In the human world, the application of spiritual energy has created all extraordinary abilities, and the gifts of the gods have turned many gifted ordinary people into extraordinary human beings.
The knight tempers his body, finds the point of harmony with the natural spirituality, obtains the so-called fighting spirit, awakens his talent at level 4, and officially steps into the ranks of the strong.
Monks and nuns obtain gifts from the gods more with their devout faith. As long as they are pious and have good talents, their promotion speed will not be too slow. Once they reach the saint (7-8) stage, they must accept the gifts from the gods.
If you pass the test, you can become an angel (9-10).
Magicians are similar to knights, but these people test their talents more. The level of talent is often more important than the level. However, everything is equal. Such people have received the gift of fate and will naturally endure corresponding sufferings. Magicians are promoted
The faster it goes, the greater the spiritual energy in the body, and the easier it is to lose control. Losing control means becoming an irrational monster. (In fact, all extraordinary humans have the possibility of losing control. As the level increases, the probability of losing control will become greater and greater.
, it’s just that magicians are more likely to lose control.)
Lich mages, deceivers of fate, were originally magicians who believed in existences such as the God of Death or the Evil God of the Abyss. They were once humans. When their lives came to an end, they would find a stranger to bury themselves, and then start from the pre-designed
When a good corpse is resurrected, each time they are resurrected, they will live ten years less than before. When the last resurrection comes, they will also go to the abyss, and their souls will become the playthings of believers.
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Liam's expression was calm, but he was murmuring in his heart. Did the old man walking into the grave with half a leg in front of him believe in the original God of Death or the later Kulag?
Of course, as the heir of Kurag, he would never ask such a stupid question. It was okay to believe in Kurag, but it would be embarrassing if the other party answered that he believed in the original god of death.
"Larry, Clow, I've written down your name." Liam tried to speak in a dignified voice without emotion, so as to improve his personal character.
"You are the heir to the Lord of Endless Darkness. Your name will be remembered by countless people, and your humble servants will always sing your praises." Larry was so stimulated at this age that he almost didn't survive.
"Yeah." Liam nodded with satisfaction and was about to ask something. Just at this moment, the black flame covering his body seemed to be touched by something and became restless.
Liam was keenly aware of this and immediately looked up to the second floor. He could feel that there was something there.
The reason why I talk about things is because that thing does not emit the breath that a living thing should have.
In "The Curtain", the second floor exudes a strong aura of death and has no other colors.
"Corpse? Undead?" Liam was extremely sensitive to the aura of death. This aura of death should have suddenly appeared when he was talking to Larry.
"Larry, since I'm here, why don't you take me to meet my friend on the second floor." Liam lifted the "curtain" and used it one after another today. Both his spirit and magic power were close to being exhausted. Now he had to seize the time to recover.
.
Only then did Larry come back to his senses, hurriedly stood up, bowed his body humbly, and stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation.
Liam looked as normal and walked up the stairs towards the closed door on the second floor.
Liam felt as if he had been walking for a long time as he walked up more than a dozen steps, thinking constantly in his mind.
Larry is a lich mage who believes in the God of Death. Before entering, Little Happy let himself reveal his aura, which means that Little Happy knew who was in the restaurant, so he gave a warning, and he thought that these people would not
cause harm to me.
"Teammate?" Liam then killed this option. He still remembered Larry's madness when he saw the black flames. He respectfully called me a descendant of Death. However, the three descendants of Death recorded in history all died without burial.
land....
Exhaling without leaving any trace, Liam unconsciously clenched his right hand into a fist and gently rubbed his thumb on the ring on his index finger.
"This is my last resort. I hope it won't come to this." Liam raised his hand and prepared to open the door.
The invisible wind opened the door, and in the dim room, a dozen candles were lit. Opposite the table, a humanoid creature dressed in black robes, with its face buried in the hood, sat quietly.
Liam stepped into the house, and a substantial darkness emerged in the dim room. This black wave completely submerged the door as Larry entered.
With the windows open, the bright sunlight cannot penetrate the black seabed, and the area illuminated by the weak candlelight is the only haven in the house that is not flooded by the black seawater.
The black flames became more and more fierce, and Liam had to concentrate on controlling this violent force.
"Dear Sir, now, we offer you our gift and wish you a new life." Larry did not know when he appeared next to the black-robed figure and picked up a small, silver cigarette box from the table.
"Cigarette box?" Liam's expression immediately became serious. Gift? It's more like a test than a gift.
He reached out and took the cigarette box. Upon touching it, Liam found that this small cigarette box had been given a spiritual dimension.
Larry backed away slowly, his ugly face always had a smile on it, but under the candlelight and black tide, this smile looked extremely weird and evil, like an evil ghost crawling out of the grave.
"Actually, he is the devil crawling out of the grave." Liam sneered at the other person in his mind, brought the cigarette box in front of him, poked it into the spiritual space with his right index finger, poured in the magic power, and relaxed it.
Destroy it.
My fingers rubbed the edge, pressed on the groove, and then opened the cigarette box.
Under the candlelight, golden waves appeared on the silver bottom, and among the waves and mottled spots, a delicate object the size of a match lay quietly in the center.
Liam became curious and picked up the object with his fingertips and placed it in his palm.
The black flames seemed to be alive, like snakes coiled on the shoulders, and in the blink of an eye they penetrated along the arms and into the object in the palm of the hand.
Liam felt his palms burning and painful, and then countless crimson flashes appeared in front of his eyes. In the red light, the severe pain when traveling suddenly appeared in his mind, followed by a series of blurry
Memories, crazy ravings.
"Andreus..." "The last descendant of the Franklin family..." "The ruins at the top of K2 Peak lead to..." "The slice of Kurag, no, I am the only one.
..”
Liam tried his best to see clearly what was in the dazzling red light, the crazy murmurs during time travel, and the fragmented memory images...
It is the cemetery of all things, the endless mountain peaks, the towering temple, the skull sitting on the throne, there is a golden slit in its eyes, that is... "The truth of everything
”.
Liam fell from the sky into the mortal world, and his spirit returned to this body.
Those empty eyes gradually gained focus, and their vision became clear, and they saw the man in black robes standing in front of them.
He looked haggard, with one pair of eyes blind, one eye and one ear missing from his face, his nose and mouth were split in half from the middle, and one of his limbs was cut off, but he just stood in front of him, with that joint
The twisted hand is pressing firmly on the wooden handle.
Liam was fully awake and looked at the object in his hand that had turned into a shovel in surprise.
"Mandy's Styx Shovel." The man in black robe made a harsh voice, and exerted force with his hands. The soft black light enveloped the entire shovel, gradually shrinking it, and finally became the size of a match.
Liam looked at the small shovel in his palm differently, "Who are you..."
Looking up, the man in black robes was no longer there, the dark tide in the room also dissipated with his departure, and bright sunshine poured in from the window.
Larry, who knocked over the table and twisted his body, gradually recovered from his hysterical madness. He struggled to get up, and his ugly face looked extremely ferocious and terrifying.
"Dear Lord Liam, you have passed the test. Lamanle Mandy of the Spiritual Cult has asked you to apologize." After saying that, the Lich Mage, whose real name was Lamanle, knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
Liam looked at the small shovel in the cigarette box blankly, and his heart was already filled with turmoil, "The organization that betrayed the life research school in the second era - the Spiritual Cult."?.