This is a small room, but it is obviously different from the corridor. Whether it is the ground, wall, or ceiling, there are smooth stone planes. The slender patterns are etched on it, flashing with a faint luster. Large and crystal crystals are lined up among them. At this moment, a hazy cloud is floating on each crystal. In those crystals, countless lights and shadows are flashing, forming human faces.

What is this thing?

Since obtaining the royal power, Edward has experienced many strange things, such as the spirit-sucking monsters, the drow, the demons, the gods, and even the hostility to the gods. He thinks he is already well-informed, and at least he can remain calm when seeing anything. However, at this moment, he realized that his nerves are actually far from as strong as he imagined.

Facing the phantoms of humans with different expressions, a different look is something that requires extremely spirit and vision. Only a guy with very strong spirit and extreme vision defects can face that thing-

The human figures on the tablets are not terrifying. Yes, they are just small faces that appear on the crystal.

But probably no one who faces this thing will feel happy about it - on the crystal, countless human faces are struggling, trying to break free from it, and unstoppable struggle makes them particularly twisted and ferocious. Just looking is enough to make people feel an inexplicable chill from the bottom of their hearts. There is no way to know how many souls are being confined to that large piece of crystal. Negative energy and countless emotions flow back along the sensitive spiritual tentacles, and Edward actually felt a little bored in his chest. He even made a whizzing sound from his lips.

"They... are stealing the power of faith!"

The voice of the Serathian Gods rarely brought some anxiety, and the content was also confusing: "Stolen the power of faith? That is something that the gods can do..." Edward said. However, the touch of the thin and sharp things on his wrist quickly changed the tactful statement of the soul. "And does not the power of faith require action to support it? How can a single soul obtain the power of faith?"

"Indeed, the power of faith requires action support, but for some special gods, they do not need unique actions, such as my god Lansendel, or the goddess of magic, god of death and other gods..."

"You mean the difference between the divine principles? But isn't the killing god's realm of the god of death? What exactly is the solution to these people gathering so many souls? Is there a special soul divine principle in this world?"

"Let me finish!"

The sharp stinging came from his wrist, causing Edward to take a breath of air conditioning. Hearing Eriele raised his voice: "The rules in this world are not complete, so some special gaps will be used by those humble evil people. Whether it is the devil or the demon, the power has reached a certain level. For example, the leader of the devil in hell and the three powerful guys of the abyss demon, there are often secret believers, and they can also accept faith and master the rules. However, even if the power mastered by the demon can also belong to the laws, and be able to adapt, master and apply some plane rules, they will naturally simulate effects similar to divine power."

There is still this power?

"This kind of power has no official name, but it is just the power of a false god. But the special case is the special case. Although under the pollution of those filthy powers, this so-called god cannot play a special role in divine power. However, there is another effect, which is that it can be used without the constraints of the divine principles, and those great evil spirits rely on this power to fight against the power of the gods."

Her voice paused again, as if she was completely unwilling to mention this fact.

"Well, speaking of it, there is indeed such worship of the demon's mortal believers..." Thinking rolled up the memory, Edward's brow approached, as if he suddenly thought of the terrible sacrifice that took place in Faen a few months ago. Now, looking back, the mage seemed to have received some kind of power related to royal power after offering sacrifices to the demon. "So, are they gathering this power?"

"About the truth, you should notice the magic runes and trajectories around you, right? They are polluting these souls and don't know where to transport them. But if the things you said are true of 100,000 souls, then what they planned is too big."

"Okay, although I don't understand it very much, this is indeed very powerful, but my question is... what does this have to do with me?"

"you……"

The human rhetorical question made the voice of the Serita's servant suddenly become high. She obviously did not expect to get such an answer - at least, as a human being, no, as a creature, should also firmly resist such things, right? If the demons were allowed to increase their strength, how great disaster would they bring to the world?

The swim of the feathered snake stopped, and the spiritual tentacles scattered in the air suddenly turned around, and some kind of force shattered them into powder like fire.

But before she had another attack, Edward had already spoken to interrupt her imagination: "I know you don't like watching others gather their strength, but now is not the time to cause trouble. As long as you kill Thomas, everything else will be easy to do. Otherwise, even if you destroy these things, how much impact will you have on the things they collected before? With a great wizard of this power, we have no unexpected opportunity, so how much combat power is needed to ensure that everything is foolproof?"

