Ash thought Valcas had something to tell him, but he was asked a question in return. However, Ash did have a lot of information he wanted to know: "Start from the time you died?"

Valcas didn't seem to have any intention of keeping it secret, and said calmly, "After being killed by the Titan Executioner, my soul left my body and fell downwards due to the pull of gravity."

"It was like sinking into the deep sea, floating and falling unconsciously. But there are filters in the deep sea. When the soul flows into the filters, many impurities will be filtered out, and then my soul can continue to fall. After six layers of filters, I came to the continent of time, rolling and floating non-stop, without even the birth of self-awareness."

"But 72 hours after death, a drop of blood in my soul began to erupt and spread, binding me while also activating my consciousness."

Valcas pulled open his black robe, revealing the blood lotus on his collarbone.

For some reason, this blood lotus gave Ash the feeling that it didn't look like a tattoo, but rather like it was blooming from inside the body. It was the... corpse spots that Harvey had introduced to him many times.

"Then I became the commander of the gravekeeper of the Blood Tomb."

Ash blinked, "Wait, where did that drop of blood in your soul come from? Why is there blood in your soul?"

"I don't know. I only know that this drop of blood should have been implanted in Broken Lake Prison. In other words, all the redeemed who died in the Blood Moon Judgment must have blood in their souls."

Valcas said, "After I became a commander, I also understood the secret. When we, the Blood Moon death row prisoners, die for more than 72 hours, the blood race will explode in our souls. If they find that we have the talent of commanders, the blood race will directly activate our consciousness and make us the commanders of the gravekeepers."

She paused and said, “All grave keepers are born this way.”

Commander's screening mechanism!

Ash immediately saw through the Blood Moon Lord's intentions - the Blood Moon Trial was not only a venting program for the people and a deterrent guillotine for criminals, but also an interview site for the Blood Moon Lord!

In fact, Ash had discussed with Sword Princess and the others before, how the Lord picked out the commanders he needed. After all, two-winged magicians died every day, and the Lord couldn't test them himself. Moreover, according to Ash's guess, the birth of a commander would consume a certain amount of resources and it would be impossible to produce troops violently. Otherwise, the Time Continent would have been blocked by the Heroic Soul Commanders like a subway station.

Therefore, the Lord must develop an efficient screening mechanism to obtain a commander who can grow up with as little time and investment as possible. At that time, Ash and his friends thought that the most likely way for the Lord to do it was to use the miracles of the prophecy faction to directly select the projection of the magician with the potential to be a commander.

It's normal that a magician can't predict factions, but it's impossible for the Lord God not to know, right?

But I don’t know whether it’s because he can’t predict the faction or he found that this way is more effective, the Blood Moon Lord used a wonderful screening method - Blood Moon Judgment!

The threshold for entering the Blood Moon Judgment is actually very high. After all, the redeemed who can be executed by popular vote are not qualified just for killing a few people. They must at least stand on the opposite side of the vast majority of people, such as a cult leader like Ash, or a powerful conspirator like Financier. These people are the ones most likely to have commander talent.

As long as you plant blood seeds in them during the Blood Moon Judgment, after they die, they will automatically awaken into commanders in the virtual world.

The Blood Moon Supreme Lord does not need to worry about the whole process, but the backup commanders will continue to become the talent reserve of the Blood Tomb. Ash no longer knows whether the Blood Moon Trial was established to screen commanders, or whether it was discovered after the establishment of the Blood Moon Trial that this was the best talent market. Anyway, in the Blood Moon Kingdom's industrialized system, death has become a part of production.

The dead should serve the living, not the other way around... The Blood Moon is indeed the holy land of necromancers that Harvey both loves and hates!

"So after becoming a gravekeeper, do you still have any memories?"

"Yes." Valcas nodded, "But I only have memories left. Hell washed away all my emotions."

"What does that feel like?" Ash was very curious. There is no living person who is not curious about death.

"My memory is like a book," Varcas said. "It contains all kinds of stories written in the first person. I can read these stories at any time, but they are just stories to me. I have never entered the book."

"Angry, happy, sad, touched... these words can't touch my soul at all. My soul is empty," she pointed to her chest, "I have no heartbeat, and I can't understand everything in my memory. But our consciousness is born from memory, so our commander's only wish is to accumulate merits and ask the Lord God to retrieve our soul fragments from hell so that we can regain our heartbeat."

"With every soul fragment, I can understand a little more of the memory. When I gather all the soul fragments..."

Ash: "You will be resurrected?"

"I don't know." Valcas shook his head. "And we don't care. We have no desire other than to understand memories."

Ash exhaled a breath of turbid air. Even for him, it was hard to resist the temptation of "resurrection". Although this road was also extremely difficult, at least there was some hope.

He even wondered whether he should find a way to accomplish something big in reality. Even if he died in the future, he might be able to reincarnate as a commander and make things happen again in the Time Continent.

However... from reality to virtuality, from life to death, Ash found that they had never left the control of the Lord God. Even though he had never heard of any teachings of the Lord God, he could still vaguely understand the thoughts of different Lord Gods. The "selfishness" of the blood moon and the "listening" of the gospel were all influencing everyone in society from all aspects, and thus derived different social waves.

The power of the Lord of Gods is not reflected in the deterrence of power, but in the practice of will. No matter whether the magician is stupid or smart, rebellious or loyal, in the end, he will involuntarily implement the Lord of Gods' will and become a force for promoting social change.

"Here."

