soul devouring system

"What do you mean?"

"The mind of a person who has just died is not completely dead, because the soul has not yet acknowledged the fact that he has died. Maybe the soul will regard death as a sleep, but after that time point, the soul will judge again, It is found that there is no possibility of awakening after death, and to awaken the long-dead soul, only the creator of the soul and the person who has the same power as the creator can do it."

"Is there... is there really no way?" Wang Dong fell into deep blame.

Geya and Ailian were unconscious for half a day, not to mention half a year.

It seems that if I want to wake them up, I can only look forward to some strange functions in the later stage of the system, or pray for the gods to really appear in this world?

"But you don't have to worry, as far as I know, there is another way to wake up your friend." "What is it?" Wang Dong asked.

"I'm afraid I need you to go to the capital of the Will Empire. Only the headquarters of wizards there knows the specific method of awakening dead souls." The old man said.

Wang Dong nodded.

The trip to the Will Empire was already on his itinerary—the strength of the Will Empire cannot be explained by the card knight in a few words. Wang Dong also observed the memory of the Will Empire in the memory of the card knight. It can only be said that what Card Knight once told Wang Dong was only rare, and the real strength of the Will Empire may only be known to the Will Empire itself.

On this continent, whether it is the Witch League or the Church of Light, as long as there are organizations that can be named in this world, most of their headquarters are set up in the imperial capital of the Will Empire.

Apart from the Apothecary's Union and Fighter's Union, even the Adventurer's Union, an organization that requires a large number of low-level adventurers as its name, has its headquarters in the capital of the Will Empire.

I don't know what kind of charm this empire has that makes others love it so much.

The old man saw that Wang Dong agreed cleanly, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "You don't need to worry, I will apply to the Wumeng to send you there."

"Thank you, senior." Wang Dong immediately bent down and cupped his hands.

In this way, there is no need to bother that woman Xi Ling anymore.

"Then let's put this matter aside for now. When I contact the Wumeng headquarters and ask them to give you the chapter of the contract, let's sign the contract here first, and then I will pass it on to you." The old man said.

"Yes." Wang Dong agreed.

The old man nodded again.

The two chatted for a few more words, and the royal family finally mentioned the second prince. Although he didn't say anything critical to the second prince, the old royal family was still a little disappointed with the second prince's performance this time. Wang Dong could only excuse a few words for the second prince with a laugh, and then sent the old man away.

Once separated, Wang Dong still felt a little worried about the situation of the second prince.

Judging from the few words of these royal families, these royal families are still very optimistic about the second prince.

This is probably one of the reasons why the fellow Knights of Wantuka hated him so much, and worried that he would return to the carbine in the future.

"Maybe if I don't show up, Card Knight's life will be much more exciting than it is now?" After returning to the room, Wang Dong lay on the bed and thought to himself.

If he doesn't show up, maybe the card knight's five thunder guns will really be lost.

But he will not die, he will bear the will of a former emperor, and embark on the road to recapture the five thunder guns - even if it is just about seeing Xiling this time, if he is not here, I am afraid that this prince will rush to the crown It is very possible for him to become a beauty in anger, and it is very possible that his temper will become stalemate with the Guangming Church. In that case, the life of the second prince can be called magnificent, right?
"Hehe, I really don't know what kind of magical power this woman has."

In Wang Dong's mind, Xi Ling's soul and the saint's body merged into one—from the impression Xi Ling gave him now, this woman's scheming is not deep, but her belief is extremely firm and she dares to give. If she gets married and has children normally, It should be the kind of woman who is a good wife.

"Unfortunately... the second prince is not so blessed." Wang Dong thought.

"However, I'm a little curious about the church changing people's souls...Xi Ling has experienced this, so she should have it in her memory? After all, it's such an important event in life...And, why didn't those people who changed their souls show up? Like Ge Ya and the others, reminding of the "alien soul" but not being able to detect? Even the soul of the saint is only reminded that there is power to isolate and protect it." Wang Dong felt more and more weird.

