Mythological Native Species

The Soul Sect is expanding at an exaggerated speed in the human race.

Although extraordinary means, among the human race, it is no longer absolutely rare.

However, the divine art taught by the Soul Sect is the lowest cost, the lowest threshold, and the most obvious way to ascend among the extraordinary means that the human race has obtained so far.

Has an advantage that other extraordinary ways can't match.

With the expansion of the Soul Sect, Monet, as the two-in-one of God and Pope, felt more and more that the connection between himself and the human race gradually deepened.

The war between heaven and **** continues.

It may be many years before the conflict is completely settled.

At this time, the eyes of the gods are no longer just locked on the battlefield.

They always pay attention to the movements of the world and monitor the major races.

The changes in the human race did not satisfy the gods with heart.

If nothing else, just because the human race has produced a godslayer, this race should not be underestimated.

The emergence of the Soul Cult made the gods suspicious of each other.

Not many gods would have thought that this sect with the same name as the Lord of Souls would have been developed by the Lord of Souls himself.

On the top of Rathor Mountain in the heavenly realm, there is the palace of the gods, and in the central temple, the **** of thunder...the king of the gods, Casar, the worthy master of the second era, is full of anger.

In front of him, kneeling were two gods guarding the seal.

"Go find him! Send the gods and destroy his sect." Kasa issued his own oracle.

Eyes flickering with electric light penetrated the space and sprinkled into the mortal world.

"Monet! This time, I must kill you!" In the empty temple, the king of the gods whispered hideously.

Three hundred and seventy-nine endings!

Every one is mortal!

The senior priest of the Soul Sect 'chased' and tightly covered his forehead.

The magic of the soul has super computing power.

Through all kinds of experiences in the present, the calculation of the future is carried out, and the results are obtained.

Change a certain factor, and then try to calculate again, and get a different result.

This is not the power of time and space, and it is not destiny. Seriously, it is a derivative of the wisdom of the soul.

Right across from Chase, a hybrid of gods and elves, a special being called a 'God', holding a giant axe, was slashing down at Chase with an axe.

Chase can only be forced to respond to the enemy.

Even the hardest stone knives polished by iron and stone are extremely fragile in front of this god-born giant axe.

Just a collision, it shattered into residue.

The sword vibrated constantly in Liu Ren's hand, his footsteps kept retreating, rubbing against the ground, his wrist was shattered, and blood was dripping down his arm.

A blast of energy quickly attacked the goddess.

It is the junior priests of several soul sects who are helping.

They asked for the Lord of Soul's favor, and then borrowed a trace of the Lord of Soul's power from somewhere, attached to the energy of heaven and earth that they could mobilize, and attacked.

This is the simplest use of magic.

puff!

The energy hit the body of the goddess fiercely, but it couldn't penetrate the thick **** armor on his body at all.

The blessing bestowed by his **** father has always shrouded him. Before breaking this blessing, it seems that no human-made harm can injure the body of this goddess.

The giant axe was swung, and several low-level priests were directly twisted into pieces in the axe light.

Just like the **** of the huge upright black giant dog, it made a terrifying roar.

With great power, but without the matching mind and clergy, most of the gods...also known as gods, are some terrifying monsters.

The goddess holding a giant axe in front of him, although he has a simple intelligence, is almost no exception.

"Kobold! Send me to **** to repent!"

Chase used the irreversible soul sacrifice in the soul sect, sacrificed his devout soul to the Lord of Souls, and begged the Lord of Souls for a trace of divine will.

At this moment, Monet, who was managing some affairs in the Giant Nest Tribe, suddenly paused for a moment.

Then, as usual, spread the teachings of the Soul Sect to the surrounding believers.

"Sacrifice magic... This is just an experiment of mine, I don't need mortal souls, I am not those dirty devils, mortal souls, for me, apart from satisfying some prying desires, there is actually nothing Meaning. But someone actually launched such a sacrificial magic, what kind of power is driving those selfish people to make such an absolute sacrifice?"

"I want to see it!"

Along with Monet's thoughts, a divine power containing a trace of his origin descended on Chai's body.

strength! A full sense of strength, constantly satisfying the emptiness of chasing the body.

He picked up a huge stone and smashed it towards the goddess like a hammer.

Every time you wave, the ground vibrates again and again.

boom!

Finally, the whole ground completely collapsed, and the chase was burning with white flames, entangled with the kobold gods.

However, this does not save the war situation.

Huge silver stone men and a large number of black bats descended from the sky.

A new godborn appeared.

They are all monsters, comparable to demigods, and they are only priests of a soul sect, and they cannot be resisted.

However, behind him, there are a group of children.

That was the adopted child of the Soul Cult, the future of the Cult.

Aware of Chase's gaze, Monet was slightly taken aback.

He can understand that any life can protect future generations.

But it is not particularly understandable that unrelated individuals in the same ethnic group protect other young individuals.

In fact, among many beasts, even intelligent races.

Some powerful males, in order to gain more mating rights, will kill some offspring of females that are not related to him, thereby forcing females to reproduce with them.

Monet's finger moved, and among the group of young children, a little girl suddenly came out.

The little girl's eyes glowed with white light, her hands were wrong, and a milky white harp appeared in her hands.

The crisp and melodious piano sound flowed from her fingertips. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

Those stupid gods, under the command of her harp, began to kill each other.

All the little girl's companions looked at her in surprise.

There are both longing and worship in his eyes, but also rejection and fear.

Monet remembered these eyes, and then did not withdraw the divine power he had left in the little girl's body, but let these divine powers continue to transform their bodies.

Monet began to feel that the Soul Cult needed to have some real powerhouses.

Instead of just relying on him forever.

"In addition to divine arts, the soul sect must have a set of true, its own cultivation and training methods. All power is attributed to itself, not the kind that begs me."

"Only when people know how to take up arms can God listen to requests and protect you." Monet added this to his soul sect doctrine.