Chapter 891: Land of Ancestral Spirits I

Two out of ten!

Three out of ten!

Four out of ten!

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In Dean's perception, the power of faith transformed by the power of rules is not only pure, but also majestic, completing half of his 'moon' foundation in one fell swoop.

"The previous monsters, together with a lot of power of faith, only completed one-tenth of the foundation of 'Moon', but a dragon-shaped monster made the foundation of 'Moon' reach five-tenths. —Is it because of the dragon?"

[Dean guesses naturally.

After all, the gap between the front and back is only that giant dragon.

However, it was a pity that Dean glanced at the teleportation array not far away.

When the dragon-shaped monster appeared and those wizards and shamans performed blood sacrifices, the teleportation array was destroyed to a certain extent, and then when he smashed the dragon-shaped monster on the ground, the teleportation array was completely destroyed.

Otherwise, there may be more special monsters appearing.

"Hmph, what are you regretting? Do you think that there will be transformed dragons in the monsters that will appear later?"

The one-eyed creature hummed slightly dissatisfied.

"No, I don't think so, I just want to complete my 'moon' as soon as possible, make my 'domain' more balanced, and then hit a higher level!"

Dean said with certainty.

This is what Dean said from the bottom of his heart.

In fact, as a legendary creature, Dean would not think that dragons can be seen everywhere.

What's more, the one-eyed creature said before that the dragon became a little special because of the existence of someone.

This particularity will inevitably greatly reduce the probability of him encountering a dragon-shaped monster.

Maybe even. The previous dragon-shaped monster was the only one.

But that doesn't hurt. Dean's plan for himself.

Slaughter monsters.

It seems to be faster than simply gaining the power of faith.

Of course, the slaughter of monsters must be accompanied by the power of faith of those who are saved.

Maybe……

Dean subconsciously looked in the direction of Thunder City.

Stare for a moment.

However, in the end, he gave up his plan to go immediately—this was a trap set by Mobius for the three false gods, and the core of the trap should be Thunder City.

Although it was just a guess, Dean had a certainty.

Therefore, he does not want to go to Thunder City for the time being.

Confront three false gods. Dean wasn't even remotely sure.

It's the same even if there are monsters who are disgusted by the power of rules.

Dean will never forget life and death because of 'greed'!

As for when to go?

Dean silently calculated the best time: when Mobius was about to close the net.

Undoubtedly, this is the practice of picking chestnuts out of the fire.

But Dean thought it was a risk worth taking.

Successfully, he will bring his opponent to the brink of defeat, gain another chance to breathe, and even turn the situation around.

If it fails, it can only rely on the one-eyed creature to escape.

It was because of the latter that Dean made his final decision.

Of course, some minor details still need careful thinking.

Fortunately, he has the time!

Dean exhaled slightly, turned around and looked at City of Helm.

There was cheering.

Accompanied by cheers. The power of faith has continuously entered Dean's body, although it is far from the majesty of the transformation of the power of rules. But it is better than a long stream of water.

As long as these people do not die, the power of faith will continue to be produced.

Of course, Dean also needs to 'deepen his impression' all the time.

Humans are forgetful creatures.

They remember the present well, and then, they will forget at a speed that you are caught off guard.

Dean was well aware of this.

However, it is not needed for now.

Thinking of some follow-up methods in his mind, Dean stepped forward——

hum!

A slight vibration with a special energy breath appeared.

"Is this the ancestor spirit?"

Dean muttered to himself, then quickened his pace.

...

Time moves forward half an hour.

Dro Leiting followed behind his uncle and walked towards the Land of Ancestral Spirits.

The land of the ancestors, the cemetery of the Thunder family.

From the first generation of ancestors to the twenty-second generation of Dro Lei Ting's grandparents were buried there.

The cemetery is located in the deepest part of Holy Helm City, and is guarded by a team of elite guards, and the next strongest member of this generation of Thunder family: Alan Elegy personally guards.

Dro Leiting passed through the corridors and barracks one after another. When the road in front of him changed from wide to narrow, a solemn expression appeared on the young man's face.

This is not the first time Dro Thunder has come to the Land of Ancestral Spirits.

In fact, every special time of year, his father would bring him here.

Therefore, young people understand some rules.

At least, he knew the need to keep quiet here.

Otherwise, it is disrespect to the ancestors.

And this is naturally a top priority for young people who attach great importance to the honor of their ancestors.

The change in the bottom of the heart makes the expression of the young people change first, and then they take the initiative to take care of their clothes - although they can't change into more solemn clothes, they can beat the dust on them, making the clothes and shoes cleaner .

