"You bastard!"

The grumpy Tove stepped forward without hesitation and kicked Pound hard. Thunder's body.

"Tov!"

Mod scolded, and then, apologetically, to Droz. Thunder salute.

At the end of the day, Pound. The Thunder are all Derot. Thunder's uncle and grandfather.

Even if a great mistake is made, it should not be so rude, and although it is a capital crime, it should also be handed over to the nobles - this is the conclusion that Mod came to after knowing the nobles.

And the result of such processing, most of the time, is not so happy.

The catty nature is self-evident.

"Thankfully, we're following the Sage! Otherwise, there will be big trouble with this kick! ”

Mod sighed inwardly.

Darrow. Thunder looked at Pound, who was kicked to the ground. Thunder, the latter was gagged, but he also let out a whimper, and those eyes looked at Tov like fire.

As for what that whimpering word means?

Darrow. Thunder knows what it is without asking.

So, Droz. Thunder simply ignored it.

Because, in the eyes of young people, Pound. What Thunder has done is not a pity to die.

"Sage, go this way!"

The young man didn't say much, and after gesturing to Dean, he strode forward, through the inner city gate, and into the downward corridor.

The crowd followed all the way down.

The smell of blood began to thicken.

Rich to the point of flushing the nose!

Wisps of reddish mist were clearly visible on the walls on both sides of the torches, and as people walked, the wisps of mist either rolled to the sides or stuck to their clothes, revealing a bloody color.

And in the ears of the people. A wail began to appear.

Even, in the place where the firelight could not shine, translucent figures loomed, with hideous faces, and those with teeth and claws were about to rush over.

Ghost!

Mode, Edge, and the others drew their swords almost instinctively.

However, a touch of moonlight. But it appeared at a much faster pace.

Dean stepped forward slowly, the light of the moon shining through the corridor.

Suddenly, the spirits gathered towards Dean as if they were attracted by a magnet.

"Your Majesty?!"

Mode, Aegie and the others exclaimed at a loss.

"The moon, in many myths, is the home of the dead!"

Gray looked at Dean as he was shrouded in moonlight.

For the 'secret realm of the gods', Gray naturally understands, and it is precisely because of this understanding that he has yearning and respect.

Gray, though, is a smart guy.

So. He knew exactly what he was supposed to do: prolong his lifespan and then move on to the 'Secret Realm of the Gods'.

At this point, Gray was confident that Dean would be able to help him.

Therefore, he is willing to serve Dean.

Of course, because of the previous contract.

Although Gray was a little reluctant at first, forced by the situation, but at this time, he was glad that he had signed this contract - because. Gray knew it wasn't for this contract. Dean was absolutely impossible to believe him.

And he naturally didn't have the opportunity now.

So at this time, Gray was in a pretty good mood.

"Also, if you're going to face the spirits in the future, remember to grab a torch, the flames will be more effective than a metal sword!"

In such a nice mood, Gray didn't mind pointing out the questions of the people around him about common sense.

And in Gray's words. The ghosts shrouded in the moonlight in front of them knelt on the ground one after another.

Under the bright moonlight, the hideous faces returned to their original appearance, and the posture of opening teeth and claws became normal, as if they had absorbed the lead in an instant, and these ghosts once again regained their original appearance when they were alive.

And then. They turned into bits of light and dissipated into the air.

"They're gone?"

Mod asked.

"No, it's just another beginning - the anger and resentment in their hearts prevented them from entering the land of the dead, but with the relief of the 'moon', they gave up the anger and resentment in their hearts and started a new reincarnation!"

Dean shook his head in explanation.

Then, walk straight ahead.

As Dean advanced, the moonlight ignored the stone's obstruction, covering the entire castle inside and outside and underground, and countless ghosts gathered around Dean like a flock of birds returning to the forest, and after being washed away by the 'moon' of anger and resentment, they turned into another form and entered the land of the dead.

Mod, Agi and the others looked solemnly at everything in front of them.

It is a sacred ritual.

And in the Holy Helmet City, those who saw all this and felt the familiar moonlight, those civilians and soldiers who returned from Thunder City once again knelt on the ground and prayed.

"I will recognize you from the bottom of my heart, acknowledge you...... Where the moonlight is, when it is where you are, where the moonlight shines, it is where you shine, where you shine, when there will be peace, tranquility, when it will shelter those who believe in you, your things! ”

The sound of prayer made the silence of the night hum, and the 'moon' overhead became brighter and brighter under this humming.

Eventually, it turned into a beam of moonlight and shone straight through the entire Holy Helmet City.

