Shao Jian was slightly startled, then thought for a while and said, "That might be a small country I passed by in the desert, very far away. But the gods they worship are also in human form, not like this."
In addition to Bega, there are of course other countries in the world that openly worship gods. But none of them are as powerful as the northern demon country.
General Red said calmly: "Human beings have the largest number of believers, so the images that gods take on in the world are mostly in human form."
He Lingchuan heard the implication: the true form of the god may not be certain.
"Just don't go there in the future." The red general put away the golden bowl, "After all, we are separated by a world, and the attention of these wild gods is often disconnected due to various reasons, not just man-made. As long as you don't enter their field of vision again, you will
It’s no big deal, they don’t care too much about it themselves. Well, I have a task for you.”
Shao Jian solemnly said: "Excuse me."
He Lingchuan looked at them, curious in his heart.
King Yuan once asked him to tell Zhong Shengguang to do everything possible to destroy the Dafang Pot; but now, Zhong Shengguang not only failed to act according to King Yuan's warning, but instead used the Dafang Pot to attract the gods to the world.
So, what is Shao Jian’s current relationship with Panlong City?
He was probably the only bloodline of the Prince Yuan family left in the world. He Lingchuan thought, after handing over the three-piece suit, it was impossible for this person to just stay out of the matter and spend the rest of his life in Jiang Hai?
The red general took out another object and spread it in his palm.
It was a really weird day. The people and things that appeared in Panlong City one after another were all beyond He Lingchuan's expectations.
The thing the Red General took out looked like a copper pipe, only the size of a middle finger. On the top of the pipe was carved the head of an unknown monster, with a pointed mouth, short nose, thin teeth, small ears, and a ferocious face, like a pig's head that had been smashed by a punch.
There are patterns engraved all over the short tube, which look like patterns and words, but they are not the language of ancient immortals.
There is a gem embedded in the tube, which is hollow. There seems to be a little red substance inside, which sometimes flows as a liquid and sometimes vaporizes into mist.
As soon as this thing appeared, He Lingchuan's eyes widened because he actually recognized it:
Punishment Dragon Pillar!
After He Chunhua led the Xiazhou army and the Xunzhou Rangers in the battle at Xinhuang Town, Bejia's national master's disciples secretly used this torture dragon pillar to collect the nightmare energy on the battlefield.
At that time, the servant confessed that the Dragon Punishment Pillar was an ancient treasure, drawn from the copper pillars at the edge of the Dragon Slaughter Field; and the so-called Nightmare Qi was the resentment, fear and anger of the soldiers before they died in battle, and Bega wanted to collect them and take them back to transcend.
However, it was later corrected by the soul-capturing mirror that the nightmare energy is actually the life essence of the human body, which just dissipates into the air after death.
What surprised He Lingchuan even more was what General Red or Mitian said next:
"I finally made this thing!"
Her voice brought out rare emotion.
Can Mi Tian make a Dragon Punishment Pillar?
He Lingchuan's mind was spinning, why would she make such a thing?
Panlong City also needs to collect nightmare energy?
Chapter completed!