After finishing his hair carefully, the young man looked at his uncle.

This elder was also doing this before, even more elaborately than the young man.

"Let's go!"

Looking into the eyes of the young man, Allen Dirge nodded.

Then, the two of them walked up the gravel path one after the other. There were green moss in the gaps between the gravel, and there were cliffs on both sides of the road. There are traces of excavation at the beginning.

In fact, in order to make the Land of the Ancestral Spirits safe enough, the Lei Ting family used nearly a thousand people and spent nearly three years. To complete everything in front of you.

Step, step!

The boots of the two men made a clear sound of footsteps on the gravel.

Some shadows cast a series of gazes. Then. Take it back again.

Dro Thunder could clearly feel the pressure in these gazes.

After all, those guarding here are all the elites of the Lei Ting family, each one of them is a real powerhouse.

There are no persons with a foreign surname, and the oldest one can be traced back to his grandfather's generation.

Some of these guards willingly gave up everything and came here.

Others are due to mistakes.

However, no matter which one they are, they are loyal and reliable enough.

Because they all have the same surname: Thunder.

The winding gravel path came to an end in two minutes——

Both are twenty feet high. The door made entirely of bronze stands against the mountain wall.

A white-haired old man stood in front of the door with a cane.

Seeing the approaching Dro Leiting and Allen Elegy, they didn't have any special expressions, as if they didn't see them.

However, Dro Thunder and Allen's Elegy saluted respectfully.

This is the elder with the highest seniority and the strongest strength in the Land of Ancestral Spirits.

"go in!"

There was no surprise in the old voice, as if he hadn't noticed the crisis of the entire Lei Ting tribe at all.

However, Dro Leiting and Alan Elegy both knew that the old man in front of him was the one he knew best.

As for why there is such a look?

It is nothing more than having absolute confidence in the power of the ancestors.

Dro Leiting and Alan Elegy saluted the old man again, and then, led by Alan Elegy, walked towards the two gates.

As the sub-powerhouse of this generation of Thunder family, the key to the door is kept by Alan Elegy.

Click it!

The turn of the key. There was a crisp sound from inside the door.

Squeak!

Then when Allen Elegy pushed the door, there was a slightly harsh sound at the door hinge.

Even with careful care every year. However, the gate of the Land of Ancestral Spirits, which is only opened once a year, will inevitably rust, but this does not affect the final opening.

The bronze door was pushed open.

Light entered through the door, and immediately, the whole world behind the door was filled with light.

Two columns of statues confront each other like guards, extending to the depths of the lobby, where there is a single statue in the middle.

The founder of the Thunder family.

The statues on both sides are the successive patriarchs of the Thunder family.

Behind these ten-foot-high statues, there are sarcophagi one after another, where are the coffins of the same generation of Lei Ting family patriarchs.

Dro Leiting walked into the lobby and looked at the statue on the right.

That statue is his father!

The 23rd generation patriarch of the Thunder family.

The young man saw the coffin behind his father's statue, not many, but definitely not many.

Looking at the statue of his father, Dro Leiting stood like a javelin, and then bowed ninety degrees in salute.

Not only the statue of his father and the coffin behind him, but also the young man in front of every statue.

After all, those are the elders who sacrificed their lives for the entire Thunder family.

one by one.

From the 23rd generation of his father, to the 22nd generation of his grandfather, and then the 21st generation of Thunder family patriarch...

Each one is meticulous.

This is what the young man must do as the heir to the Thunder family.

In front of the statue of the first-generation Leiting family patriarch and the founder of the Leiting family, Dro Leiting took a deep breath, and then straightly knelt down on the ground.

"Ancestor, your majesty makes me reverence, your honor shines on the whole family..."

Dro Leiting prayed in a low voice.

And following such prayers, from the statue of the first patriarch and founder of the Lei Ting family to the statue of Dro Lei Ting's grandfather, traces of blue and white light appeared from above.

This trace of blue-white light became rich and thorough.

The breath of power is becoming more and more majestic.

The young man felt these powers in reverence—these were the powers of the souls of the ancestors, and in the next moment, these powers would be blessed to him.

Help him through the crisis.

This is the power to protect the Thunder family.

It is also the gift of each generation of ancestors.

For this, the young man was inexplicably grateful.

Then……

A sharp pain suddenly came from the vest, which made the young man subconsciously turn his head.

His uncle was standing there with a dagger in his hand.

The bright red blood dripped slowly from the dagger.

The first update of ps~(to be continued...)

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