Super God Gene

“A foreign creature or a spirit?” Hanson looked at the blind angel nailed to the tree and dried the corpse, and some of his heart couldn't hold it.

Summoning Count Thorn, Hanson pointed at the angel's dry body and asked, "Thorn, do you know what that is? ”

Count Thorn weighed the dry body and shook his head slightly: “I don't know, it seems to be the body of some foreign creature. ”

“Are you sure it's a foreign organism?” Hanson asked again.

“It's a foreign organism.” Count Thorn answered very positively.

Hanson frowned and measured the angel's dry corpse. If it was a foreign creature, who would waste it, not eat their flesh and crucify them on such a thorny vine?

Count Thorn couldn't see much more, so Hanson retracted her into the sea of souls and summoned the Empress for a moment.

The Empress was obviously unhappy. She went out to help Hansen hunt. She had just returned to the shelter, and Hansen summoned her back. She was very upset when she regarded her cousin as a struggling empress.

But what did the Empress just want to say, her eyes caught on the dead bodies of the blind angels nailed to the vine, and she lost her voice: “Death offering, who set this up? ”

“What is Death Festival?” Hanson looked at the Empress for a moment and asked.

But the Empress was a heavy face, didn't answer Hanson, asked aloud again: "I ask you, who put this death sacrifice here? ”

“I don't know, just getting in here.” Hanson said briefly what happened when he came here.

After listening, the Empress looked at the angel dried corpses, and her face was uncertain. She quickly walked to the vicinity of the thorny vine, waving a purple fairy light and punching a hole in the dirt below.

When!

Underneath the soil comes the sound of metal interaction, and it seems that there is metal underneath the soil.

In a moment, the Empress wielded another purple immortal light, lifting off all the dirt on the ground. There was an area near the thorn vine, all of which was only half a foot thick, and below was a dark red soil layer.

Nor does it look like metal, as if it were loose soil, filled with dark red glue, which solidifies to form a dark red solid layer.

And on top of that dark red solid layer, there are many black gems, like an evil ghost eye, arranged in an orderly fashion over the solid layer.

“It's a death sacrifice.” The Empress looked a little ugly and said.

“What the hell is a Death Festival, you come to make it clear.” Hanson frowned.

The Empress glanced at Hansen: "Death is a festival for the dead, but it is a festival dedicated to the spirits. ”

“To worship the spirits?” Hanson looked at the Empress in the blink of an eye. If this were the case, how could Count Thorn not see it? She was also a spiritual spirit. Would she not know that this was a spiritual festival?

The Empress added: "Of course, ordinary aliens have soul stones, they do not die, nature does not need festivals, there is only one kind of alien who is capable of death offerings and needs death offerings, that is, the alien who fails in the promotion of the fourth refuge, their soul stones merge with the body, they are fatally traumatized, the whole corpse dies, and they need death offerings. ”

“Go on.” Hanson still didn't hear too well.

“Death offering is not so much a sacrifice as an exact ritual of resurrection in which the body merges with the stone of the soul. If his body is not completely destroyed, even if it is dead, it can be used to activate the stone of the soul that regroups his body, thus achieving the purpose of death and resurrection. ”

The Empress pointed to the blind angels and said: "These alien creatures exist as sacrifices, and their vitality is drained and incorporated into the body of the spirits, providing a source of life for the resurrection of the spirits. And the stronger the spirit of the resurrection, the stronger the vitality is needed, and the thirteen foreign creatures, if I'm not mistaken, should be superdivine creature wind angels. ”

Hansonton was shocked: "Thirteen superdivine creatures? So the spirit to be resurrected here is the emperor? ”

“I'm afraid it's more horrible than the emperor. It's a superdivine creature. None of them are worse than the emperor. Who would be so bored to trade 13 superdivine creatures for the life of an emperor? Just cultivating these thirteen superdivine creatures doesn't know how much effort it will take, it's not what the average emperor can do, I'm afraid it's a great emperor who will be resurrected here.” The Empress frowned.

“You mean cultivate?” Hanson noticed the words of the Empress of the Moment, who said to cultivate rather than hunt.

The Empress snorted softly: "Or do you think it's that easy to find thirteen superdivine creatures of the same species? These wind angels were planted by the ancient trees of angels, and they were able to plant alien creatures of this class, and one is thirteen. The means of that man are already in the sky, and I'm afraid he is a great emperor himself. ”

Hansen was surprised to hear that a great emperor was about to resurrect an emperor who had failed in his promotion to the fourth refuge.

“Can you still eat the flesh and blood of these wind angels?” Hanson looked at the flesh and blood of the wind angel and asked.

The Empress glanced at him: "They were crucified here, draining the power and vitality of their souls, moaning bitterly for thousands of years and dying. The flesh and blood have become ashes, and there is no more life and spiritual power. Can you eat it? ”

Hanson shrugged his shoulder, he just asked casually, even if he could eat, he wouldn't eat it himself, at best to ask his own rebel knight.

Hanson has been feeding Rebel Knight pets Dan and Pearl of Life for some time, and the Rebel Knight has been growing, but it is not known when it will be able to grow into a state of battle.

If these thirteen wind angels are useful, perhaps they can turn the rebel knight directly into a state of battle.

“Has this great emperor been resurrected?” Hanson asked again.

The Empress shook her head and looked at the depths of the thorny jungle: “I don't know, this is just a place for the sacrifice of death. The real place for the sacrifice of death, that is, the place where the phantom corpse is, should be inside. ”

Hanson looked at the direction the Empress was pointing at, and there was the direction where the Night Fork went, and he frowned: “The Night Fork went there, too. What did he do at the Death Festival? ”

“You said the guy who came out of the bronze ring went to Death Festival?” When the Empress heard Hanson mutter to herself, her face changed.

“There's no mistake going over there.” Hanson nodded.

“Come on, let's go too.” The Empress said and went inside, looking a little rushed.

“What good have we done in the past?” Hanson did not move and ordered the Empress to stop. It was strange here. The Empress did not make it clear how he could take the baby with him.