Yudula's body stiffened and his expression changed.
As Puli said, the divine nature of killing can enable the host to gain powerful power, but those who indulge in this power will also be swallowed by the will to kill.
In the corruption swamp, the wizard who has fallen into madness is a bloody example!
"The flame of killing is blooming, the abandoned land will usher in chaos, and the glory of my Lord will come back to the world!" At this time, Puli suddenly spoke again, and a pious expression appeared on his face.
"The flames of killing bloom..." Yudula murmured.
Prie seemed to have predicted something, and a smile appeared on his face and whispered, "Don't worry, Yudula, everything in the world is God's will. It may not be a bad thing for us to give the God of Killing to Enzo."
Yudula's eyes flashed, and she showed a puzzled expression.
"The second-level wizard is enough to inherit the divine nature of killing." Puli said in a low tone and hoarse voice, ": After the divine nature obtains the host, a mark of killing will soon be formed. Driven by desire, flowers that symbolize killing will surely bloom!"
"People who are devoured by the will of killing will confront each other for more divinity. When the final Son of Killing is born, the temple will open again!"
"Sheng of Killing?" Yudula raised his head suddenly.
"That's right, it's the Temple of Killing!"
Puli's lips raised, a hint of fanatic luster revealed in his eyes, and said, ": My Lord's divine fire will remain in the Temple of Killing. When the Son of Killing is born, he will definitely come back to the world!"
"And that Enzo is the body I chose for the God of Killing!"
Yudula's heart trembled and his whole body was trembling.
Through conversation with Puli, she finally understood the other party's intention and told the secret that protected thousands of years in order to make greater plans.
"Keep this secret for me, Yudula."
Then, Puli returned to his calmness and said softly, ": Waiting for a thousand years of opportunity, now in front of him. If everything goes well, my Lord will rely on his body and divine fire to come back to the world!"
"At that time, the entire Lost Continent will be controlled by our Lord. As a believer of our Lord, you will also gain great benefits!"
"Everything is for the God of Killing!"
As he said that, Puley raised his hand and made a gesture representing the killing of believers.
“…It’s all for the God of Killing.”
Yudula hesitated for a moment and made the same gesture to express his identity as a believer of the God of Killing.
The conversation between the two ended, and the stone house fell into silence. Puli turned around and walked to the corner, twisted a mechanism, opened the entrance to a secret room, and walked slowly in.
No one noticed that in the most hidden shadow above the stone house, a crow was hidden, with dark eyes staring at everything below, and the conversation between the two was silent.
...
"So, is this your purpose?"
In another stone house, Enzo's eyes flashed slightly, and after using the shadow crow to eavesdrop on Yudula's conversation with Puli, he understood everything.
"Those who inherit the divine nature of killing will eventually be swallowed by the will of killing and become the resurrection of the god of killing..." Enzo murmured to himself.
Puli did not abandon his faith. On the contrary, he was a crazy believer of the God of Killing. Today, when the age of the Gods was long gone, he was still planning for the resurrection of the God of Killing.
It was Puli's plan to hand over the God of Killing to Enzo.
After inheriting the divine nature of killing, Enzo can rely on the divine nature to gain power, but under the influence of killing, he will eventually lose his will and become the son of killing.
And the Son of Killing is the body of the resurrection of the God of Killing!
"What a plan to kill two birds with one stone!"
A sneer appeared on Enzo's face, a cold luster flashed in his eyes, and thoughts kept flashing in his mind.
Priley chose to hand over divine nature to Enzo, which seemed to have lost the treasure that protected thousands of years, but in fact it was a killing two birds with one stone.
First, if the divine nature of killing is lost, the camp will no longer be invaded by other forces. Secondly, it will also find a host for the divine nature of killing as the basis for the resurrection of the god of killing.
"Hmph! Your plan is perfect, but unfortunately I'm not a fool either!" Enzo snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with a glitter. Since he had already understood Puli's plan, he would naturally not sit still and wait for death.
First of all, Enzo is bound to win the divine nature of killing. Even if everything is Puli's plan, he does not intend to give up that divine nature.
However, gaining the divine nature of killing does not mean that you will definitely become a puppet of killing!
Dongdongdongdongdongdong!
