Chapter 522: God Creation Project

"I'm coming!" The three generals responded at the same time, they wanted to see what is unique about this magic prison.
"Since they are all interested, let's go together. This has nothing to do with how many people enter." Xiao En said with a smile.
"This is..." The three champion knights who entered the room one after another showed shocked expressions.
As soon as they entered the room, they realized the difference. They felt like their bodies were covered with dozens of layers of invisible heavy armor, and every move became extremely laborious. Even if they had ten percent strength, they couldn't perform thirty percent.
"The multi-gravity environment can be adjusted between one and twenty times as needed. If the soul consciousness of the prisoners enters the consciousness space, it will return to normal here. Once they return to reality, they must move in this environment. Do you think they still have the ability to destroy the cell in this situation?" Sean asked rhetorically.
"No." The three generals shook their heads at the same time, and they could only sigh in their hearts that the magic methods really exceeded their imagination.
Wandering around this magic prison, the three generals have no doubts, even those kentana barbarian champion knights, when they get here, they have to be honest, they can't get out of the waves, and they waited in. Consciousness space, just wait for your lord to squeeze it round.
The rest of the time is simple. After these Kentana barbarian captives are sorted into rooms by level, they are thrown in, and Sean undergoes an individual inspection. The soul consciousness can be introduced into the consciousness space and the ones that cannot be introduced are eliminated.
After getting busy, the Kentana barbarians who were really eliminated from it were very few, less than a hundred, and all the rest entered the consciousness space.
The Kentana barbarians who were transported to the northern fortress were all the essence of their race. Regarding the will, this race can definitely be ranked. They have been tempered by the difficult living environment. The soul consciousness is basically Nothing outdated.
"This is where?"
Knight Yuan, the champion of the Kentana barbarian who was the first to be captured by the Eternal Night Army, got up from the ground and looked around suspiciously.
I saw the white space all around, as if he was the only one between the sky and the earth.
What is the situation?
What did those dwarfs do to themselves?
Yuan's face was dumbfounded, and his underdeveloped brain made him unclear what was going on.
In fact, most of the captured Kentana barbarians are in a similar state of persecution.
They do not know why these dwarves attacked them, nor do they know where they are now.
After realizing that he was no longer numb and without any feeling, the kentana barbarian champion knight suffocated his stomach, jumped up and down in anger, stepped on a pair of long legs, and started running in one direction.
But no matter how long he ran, there was always a blank space in front of him.
If I change to an ordinary person, I’m afraid I will give up early, but for the Kentana barbarian, who has a stubborn head, I don’t know what to give up. I don’t care about it at all. He just rushes with his head and doesn’t believe it yet. Is this place bigger than the boundless snowfield?
On a snowy field, it is most taboo to change directions. One carelessness will make a circle. The wisest way is to run forever in one direction. This is also true now.
Yuan didn't know how long he ran wildly, until a golden shadow appeared at the end of his sight, he was immediately overjoyed, feeling that he was running in the right direction and running more vigorously.
In this case, guessing is useless. The quickest way is to ask someone.
As he quickened his pace, the golden shadow got closer.
It is a magnificent hall.
Yuan, lacking in adjectives, can only be described as tall, big, and spectacular.
Especially the rough architectural style is very in line with the aesthetic style of the Kentana barbarian, at least very in line with Yuan.
What surprised Yuan the most was that the building materials used in this hall were not ordinary stones, but bones. There were countless giant bones, most of which Yuan did not recognize. He only recognized giant whale bones and giant dragons on it.
Is this the legendary ancestral temple?
That's right.
This should be the legendary temple of ancestral spirits. Only ancestral spirits can be so powerful, casting their own temple with these powerful biological bones.
"Warrior, you are the first person to answer my call." A tall figure walked out of the hall.
The opponent's figure is so tall, even if it is a burly pit among the Kentana barbarians, you must lift your neck hard to see the opponent's face.
I saw that his face was three to four points similar to the Kentana barbarian, with a primitive simplicity that could not be described in words. Although he was huge, it was not bloated. The muscles were bulging like rocks, and the body was made of hard ice. Armor.
Yuan looked at the giant who suddenly appeared with some doubts, because the eyes and voice of the other party showed a sense of deja vu. He seemed to have heard this voice before, and had seen such a look.
"Warrior, why can't I see your admiration for me? Or is this fine tradition that my ancestors believe in has been lost by my children? No wonder no one has responded to my call for so many years." The giant's tone revealed After being deeply lost, it seemed that he was dissatisfied with Yuan's reaction, and also seemed to be dissatisfied with the Kentana barbarian's loss of his heritage.
