Chapter 675: The God of War (1) (2/3)

It's no secret that the God of War Rollin comes from the world of the Teror plane.
But what exactly did Rollin do in the world of Troll? How to ignite the sacred fire. Few people knew about this, even the Lord of Darkness only knew part of it.
In order to find out the details of his biggest opponent, Knightmel decided to take a trip to the plane of Troll himself.
The other party has gained a part of the origin of the world and will definitely nurture and grow it. It can be encountered. The situation of the dark camp in the crimson land will get worse and worse. She has a very short time. After this idea came into her heart, she immediately put it into practice. .
There were precedents for the betrayal of the void and the void, and Sandro became more and more mediocre. She didn't believe anyone, and when she went to Troll, she didn't tell anyone.
The world of Troll is not an abyss. The Lord of Darkness has just launched an offensive against it. Although it has caused great damage, it has not succeeded in conquering it. That world has just repelled the army of darkness, and its origin is very sensitive to foreign invasions. .
Fortunately, Netmel has developed some beliefs in Troll, and there are still some altars in some dark corners of the world.
These altars are the coordinates of the reference, and through these altars, Netmel successfully perceives that there is a sufficiently powerful mortal life next to one of the altars.
Because of the severe blow to the Dark Belief by Troll World, her altar has been abandoned, and most of the runes on the altar have expired, but some runes are still running.
By these old runes. A trace of Netmel's will descended on the altar through the endless void, through the altar. She watched the surroundings.
This is a cave. The cave is damp and gloomy. Is it still echoing with the sound of water droplets, as if someone is whispering? This is the environment that Netmer loves most
Her divine mind scanned the cave, looking for the mortal life.
In the cave. There are some nocturnal birds and some bats. But these beings are too weak, and the spirits they can carry are too weak. Although Netmel can find a new host through them, the risk is too great. Because these little guys may be killed by birds of prey on the way. Once this life is killed. And she failed to find a new host in time, so her previous efforts were wasted.
After looking around, Knightmel found the mortal life that satisfied her.
This is a big civet with black smooth fur, beautiful eyes shining with blue light in the dark, elegant and flexible body, and sharp claws. This makes Netmer very satisfied.
This big civet is very sensitive, it was sleeping. Under Knightmel's peep, it was quickly awakened, and a pair of faint blue eyes watched uncomfortably from side to side.
"Come here~" A thought came out on the altar. It was directly in the mind of the big civet.
"Hiss~" The big civet felt danger, its hair stood up, its tail straight, it felt danger, and stepped back.
"You can't escape." Knightmel issued another thought, and at the same time input a trace of power into the altar. This power was not enough to cause fierce resistance from the plane, but it was enough to trap the big civet.
Even if there is only a trace of the power of a powerful god. It was not something that mortal beings could resist. The big civet's brain shook suddenly, and the faint blue brilliance in its eyes became dissipated, and then it moved towards the altar step by step.
From the altar, a wisp of black smoke slowly emerged, entangled in the body of the big civet, and then disappeared into the body of the civet.
In the end, the whole body of the big civet was lying on the altar, and the traces of black smoke continued to float out and penetrate continuously.
Time passed slowly, and it took a long time for the black smoke to disappear, and then the big civet on the altar slowly opened its eyes.
The eyes were no longer faint blue, but pure black, and they couldn't see the pupils at all, and they looked very strange.
It stretched its body gracefully, and then made a light leap. It jumped five or six meters away, landing silently, and then ran out of the cave. Its speed was extremely fast, like a black lightning, in the blink of an eye He rushed out of the cave and disappeared into the dense forest outside the cave.
It was daytime outside the cave, and it was sunny, with a golden sun hanging in the sky.
In Netmel's eyes, the golden sunlight contained a huge amount of force, and it fell from the sky little by little, flooding the air, digging into the trees, falling into the soil, and nourishing the entire world.
"It's such a vibrant world." Knightmeer sniffed greedily, a trace of heat flashed in her pure black eyes.
However, she is also very aware of the dangers of this world. The origin of the world is strictly guarded against the invading dark power. Even if she only controls a big civet, she still feels the faint sense of rejection of the world power.
In her eyes, those original force light spots did not enter her temporary body like nourishing other lives, and they all walked around vigilantly. Along the way, the animals she encountered were far away from her, and looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze.
Perhaps these animals themselves did not feel this kind of'examination' action, but Netmel could clearly feel that she saw the faint hostility in the eyes of every life, as if she only had any extraordinary actions, The opponent will gang up and attack.
"What a terrible world." Knightmel became more cautious, not daring to reveal too much difference.
