The Soul Sect is expanding among the human race at an exaggerated speed.
Although extraordinary means are no longer absolutely rare among the human race.
However, the divine skills taught by the Soul Sect are the lowest cost, the lowest threshold, and the most obvious path to advancement among the extraordinary means obtained by the human race so far.
It has advantages that other extraordinary paths cannot match.
With the expansion of the Soul Sect, Monet, as the two-in-one of God and Pope, felt more and more that the connection between himself and the human race was gradually deepening.
The war between heaven and hell continues.
It may take many years before the dispute is completely settled.
At this time, the eyes of the gods were no longer just focused on the battlefield.
They are always paying attention to the movements of the world and monitoring all major races.
The changes in the human race do not satisfy the gods who are willing to do so.
Apart from anything else, just because the human race has produced a god-killer, this race cannot be underestimated.
The emergence of the Soul Sect made the gods suspicious of each other.
Not many gods would have thought that this sect with the same name as the Lord of Souls would be developed by the Lord of Souls himself.
On the top of Rathore Mountain in the heavenly realm, there is the palace of the gods. In the central temple, the God of Thunder... the king of the gods and the undisputed ruler of the second era, Kasa, is filled with anger.
In front of him, kneeling were two gods guarding the seal.
"Go find him! Send the gods to destroy his sect." Kasa issued his own oracle.
Eyes flashing with electric light penetrated the space and shed light on the mortal world.
"Monet! This time, I will definitely kill you!" In the empty temple, the King of Gods whispered ferociously.
Three hundred and seventy-nine endings!
Each one is fatal!
The senior priest of the Soul Religion 'Chai', tightly covering his forehead.
The magic of the soul possesses super computing power.
Calculate the future through what you experience now and get the results.
Change some factors and try to calculate again to get different results.
This is not the power of time and space, nor is it destiny. To be serious... it is a derivative of the wisdom in the soul.
Directly opposite Zhui, a special being who was a hybrid of a god and an elf, called a 'descendant of the gods', was holding a giant axe, and was slashing at 'Zui' with an axe.
Chasing can only be forced to respond to the enemy.
Even a stone knife polished by the hardest iron stone appears extremely fragile in front of this god's giant axe.
Just one collision and it shattered into pieces.
The sword kept vibrating in Liu Ren's hand, his steps kept retreating, rubbing against the ground, his wrist was shattered, and blood kept dripping down his arm.
An energy shock quickly hit the god descendant.
Several junior priests from the Soul Religion are helping to support him.
They asked for the favor of the Lord of Souls, and then borrowed a trace of the Lord of Souls' power from somewhere, attached it to the energy of heaven and earth they could mobilize, and carried out attacks.
This is the most crude use of divine magic.
Poof!
The energy hit the god's body hard, but it couldn't penetrate the thick god's armor on his body.
The blessing given by his god father has always enveloped him. Before this blessing is broken, no man-made harm seems to be able to damage the body of this god descendant.
The giant ax was swung, and several low-level priests were directly chopped into pieces in the light of the axe.
The descendant of the god, who was like a huge upright black dog, let out a terrifying roar.
With powerful power, but no matching mind or priesthood, most of the gods... are also called gods, and are some terrifying monsters.
The divine descendant holding a giant ax in front of him, although he has a simple spiritual intelligence, is almost no exception.
"Kobold! Go to hell and repent!"
Zhui used the irreversible soul sacrifice in the soul sect to sacrifice his devout soul to the Lord of Souls and beg the Lord of Souls for a hint of divine will.
At this time, Monet, who was managing some affairs in the Giant Nest tribe, suddenly paused for a moment.
Then he continued to spread the teachings of the Soul Sect to the surrounding believers as usual.
"Sacrifice to the gods... This was originally just an experiment of mine. I don't need the souls of mortals. I am not one of those dirty devils. The souls of mortals. For me, apart from satisfying some voyeuristic desires, there is actually nothing." Meaning. But someone actually activated the magic of such sacrifice. What kind of power drives those selfish people to make such an absolute sacrifice?"
"I want to see it!"
Along with Monet's thoughts, a divine power containing a trace of his origin descended on Zhui.
strength! The substantial sense of power constantly satisfies the emptiness of chasing the body.
He picked up a huge stone, used it as a hammer, and threw it at the god.
Every time he waved, the ground would shake again and again.
boom!
Finally, the entire ground completely collapsed, and Chai, whose body was burning with white flames, was entangled with the kobold god descendant.
However, this cannot save the war situation.
Huge silver stone men and a large number of black bats descended from the sky.
A new god has appeared.
They are all monsters, comparable to demigods, and they are just priests of a soul sect and cannot be resisted.
But behind him, there were a group of children.
That is the child adopted by the Soul Sect and is the future of the sect.
Monet was slightly startled when he noticed Chai's gaze.
He can understand the protection of any life for future generations.
But it is not particularly understandable that unrelated individuals in the same group protect other young individuals.
In fact, among many beasts, even intelligent races.
Some powerful males, in order to gain more mating rights, will kill some of the female's unrelated descendants, thereby forcing the female to reproduce with him.
Monet moved his finger, and among the group of children, a little girl suddenly walked out.
The little girl's eyes glowed white, and when she moved her hands, a milky-white harp appeared in her hands.
The clear and melodious sound of the piano flowed from her fingertips.
Those stupid gods began to kill each other under the command of her music.
All the little girl's companions looked at her in surprise.
There is both yearning and admiration in his eyes, as well as rejection and fear.
Monet remembered these looks, and then did not take back the divine power he had left in the little girl's body. Instead, he allowed these divine powers to continue to transform their bodies.
Monet began to feel that the Soul Sect needed some truly strong men.
And you can't just rely on him forever.
"In addition to divine magic, the Soul Sect must have a set of real practices and training methods of its own. All power belongs to itself, not the kind that begs me."
"Only when people know how to take up arms can God listen to your requests and protect you." Conveniently, Monet added this to his Soul Sect doctrine.
