"Lord of the Source!"

"The King of All Aspects!"

"Taiwei Jade Emperor!"

“…”

As he chanted in his mouth, a voice also echoed in the fragments of the divine realm deep in his inner sea of ​​spirit.

Talk to yourself.

This feeling is very strange.

The believers and the gods belong to the same person. I am afraid that in the countless years of history of the two worlds, there is only one such person, Carl.

As soon as the thought came to him, Carl and the two corpses on the ground disappeared at the same time and appeared in the fragments of the divine realm.

All the sacrificial items belong to the gods.

Not just flesh and blood, but also their souls.

In fact, if the giant squid of the abyss grows to the third level, it can also search the soul memories of others.

That’s not all.

It can also manifest and take shape in the dreams and consciousness of others, coming and going freely.

But it is too early to say this now, not to mention that searching for memories by the giant squid in the abyss is definitely not as convenient and complete as searching for fragments of the divine realm.

"memory……"

With the blessing of absolute rationality, Carl's fluctuating thoughts calmed down quietly and his face returned to calm.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the Seventh Elder's past memories turned into fragments floating in the air.

The vast life experiences of more than eighty years are enough to turn an ordinary person into a mentally retarded person.

Under the power of the divine domain fragments, the Seventh Elder’s memories of cultivation were quickly picked out.

After a moment.

Sirius Magic Fist! A complex and mysterious fist technique is revealed before our eyes, and there are also many scenes of the Seventh Elder practicing.

"It turns out that the Seventh Elder was not able to truly master this fist technique. Not only was it because he did not practice the Heavenly Wolf Breathing Technique, but also because in order to fully master this sacred skill, he also needed the blood of the Wolf God Fenrir."

"Fenrir?"

"An evil god from a foreign land was subdued by the goddess and became the guardian god guarding the gate of the divine realm."

Carl's eyes flickered:

"Two pieces of news, one good and one bad."

"The good news is that the sacred skills that go with the Giant Spirit Breathing Technique do not require any other requirements. As long as you practice the Giant Spirit Breathing Technique, you can master it perfectly."

"The bad news is..."

"That sacred skill called the Great Power Fist is not available in the Holy Temple!"

The feeling of loss was fleeting, and a lot of knowledge in the Seventh Elder's memory that ordinary people could not access emerged one by one.

In addition to the inheritance of holy skills, Carl is also very interested in the path of knighthood in this world.

The Knight's Way,

Legend is definitely not the end!

It’s just that because of the gods, no matter in the main world or the other world, the road above the legend is monopolized.

In peacetime, in order to maintain their own status, the gods tacitly blocked the advancement of legends.

The faith stream will be vigorously promoted.

Pious priests and servants can receive grace, and their souls can enter the divine realm and even advance to become angels.

Only a very small number of knights with extraordinary talents and years of experience have the opportunity to enter the divine realm and become the guardians of the gods.

Once they encounter unrest, such as the invasion of evil gods or the war of gods, they will relax the restrictions on the path of knights and even bestow various resources to help the knights who believe in them advance.

The legendary sequel is contained in the Seventh Elder’s memory.

A first-level legendary knight.

Level 2 Paladin! Level 3...

Demigod!

A powerful third-level demigod who can kill gods with a divine weapon in hand.

In the book that the Moon Goddess left to the temple, there was a record of more than a dozen third-level knights besieging and killing a god.

"Only one sacred skill?"

Carl looked thoughtful and then looked at the other corpse.

Deacon Lev!

Not long.

The record of the holy skill in Lev's memory also appeared before his eyes. It was a holy skill called Red Thunder.

Although Lev himself practiced a simplified version of the holy skills, he had seen the complete inheritance of the holy skills.

"Ancient Dragon!"

"Red Thunder is an innate ability mastered by the ancient dragon clan. This is similar to the super-grade seal of the Dragon King Chamber of Commerce."

Carl touched his chin and searched through the memories of the Seventh Elders for records about ancient times.

A long, long time ago.

Before the gods appeared, the world was ruled by various dragons and powerful giants.

later,

The gods appeared.

The dragons and giants who were unwilling to change their beliefs were slaughtered, and the few who surrendered to the gods became slaves.

"Thousands of years of history..."

“Magnificent!”

"But it seems that holy skills also have different levels of superiority and strength. The Red Thunder is far less powerful than the Heavenly Wolf Phantom Demon Fist, even if it is an incomplete Heavenly Wolf Phantom Demon Fist."

“Hmm…”

"Red Thunder is also easier to practice."

Retracting his thoughts, Karl took out a piece of letter paper: "I wonder if I'm late?"

* * * Purification pool.

This place opens once a month to cleanse the bodies of those who have paid the redemption money and to lift the curse of the City of Death.

