A faint wave of spiritual energy surrounds Don Quixote. At this time, his eyes were no longer normal human eyes, but seemed to be wrapped in some misty black aura, as if two were lit in his eyes.
The ghost fire, but the color of this ghost fire is black, not blue. At this time, Don Quixote looked at the world very differently. It can be said that it completely blocked the conventional vision. What he saw was a fierce evil.
The energy, the basic element floating around, the earth-bound spirit that is like a physical body, of course, there is also an iron chain, one end nailed to the ground, and the other end passed through his heart, to be precise, connecting his heart,
He couldn't leave here.
Of course, as Osilis' voter, Don Quixote used Osilis' power slightly at this moment, allowing him to see the truest side of the world in a short time.
"Bang!" A wind blade with green light flew towards the earth-bound spirit with the speed of cutting the air, to be precise, facing the iron chain that tied him. As a result, there was no accident, and the spell seemed to be
It is not the same dimension as the iron chain. The wind blade lightly passed through the iron chain and penetrated under the ground, leaving a trace about one foot long and a few millimeters wide. However, it still made a slight sound, which was scary.
The Earth-Binding Spirit jumped, but although he was the Earth-Binding Spirit, unfortunately he was a slave before, and his vision was too poor. He didn't know what was going on. He just thought he had heard it wrong, so he continued to wander in his territory.
..
"In other words," Don Quixote dissipated the power of death on his eyes and restored his normal vision. "In fact, this soul is not the essence of the soul. He is just a similar manifestation of obsession and resentment.
In the existence of **, the real body should be at the other end of the chain, which is what you call the rules of the world."
"That's about that."
"That's really a difficult guy," Don Quixote picked up his lips slightly, "For the rules of dealing with the big world, it is estimated that only the true god can forcefully kill the Earth-Binding Spirit."
"What are you thinking about?" When you spend time with Don Quixote, Chara Donghai can be said to be one of the people who know Don Quixote the best. He knows very well what this guy is doing.
When you are in your eyes, it means you are angry. Perfect etiquette and standard smile means you hate you very much. This slightly raised expression that seems to be a smile on the corner of your mouth, that is what he thinks is interesting to him, but
It's not necessarily a good thing for others.
"I'm thinking, this kind of earth-bound spirit that can only be eliminated by the true god's action. There should be many in the world of Feiren for so many years. It's better for this kind of earth-bound spirit on the street, if it's
In those dark corners in the bedroom, an almost invincible soul that has been bound for a long time, probably has eaten many people."
"What?" Chara Donghai was a little confused. Don Quixote was not a person who likes to meddle in other people's business, unless he thought this matter was necessary, and it could have an impact on his future after being meddled with it."
Most people cannot see the Earth-Binding Spirit, and the impact on this world is not that great."
"Not now, it does not mean that there will be no future. It has only been five or six years. What about fifty or sixty years later? In the slave country like the Feren world, people who died of unjustly humiliation almost every day. Calculated according to probability
, Maybe in another ten or eight years, the whole world will be filled with earth-bound spirits," said Don Quixote, and couldn't help laughing, "Imagine that you can see dozens of them when you go out to buy a vegetable in the future.
The Earth-Binding Spirit greets you, and is accidentally eaten..."
Don Quixote's assumption made Chara Donghai fall into deep thought. In the prehistoric world, because of the existence of Buddhism and Taoism, these souls can be saved through certain ways, so Don Quixote's assumption was in the prehistoric world.
It is not true, but the world of Feren is different. The soul has not existed in the present world for thousands of years, and suddenly it becomes OK again. It can be said that this is like an invasion of foreign species. No natural enemies can deal with him.
To untie his heart knot and release his resentment, it is a bit whimsical. If the heart knot is really so easy to untie, then it is no longer called a heart knot.
"As you say, this matter is really serious," said Xia Ya Donghai, who was leaning against the wall of sighing, pinching his chin, "Those real gods will definitely not go all over the world
To be honest, they can't kill these things even if they want to, unless they are willing to constantly lose their souls to build a whole world of **, or to disperse their precious divine power to their divine messengers and servants all over the world
, This is almost impossible. No matter how powerful the true god is, it is impossible... boy," Xia Ya Donghai said and stopped, "You shouldn't be thinking..."
"That's right," Don Quixote's eyes glanced at the earth-bound spirit that was still circling on the spot. "Except for mastering Osilis who can be full of the world without being affected, other true gods are very
It is difficult to do this, or even if it is done, it can only be a small range, and it cannot be targeted at the whole world like Osilis. And from my previous analysis, this job, Osilis, a woman, is also
It must be done. After all, it is her responsibility to control the soul. If she does not do it, the World Tree will punish him. No matter this kind of earth-bound spirit or the kind of resentment like my father said, it has already been used to this.
The stability of the world has had an impact.”
"And then after something goes wrong, such as many people died, Osilis's **, or the messenger sent from the underworld to remove the Earth-Binding Spirit for them, you can indirectly promote the Underworld and the God of Death
, to improve people's thoughts about the god of death, life and death are the destiny of heaven. Osilis has never intervened, but on the contrary, he will remove the earth-bound spirit to save the living."
