The faint sunset remains on the earth. At this moment, only a little bit of the setting sun is left, and it looks like it will dissipate soon.
Walking side by side with Gruul in the city, Adil looked around quietly.
Affected by the war, the city was surrounded by exiled victims. They were dressed in ragged clothes and had accents from other places. They must have been exiled from far away places.
On the streets of the city, frozen corpses fell to the ground. Some corpses had stiff faces, while others had blood on their faces and obvious wounds on their bodies.
There are also some that are even worse, including the corpses of some women. The clothes on their bodies have been stripped off, and their frozen corpses are naked and exposed. They are covered with ferocious bruises and bruises. It is obvious that they have experienced something during their lifetime.
Looking at these scenes, Wendy closed her eyes unbearably, and just hid behind Adil quietly, following him forward without saying a word.
Adil looked calm at the tragic situation in front of him. He had seen so much along the way that he was numb.
It was the appearance along the way that surprised him.
"After Duke Senai's men captured Carlo, many lords took the opportunity to loot, and the disaster they caused to this area was not caused by the massacre."
On the side, seeing the surrounding scene, Gruul spoke, his words seemed very calm, and he was obviously used to this.
Beside him, Adil was somewhat silent.
The king's power in this world is not centralized. It is not centralized, but rather a feudal system.
The so-called king is just the largest lord. There are many independent small lords under him. Together, they form a kingdom.
The same is true for the Kingdom of Senai and the Kingdom of Tamru.
The Kingdom of Tamru suffered internal strife due to internal strife among its lords, resulting in the failure of the campaign and the fall of the southern fortress. The Kingdom of Senai also had similar problems.
It was okay during the previous battle with Tamru. Many nobles, under the leadership of Duke Senai, were able to gather together to launch an offensive against the southern fortress. But after the southern fortress was breached, the situation quietly changed.
In order to make up for their losses in the war, some lords burned, killed, and looted the territories they captured along the way, destroying almost everything in sight.
The consequences of this kind of behavior are more serious than the massacre in Orff.
The so-called city massacre, in the final analysis, was just the massacre of people in a city. Considering the size of that city, it could only hold up to the sky a few hundred thousand people.
However, the consequences caused by these lords looting, burning, killing, looting, and destroying production were far from hundreds of thousands of casualties.
However, Gruul did not feel sad at all about this situation, but felt faintly happy in his heart.
Looking at Adil beside him, he pointed at the victims everywhere below and said, "Let them continue to loot."
"The more they loot and the more people die, the more advantageous it will be for our future counterattack."
"The lords will hate because their territories were plundered, the church will be disgusted because of the deaths and injuries of believers, and the people will miss our rule because they experience the cruel treatment of outsiders."
"With these, if we counterattack Carlo in the future, our chances of winning will increase by at least 20%!"
He smiled, looking at the tragic situation in front of him with some inner joy.
After saying this, he specifically observed Adil's reaction.
After listening to what he said, Adil always had a calm face and did not seem to have any mood swings.
But beside him, the girl named Wendy looked a little strange, and she seemed to be a little disgusted by his words.
But for Gruul, it was enough to confirm Adil's attitude. As for the girl, she was just an ordinary maid. He could give her as much as she wanted.
"After passing this city, we will arrive at the territory of Viscount Aisili."
By raising his head and looking at the city in front of him, he seemed to be able to vaguely see a huge castle standing in front of him: "To a certain extent, he can be regarded as my father-in-law, but in this case, his attitude is different."
It’s hard to say…”
"Yasuo, I'll be relying on you in the next few days."
He patted Adil on the shoulder and said to him solemnly.
"I understand." Nodding slightly and looking at Gruul, Adil expressed his understanding.
In the next few days, they crossed the city in front of them and galloped forward quickly along a road.
Along the way, accidents did not happen.
The war between several countries brought chaos to this area for several years. During this period, some bandit groups quickly emerged in various regions, robbing pedestrians along the road, and even abducting and trafficking victims.
The slave trade began.
Adil and Gruul traveled all the way and finally bumped into each other several times.
Needless to say, the results are natural.
There was no need for Gruul to think of a way. With one man and one sword, Adil single-handedly defeated all the robbers and robbers who dared to rob the road. In just a few days, there were many more people behind him.
"My lord, in two days we will be able to reach Viscount Asili's castle..."
In front of a bonfire, some people were sitting here. Among them, a middle-aged man with a rough face and wearing an obviously ill-fitting leather armor carefully held a piece of freshly roasted meat and carefully placed it on Adil's head.
