Chapter 44

A shadow full of bloody resentment is located in the center of the city, in which a steady stream of gas is absorbed.

This is similar to the totem in the past, but the scale is unknown.

"It has reached level 4." Chen Ming looked at the faint shadow and felt the faint sense of crisis from his inner spirit.

It seemed to sense something. In the dark, a killing divinity suddenly lit up, as if eager and looking forward to it.

"This is roa. When you get here and go south, you will be within the sphere of influence of the southern city states."

On Chen Ming's side, Irene looked at Chen Ming and said.

Compared with before, at this time, her body has changed a little.

Although the appearance has not changed, it has a more temperament, as if it were natural, with a breath of fresh air. Although it is not amazing, it makes people feel incomparably soft.

Chen Ming looked at her with a smile and said softly, "here, we should also be separated."

"Yes!" Elena nodded, looking a little trance, thinking about her experience in the past ten days, like another world.

She looked at Chen Ming quietly. On her hand, a light cyan God emblem was tightly held.

She hesitated a little, then took out a bird shaped family emblem and handed it to Chen Ming. She said, "this is our family emblem with my breath. If you need it one day in the future, you can come to the imperial capital to find me."

Seeing this, Chen Ming looked at her, smiled and took the badge.

They looked at each other and smiled. There was a faint tacit understanding brewing between them.

He looked at Elena and said with a smile, "where is the emperor?"

Opposite, the girl was surprised, but looking at his sacrificial appearance and thinking about his age, she suddenly realized.

"The imperial capital is the center of the city-state, where there is an imperial court."

"The king's court is the place where the kings of all the city states in the world are located. The imperial capital is the strongest city state in the world. It is also a place known as the existence of gods."

"The gods?" Chen Ming was stunned.

Seeing this, Elena nodded, "yes, God."

"In this world, there are sacrifices in every tribe and city-state. Among them, the gods sacrificed in each city-state are different. Most of them are made by ancestors after their ancestors die."

"However, in our opinion, although all the ancestors are declared gods, the only one who can really be regarded as gods is the imperial ancestor god, Chris."

He paused, looked at Chen Ming, held a pale green god emblem in his hand, and said with a smile: "of course, there is still the God of nature."

"Imperial Ancestral God, Chris?" Chen Ming was curious.

Opposite, Elena nodded and said, "it is said that the world was not like this long ago."

"It is said that at that time, when the country was clear and bright, the Lords managed their territory wholeheartedly and made the people live happily. At that time, there were no forbidden areas everywhere in the world, there were no terrible Warcraft in the wild, and there was no need to worry about the invasion of ghosts at night."

"But later, the disaster suddenly came, the sun was covered and became dark, and the disasters in the whole world became extremely frequent. After a black magic rain, people and beasts were demonized one after another, and then an extremely terrible Warcraft and Warcraft began to appear, tearing the earth apart."

"The disaster continued. Later, the Lords shrank in the last few cities and made the last resistance. This situation continued until the birth of Chris."

"After Chris grew up, he showed his extraordinary talent. Under his leadership, countless people fought back against the Warcraft. With a head of natural disaster Warcraft killed by him, Chris himself became more and more powerful. In the end, he successfully expelled the Warcraft and laid a huge country. After his death, he became the ancestor god of the Empire."

Speaking of this, Elena has a trace of admiration on her face. Obviously, she knows a lot about these deeds.

The more you know, you can understand how difficult it is to do this kind of thing, and how powerful strength and luck it needs to do it.

However, listening to these stories, Chen Ming opposite looked strange. He felt a sense of vision of the protagonist of the novel.

With each other's story, above his head, a fragmented star was flashing violently. In Chen Ming's body, an ancient and simple divine personality also vibrated slightly. A premonition came from Chen Ming's mind, which surprised him.

"Yes, in times of crisis, heroes will always be born. This is not only the current situation, but also the world's luck."

Suddenly, he looked at the fragment above his head. Vaguely, he seemed to feel a world torrent running continuously, calling him and constantly involving him, but his vision was obscured.

He sneered in his heart. In his body, an ancient and simple divine personality suddenly operated, blooming incomparably sacred divine light, and scattered the fog around him.

Suddenly, his consciousness seemed to see a scene through the torrent of fate.

I saw that on the southern land, a surge of Qi was surging secretly, and a few starlight fragments loomed in it. In the center, on top of the most huge air, a fragment like a star twinkles.

This fragment is huge, running quietly in the air, pulling a large number of world sources all the time. If Chen Ming's one only accounts for one percent of a complete star, then this one accounts for a full 30%. The source force of the huge and suffocating world is full of. Faintly, you can also see a touch of golden merit light.

At the next moment, a sudden counterattack hit. Chen Ming snorted coldly and took a step back. The two gods in his body worked, and a huge light of merit appeared, killing the counterattack completely.

"What's the matter?" opposite, Elena looked at Chen Ming and asked in some confusion.

In this regard, Chen Ming shook his head, looked at Elena with a caring look on her face, smiled and said, "I'm fine."

After a pause, he looked at Elena across the street and asked, "Elena, what are you going to do when you go back?"

"Nature is preaching." opposite, Elena smiled mysteriously. Looking at Chen Ming's face, she sighed: "I heard that if the sacrificial priest tries to preach, even if piety is not enough, she can make rapid progress."

"My family, in the imperial capital, also has a certain strength. Although it is not strong, it can also give me some convenience in preaching."

Saying this, she looked at the guards behind her.

On the way these days, she has turned these people into believers of the God of nature. She really feels that her divine power is much better than relying on herself.

Speaking of, this is also the rule set by Chen Ming.

As long as someone is spreading his teachings and turning others into believers, part of the believer's power of faith obtained by offering Chen Ming will be returned to the missionary. Although not too many, as long as enough believers are spread, even a pseudo believer can be strengthened by a steady stream of divine power to the point second only to saints.

This is also another way to give powerful believers, which can fully mobilize their enthusiasm so that their talents will not be wasted. It is precisely because of this that Chen Ming can now have so many believers.

"It's getting late. Let's separate here." looking at each other, Chen Ming smiled.

Opposite, the other party was stunned. He looked at Chen Ming and didn't speak for a long time.

"Speaking of it, I don't know your name yet?" after a while, Elena smiled at Chen Ming and said slowly.

Seeing this, Chen Ming was also stunned. He bowed his head and thought silently for a while, and then slowly said, "just call me Arthur."

He smiled with a gentle face.

The opposite side didn't say much, but smiled, picked up the divine emblem, gave a blessing to Chen Ming, and then left with people.

After a long journey, he gradually left. Behind him, Chen Ming looked at mulis and others and said with a smile, "let's go too."

Then he looked at the distant city and looked up silently.

Ahead, a force of fate is silently pulling, as if echoing something.