After walking in the shadows of the jungle for most of the day, Knightmeer did not use any supernatural powers along the way. Using the hunting skills of the big civet, she caught two bamboo rats and a flower sparrow as her food along the way. Deal with it, just like a real beast and drink blood.
This natural movement did not arouse the fear of the origin of the world, and she was safe all the way.
In the middle of the night, she rushed to the border of the jungle. From the boundary, we can see a big river ahead, and a village next to the river. The lights in the village have been extinguished. The night is too late and they all rest.
If you want to hear the news of the God of War as soon as possible, the body of the big civet is not enough. Because it cannot speak, and cannot communicate with other beings in a complicated way, she must search for a body of intelligent life again.
"The soul of intelligent life is too powerful. If I occupy it, it will cause a huge movement, and I will definitely be noticed by the origin of the world. If it attracts a counterattack, then nothing can be done. What should I do?" Dive into the village, thinking of a way while walking.
This world in which the dark power of the abyss is extremely vigilant is the most difficult one to deal with. Even if Netmel has a lot of experience in invading the plane world, it still feels very tricky at this time.
She finally did not think of a way. When we arrived in the village, because one accidentally made some movement, the dogs in the village immediately began to bark, one after another. One after another, one after another, the noisy Netmeer trembled in his heart, and only dared to lie motionless on the roof of a farmhouse, for fear of being spotted by the hunting dogs.
After staying for more than half an hour, the hateful dogs stopped barking, and Knightmeier raised his head and continued to patrol the small village to find suitable candidates.
Because of the river beside the small village, this small village has a large population. There are at least two thousand people, and there are many homeless people.
Knightmeer wandered around the village and found several weak and sickly. Soulfire's weak beggars, but these beggars were either too old or had sicknesses that made her feel sick, and Netmel finally did not occupy them.
Unless there is really no choice, she will never let herself control such a dirty body.
She is the goddess of the night from the abyss, yes, but she is a god. Even the who wants to occupy the other side will choose the pleasing to the eye, this kind of extremely humble mortal. She is not willing to give in at will.
After a few laps of shopping, Netemel never found a suitable candidate to occupy. When she was about to abandon the village, a fire of life that was about to extinguish attracted her.
It was a small bed in a farmhouse. The owner of Fire of Life was a year-old girl. She seemed to be suffering from a lung disease, coughing constantly, and her body was thin with only a handful of bones left.
After just one glance, Netemel knew that the little girl's lungs had rotted out of a big hole. Given the economic conditions of the farmer, she was completely hopeless. But then again, if financial conditions permit, a child of this age will be vigorous and will never be tortured to such a degree by lung disease.
The little girl was pale with sunken eye circles, her forehead and cheek bones protruding out, and her entire face almost looked like a skeleton, but Netmel still saw some potential from this haggard face.
"A good skeleton. After I occupy it, I can get a very good body after a little conditioning."
So far, this little girl is her most satisfied object of possession.
She no longer hesitated, squeezed into the farmhouse through the dilapidated wooden window, jumped onto the little girl's bed, and then got into her bed.
No one knows what happened this night.
When the next day dawned, the farmer's wife got up and habitually checked the condition of her little daughter, she was surprised to find that her daughter was sleeping sweetly.
Although her face was still pale, it was a little more than before. The most important thing was that she stopped coughing and just lay on the bed and breathed peacefully.
"My daughter is cured!" A burst of ecstasy flooded into the heart of the ordinary peasant woman. She closed the door gently, and returned to wake up her husband: "Hey, Jim, Lena's illness seems to have improved. "
"Oh~really? That would be great." Jim's answer was a little absent-minded. He has five children~EbookFREE.me~ three sons and two daughters. The illness of the youngest daughter has been delayed for half a year and almost exhausted the family's savings. He is already exhausted. Deep down in his heart, he even hoped that this daughter would die soon, so as to end the pain of both parties.
But the daughter got better. This is always a good thing. Jim stood up and went to the little daughter's bed to take a look.
He found that his daughter's situation was not what he had imagined, but it was indeed better. She slept peacefully. God knows, she coughed so badly last night, he thought she couldn't make it through this morning.
"Well~ that's great. I'll buy some meat back today, and you will make some broth." Jim's mood suddenly improved a lot, and it was his daughter after all, and he hoped that she could live well.
After a while, all the other children who were living apart because of Lena's illness also came to see the situation. Lena was awakened. She was in good spirits. After a while, the brothers and sisters chatted with each other.
Seeing her children are safe and sound, the woman is extremely satisfied.
She didn't know that her daughter had actually died. At this time, the person occupying her daughter's body was a great demon from the abyss! (To be continued)