"Orff, this name is somewhat familiar to me. He was the pope of the Killing Church three thousand years ago. He suddenly disappeared three thousand years ago and disappeared among the countries."
Walking in the wilderness, looking at Adil beside him, Mal continued to speak: "After he disappeared, the entire Killing Church fell silent. It slowly declined under the pressure of many churches. It was not until the past ten years that
Be active slowly.”
"Now it seems that he did not disappear back then, but deliberately kept the entire power of the Killing Church intact until this opportunity comes."
"What does he want to do?"
Looking at Mal in front of him, Adil frowned and asked.
"Of course I want to resurrect the God of Slaughter."
Looking at Adil, Mal smiled and said: "Orff is the former pope of the Killing Church and the most devout believer of the God of Killing. He deliberately preserved the power of the entire Killing Church until now, for the natural reason.
Ensure the resurrection of the God of Slaughter."
"The drop of killing blood on the Lord's body is one of the means for the God of Slaughter to revive."
Speaking of this, Marr's face turned solemn: "The blood of killing contains the divine power of the god of killing. Once the host cannot resist the temptation, or its own will is not strong enough to resist the killing will, it will be conquered by the power of killing.
Transform and transform into a son of murder."
"Son of Slaughter" Hearing this, Adil frowned, and a flash of inspiration seemed to flash in his mind, making him think of something in an instant.
"The so-called Son of Slaughter is the one chosen by the God of Slaughter"
As they walked on the road, Maar continued to speak: "Adhering to the divinity of the God of Slaughter, as long as these sons of killing kill, they will gain a steady stream of killing power and thus continue to grow stronger."
"The Sons of Slaughter are killing people in various countries, and they will surely trigger massacres one after another, causing the source of killing on the continent to boil. When all the Sons of Slaughter have grown up, it will be time for the God of Slaughter to resurrect."
"Killing each other?" Adil raised his head, recalling the records of the Son of Slaughter in the past, and raised his head and asked.
"Yes." Mal sighed, then nodded: "Because of the same divinity and power, the winner of the killing between the sons of killing will gain all the power and divinity of the loser, until all the killings are finally completed.
When the blood of the blood gathers on the last son of slaughter, it is the time when the god of slaughter resurrects."
"This is a trap from beginning to end. All the sons of slaughter are victims, sacrifices for the final resurrection of the god of slaughter."
She said softly, as if remembering some horrific scene, she couldn't help but raise her right hand and cover her chest: "The more killings the Son of Slaughter causes in the world, the greater the power he will gain, and the God of Slaughter will also be more powerful after he is resurrected.
powerful."
"Orff is looking for geniuses with extraordinary talents as hosts in various places, and disperses the blood of killing in order to gain more power after the god of killing is resurrected."
When she said this, she couldn't help but stop. Then she raised her head and looked at Adier in front of her, and said with some luck: "Fortunately, although the Lord was injected with the killing blood by Orff, he resisted with his own will.
The erosion of the blood of slaughter has not transformed into the son of slaughter."
Looking at Adier, who had a calm face, a handsome face, and an expression that showed no trace of killing in China, she couldn't help but sigh softly, with deep admiration in her eyes.
There are very few people who can use their own will to resist the blood of killing and resist the erosion of the power of a god. Even in the long history, there are only a few, only those with divine blood.
Only the Son of God and the Saint can do it.
As a pure mortal, Adil is probably the first to resist the erosion of the blood of killing.
"With such will and potential, even if you are not favored by fate, you will definitely be able to rise in this era and achieve a brilliant future."
Looking at Adier, whose face was always calm and calm, without any emotion, she sighed in her heart, but a smile gradually appeared on her face.
No matter what, the stronger the favored person she follows, the better it will be for her future.
The stronger Adil's willpower potential, the more she likes him.
"Child of Slaughter"
Standing there, listening to Mal's words quietly, Adil murmured to himself, feeling a sense of crisis at this moment.
"Even if I don't transform into the Son of Slaughter, I still carry the blood of Slaughter. I'm afraid I will be targeted by other Sons of Slaughter as well."
"This, I'm afraid it is indeed the case." Mal was stunned for a moment, then a bitter smile appeared on his face: "The merger of the blood of killing is irreversible. Under the influence of the will of the god of killing, those sons of killing will instinctively look for other
Try to integrate the blood of killing into your own body."
"My lord, you possess the blood of killing. Regardless of whether you are the son of killing or not, you are destined to be targeted by these people."
"In this way." Adil nodded. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel speechless: "I don't go to others, but others come to me. This feeling is really strange."
"Therefore, in order not to be beaten to death by those murderous sons in the future, the Lord must become stronger as soon as possible."
Mal raised his hands and took out a round complex coin, where he kept thinking: "With my ability, I can easily find some hidden ruins nearby and get something from them. When the time comes,
Master, your talent can naturally make you stronger quickly."
"Of course, the attack of the Sons of Slaughter is something that will happen in the future. In the past few months, my lord, you have other things to worry about."
"Is there anything else?" Adier's eyes twitched, this time he was really surprised.
"That bloody knight is an ambitious man who wants to become a god."
Under Adil's gaze, Mal slowly said a name: "The demigods that the Lord killed before were sent by the bloody knight."
"Demigod?" Adil was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "Sir Bloody, the one who killed my brother?"
"My lord has been targeted."
Mal spoke quietly, seeming to be aware of the doubts in Adil's heart, and paused before speaking again: "Sir Bloody holds the resurrection ritual left by the Blood Moon Church. This is what the God of Blood Moon wants.
The key to recovery.”
"In order to control the Blood Moon God and use the Blood Moon God's power to achieve his own ambitions, this Blood Moon wants to collect the essence of blood from various powerful beings to cultivate a body that can carry the Blood Moon God's arrival."
"My lord's brother died for this reason."
She said quietly: "The transformation of a vampire is a very difficult thing. Every vampire is a precious resource. The Lord's brother, who matched the power of the vampire, was lucky enough to be transformed into a vampire."
"The vitality of a silver or even golden knight is equally strong, and it is also a rare material for the bloody knight."
Adil listened quietly, listening to Mal's conversation, and did not speak for a long time.
It was not until a long time later that he spoke: "As a mortal, how can he have the confidence to control a god?"
"Who knows?" Mal shook his head: "Maybe he has other methods, or maybe he has fallen into madness. It's possible."