Walking out from here means gaining freedom.

However, the redemption money is not something that ordinary people can afford; even wealthy families will feel the pain.

Jyoti followed his brother, looking at the sky nervously, calculating something silently in his mind.

"elder brother."

A timid, childish voice sounded from behind: "Are we really leaving this city?"

Leaving the familiar place where you have lived since childhood and going to an unfamiliar city always makes people feel confused.

"Yeah." The boy nodded, his face full of seriousness: "I promised my mother that I would take care of you when you grow up. There are those bad guys in this city, we have to leave."

"Don't worry, brother will protect you."

"Um."

The little girl nodded slightly.

Jyoti looked back, her eyes full of curiosity.

The boy was not very old, probably about the same age as her, and his clothes were also tattered.

The little girl was about seven or eight years old, her face was covered with dirt, except for her big eyes which were bright and lively.

This kind of person...

How to pay the redemption money?

"Hello, big sister."

The little girl asked Jyoti, "Are you guys going to leave this city too?"

"right!"

Jyoti smiled:

"We are just like you. We have to leave to avoid the bad guys in the city."

"Really?" The little girl looked confused: "How did you raise the money? My brother got some unexpected money and sold his house to get enough money."

"Julia!" Matthew pulled his sister and said seriously, "You forgot what I told you when you came here. Don't talk to strangers casually."

Julia shut up immediately.

Jyoti smiled and looked away.

"Next batch!"

"come over!"

The city guards who were guarding the cleansing pool urged loudly, and the group came to a large pool one by one.

The blood-red pool water exuded a strong smell of blood, which also made everyone's expressions look a little ugly.

"Go in!"

The city guard shouted, "Submerge your entire body underwater and hold out for at least five breaths. If you die before you can get out of the city, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"call……"

Someone took a deep breath, walked into the 'cleansing pool', and walked in the waist-deep water.

Then he took another deep breath and lay down in the pool.

…………

After walking out of the purification pool, Jyoti was about to walk towards home when her brother suddenly grabbed her wrist.

“Come here!”

"Um?"

Jyoti was stunned.

She saw her brother and sister holding her and her brother respectively, and walking towards a small caravan not far away.

A feeling of panic suddenly came over me.

"elder brother."

She asked hurriedly: "What's going on?"

"We are leaving this city." Brother Norton lowered his eyebrows, his face gloomy, and pulled her to walk quickly: "Don't ask too much, just follow us."

"But..." Jody whispered, "I still have a lot of things to take with me, and I haven't said goodbye to my friends yet, and my father and his family haven't come yet."

"Jody, you should grow up." Norton shook his head: "If we give you time to say goodbye, won't our family's enemies know that we are going to escape?"

"This matter was arranged in advance by my parents. As for your things..."

"If it was the package that was secretly packed in your room, it should be in the caravan by now."

"Let's go!"

“But…” Jody’s face turned pale.

"No buts." Norton growled, "We should leave, and leave immediately. Only when we are safe can our families feel at ease."

His eyes were red and his teeth were clenched. He looked back deeply, picked up Jody and put her on the carriage.

The small carriage was packed with people and filled with all kinds of strange smells, but Jyoti couldn't care less about that at the moment.

There was only an inexplicable panic filling my heart.

Leaving? Everything that was once familiar will no longer exist.

"Big sister."

A familiar voice sounded: "We meet again so soon?"

Jyoti came back to his senses, looked at the little girl in her brother's arms, and forced a smile on his face.

"yes."

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"My name is Alva, and this is my brother Matthew." The little girl introduced the two of them in a familiar manner:

"What's your name, big sister?"

"..." Jyoti opened his mouth: "Jyoti."

"Don't talk too much." Norton got on the carriage and swept his cold eyes over the other people in the carriage: "Let's go!"

The wheel turned and headed out of the city.

Jyoti curled up, holding the package handed to her by her brother in her arms, with thoughts racing in her mind.

We had agreed to set off in a few days, but the time was suddenly changed. It must be that the situation at home changed.

Father, mother...

Will it be okay? My brother is only a few years older than me and has only been on a long trip once. Can we reach the Grand Dukedom safely?

Did Xiaoer follow my instructions and deliver the letter to those adults when she couldn't find me? What should I do in the future? Although her family has always treated Qiaodi as a child, she is actually much more mature than her peers.

even,

Sometimes he sees things more clearly than his brother Norton.

But she was still a child after all, and had never experienced such a situation. She couldn't find a solution. Many thoughts kept rising and falling in her mind. Gradually, she felt sleepy and fell asleep in a daze.

“Boom!”

The carriage shook violently.

The violent shaking caused Jyoti to lean back, and the back of his head hit the wood, and he was instantly awakened by the pain.