In front of him: "The meat has been roasted. Please use it, adults."
The middle-aged man in front of him was called Siraya. He was originally the leader of a small band of thieves. He led dozens of people to rob people along the road. He almost ran into Adil, and was finally killed by Adil alone.
defeated.
After being defeated, Adir did not kill them all, but just expelled them.
But after these people saw Adil's force, they finally followed him and followed Adil spontaneously, wanting to become Adil's followers.
Adil didn't care about these people, but Gruul's eyes lit up and he asked Adil to accept these people.
"I am about to return to the country, and many trivial things need to be done by people. Although these people are crude, they can also save some energy." Gruul said to Adil the day before.
So Adil took these people in and asked them to follow him and be responsible for doing some trivial things.
"Thanks."
Taking the piece of meat wrapped in oil paper from Siraya's hand, Adil nodded and thanked him, then secretly tested it before biting it.
I cannot compliment the taste of the barbecue. The so-called "charred outside and tender inside" is true, but it is burnt on the outside and not cooked at all on the inside. You can even taste the blood inside after one bite.
There are no special condiments, and the craftsmanship of these followers is even worse than Adier. Of course, we can't expect the food to be delicious.
But Adier didn't care about the taste of things.
At this moment, his mind was completely attracted by some changes in himself.
"The inexplicable power is somewhat similar to blood, but it also has the characteristics of soul power...is it the so-called killing power?"
As he quietly bit into the barbecue, Adil had countless thoughts in his mind.
In the past few days, because he killed some robbers and wild beasts on the roadside, he felt the changes emerging from his body.
When he starts killing, the scarlet mark in his body will spontaneously emerge, gaining a little bit of power from the killing, and then feedback it back, adding a little bit of scarlet power to his body.
This kind of power is somewhat similar to blood, and also has the characteristics of the power of the soul. In Adil's opinion, it may be more appropriate to describe it as the power of killing.
In Adil's body, these killing powers had just taken shape, and they spontaneously wanted to attack Adil's body. However, Adil used his own origin to suppress them, preventing them from spreading to his body.
"Once I absorb these killing powers, my strength will expand rapidly, but correspondingly, I will also be affected by these killing powers, and my temperament will become more and more murderous, until I finally become the spokesperson of the killing power, and
The so-called son of murder..."
Standing there, silently deducing the changes in his body, Adier came to such a result.
The drop of blood given by Orff at the beginning was like a seed of killing. As Adier continued to kill, he would eventually transform into a real son of killing, accompanying him with killing all his life.
After figuring this out, Adil was still confused.
The other party wants to make him a son of murder, and what is its purpose?
Due to limited information, this question can only be buried in my heart for the time being, waiting to be answered later.
However, Adil has already made up his mind about the killing power generated in his body.
"These killing powers cannot be absorbed directly."
Feeling the boiling killing power in his body and the constant desire to kill in his mind, Adil shook his head secretly and made this decision in his heart.
Although you can become stronger in a short period of time by absorbing the power of killing, it will be affected by the power of killing. Over time, it will slowly penetrate and your temperament will gradually change.
Adier has no interest in this.
He has better choices.
"By purifying these killing powers and transforming them into another kind of pure divine power, we can avoid the disadvantages of these killing powers and fully utilize these powers..."
Recalling the many messages in his mind, various thoughts flashed through Adil's mind: "Just to do this, in addition to the necessary secret methods, another medium is needed."
Adir naturally has the necessary secret method, which comes from the corpse that was devoured in the misty world.
The original divine corpse was already on the verge of becoming a god in this world during its lifetime, and was only one step away from truly becoming a god.
But at the last moment, another real god took action to destroy it. Not only did he fail to become a god, but he also died directly. His body was knocked down into the endless void, slowly drifted into another world, and turned into a human being.
A golden corpse.
Inheriting the memory of this golden divine corpse, Adil, although his clone's power is weak at the moment, does not know much about the gods. What he lacks are only the changes that have taken place in this world over the years.
Now, the killing power in Adil's body was born from the killing mark in Adil's body, and this killing mark came from the drop of killing blood that Orf had penetrated into Adil's body.
If you want to transform the power of killing into another kind of power, in addition to the corresponding secret method, you must have at least one thing that is the same as that drop of killing blood.
"The divine blood of the gods..."
Adil slowly opened his mouth and looked up into the distance at this moment: "It seems that this time, there is another target."