These words were obviously very reasonable, so Ariele fell silent immediately.

Of course, that's because the little snake was caged in her sleeve by a psychic warlock and did not notice the flashing greed in the silver eyes.

Is there any other divine power similar to it? Exclusive to the devil?

Then, come and look for it.

The subtle pipelines and lines extend outward from the corners of the room, and ultimately reach the center of the entire building complex. However, the protection and energy ranges at that location are unexpectedly high, so it is not easy to get close to. Moreover, the overall scale of this building complex is also extremely large. Even if it is roughly estimated, it is at least a radius of seven or eight miles. Although the location where you are is not far from the center, it seems not easy to bypass the layers of corridors to reach the center.

According to general theory, that Thomas should be in the core area with the strongest energy, right?

How to do it?

In fact, it should be very simple, it is just your own old profession.

What a hunter does when he enters the treasure house, he is now doing the same.

"But. Gathering... Why is it a gathering?"

Edward suddenly murmured to himself.

If the method used by the priest named Enwei seems simple and crude according to the sacrificial priest - directly sacrificing hundreds of people is enough to lead a big demon. Even if it requires stronger power, as long as you agree with the demon in advance, there is no need to reserve and gather, and doing boring things will cost. What's more, even if humans use magic arrays, their magical attainments may not be able to compete with evil demons.

This is not a project to make money or face. The reason for having to spend this two-time thing is naturally a demand.

In other words, these things he may not be prepared for a big demon?

"Nine Five 27, are you still scrambling here? Get over here!" A woman's voice pierced into her ears, causing Edward to frown. He turned his head and saw the order-giver walking towards him fiercely. Although his body was not tall, the rolling waves on his chest made the light mage robe tremble with a burst of shaking.

It's spectacular.

The female mage's figure is not slender, but it is definitely not too plump, only the two balls on her chest... which are not overly capacity to describe as amazing. So when anyone sees her for the first time, it is difficult for anyone to not place the center of her eyes on the surging waves and pay attention to her pretty face.

Or we should condemn the world without the simple and people-oriented technology, and no one has developed a delicate tool specifically to support and restrain the curve of women's figure. So the female mage swayed lightly, and the two big rabbits jumped excitedly, making her posture more and more proud and arrogant. Several mages in long robes followed behind with their heads hanging down, carefully, making people easily reminded of certain scenes in nature.

For example, the pheasant community during mating.

"At least one bigger than Dahni, no, at least two yards..." Someone sighed softly. Then, he took a breath of air conditioning for the sharp pain on his arm..

"Nine~~Five~~Two~~Seven!"

The shouting did not receive the expected response, which made the female mage even more angry. However, she obviously didn't need to do what she had done before. The four mages following her had each fought forward bravely and would never miss this opportunity to show their performance. Several lightnings condensed at their fingertips, and squeaked and grabbed them hard at the other party's head, chest and under the ribs!

It was not until this time that the object being scolded slowly raised his head as if he had reacted. The silver light flashed slightly in his pupils, and then he sighed slightly without any detection.

I don’t know if it is a tragedy. Everyone in the ruins seems to have a special spiritual defense system. No matter how slender and sharp the spiritual tentacles are, they cannot break through the smooth layer of protection. Therefore, the psychic warlock can only give up this most convenient method. Although with his current level of strength, it is not difficult to forcibly tear the barrier, the problem is that the power of the call is too great, and it is inevitable to alarm the enemy.

It is better to go deep into the enemy's formation and be more cautious.

Unable to directly control thinking, of course, this would be a bit troublesome for a heart-transmitter, but fortunately, it was just a few... The next moment, his face had already changed slightly. His godless eyes looked at the people around him, raised one hand slightly as if he was about to say something, but in the end he was stunned and turned to the woman in a daze.

"Wait a moment."

Just before the spells in the hands of several mages were radiated, the woman spoke, and the order was like an invisible force, which stopped the spells as if they were on the strings in the hands of the spell casters. The woman's eyes froze and stopped on the 9527 for a while: "Are you crazy? Hum? I heard that you actually cast spiritual spells on 553? I... wait, come here. What is on your lips!"

