Vol 2 Chapter 1070: Feed the ancestors

El is sitting on the Demon Stone Throne, thinking about where she should go to deal with what things next. First of all, Oresa and Elise will definitely go to see it, and since El wants to incorporate the Nightmare Rune In his natural bloodline, then he must be going to the Emerald Dream.
After thinking about it, Al made a plan. He first went to Oresa to have a look. When he thought about it, Al immediately turned into a blue and white whirlpool and disappeared in place. At the same time, Al almost instantly Appeared in the former Montessori tribe location, yes, because now, in this place, apart from most of the broken houses that have been buried by snow, there are only some snow wolves and snow wolves playing in the autumn wind in this obviously abandoned village. The snow eagle in the sky.
Frowning slightly, Al fell into the village, leaking a hint of aura, startled the snow wolf who was about to pounce, and then Al wandered in this abandoned village.
Originally, Al wanted to capture a trace of Oresa's breath here, and then find Oresa's location, but what was beyond El's expectation was that he didn't even find a trace of Oresa's breath.
Turning to look for the breath of anyone else, Al still couldn't find it, as if all the people here disappeared out of thin air, without even a trace of breath left.
This apparently abnormal situation made Al frowned. He rose into the air again and quickly came to the mountain where Meng Hao had been found before. The mental power was swept away, and he did not find any members of the Meng Hao tribe. Breath, flew north again, and at the speed of Ayer, he quickly found other barbarian tribes in this mountain range, but these barbarian tribes, like the Mengs tribe, were all abandoned. , Did not see anyone's existence.
Arriving in the ancestral land of all the barbarian tribes, Al fell from mid-air. He probed around, but he still didn’t see anyone there. He didn’t even notice the slightest breath. Al was about to leave. When he was here, he suddenly felt a very slight fluctuation.
Turning around abruptly, looking at the totem on the top half of the screenshot that had been broken from the middle and dropped to the ground, Al could clearly feel that there was a very weak wave in this half of the screenshot. At this moment, that trace of fluctuation is like a candle in the wind, which may be completely extinguished at any time.
"This is... Ancestral Spirit?"
While talking, Al stretched out his hand to release a soft energy, enveloping a little white light hidden in the half-screen shot of the pole, and slowly separated from the totem pole, floating above Al's palm.
Gently sensed this white light. After a while, Al was truly sure that this white light was the ancestral spirit enshrined in the ancestral land of the barbarian tribe. Now the power of this ancestral spirit has been weak to the limit, almost To completely disintegrate, Al must find a way to support this ancestral spirit, at least to restore him to the point where he can wake up from his deep sleep, so that Al can inquire about the reason why the barbarian tribe has become like this!
"An ancestor spirit is fundamentally very similar to a belief in a god. In other words, if you want this ancestral spirit to recover, you must provide it with some power of faith, but I definitely don't have time to engage in religious things. , From this point of view, robbing faith is my only way. It just so happens that there are those evil gods left behind by Evin Liner in the North Continent after his death. Just grab one and grab some power of faith. Up!"
Thinking of this, Al firmly grasped this ancestral spirit, and then flew up again, rushing towards the center of the northern continent.
With the deepening of the Northern Continent, Al gradually discovered the current situation in the Northern Continent by relying on mental power.
I have to say that, to some extent, the Northern Continent has become worse than before, and various churches have emerged one after another, because before Avinliner's unification of the major forces in the Northern Continent, nothing was too powerful. The existence of power, which made the evil gods on the Northern Continent that were originally under the command of Evinlin Er, divided the entire Northern Continent after Evinlin Er’s death, making the entire Northern Continent completely the territory of evil gods and various churches. .
And this directly made the entire Northern Continent, under the influence of many churches, become extremely chaotic, wars of various sizes can be seen everywhere, and the people have no livelihood.
"Unexpectedly, Evin Liner’s benevolence at the beginning, letting go of the evil gods who signed a contract with him, would cause those evil gods to cause such consequences on the North Continent. It seems that it was Evin Liner at the beginning. It is true that I did something wrong. I should wipe them out in one fell swoop and take away all of them. It is not that just because I killed the Pantheon and some of the evil gods in it, I have a benevolence towards the remaining evil gods!"
Thinking of this, Al accelerated again and headed towards the hinterland of the Northern Continent to ~EbookFREE.me~ But as Al flew over a church, a fiery red light suddenly shot up from below. , Blocking Al's direction.
Immediately afterwards, the divine light gradually transformed into a man with flaming red hair. He looked at Al and shouted: "Wizard! You dare to take the great Perima Ka Flying over his head, you have desecrated the great Porimaka, Porimaka wants to take you..."
Before the Flame Faith who claimed to be Porimaka finished speaking, Al appeared in front of him in an instant, and said faintly: "It just so happens that since you delivered it yourself, then I'm not welcome. Up."
As soon as the voice fell, Al's hand directly pierced Perimaka's head, and then dragged out a group of constantly shaking, temperatureless white light.
Looking at the power of faith, Al's other hand casually wiped out Perimaka, who had lost all the power of faith and caused the divine body to continue to escape, then took out the ancestral spirit and forcibly compressed his hand. The power of faith, extract a very small trace, a little bit into the ancestral spirit, lest the power of faith is too large, directly bursting the ancestral spirit that has been weak to the limit.
Along with Al’s little offerings, the ancestral spirit slowly became stronger, and the speed of absorbing the power of faith also accelerated. When the power of faith in his hand was completely absorbed by the ancestral spirit, the ancestral spirit had already been transformed. For a ball of light the size of a palm, but still not looking to wake up.
Looking at the ancestral spirits constantly emitting certain fluctuations, Al shook his head helplessly, and said, "It's not enough, okay, anyway, there are not many others in this northern continent, there are enough evil gods, just kill a few more!"
(End of this chapter)
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