Slightly closing his eyes, his spirit began to wander in Xi Ling's memory.

Human souls are arranged in traces, and Wang Dong soon found the memory fragments that replaced the souls.

It's just disappointing that although Xi Ling knew that her soul was replaced, she didn't have a picture of the replacement process in her mind.

"It seems that the memory has been erased by someone?" Wang Dong rubbed his nose.

Wang Dong turned his attention to everything that happened before the soul conversion, and watched the red pope perform the coronation ceremony for Xiling. His face was just a kind old man-these pope's masters didn't even have other types of Like the strong, when the strength in the body is strong, the aging of the body will slow down, but all of them are kind-hearted and ordinary old people.

"All people are born equal, but they are great because of their beliefs. Believers cherish their souls. Are you willing to sacrifice your great life for the inheritance of the holy religion and the spread of the will of the gods?"

"I am willing."

"The gods inspired your sincerity and bestowed the Gospel. God said, 'on the last day, your soul and body will return'."

"Thank you, Lord God!"

This is the picture when it was selected as the new body of the saint.

Wang Dong felt a little strange about the meaning of the words spoken by the huge statue of god in Xiling's memory when he bestowed the gospel of light—what is "the end of the day"?How can Xiling's soul body return?It stands to reason that since it is said by the gods, it should be "one promise is as good as it is" and "a horse is hard to follow".

After all, although the God of Light is a bit bad at doing things, this person has been preaching in this continent for so many years, and he doesn't have too many black spots, and it can even be said to be an absolutely perfect divine design.

"Hey, forget it." Wang Dong didn't want to think about it.

Lying on the bed, he fell into a deep sleep in a daze.

When he opened his eyes again, he was woken up.

"Boss! You are awake!"

Wang Dong didn't expect to see the bastard who called himself Ma Shi as soon as he opened his eyes. The light outside was not too strong, and it seemed that it was only early morning.

Did he sleep for two days and two nights?How come it took three days to get here, this guy arrived in one day?
"Didn't I ask Belmore's royal family to send someone to pick you up? Why are you here now?" Wang Dong rubbed his eyes and got up from the bed.

Unexpectedly, Ma Shi was very excited and pulled his arm.

"Boss! Something went wrong!"

Wang Dong was taken aback, and stared at him blankly: "What happened?"

"The Church of Light! The Church of Light... No, it's Miss Xiling! Something happened to Miss Xiling!" Ma Shi yelled.

Wang Dong blinked, without changing his face or heartbeat.

Wang Dong is still not very interested in the news about Xi Ling—or maybe the news about the scheming saint of the Guangming Church, but seeing Ma Shi's impatient look, Wang Dong couldn't help saying: "You Speak slowly, tidy up your language, and finish it all at once! What's wrong with Miss Xi Ling?"

"No, it's not Miss Xi Ling, that's the little maid next to Miss Xi Ling." Ma Shi was incoherent again, but this time he finally paused and cleared his mind: "That, boss, you and that Not long after His Majesty left the city, the Illuminati Church in that city suddenly became noisy like a pot exploded. I was shopping around there, but I found that the people of the Illuminati Church even dispatched the Templars, so I thought Something must have happened, and after asking around, I found out that the maid next to Miss Xi Ling was an assassin, not to mention stabbing the saint, and escaped from the Church of Light with a tame beast!"

Wang Dong listened to his incoherent remarks, but understood the general idea, frowned tightly, and asked, "You mean Bertha?"

"That's right! That little girl!" Ma Shi nodded repeatedly.

"How is it possible? And how did you come here so quickly?"

"Didn't I see that boss, you have a good relationship with that little girl, and the second prince has something to do with that saint girl, so I want to come over to inform you immediately? As soon as I got there, I ran into a few guys flying in the sky and took me away." Here we go," Mashi said.

Wang Dong silently nodded.