"Um!"

"careful!"

Norton reached out to support him, opened the door of the carriage and looked out, his expression suddenly changed.

Against the backdrop of the dim night, a group of knights exuding a cold aura appeared at the end of the road.

The vision of the Peak Knight allowed him to see a familiar sign.

“It’s them!”

Norton clenched his hands:

"Why are they here? Are they just passing by? Or did they get some news?"

"call……"

A breeze blew through the convoy, and the familiar smell made Norton's eyes widen. He turned around, hugged his sister and jumped out of the car.

“Run away!”

"It's the Wind Blast performed by the Great Knight!"

Super-grade seal——chaotic wind blast!

The breeze suddenly became stronger, and visible streaks of white wind appeared out of nowhere and rolled towards the convoy.

"puff!"

“Puff!”

The sharp wind blade easily cut the horses pulling the carriage in half, and the sturdy carriage was vulnerable to the wind blade.

Blood splattered.

Screams and wails were heard.

The people in the caravan were in chaos, and those who had escaped by chance scattered in all directions when faced with the oncoming knights.

"Walk!"

Norton called his brothers and sisters and fled towards the dense forest.

The four of them looked panicked and ran hand in hand. In the pitch-dark jungle, the only sounds were their rapid breathing and footsteps.

"Why would a Death Knight appear here? Only a few people knew that we left."

"Now is not the time to talk about this."

Norton looked back, his face darkened: "Someone is chasing us!"

"You go first, I'll stop them."

He raised his right hand, showing a bronze ring on his hand, and murmured a strange syllable.

"Oulu..."

“Swish!”

A set of armor appeared around him, and the armor changed its shape by itself to fit Norton's body.

"elder brother!"

“Go!”

Norton roared, pushed Jyoti out, drew the sword from his waist, took a deep breath and looked back.

bring it on!

I will let my blood illuminate the glory of the Hill family! …………

Two hours later.

Jyoti was covered in mud, curled up in a tree hole, holding a copper kettle tightly in his hand.

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Maggie is only two years older than Jyoti, and in the eyes of adults, she is still just a child.

As the elder sister, she kept her younger brother and sister behind her, but her body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Maggie."

Jody whispered, "Don't speak. A knight's hearing is far better than that of a normal person. When they are close, they can even hear their heartbeat."

"Fortunately..."

“It’s going to rain!”

When it rains, the forest is damp, cold and the three weak children are easily infected with diseases.

But the sound of rain will help cover up their voices, making them harder to detect.

“Drip, drip…”

I don’t know when.

A drizzle of rain fell.

The cold wind blew through the mountains and forests, causing the drizzle to slant left and right and also blowing up the fallen leaves on the ground.

“Da da…”

Footsteps were heard.

The three of them held their breath, curled up in the tree hole and didn't move.

"Maggie!"

"Jyoti!"

A low, hoarse, weak but very familiar voice came from the rain:

"It's me, Norton."

"Where are you?"

"Norton?" Maggie's eyes lit up, and she quickly pushed aside the bushes blocking the tree hole and looked outside: "We are here!"

"Don't!"

Jyoti reached out to grab her sister, but it was too late.

In the dark jungle, the Death Knight in a blood-red cloak turned around upon hearing the sound, staring at the three people with his scarlet eyes.

"Three little mice, I found you!"

The oppressive aura of the peak knight made the three of them hold their breath.

“Squeak…”

Jyoti rubbed the copper pot in his hand quickly, and a thick smoke spewed out from the mouth of the pot, instantly covering the surrounding area.

The smoke not only blocks the vision, but also distorts people's perception of direction.

"Walk!"

She jumped out of the tree hole, bent over and ran away with her terrified sister and brother.

Half an hour later.

The three of them lay in the thorny bushes, watching as more and more Death Knights gathered around them.

His eyes were filled with despair.

"You can't escape, little ones."

A death knight rode a ghost horse, quickly shuttling through the forest, waving his sword from time to time.

He swept away patches of grass.

“Come out!”

“Crack…”

There was a sound not far away.

The Death Knight turned around upon hearing the voice and saw two children, a boy and a girl, tremblingly walking towards him.

"Uncle."

Matthew said, "The smell is nearby."

"I have to say, your talent is indeed rare. No wonder your ancestors were able to obtain the token to enter the Dark Market." Carl, dressed in a wizard robe, walked out from behind the two of them, ruffled Matthew's hair, and looked across the darkness at the figure in the vines: "Jioty, we meet again."

?

Jyoti's eyes widened in the bushes with a look of disbelief, and then a look of intense ecstasy flashed in her eyes.

It's him!

The mysterious pharmacist in Rapids!

(End of this chapter)