded as a derivation of the wisdom in the soul.

Directly opposite the chase, a hybrid of gods and elves, a special being called the 'godborn', holding a giant axe, was slashing down towards the 'chase' with an axe.

Chase can only be forced to respond to the enemy.

Even the hardest stone knives were extremely fragile in front of the godborn's giant axe.

It was just a collision that shattered into debris.

The war knife kept vibrating in Liu Ren's hand, his footsteps kept retreating, rubbing on the ground, his wrist was shattered, and blood continued to drip down his arm.

A blast of energy struck quickly towards the godborn.

It was a few junior priests of the Soul Sect who were helping to support.

They asked for the favor of the Lord of Souls, and then borrowed a trace of the power of the Lord of Souls from the underworld, and attached to the energy of heaven and earth that they could mobilize, and attacked.

This is the most superficial use of divine art.

Poof!

The energy slammed into the godborn's body, but it couldn't penetrate the thick armor on his body at all.

The blessing bestowed upon him by his god-father had always enveloped him, and no amount of human injury seemed to be able to break the god's body.

The giant axe swung, and several low-level priests were directly twisted into pieces in the axe light.

Like a giant upright black giant dog's divine descendant, let out a terrifying roar.

With great power, but without a matching mind and priesthood, most of the gods... Also known as the Divine Sin, they are some terrifying monsters.

The god in front of him with a giant axe, although he has a simple spiritual intelligence, is almost no exception.

"Kobold, send me to hell to confess!"

He used the irreversible soul sacrifice in the soul sect to sacrifice his pious soul to the soul master, and begged the soul master for a trace of divine will.

At this time, Monet, who was in the giant nest tribe and managed some affairs, suddenly paused for a moment.

Then, as usual, he continued to spread the teachings of the Soul Sect to the surrounding believers.

"Sacrificial Divine Arts... This was supposed to be just an experiment for me, I didn't need mortal souls, I wasn't those filthy devils, mortal souls, for me, except to satisfy some snooping desires, it actually made no sense. But someone actually launched such a sacrificial divine technique, what kind of force is it that pushes those selfish people to make such an absolute sacrifice?"

"I want to see it!"

Along with Monet's thoughts, a divine power containing a trace of his origin descended on Chase's body.

Strength! A full sense of power, constantly satisfying the emptiness of chasing the body.

He picked up a huge stone and threw it like a hammer at the godborn.

With each wave, the ground shook again and again.

Rumble!

Finally, the entire ground completely collapsed, and the chase with white flames burning all over his body was entangled with the kobold gods.

However, this did not save the war.

Huge silver stone figures, a large number of black bats, descended from the sky.

A new Divine Descent has appeared.

They are all monsters, comparable to demigods, chasing only the priests of the Soul Sect, unable to resist.

However, behind him, there is also a group of children.

It was the adopted child of the Soul Sect, the future of the Sect.

Sensing the sight of chasing, Monet was slightly stunned.

He can understand that any life, for the protection of future generations.

However, it is not particularly understandable that unrelated individuals in the same ethnic group can protect other young individuals.

In fact, in many beasts, even intelligent races.

Some powerful males, in order to gain more mating rights, will kill some of the female's offspring that have nothing to do with him, thus forcing the female to reproduce with him.

Monet's fingers moved, and a little girl suddenly walked out of the group of young children.

The little girl's eyes glowed white, and with a misplaced hand, a milky harp appeared in her hand.

The crisp and melodious sound of the piano flowed from her fingertips.

Those stupid gods, under the command of her piano, began to kill each other.

All of the little girl's companions looked at her in amazement.

There is yearning and worship in the eyes, but also rejection and fear.

Monet remembered these looks, and then did not withdraw the divine power he left in the body of the little girl, but let these divine powers continue to transform their bodies.

Monet began to feel that the Soul Sect needed to have some truly strong people.

And you can't just rely on him forever.

"In addition to divine arts, the Soul Sect must have a set of real, its own cultivation and training methods. All power is in oneself, not in the one that pleads with me. ”

Only when you know how to take up arms for yourself can God hear the plea and protect you. "Conveniently, Monet added such an article to the doctrine of his soul sect.