Ash raised his head and hurriedly caught the magic spirit and the map.

"Hand-drawn map of Valcarth"

"Spirit of Spiritualism"

Ash opened the virtual map, and the system immediately popped up a prompt saying "Map information has been updated."

However, compared with Demilo's Star Hall map that depicts one-sixth of the area, Valcas's map is obviously much shabby, recording only one-twelfth of the area of ​​the Time Continent. It may be because she has just joined the job for a few days and has not yet figured out the local terrain of the Blood Tomb Company.

The most conspicuous things on the new map are the three Blood Tomb main cities. Ash discovered that Blood Tomb had one less main city than Star Hall, so he asked why. Valcas replied, "Star Hall was the winner of the last Six Kingdoms Grand Seal, so it has the most main cities. If nothing unexpected happens, Star Hall will become the target of the five major forces this time."

"What is the Six Kingdoms Grand Prime Minister?"

"A great war occurs every fifty years. I don't know the cause of the war, but I know it will happen. A large number of souls, followers, and even commanders will disappear in this war until the final winner is decided."

Fifty years... Hearing this familiar time interval, Ash's heart moved: "How long will it take until the next Six Kingdoms Grand Enthronement Ceremony?"

"It will be soon." Valcas said, "According to real time, there are about seventy days left."

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The first level of virtual realm is the sea of ​​knowledge.

A small bat was flying through the white fog. She suddenly realized something and flew straight to the right front area. Soon, an island appeared in front of her, and there was an orc gunslinger on the island.

When the bat turned into a human form and landed on the ground, the orc warlock immediately armed his heavy sniper and tried to kill the intruder with heavy firepower. However, the intruder just raised his hand lightly, and then the orc warlock's whole body stiffened, and blood flowers appeared on his body one after another, but they did not seep out of the skin, looking bright and disgusting.

Pop.

With a sound like a pustule bursting, the orc warlock exploded into a firework and disappeared, leaving behind the warlock spirit and the warlock manual.

"Does the necromancy miracle have to be so disgusting...?"

Although it was not the first time, Shiffrin still found it difficult to accept this scene - even though she was also a member of the Blood Saint Clan, she majored in blood magic and could not understand the necromancers' love for corpse spots.

Just now, Shiffrin used only one magic spirit to kill the projection of the orc magician in seconds. This magic spirit is a benefit that every Blood Saint can get - the 'Flower of Death'.

The Flower of Death has only one effect, which is to activate the soul vampires within ten meters. Once successfully activated, the vampires will kill the possessed person, allowing the Blood Moon Sorcerer to win without any effort.

The creator of the Soul Blood Seed was none other than the Blood Saint Clan. In other words, the so-called Soul Blood Seed was actually a byproduct of the Blood Embrace Ceremony performed by the Blood Saint Clan.

In the "Blood Embrace Ceremony", the Blood Saints need to disguise themselves as medical doctors and lurk in the prison, and bury their own soul blood in the bodies of the death row prisoners of their choice. When the death row prisoners die in the Blood Moon Judgment, their magic power will be completely absorbed by the soul blood, and the Blood Saints will take back the soul blood and turn it into nutrients for their own source blood.

However, because the souls and blood of the Blood Saints are integrated, the soul blood will also invade the souls of the death row prisoners. When the death row prisoners are alive, their strong souls are enough to prevent the infiltration of soul blood, but in the Blood Moon Trial, the soul blood is unprecedentedly strengthened, and the soul of the death row prisoners will stagnate when they die, so the soul blood will drill into the souls of the death row prisoners like a centipede and grow rapidly until they grow into "blood species".

Even in the virtual world, the Blood Saint Clan magicians can smell the scent of blood species within 100 meters. As long as they use the "Flower of Death" magic spirit, they can easily kill these magician projections with blood species.

Although this type of magician projection is just a drop in the ocean in the virtual world, the core blood saints have a fast flying speed in the virtual world. In addition, with the accumulation of blood moon trials over the years, Shifflin has encountered it three or four times so far. This can be regarded as an exclusive benefit for the blood saints.

When you are alive, you are the fuel of society and our material; after you die, you are the fertilizer of the virtual world and our nourishment.

Living in the Blood Moon for so many years, Shiffrin still found it difficult to accept this value system: everything has a clear price tag, all props should be put into reproduction, the so-called added values ​​such as emotion, commemoration, and significance will not be recognized, and squeezing out the last bit of value in life is the greatest respect for life... This extreme pursuit of maximum benefit makes Shiffrin, who likes meaningless entertainment such as traveling, taking pictures, and playing poker, feel very tired.

"Come to think of it, Ash is now living in another country... What kind of country is it? What races are there? What are its characteristics? Does it have feudal dregs like blood relationship? Does the god there care about the people?" Shivlin thought wildly while collecting the spoils, and turned into a little bat again to continue exploring the virtual world.

Gulp.

The little bat hovered in the air, and the ultrasonic detection detected a strange vortex sound in the sea next to her.

swirl?

Shivlin's silver wings had already condensed, and now she was waiting for the blood magic faction to be promoted to the gold level and then to the second wing. However, she had been in the Sea of ​​Knowledge for several months and had never seen a whirlpool, so she flew over to see the world.

Just when the little bat was about to fly into the whirlpool, she happened to see a small boat emerging from the whirlpool. She had no time to dodge and collided directly with the people on the boat!

"Hey? I'm sorry, I didn't hurt you, did I?"

The little bat flapped its wings and found itself in the arms of a Veela magician.