After a while, a knock came from outside the door.
"Please come in." Enzo said in a low voice.
The door was pushed open, and Puli walked in, holding a pottery jar in both hands, with strange and small spells engraved on the surface, and a dark crystal stone was inlaid at the seal.
“How were the casualties in the camp?”
Enzo glanced at the pottery jar, and the luster flashed slightly in his eyes, but he did not rush to ask for divinity, but asked casually.
"Thanks to Your Excellency Enzo's potion, people infected by snake venom are basically out of danger." Puli's expression of gratitude appeared on his face, and he said sincerely, "If it weren't for you, the Gros Camp would have suffered a catastrophe tonight. Please allow me to express my gratitude to you on behalf of my tribe!"
Enzo smiled, but jokes flashed in his eyes.
"This is the divine nature of the God of Killing, and I'll leave it to you now!" Then, Puli didn't say much nonsense and directly handed the pot to Enzo.
"Is this the divine nature of killing?"
Enzo's eyes flashed, and he scanned with a chip and found that there was some blood in the pot, which contained an extremely amazing force, but it was sealed.
"How should I obtain the divinity here?" Enzo asked again.
"It's very simple, break the seal and drink the blood of the gods inside." Puli said: The pottery jar that seals the divine nature is left by my ancestors, so only those who have the bloodline of the believers of the God of Killing are qualified to open it!"
"At the same time, after the seal is lifted, you must immediately drink the divine nature inside, otherwise that power will lose control and will affect everything around you!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "After the seal is lifted, you must drink divinity immediately?"
Enzo narrowed his eyes, and his face looked thoughtful, and he pondered, "Since that's the case, please trouble Mr. Prie. Please remove the seal on it and let me drink the divine blood here."
"No problem." Priley's eyes drooped and she said in a deep voice.
Then, he took a deep breath, a solemn expression appeared on his face, his old arms floated over the pottery jar, and he muttered something.
Suddenly, the spell carved on the surface of the pottery shone.
The next moment, the clay pot kept trembling, and the crystals embedded in the seal on it appeared fine cracks that continued to spread, eventually turning into crystals and shattering.
"Old Master Enzo, please drink the blood of God!" Priley said in a deep voice.
Enzo nodded slightly, his eyes flashed. After the seal was lifted, a powerful force emerged from the pottery, a ball of crimson liquid, which kept flowing like life, as if he wanted to break through the shackles of the pottery.
Enzo no longer hesitated and opened his mouth to pour divine blood into his mouth.
The strong breath and power flowed into the abdomen along the throat. After the divine blood was drunk, there was no tendency to resist. Instead, it seemed very calm, just like a different beast, lying dormant in Enzo's body.
"This...is it over?" Enzo shook the pot.
The blood of the god inside had been drunk, Enzo did not feel anything abnormal, but Puli on the opposite side was a little excited, but forced to suppress it, so he made a calm expression.
"Yes, Lord Enzo."
Prie nodded slowly and said in a deep voice, ": The divinity of the God of Killing has remained in your body, but to truly master this power, you need to do some other things."
"What's the matter?" Enzo raised his eyebrows.
"Kill!"
"Kill?" Enzo narrowed his eyes.
"That's right, it's killing!" Puley's lips raised slightly and said slowly, "The God of Killing is in charge of the [killing] clergy, and the divinity he left behind is also full of desire for killing."
"To truly control the divinity, Lord Enzo must kill!"
"Through constant killing, you can quickly improve your strength, and your divinity will gradually be transformed into a mark and merge with Lord Enzo."
Puli tells the purpose of the divine nature of killing.
Enzo stroked his chin, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face, saying, "You mean, the divine nature of killing is like a locked treasure chest. If you want to obtain the treasure inside, you must use killing as the key?"
"That's right!" Puley nodded.
After drinking the blood of the God of Killing, the divine nature has remained in Enzo's body, but this power cannot be used by him for the time being. Only through continuous killing can Enzo gradually master this divine nature.
"The Abandoned Land is a paradise for the Necrotic creatures."
Immediately afterwards, Prie spoke again and suggested, ": If you want to master the power of divinity as soon as possible, you can use the wasteland as a trial field to kill those wandering skeletons and zombies as the key to opening divinity!"