"You still haven't given up on the idea of wanting her to accept the faith of a living person?"
"That's natural, 10% of reincarnation. Osilis cannot be said to surpass the God King. At least there is no problem with Apollo. Ding. This silly girl is my last backer. I will make her stronger.
Safer.”
"Ha, the idea is good," said Chara Donghai's laughter with a hint of gloating, "But you have to be sure that your Osilis is willing to accept the belief of living people. I think this problem seems to be no different from that of being better than others.
It is easy to get rid of the earth-bound spirits of the whole world."
“…”
Chara's words in the East China Sea were like a basin of cold water, which gave Don Quixote a burst of enlightenment. Don Quixote, who was obviously overly excited, then remembered that saying something else was useless, first of all, you must be able to convince Ossi
Lis accepts the faith of the living.
Don Quixote, who smiled bitterly, inexplicably thought of a joke he had heard in his previous life, used to ridicule these poor people. The roughly means to be a wise man who talks about how to treat his wife.
At that time, there will always be someone below who is like Xia Ya and Donghai, and silently leave a sentence, first of all, you need a wife...
"What are you going to do?"
Don Quixote shrugged, "My father once told me a story that even a small drop of water can penetrate a rock. Anyway, this kind of thing is not achieved overnight."
"Haha, that's called water dripping through the stone," another sentence with a straightforward word. Of course, the prehistoric language is not Mandarin, and Don Quixote still can't understand it at all...
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"Crazy! Crazy!"
Every time Ma Fu takes, he can hear the annoying sound of shaking shaking on his body. Obviously, he can see the iron chain tied to his heart. As a person who has no culture,
He didn't know what was wrong with him. He only knew that when he woke up again, he became like this. He could not leave here and no one could see him, but if he wanted to
, It is indeed possible to meet others, and at the beginning this made him panic, but perhaps the Earth-Binding Spirit is bound to the basic rules of the world, so he can know more or less something, just like, Ma Fu knows
To loosen the chain, he needs to fulfill his wish.
"May I have your name?"
Under the endless night, the last pedestrians disappeared, and Ma Fu finally could only sit on the ground and stare blankly. He knew that he would fall back to the ground during the day. At this time, he suddenly heard someone talking and turned his head.
Look, a man wearing a cloak covering his face and holding a sickle in his hand appeared in front of him. Although the night was so dark, he could clearly see, "Who are you?"
"I am the soul messenger of the great god of death, Osilis, Ig Byderman, who is responsible for dealing with your soul like you who stays in the world and refuses to leave, so tell me your name."
"My name is Ma Fu," obviously, Ma Fu, who had just become the Earth-Binding Spirit, didn't know that he was actually very powerful, so when he heard that he was a subordinate of the God of Death, he was already scared and a little overwhelmed.
It can also be seen from this that Osilis' name seems to be a little bad in the minds of the people in the world of Faren, "What will you do to me? Will you kill me?"
Don Quixote shook his head slightly, "Take you out of this world and go to the underworld to start a new life."
"I don't want to leave," a light flashed slightly across the iron chain wrapped around Ma Fu. Obviously, the word leaving touched his obsession, or resentment, "I still have a wish that has not been fulfilled."
"As your soul, endless, if everyone wants to fulfill their wish before leaving, the world will inevitably be incredibly chaotic, and in this way, the great Lord Osilis will definitely punish us."
"When you are alive, you can't get a **, and after you die, you can't even realize your last wish..." Ma Fu, who muttered this sentence, obviously accelerated his speed of absorbing the evil aura.
The prelude to blackening. If he is really successful in blackening and loses his mind, then the only thing Don Quixote can do is to kill it. After all, the earth-bound spirit that has lost its mind will have no effect when it is brought to the underworld.
..
"But it may not be," Don Quixote said quietly, "The underworld has a path to rebirth. If you can reach the end, you can be reborn. Although you will lose the memory of this life, the obsession in your heart is like a thorn in your heart.
The line will connect people or things that have a cause with you. The so-called wishes will eventually come true.”
"As a slave," Ma Fu sighed and sat on the ground with a bang. "This life is like a livestock. When you die, you can get the respect of a high-ranking knight. I feel that I will never live in vain in this life. I hope it is like a soul messenger.
As the Lord said, I will have the opportunity to repay him in the next life..."
"That's great!" Don Quixote's aura changed suddenly, and he raised the scythe of death in his hand high, "Great Lord Osilis, please lend you the most loyal believers and strength,
Cut off the bonds of the past and regain your life!”
"Click!" The sickle fell and the iron chain was cut off. The next moment, a space as black as eyes opened, swallowing Ma Fu in one bite, and then threw it to a corner of the Undead City...
Of course, the matter is not over yet. Don Quixote borrowed Osilis's power to cheat outside. How could Osilis not know about it? So after one space gap was closed, another space gap was opened again.
An arm made of some black breath stretched out from inside, and pulled Don Quixote in... (To be continued.)