Color Resistance

In this world, any intelligent creature has a soul.

When an intelligent creature dies, its soul will leave the body and enter a certain mysterious and unknown world, which can be called the underworld.

The River Styx, which flows through all lower planes such as the abyss and hell, originated from this world.

In this world, all souls will be sorted into different categories, and their destinations will be judged by the Lord of Death, Kelenvor.

Of course, the Lord of Death, who is a powerful divine power, doesn't need to touch every soul, he just uses divine power to create many mirrored trial spaces to automatically handle related matters.

After the death of the favored person, the "little black room" where the soul enters is just one of the countless mirror spaces.

Those favored by the gods are naturally favored by the gods, and they can be resurrected through the special resurrection pools of many temples.

But after the death of ordinary aborigines, the soul will enter this judgment space, and the destination will be determined according to the level of belief.

The level of belief is divided into: non-believers, pan-believers, pious believers and fanatics from low to high.

It is very simple to understand that the unbelievers have no faith.

Fan believers can be regarded as the kind who believe casually, hold their feet temporarily, and can't remember anything.

A devout believer is a pious believer who prays to the god every day and takes the initiative to preach to others, hoping that everyone around him will believe in this god.

Fanatics dedicate everything to the gods, including their own lives.

Among them, the souls of unbelievers will be used to "paste the wall".

That is to be nailed to the wall of the unbelievers, to suffer endless pain, and never to be freed!

In addition to being picked away, most of the popular believers will fall into the river of Styx.

In the end, all memories were erased and reincarnated into evil creatures such as demons and devils.

Devout believers will be brought into the Kingdom of God by the envoys, become petitioners of the Kingdom of God, and gradually be assimilated by the Kingdom of God and lose everything.

It is almost a wall, making the Kingdom of God stronger.

As for a fanatic, when he dies, his soul will directly enter the Kingdom of God, and his divine power will be consumed by the gods to promote him into a legendary existence.

This is the most precious wealth of the gods.

To measure the background of a god, it is the number of fanatic believers!

The different whereabouts of many souls can be regarded as an important means used by the gods to plunder the belief, and the standard sweet dates are added to the stick!

If you manipulate corpses, or occasionally get some souls, the Lord of Death will naturally not bother to care about you.

In the eyes of the Lord of Death, those necromancers were just little mice stealing food, and at most they sent the priests of the Temple of Death to investigate and deal with them.

But if you devour souls on a large scale, you will definitely attract the other party's attention!

What is the opponent's bottom line? This is what Su Yun wants to know the most.

"We need to find someone to experiment..." Su Yun watched the countless origins slowly dissipate, and a thought flashed in his mind.

After obtaining the godhead, he is already qualified to involve in the realm of the gods, and can directly plunder these dissipated soul sources.

His demand is very high, the more the better, even if there are more than 100,000 souls in Ryan City, they can't satisfy his appetite.

This is standard killing the chicken and taking the eggs, even the devil would not do it.

For the gods, they can also transform the soul source into divine power. Before that, they will accept the power of faith from believers day after day.

Only after death will the source of the soul be completely devoured.

But Su Yun didn't have the time, he could only accumulate quickly through this method of killing chickens and taking eggs...

With the palm of his hand wrapped in divine power, he casually grabbed a mass of soul origin.

The gray-white soul origin feels like a soft and transparent cotton candy, which makes him always have the urge to take a bite.

"I seem to be affected by the consciousness of the abyss, and I have also become obsessed with the deliciousness of the soul. I must find a way to deal with it."

Su Yun frowned, looked at the soul source that had been bitten unconsciously in his hand, and fell into deep thought.

With the help of the demon clone, he was able to be promoted to legend in just three or four months, and he didn't attract much attention.

But after the demon avatar was promoted to legend, it has had a greater and greater impact on the main body.

This is like a poppy flower, which looks beautiful and alluring, but contains many deadly traps.

Haw!

He casually threw this ball of marshmallow into his mouth: "It tastes good, sweet and sour, with the scent of jasmine..."