"Are you an ancestral spirit?" Yuan couldn't help widening his eyes and whispered inconceivably. He finally reacted with hindsight and walked out of the ancestral temple, except for the ancestors believed by the Kentana barbarians. Ling, who else?
"What do you say?" The giant asked back, "Do you need me to prove it to you?"
"No need! No need!" Yuan repeatedly shook his head, knelt on one knee, and offered his most solemn gift. "Sorry, the ancestor spirit is here. I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see you. Please forgive me for my disrespect. "
"Get up, young warrior." The ancestral giant finally showed a smile on his face.
"This is the legendary ancestral temple? Am I dead?" Yuan asked suspiciously.
"No, you are not dead. This is the world of mind. You have responded to my call, accepted my inheritance, and led your people out of the current predicament. As long as you accept my inheritance, you can call my name and borrow My power." The Ancestral Spirit Giant replied.
"Call your name? Borrow your power?" Yuan murmured and repeated it again, this thing was a bit beyond imagination.
"What? Are you unwilling?" The Ancestral Spirit Giant showed a trace of displeasure again.
"This is my honor." Yuan knelt on one knee again.
"Very well, tell me your name, young warrior." The ancestral giant gave a satisfied smile.
"Yuan," the Kentana barbarian champion knight replied.
"From today, you are no longer an ordinary warrior, but an ancestral warrior who is about to set foot on the ancestral spirit. When you officially become an ancestral warrior, I will give you an ancestral name and follow me to choose for you. Definite wise man, rescue your people and rediscover the glory that belongs to our giant clan.
The ancestral giant said impassioned.
"I will certainly not live up to the expectations of the ancestral spirit." Yuan was excited and excited, wishing to immediately gain the power of the ancestral spirit and become the ancestral spirit warrior in the opponent's mouth.
"Before the official start, let me see your bravery, my people." As soon as the ancestral giant stretched out his hand, two maces with a length of three to four meters appeared in his hands.
"Don’t look at me, it’s very simple. Use your mind. Don’t forget. This is the mind world. Think about what kind of weapon you usually use. If you can see me, it means that your mind is enough. Yes, that’s it. Very good, young warrior, you have a good start, let us continue."
Holding the bone weapon that was just condensed, Yuan's face flashed with hesitation: "How can I dare to offend my ancestor spirit?"
"Offensive? Haha, you have to have the ability to offend, young warriors, you value yourself too much, be careful." The ancestral giant laughed loudly and rushed up with a pair of mace, not giving Yuan at all. Opportunity to react.
As you can imagine, in just one round, Yuan turned into a bowling ball and was knocked out more than ten meters.
The power he used to be proud of was just a joke in front of the other party, not of an order of magnitude at all.
The opponent’s attack is not over yet. This is just the beginning. A pair of huge and terrifying mace, which is danced by it like a whirlwind, is clearly a pair of unusually crude weapons, but it shows a trace of dexterity. There is no way to hide, being hammered by the opponent flying everywhere.
Fortunately, he didn't seem to be hurt here, he just knocked him into the air, but his body was not hurt at all, and he sighed again in his heart for the vastness of the opponent's magical powers.
Under the mad beating of the opponent, the doubt in Yuan's heart has completely disappeared.
Only the ancestor spirit can be so strong, can he play like a child, and make himself unharmed under such a blow.
This kind of blow lasted for a quarter of an hour, and the ancestor spirit giant stopped his hand and shook his head and said: "It's too far, there is strength in nothing, but no skill, you will lose everything that the ancestor left behind."
"I'm ashamed of my ancestor." Yuan, who was squashed, looked ashamed.
"If you lose it, you will lose it. Anyway, you have to learn to use the power of the ancestral spirit. Let's learn the skills of using weapons. I have single stick and double sticks here. Which one are you going to learn first?" asked the ancestral giant. Tao.
"Of course it's a double stick technique." Yuan said without hesitation, the other party's attack left a deep impression on him, and he liked the continuous violent attack method.
"Since you have chosen it, what are you waiting for? Condensing your double sticks, let's start." The ancestral spirit giant urged.
"Okay!" Yuan nodded excitedly.
Yuan, immersed in the state of learning, completely forgot about time and worked tirelessly.
In the beginning it was just a simple double stick technique.
Later, the ancestral giant entered the mysterious ancestral text into his soul consciousness, allowing him to visualize day and night in his spare time, and wait until when he can borrow the power of the ancestor spirit to be considered successful.
