"Immortal gods?!" Driss shouted: "You are a totemic evil thing, you actually try to seal the gods in vain, touch the realm of the gods, this is blasphemy!"

With lightning at his back, Driss slashed straight at the altar covered in strange patterns. This altar is the place where the totem lives, and theoretically speaking, as long as this altar is broken, the totem will be greatly damaged and its strength will be greatly damaged.

Totem accepts the beliefs of an indigenous settlement, and its strength is not ordinary. It just held up a milky white light mask, and easily blocked Dris's greatsword. However, under the continuous blows of Driss, this light mask is also gradually fading, and it is about to collapse.

Suddenly, a huge burst of light erupted from the altar, obviously to use some kind of forceful means.

"You evil thing, no matter how powerful you are, you are still mortal after all!" Driss did not panic at all, and a thin film of light came out of his body, firmly covering the space of three meters around him. This is the pseudo-realm of a saint-level powerhouse, but it is just a tiny space formed by Driss using spiritual power and holy power to interfere with the operation of the laws of the plane.

After a huge light, a thick pillar of milky white light rushed straight towards Dris. It's just that as soon as this pillar of light entered the space held up by Driss, it was like a quagmire, and the speed of progress was almost turtle speed, and there was no power at all.

"Scatter!"

Driss let out a loud shout, and a large number of tiny streamers appeared in the pseudo-realm. These streamers turned into thin swords, slashing at the pillars of light, crumbling them one by one. Sensing a trace of milky white gas from the disintegration of the pillar of light in the pseudo-realm, he did not hesitate to collect it all with the Dream Altar. Before he had time to see the situation inside the dream altar, he immediately began to launch a fierce attack on the altar where the totem was lodged.

I don't know if it's because the pillar of light just now consumes too much of the totem, or if the totem itself is not strong enough. The light of this altar flashed, and it only resisted a few hundred swords, and then the light collapsed, and small cracks began to appear.

With such an opportunity, Driss naturally stepped up his attack and tried to solve this totem as soon as possible.

When the crack on the altar was a finger's thick, the entire altar suddenly exploded into countless fine debris, and flew rapidly in all directions under the impact of the explosion.

"Want to escape?" Driss reacted when the altar exploded, waving his hand to intercept an inconspicuous piece of debris.

This totem is also cunning, and it actually separates several strands of spiritual power mixed with a large amount of debris, interfering with Dris's senses, and trying to get out of the way. It's just that as soon as Driss used his reconnaissance technique, he clearly distinguished the "true body" of the totem.

At a low level, the Recon technique can only find enemies by sensing the fluctuations of mental power around them. But after the advanced level, you will be able to sense the fluctuations of the soul. Mental power fluctuations may also be weakened or even covered up through certain secret methods. However, the fluctuation of the soul is caused by the operation of the soul of the living soul, and if the soul does not fluctuate, it is not far from collapse.

All the spiritual power exploded, rolling up this piece of debris, and Driss directly used his spiritual power to forcibly ingest the totem in it into the dream altar.

Once any soul-like being enters the altar, it will no longer have any power to resist, something Driss has never doubted for a thousand years. His spiritual power entered the dream altar, and sure enough, this totem had turned into an illusory figure, trapped in the center of the altar by countless chain-like silk threads.

Spiritual power probed into the altar in the center of the space, and two messages appeared in his consciousness.

"Discover the chaotic power of faith, have been collected, and exchange it for spiritual power ......"

"A soul with the power of chaotic faith has been found, and the power of faith has been stripped of it. It can wash away consciousness and become a slave, which requires mental energy...... It can also be directly exchanged for spiritual power......"

It's not the first time Driss has caught a totem, and it's still a good place to wash it away and turn it into a slave, and it's still good to take care of the space built by the dream altar. Now his dream altar is vast, and he is worried about being unpopular. …,

Now the Dream Altar has become almost a necessity for priests and holy warriors because of its variety of exchange items and free space. Priests and Holy Warriors can slash living beings to ingest their souls, which can be exchanged for pure spiritual power or what they want at the Dream Altar. Many things that cannot be obtained in the real shijie can be exchanged in the dream altar, such as beasts and monsters that are not weak, all kinds of slaves that are obedient, all kinds of rare and beautiful animals and plants, and so on.

Exiting the Dream Altar, Driss slammed his sword to the ground, and the entire indigenous settlement was shaken. His spiritual power poured out, directly launching a spiritual impact on all the natives.

These natives were able to fight the giant warriors, but the totem was blessed with the power of faith to temporarily stimulate their potential. Under the mental impact of Driss, they fainted together without the slightest resistance.

Seeing that the opponent fainted, the giant warrior was not surprised at all, and took all the weapons in the hands of the natives.

In this battle alone, the giant civilization captured tens of thousands of people. They also found a large amount of supplies from this huge settlement, which was an additional bonus.

Every member of the Giant Civilization will train to a greater or lesser extent, and almost every young man is a qualified soldier. Now is the time of the Great War, and there are countless giant warriors and warriors of affiliated races who have participated in the war. They "swept" directly in Owen's faith territory, destroying various indigenous settlements and bringing back large quantities of supplies and indigenous slaves.

How could there be no casualties in the Great War? It's just that the warriors of the giant civilization are all stronger, and most of the dead are those natives.

These dead natives were unwilling in their hearts, and their resentment naturally gathered, although it did not reach the level of reaching into the sky, but it also made the evil qi in the sky a little thicker.

"His Highness's church is powerful and sweeps through the natives. But what do we do? The air over this continent is getting heavier and heavier, and sooner or later the natives will revolt, and our church does not have the strength to sweep it all in. "In the temple of the gods, a god was worried.

Not far away, a god also replied with a sad face: "Yes, there are already signs of indigenous revolts in my faith territory. However, the strength of the church and the natives is equal, and if the situation is not good, they can only take action in person. ”

"Your Highness, no! If Your Highness personally kills the natives, the thick resentment envelops the evil qi of heaven and earth, and you may be able to pull Your Highness down from the god throne! Aren't there already two Highnesses in front of you who have fallen because of this and are sleeping in the astral realm?!" another god hurriedly dissuaded.

The bodies of the gods trembled. If you don't kill the natives, the church will collapse, and the believers will die, and they will fall. And if they kill the natives, they will be haunted by resentment, and maybe they will also be pulled into the astral plane and become a star in the main material plane. They have almost no way out!

Suddenly, a god turned happy and said in a low voice: "Why don't we take refuge in that highness?

The rest of the gods shrank and looked at the god like fools. One of the gods even teased: "Your Highness, you are sure to occupy a place in the divine line of that Highness, we don't want to be slaves!"

The god who proposed to take refuge turned red, but he was still a little self-aware. Even if he posted it enthusiastically, people would not want him to be such a burden.