If you use the eyes of psychic power and have the ability to see the soul, you will be able to see a rather strange scene behind him——

Countless souls drifted away, like fireflies floating into nothingness.

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Mocha Lizardman Tribe.

This is a tribe with a history of more than 300 years, with a very complete tribal camp.

They built a rock wall rarely seen in the Death Swamp, with a height of more than five meters, and each lizardman stood on it with a bow and arrow.

Surrounding the city wall is a circle of swamp silt, and there is also a moat.

There is only one drawbridge leading to the gate, so as to prevent those large-scale attacks.

As a humanoid tribe, lizardmen will also grow some simple crops, and the construction of camp houses is basically similar to that of humans.

The most frightening thing is that this is a race where all people are soldiers, and the proportion of fighters can exceed 50% of the horror.

After hundreds of years of development, their population has become larger and larger, and they had to launch a series of wars to plunder their living space.

Even in the ancient human world in the real world, those white people who call themselves a civilized world transported boatloads of black people to those big manors.

Ship after ship of blacks died during the transportation, and most of them died of exhaustion or illness after being sent to the manor, so that those "civilized people" accumulated a bloody capital!

Not to mention a racial war, a war that completely determines the fate of a family, it will naturally be more cruel.

The losers will be slaughtered, bloody carnage, and they will kill all enemies, including young females.

Originally they waged a war with the snake people, and only one-third of the tribe remained, but now the soldiers who participated in the war have fled back in haste.

While running, they yelled "demons" and "that's a group of demons" in dragon language, and their bodies were completely controlled by panic.

These fighters all have a strong body of more than 2.2 meters, but now they are like a group of weak and frightened lambs, full of fear.

Boom boom boom!

After a while, the lizard people left behind in the tribe finally saw that the object of fear of these deserters was——

A group of humans!

The height of this group of humans is only about 1.8 meters, which is much lower than that of the lizardmen, but the deserters were frightened and said in panic: "This is a group of demons, don't make enemies with them!"

The three-meter-tall lizard man stood up, holding a heavy black iron rod in his hand, standing in front of the only suspension bridge, and suddenly let out a roar:

"Humans, this is the territory of our Moka tribe, go back to me. Otherwise, I will kill you all!"

Being able to scare the brave and fearless lizardman soldiers like that, no lizardman would doubt the opponent's strength.

In response, a figure also walked out of this group of humans, and said coldly: "Surrender, or die!"

Whoosh!

At the same time as he opened his mouth, thousands of lizardmen on the city wall pulled their bows and arrows one after another, rushing towards them like locusts.

A shocking scene happened.

Even though they were attacked by thousands of arrows, this group of humans did not retreat at all, but charged against the arrows.

"Charge! Charge!"

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Under the attack of the rain of arrows, these people were all covered with an invisible defense, allowing them to pass through the rain of arrows unscathed, and charged towards the camp of the lizardmen with the rain of arrows on their backs.

"Demon, this is a group of monsters!"

The morale of the lizard people collapsed in an instant, and they were shocked by this completely incomprehensible situation, and all of them stared blankly.

hum!

Strange spells fluctuated and circulated, and the speed of these human soldiers suddenly doubled, and they rushed into the city gate so quickly that they had no time to react.

——Group Acceleration Technique!

A cruel killing was staged again. Facing these human soldiers, the lizardmen were completely powerless to resist and were slaughtered wantonly by the opponents.

In just ten minutes, the powerful lizardmen fell to the ground one after another, and most of the remaining lizardmen were injured, looking at each other in horror.

Simon said coldly again: "Surrender, or die!"

"You demons!"

An old lizard man pointed and reprimanded them tremblingly, and rushed forward to attack.

It's a pity that the opponent kicked it aside casually, and its strength was so strong that it surpassed the elite lizardmen fighters, it was simply not something it could resist.

Simon completely ignored the panic and anger in their eyes, and casually put a long sword on a lizard man's neck:

"I don't need to kill you, but you must become servants of my lord and offer your loyalty!"