Mythological Native Species

To impart extraordinary power to the human race.

This is of course not the kindness of the elves.

In fact, they just imparted to the human race some of the most superficial, roughest, and most physically damaging extraordinary methods.

The human race is completely used as a one-time consumable.

Most of the truth, goodness and beauty of elves are only aimed at their own kin.

For those human races who can't even live for a hundred years, in their consciousness... human races are not much different from the livestock they keep.

A large number of human races died in the war.

The population of the human race began to die out in huge numbers.

"Actually, you can use a more gentle method. You can even directly teach the extraordinary method to the human race. Why did you choose this, the most cruel method?" Princess Boya questioned Feng Linye.

She is not human, just a mass of energy.

But she has empathy.

She was also shocked by the cruelty of the war and the meaningless sacrifice of a large number of human races.

The world is closed at night.

The human race was jointly created by Li Zhishu and Bai Xiaotian.

But this does not mean that these human races should be the dolls in their hands, let them kill and kill.

This is the same as the fact that parents give birth to children, it does not mean that they can control their children's lives at will, or even life and death.

Feng Linwan's expression was mixed with heaviness, and his eyes became more and more profound: "If you want to achieve the prosperity of civilization, you must go through the pain of civilization. Without this pain, how can the human race rise?"

"Today the elves bully the human race like this, and when the human race rises in the future, they will capture the elves, sell them as slaves, and play with them wantonly. It will become the cause and effect."

This is like, in the ancient times, the human race was the ration of the demon.

After the human race is completely settled in the world, the demons hide in the mountains and forests, and they still have to face the pursuit and killing of the cultivators.

This kind of injustice that seems to appear in a short moment is actually a kind of justice that comes from heaven.

The cause of the past, the effect of today.

Today's fruit, tomorrow's cause.

The cycle of cause and effect is endless, and there is also the continuous continuation and development of all things in this world.

Feng Linwan is now the way of heaven, not a knight who sees injustice and draws his sword in anger.

It is impossible for him to consider all the issues in a simple and straightforward manner.

With a flip of his palm, under the guidance of Feng Linye, the death **** system began to operate.

They attract the souls that are about to perish between the heavens and the earth, and lead them to the kingdom of the dead.

Then use feathers and soul proportions.

Those souls with firm beliefs will be drawn into their kingdom of God by the true God they believe in.

Start a new journey.

Of course, that's not necessarily a good thing.

When the soul enters the kingdom of God, of course, it can enjoy the peace of the kingdom of God forever.

However, he also lost all opportunities to fight for himself.

If the gods fall, the kingdom of God will collapse.

Those souls who are addicted to the tranquility of the kingdom of God will also follow and disappear completely.

In the kingdom of the dead, souls whose weight is too light will be thrown into the river of the dead.

They will endure a long period of scouring in this river full of misery, until they have washed away their sins and will re-enter a new journey.

And those souls whose weight is heavier than feathers will determine their whereabouts based on what they did during their lifetime.

Some have the option to become residents of the kingdom of the dead.

And some, you can choose to kill everything in this life and step into another life journey.

In the current kingdom of the dead, the real master is Wang Yu.

In this world, in the long years, under the deliberate cultivation of Feng Linye, he has already gathered a powerful godhead.

Death and reincarnation are just a part of his divine vocation.

The world was turned upside down, wars and killings caused mass death, and the gods of the death line began to quickly become powerful.

Their divine power became abundant, and their figures began to spread all over the world.

Of course, they are also like bystanders to the whole world.

Never intervene in any struggle, just watch silently, and harvest the soul of the loser.

"Father!" The eight-year-old son, looking at his twenty-year-old father, fell under the orc's steel knife, and let out a cry of blood.

Just about half an hour ago, this eight-year-old child had just witnessed with his own eyes that his grandfather in his thirties was cut off half of his head with a knife.

The galloping anger is spinning wildly in the body of the eight-year-old.

His body swelled irregularly, and the muscles on his body seemed to explode.

But this terrifying force was still barely bound in his body.

The elves imparted the Blood-Boiled Curse to the Terran.

This is a spell that is cast without magic power.

The reference is to the life force in the human body.

At the cost of burning vitality, let an ordinary person have a certain degree of extraordinary combat power in a very short period of time.

But it will also burn people out.

After a battle, even if you get away with it.

It will also become a waste person whose body is more fragile than cinders.

However, people are wise after all.

Ended by countless people, by sacrificing their lives.

The power obtained at the cost of burning life force was inherited by them using the bloodline as a link.

When the father dies, the vitality will be burned, and some of the power obtained will be passed on to the son or daughter.

Generation after generation, there will be a day when one person will gain the most tyrannical power, but will bind this power firmly in the body, exerting the ultimate power of generations of sacrifices and inheriting the power of blood.

What has been developed, evolved, and changed is not only the boiling blood spell.

There are many other similar means.

People sum up in sacrifice and realize through death.

From the flames of war, extract a method that is truly suitable for the human race and leads to a powerful method.

The flower of hope is always blooming, as if the eternal night can never see where the light is.

Feng Linxun silently retracted his gaze.

Then he moved his fingers quietly.

The orc who slashed at the eight-year-old child with a knife, suddenly a certain function appeared in his body, and his body stiffened for a moment.

The eight-year-old child seized the opportunity and stabbed the orc's throat with a stone knife.

He survived.

A moment of pity, out of something he couldn't comprehend and know.

He may be able to pass on the power of that angry blood.

Maybe not.

To intervene, it was meaningless to Feng Linxen.

However, after all, he is a human being, not a cold-blooded Heavenly Dao.

He can drive the killing, but he cannot turn a blind eye to the killing.

"Perhaps, this is what I should feel! Comprehend the laws and operations of heaven, but also maintain human conscience and bottom line." Feng Linwen sighed quietly.

Then, on the crazy battlefield, some small changes and accidents became a little too frequent.