In the past, Jiang Ziwen always felt that he could not find the meaning of existence, and he did not know what he should do in these long and boundless years. More than a month or even more would often pass by just emptying his mind. He was too lazy to remember the time, let alone
Go and circle around the power of that holy king.
When you were alive, you were busy making a living and had many things you couldn't control. Now that you are dead, do you still have to run up and down endlessly? Why bother?
When he turned into a fierce ghost, he was happy and filled with unwillingness and resentment. But later, he used this hatred to kill all his enemies, and suddenly he seemed to have no energy left, wandering around all day, or hiding in the mountains and fields. Later, he seemed to have no energy left.
He was met by several spiritual tribes and joined under the command of the Saint King of the Holy Forest. This was not his own wish, but a passive acceptance.
I thought I could stay peacefully in the sanctuary and not have to worry about anything. Even those efforts to persuade me to prepare to be a substitute for spiritual feed were forgotten.
It wasn't until the sudden appearance of that weird spiritual tribe not long ago that it was like a dazzling and uncomfortable light that woke Jiang Ziwen out of this dead state.
When he was alive, Jiang Ziwen was very afraid of death. Although he was happy for a while after revenge, he became indifferent after that. Although he was not disgusted with those fellow spirits who urgently needed to devour living people to become stronger, and even took pleasure in doing so, he was not disgusted.
He would subconsciously avoid them. This may be one of the reasons why he subconsciously doesn't want to join in as spiritual feeder.
But the more Jiang Ziwen thinks about it now, the more he feels that what the mysterious spiritual tribe said is not groundless.
Yes, where have those former bastards gone? They say they were taken away and entrusted with important responsibilities, which makes no sense at all! Instead, I think of the nature of the spirit clan and the final fate of those spirit children who were raised as pigs.
Jiang Ziwen only felt a panic for no reason.
Indeed, being a spirit tribe does not mean you are immortal. Jiang Ziwen understood that in essence, he was no different from those spirit boys who were treated as pigs. If he could eat the spirit boy, why couldn't he eat it?
And this seems to be in line with the habits in the sanctuary.
"But they are the same kind after all!" Jiang Ziwen thought in his heart. But he was already very weak and didn't know what would happen to him if he continued to hang out like this. He was also not sure whether the mysterious spiritual tribe was telling the truth.
Jiang Ziwen has three choices at the moment. One is to ignore everything, just pretend that nothing happened, continue to live as before, and hang on.
Second, stop messing around and immediately go to participate in spiritual feeding training as a remedy.
Third, wait and see and see the truth before making plans.
Reason told Jiang Ziwen that he should choose the second option and immediately change his current living situation. He would no longer be confused and follow the path followed by almost all the spiritual tribes in the Holy Domain, and work hard to serve the Holy King.
But Jiang Ziwen felt irritated when he thought about what Lingfu had to do.
"Maybe that guy is not right? How about waiting a little longer?" Jiang Ziwen hesitated for a long time and finally decided to choose the third method. Wait a little longer and not make a decision in a hurry.
But the rapid change of things did not give Jiang Ziwen much choice. Less than twelve hours after he hesitated and temporarily decided to wait and see, he even had no time to calm down from the anxious mood.
A ghost general knocked open its house.
"Jiang Ziwen, right?"
"Yes."
"Come with me. The Holy King has heard about your situation and wants to see you in person." The ghost general's tone was quite normal, and there was not much emotion mixed in the sonorous voice.
"The Holy King wants to see me?! Does this mean that he wants to entrust me with important tasks alone? Just like what the rumors say?" Jiang Ziwen's heart trembled, but the trembling soul was not a normal "excitement", but something.
An inexplicable fear struck its heart. It watched the ghost on the opposite side carefully as it raised its eyes with the exposed visor. Although it was scarlet, as an Eldar it could still distinguish many of the emotions in it, hoping to see some of them.
What a clue.
"Haha, this is not clear. Let's go. You will know when the time comes." With such a simple sentence, he led Jiang Ziwen out.
But this ghost general didn't know that the trace of ridicule and disdain that flashed in its eyes when it answered Jiang Ziwen's last sentence was looked away by Jiang Ziwen without hesitation.
If there was still a heartbeat, Jiang Ziwen felt that he might faint due to the fast heartbeat. At this time, it felt more and more that something was wrong.
"This spirit general, I have actually already thought about changing my situation. I am thinking about trying to participate in the substitute training of spirit feeders. I feel uneasy about bothering the Holy King to distract him. How about I go directly?
Participate in the training and stop bothering the Holy King?" This was Jiang Ziwen's last attempt. He knew that if he refused, then the matter would really fall in the direction that the mysterious spirit tribe said.
"Oh? Now you want to work hard? Haha, it took you so many years to figure it out? Forget it, it's a good thing. But since the Holy King has sent a message to see you, you can't go now. Let's go."
Jiang Ziwen followed behind without saying a word, but no one noticed that there was a piece of stone clasped in its semi-material palm, and the expression on his face calmed down again. Jiang Ziwen knew that he could not panic no matter what. In the end, if there was a turning point or he
It's best to think wrongly. If the worst outcome is true as the mysterious spirit tribe said, it can only bet its final treasure on this stone piece in its hand.
Followed all the way, but Jiang Ziwen soon discovered a problem. Because the Holy King lived in the nearest high tower, which was also the center of worship for all the spirit tribes in this area. But it followed the spirit general in front of him.
As we walked along, we were not heading towards the tower, but towards the other side.
"Um, this spiritual general, are we going in the wrong direction? The Holy King Tower is over there."
"That's right. I won't go to the tower this time. The Holy King will meet you somewhere else."
"oh."
The last thing we arrived at was an area where spirit generals live. As soon as Jiang Ziwen came in, he found that the eyes of the surrounding spirit generals looked at him, which made him feel familiar, but not normal. After thinking about it for a while, he remembered that this kind of look was not the same as those who were surrounded by spirit generals.
Do you think the spirit boys raised like pigs look at the spirits along the way after entering the sanctuary?
Exactly the same.
"go in."
"Is the Holy King here?"
"Hey, you'll know when you get in." At this time, the ghost general pressing Jiang Ziwen over had no intention of hiding it. Although he couldn't see his expression with the mask on, the playful look in his eyes was already direct.
The hook was exposed. He pressed the back of Jiang Ziwen's neck and pushed him into a stone room without any explanation.
When Jiang Ziwen only saw a ghost general in the stone house who took off his mask and smiled ferociously but did not see the Holy King, he understood that he had seen the truth as the mysterious spiritual tribe said.