Enzo's eyes flashed and he nodded slightly.
Killing is the only way to master divinity, and the undead creatures wandering on the wasteland become the best targets. The skeletons and zombies are huge and can be used as Enzo's prey.
"I will go to the wasteland as soon as possible."
Enzo pondered for a moment and said, "But forget it now, the camp has just been attacked by the snake claw tribe. In order to prevent the monsters from returning, I plan to guard the camp for a while first."
"...It's good." Pri hesitated.
Then, Puli explained some things about divinity, and then left Enzo's residence on the grounds of appeasement of his tribe.
After Prie left, Enzo's lips raised and his eyes flashed slightly.
"Hmph! I didn't believe your nonsense so easily." Enzo snorted coldly, opened his mouth, and a crow slowly emerged from his mouth, and his whole body was condensed from dark blood and fell into Enzo's palm.
The divine nature of killing!
Knowing that Priley was inappropriate in his plans, Enzo naturally could not listen to the other party's words. Instead, while drinking the divine blood, he wrapped the divine blood with the power of the magic crow Qianling and turned into a divine crow.
In this way, the divine blood that was drunk was spit out.
In place, Enzo looked at his palm, the crow condensed by divine blood, constantly twisting and changing, and his divinity seemed to be uncontrollable, struggling to break through the constraints of magic.
However, it is just a trace of divinity.
Under the constraints of the Crow Thousand Spirits, it gradually returned to calm. As Enzo thought, the divine crow flew back into his body, but this power did not merge with him, but lies dormant in a special way.
"The divine nature has been obtained, and the next step is to control this power."
Enzo stroked his chin and thought, ": According to Puli's narration, the only way to master the power of divinity is to kill. If you want to verify this, it seems that I can only go to the wasteland."
Although Puley was ill-behaved, not all of his telling was lies.
The power of divine nature can only be mastered by killing. If Enzo wants to verify this, he can only go to the wasteland, but this is not in a hurry, because before that, he has more important things.
......
Abandoned land, a wasteland.
On the endless desolate land, the sky gradually ushered in dawn, and the faint light pierced the clouds and tore the darkness of the night.
Below, two figures are moving.
Several zombies around were attracted by the smell of blood and walked slowly towards the other side. Before they got closer, they were pierced by a venom arrow and fell hard to the ground.
"Hiss! Hold on, leader!"
Kalu, the snake claw tribe, has turned into a snake tail form. It resists the unconscious leader on his shoulders and swims quickly on the wasteland, saying, ": I'm about to return to the cave, the Black Snake God will definitely save your life."
A dark cave appeared vaguely in front of him.
Kalu's vertical pupils shone slightly, and he quickly swung his snake's tail and drilled in. Relying on his familiarity with the environment, it quickly penetrated into the cave.
Hissing!
In the dark cave, snakes kept roaring. Karu swept and spitted snake letters to respond to them, and quickly came to the depths of the cave.
"It's Karu, and the leader!"
“They are back.”
"The leader is injured! What's going on? What about other tribe members?"
In front of me, a place similar to an underground palace appeared. The stones inlaid on the rock wall emitted a faint light, and poisonous snakes were entrenched around, and in the center was a black-scale giant python.
"Great Lord Black Snake God, I'm back."
Kalu put the leader beside him, crawled respectfully on the ground, and said hoarsely, ": I failed to complete the task you assigned, please punish me!"
In the middle of the underground palace, the black giant python slowly opened its eyes.
A strange luster flashed in the dark vertical pupils. The black-scale giant python looked at the unconscious snake claw leader and said hoarsely.
"Are you injured? My poor child."
After saying that, the black-scale giant python slowly crawled over, opened its snake mouth with its sharp teeth, spit out a purple venom, turning into countless small snakes, landing on the head of the snake claw tribe, crawling like a bug.
The little snakes followed the wound and penetrated into the abdomen of the snake claw leader.
In a moment, they had merged with flesh and blood to repair the wound. The leader of the snake claw tribe also woke up slowly, looking at the black giant python not far away, and a guilty luster appeared in his vertical pupils.
"I'm so sorry, the great God of Black Snake."
Chapter completed!