Ghosts that are not at peace after death emerge in the moonlight, rise into the air, and enter the land of the dead.

Seeing the familiar ghostly face, the people in the Holy Helmet City were surprised and stunned, and then sobbed slightly.

Then, as those who had returned from Thunder City, he knelt on the ground and prayed in a loud voice.

"I will recognize you from the bottom of my heart, acknowledge you...... Where the moonlight is, when it is where you are, where the moonlight shines, it is where you shine, where you shine, when there will be peace, tranquility, when it will shelter those who believe in you, your things! ”

The sound went from being cluttered at first, to being consistent.

Then, more buzzing began to appear.

The moon overhead, in this humming, shines brightly.

In the next moment, people find that their bodies become healthier and healthier. For those who are injured, the injuries are quickly recovered.

"Miracles!"

"It's a miracle!"

……

A slight shout was heard, but the next moment it stopped in amazement.

Because, they found that the people around them were praying devoutly.

Such piety put them to shame.

So. The next moment, the prayer was recited with even more reverence, but enough to be called doctrinal.

……

When the spirits entered the Land of the Dead, Dean was able to feel the same pure power of faith enter his body.

"The soul also produces the power of faith?"

Dean was stunned.

Originally, Dean never thought about this problem.

After all, the subconscious Dean only thinks that 'people' are capable of generating the power of faith.

"Of course!"

An affirmative answer rang out of my head.

Once again, the one-eyed creature has appeared.

Dean didn't pay much attention to this, but urged his 'moon' to resonate with the moon in the sky, enveloping the entire castle, and then the entire Holy Helm City.

And the period. It consumes a lot of faith power.

The power of faith that was previously generated by the soul is consumed.

"What are you doing? Are you crazy? You don't have more to gain than you gain! ”

The one-eyed creature hurried to stop Dean's actions.

But its stop is also the shouting of the moment, and for Dean, such obstruction is non-existent.

What's more, there is a substantial obstruction, how can Dean, who has already made a decision, follow the other party's advice.

"You consume so much faith power. You don't have to try, you ......."

The one-eyed creature spoke again and again.

But. Soon, the other party shut up!

Because, the rich power of faith entered the underground and directly integrated into Dean's body, making the moonlight around Dean brighter and brighter.

The advancement of 'Moon' was completed by four-tenths in an instant. Got to the point of 5 out of 10.

Feeling such a change, Dean couldn't help but turn up the corners of his mouth slightly.

"You are not human, you have never known the fear of 'death' and the power of faith that arises from it!"

Dean said lightly to the one-eyed creature in his mind.

He walked back down the hallway.

This time there is no need for Droz. Thunder led the way, under the power of the moon. The spirits had told Dean everything they knew before they entered the Land of the Dead.

In the form of a soul telling.

A process very quickly.

In the blink of an eye, Dean got a lot of what he wanted to know and ...... Don't want to know.

Under the power of the 'moon', the way of telling seems to be very crude and simple, and it is completely to dissect the life of the soul to Dean.

Whether the other party wants it or not.

Dean shrugged his shoulders.

Because, he saw a lot of things he didn't want to see.

After all, in a person's life, no one can be sure that they will not make mistakes or that the jade (not a typo) of the moment will rise.

And Droz. Thunder, Mode, Aegie and the others followed behind Dean, watching Dean walk in front of him familiarly, opening one mechanism after another.

The latter grew in reverence, believing that the Dean he was following could do anything.

And the former is a surprise, an incomparable surprise.

Because, the scene in front of me seems to be somewhat familiar!

"No way, I haven't experienced anything like this, I ......"

Darrow. Thunder comforted himself, but his body suddenly stiffened.

He hadn't experienced anything like it, but he remembered something similar.

The memories from his ancestors.

When Droz. When Thunder realized this, he carefully recalled, and suddenly found that the memory in his mind was seven or eight points similar to the current scene.

There's Dean, there's his ancestors.

But there was no one else, and it wasn't under the castle, it was in a dark underground cavern.

"What's going on?"

Darrow. Thunder is unknown.

Dean, on the other hand, turned the iron frame with the torch in it—

Click!

With a crisp sound, a room with a strong smell of blood appeared in front of everyone.

PS Second Update~

This decadent today went to eat boiled mutton...... Said that he came back late......

I'm sorry everyone!

Thanks to the prodigal son wandering in the four seas, turtle0920200 starting point coin for the reward, wind and dust Wujie, Deng Mao, ask the question for the reward of the 10 starting coins~~~ Decadent bow again and thank you for your support~~~ (To be continued......)