Originally he was training here alone, and soon new people joined in.
These tribesmen both worshiped the giant ancestral spirit and had doubts.
For those who have doubts, this time there is no need for the ancestral giant to take action. The pioneers headed by Yuan, who have been abused by the ancestral giant for so many times, will tell them with their fists that they must be in awe here. , Absolutely cannot question the authenticity of the ancestral spirit.
They are all selected warriors. It is their unshirkable responsibility to revive their race glory and rescue their race from suffering, which is given to them by the ancestor spirit.
All the sufferings they have experienced before are for this moment.
For this result, Sean is very satisfied.
Sean does not know whether the ancestral spirits believed by the Kentana barbarians really exist.
But ancestral spirits have relatively broad beliefs among the Kentana barbarians, which is certain.
It stands to reason that their relatively loose internal structure should not be able to develop a relatively unified belief.
The belief in ancestral spirits does indeed exist among the Kentana barbarians.
At first, Sean was also full of doubts, until after working with Patriarch Locke to systematically sort out the language of the Kentana barbarian, he found the root cause.
Ancestral spirit is a general reference, not specific to an individual, but refers to the ancestors of the Kentana barbarians. It is not so much a belief as a memorial to the ancestors.
Compared with orthodox beliefs, this ancestral belief is easier to pass on, because every family will have a parent, and the family ties of the Kentana barbarians are much closer than ordinary families, because after leaving the family, those minors The Tana barbarians have no chance of growing up. Before they can master their unique hunting skills, they must be completely dependent on their families.
This custom has caused them to have a deeper affection for their family and the older generation who raised them. They regard them as their guardians, just like when they were children, even if they have been away from themselves for many years and passed on from generation to generation, even Has been integrated into their language.
The battle of honor in front of the ancestor spirits is regarded as their highest honor.
However, the inheritance is too long, and it is estimated that not many Kentana barbarians can clearly explain this matter. The concept is naturally more vague, and the worship of giants is not necessarily integrated into it.
For the specific reason, Sean doesn't care. He is not researching the origin of the beliefs of the Kentana barbarians, he just wants to take advantage of this.
It doesn't matter if the ancestor spirits believed by the Kentana barbarians don't have a set goal, he can help them to make it concrete, as long as there are enough people who believe in it, even if it is fake, it will become real, let alone a combination punch.
Faced with his combination of punches, even smart people will be stunned, not to mention the Kentana barbarian with relatively simple thinking.
Once they have eaten their combination punches, if anyone dares to question the authenticity of the ancestral spirits in front of these Kentana barbarians, they will use their fists to correct that person's thoughts.
This big lie naturally originated from the Frost Giant. In his soul memory, the primitive worship of the giants that resembled the Kentana barbarians inspired him.
It is very difficult to capture the Kentana barbarian by conventional methods.
Like Christina used, in the Battle of Glory, it was one way to beat them one by one with fists.
It’s just that there is no such a strong character in the Yongye Army leader. It is too clumsy and not very reliable, because this is based on the personal reputation of the Kentana barbarians. Over time, various problems are prone to occur. .
Sean is the lord of a lord, how could solving problems be so simple and rude?
If you want to solve it, you can solve it completely from the root, let them follow them steadfastly and faithfully.
If you want to gather together a plate of arrogant scattered sand, what is more convenient and faster than faith?
The collar that Shaun is preparing for is not a kind of faith.
The belief in collar badges is too high-end for the Kentana barbarians, but the simplest and most direct primitive worship is best for them.
It doesn't matter whether it is simple or original, as long as it is easy to use.
What's more beautiful is ~EbookFREE.me~ Shaun now has the Frost Giant in his hands, which is a natural medium point.
Shaun transformed himself into an ancestral giant.
The consciousness space has also become the consciousness world among the ancestral spirit giants.
As for the double stick technique they learned, it was naturally the double stick sword technique, and the power of the ancestral spirit was a variant of the spell model.
Theoretically speaking, as long as they have soul consciousness, everyone can use their soul consciousness to culture and have the potential to become a wizard, but it does not mean that everyone can become a wizard.
Because want to play the profession of mage, need too much pre-knowledge.
First, you have to learn rune mathematics and rune literature, and second you have to master a number of complicated spell models.
This is the ability to build a model of spells in one's soul consciousness at will.
But for these three items, even a smart and easy-to-learn person will have to spend ten or eight years. Many stupid people don't even have a chance to get started.