Ma Shi's appearance and attire are standard portraits of Wantu Continent, which is quite different from the natives of the Belmore Empire. At least it is impossible to find anyone similar to him in the imperial city.

"Boss, do you know why that little maid stabbed the saint?" Ma Shi asked cautiously.

Wang Dong squeezed his eyes: "Do you think I'm a clairvoyant or an ear? I just heard the news from you. I don't know why Bertha...wait!"

A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in Wang Dong's mind.

This ray of light flashed through his mind, but the thought was so clear and important that Wang Dong stopped all his thoughts the moment he had this thought, but even so, the flash The passing light dissipated too quickly, Wang Dong quickly closed his eyes under the fruitless memory.

In an instant, lines of characters gradually appeared in the dark vision.

This is a guess.

He wants to confirm the authenticity of this conjecture.

Therefore, his sight quickly shifted to another piece of land.

The world in front of me seemed to be replaced by a wilderness.

"Search! Search quickly!"

"Not here! Not here either!"

The voice of someone speaking was so close at hand, Wang Dong felt that he was a little too cautious to take a breath, and the world in front of him quickly passed one figure after another. The sword edge of the sword all heralded a certain self-evident ending-Wang Dong knew that he could not move.

Slowly, a sticky feeling came from his body, and there seemed to be something soft under his body.

"Looks like it's not here, damn it."

"Sir! Footprints of taming animals were found in the southeast, but it is uncertain whether they were left by merchants!"

"Where are any merchants passing by here at this time? Hurry up and chase me!"

"Yes!"

Noisy sounds, the iron cavalry went away, there seemed to be 20 people in the number, although the noise they made became softer and quieter, but Wang Dong still did not dare to act rashly, until the sound completely disappeared in the early morning dawn, he did not Finally, he got up from the ground—the body was covered with thick soil, but the iron-like body still supported a safe area for the people under him.

Wang Dong was a little surprised by his actions.

"Moo..." But the sound that can come out of the mouth is still limited.

Fortunately, the girl under her didn't lose consciousness. While taming the beast shaking the soil on her body, the girl slowly stood up from the hole.

"They're finally gone..." The girl looked at the cavalry leaving, with confusion and loss in her eyes—very deep fear.

"Moo..." The tamer's head came closer.

The girl gently stroked the muddy forehead of Taming Beast. The behavior of this innocent girl in Wang Dong's memory at the moment was beyond her expectation—she was very calm, maybe she deliberately wanted to be very calm. Be calm.

"Thank you for saving me again..." the girl said.

"Moo..." the tamer roared.

"But... where should I go? Where should I go..."

But Wang Dong didn't stay any longer, closed his eyes, and returned to the palace bed again.

The girl's memory appeared in the book, and new things were updated on the basis of the original.

In the blink of an eye, the updated memories in the sea of ​​memories were swept across Wang Dong's mind one by one.

"..." After seeing these memories, the shock in Wang Dong's heart could not be subsided for a long time.

"Could it be that corruption really started to appear inside the Bright Church?" This was Wang Dong's first thought, but he quickly rejected it, and he finally understood why the saint would only bring He took a high-level warrior as a guard, and only brought a high-level Guangming mage as an attendant. After understanding all this, Wang Dong felt a little disgusted with this saint in his heart.

In other words, his aversion to this so-called god has long been rooted in his heart.

"For better talent, for better aptitude, I actually want to change my current body..." Wang Dong murmured.

"Boss, you..." Ma Shi asked carefully.

Wang shook his head: "It's nothing, it's just that some problems in my heart have been solved."

Wang Dong's tone was not relaxed.

Because, when doubts are solved, there will be even greater doubts entangled in my heart.

What is certain now is that Bertha was right to flee.

Bertha was willing to escape for the sake of her own survival, because she, she was the body chosen by the saint for the next body replacement.

Wang Dong had doubts like this since the first time he knew Bertha's strength, but Wang Dong was not sure, nor did he continue to follow this conjecture.