The Red Robe Mage, known as the 9527th, is a man with a short and thin figure. However, with a mage's iconic weak face, it is not the kind of feminine appearance. However, as long as the eyesight is not so bad, it is easy to notice that his thin face is not naturally flushed, while the bearded chin, his lips appear a strange blue color - just like the boring method that some old and yellow warblers in big cities often use to attract more favors.

Of course, there is a saying that if you understand the reason, there will be no absurdity in the world.

I carefully observed Leya's eyes. The plump female mage finally realized that she had discovered some blind spots - this subordinate in front of me was definitely not simply crazy, but actually it was closer to a pathological condition. What's more important is that her lips were blue and had some purple spots, which was a sign of excessive amount of blue mushroom powder!

Blue mushroom powder is a very popular drug among arcane users. Most arcane users believe... and have actually verified that sucking this powder can effectively improve the wisdom of the absorber... Of course, it should actually be the reason why the nervous system in the excited state becomes more powerful. Therefore, after using a small amount of blue mushroom powder, among one or two hourglass, users will feel that all their computing power has become faster and their brains will become extremely sensitive.

Of course, this thing is a poison after all. The effect of long-term use is to cause excessive drug dependence on the body and nervous system, especially for magicians, this dependence will be stronger and will cause continuous damage to the health of the body... However, for mages, what are these?

"Where did you get this kind of thing from this fool?"

The female mage sneered... At least now, everything seems to be natural for her. The effect of the Blue Demon Powder is so powerful. In fact, as long as she is a mage, even a high-level mage or a great mage, she may not be able to resist the temptation of the blue powder. What's more, this 9527 is just a mediocre person who can barely touch the Three-ring Magic Net. Obviously, in a moment of excitement, this guy swallowed at least two portions of the quantity, so the result was that he was in a trance and overexcited, and even didn't care about the superiors and inferiors.

"A little spoil, an imperial wizard, well, on his body..."

The mage called 9527 replied, his eyes were distracted, but his face was full of a smile of excitement. He dug and touched his body for a long time, and finally pulled out a small blue bottle: "Well, it seems that there is something else involved in it, but..."

The five mages' eyes suddenly became a little straight.

Desire has no end - the smarter you are, the more you feel that you are not smart enough, so every mage feels that you are not smart enough. They always hope that they can have a brain that can hold the size of the entire multiverse... So in order to pursue the effect, ancient magicians carried out large-scale over-collecting magical blue mushrooms, and this blue mushroom originally seemed extremely delicate and had harsh growth conditions. After this storm, they were already on the verge of extinction in this plane... Only planting in the interplane, the cost of smuggling between planes is scary, and it cannot be described as expensive than gold. Even fine gold and mitral silver may not have a high price comparable to it.

And now, the unlucky guy actually had a bottle in his hand!

A portion of Blue Demon Powder is just a pinch of nails. It is contained in a small bottle, and can almost be exchanged for a high-level staff or a spell robe with several fixed magic.

"Hmph, what do you know... I'm hilarious this time... You hilarious... Look?" He curled his lips, 9527 shaking the small bottle casually, so all the mage's eyes turned with the hand, staring at the blue wealth... powder inside the bottle. In just a moment, his eyes were burning as if flames were burning.

However, just as they were thinking about whether they would give this guy in front of them a classic scene of killing money, the guy threw the bottle into the hands of the female mage: "I can't sell it, it depends on your methods."

"Okay...I'll keep it for you first."

The size of a palm-sized bottle seemed to weigh more than a thousand pounds in the hands of the female mage, but obviously, this female mage could become the leader of several people and possessed more than an amazing "mind". "I will not give you your spoils in vain. I will share half of this thing evenly. How about I personally subsidize you with a staff?"

Of course, the value of a bottle of Blue Demon Powder can be replaced with at least five or six staffs, but since the thing has been revealed, it will definitely not be able to save it with the ability of the 9527. Now this can be considered as a way to save his losses. With her, the leader, the rest of them will not cause trouble for him anymore.

However, the victim shook her head and refused to this reasonable proposal.

"I don't have the interest, I just want a better job... well... a better job. I've seen too many dead people. Now I smell the smell of blood. Anyway, this mission is over. Can you find me a comfortable job and not so tired?"
Chapter completed!