Chapter 274, Soul Seed
A piece of blue crystal like a gem was dug out from the wriggling flesh and blood by Gray Stone.
It is a very beautiful thing.
Fine lines, clear shapes, and a grasping posture, but at the same time it is so clear, transparent, and beautiful.
Such a strange description is a bit strange, but it is particularly appropriate.
This is a piece of hand bone, a piece of hand bone with a faint blue color, which is what Gray Stone dug out from the flesh and blood.
Just holding it can feel the power from this blue hand bone, a very special power, a power that the rats have never touched, the power of the soul.
If the blood mushroom is born into the world by absorbing the essence of life.
Then this blue hand bone is more extreme.
The soul really exists in this world, and the power of the god of death is the best proof, but there are too few media that can contact the soul.
The soul of ordinary mortals is too fragile.
There is no so-called reincarnation. Soon after death, the soul will leave the body and naturally dissipate in the world.
This is a common situation.
Only the gods of the path of death will build the cycle of life and death in each world. All the gods who hold high the kingdom of God will also take in the souls of their believers. The others will return to the world again and dissipate in the world.
But everything has accidents.
In that grand sacrifice, due to the overflow of the blood pool, all the sacrifices were thrown into the deep abyss like garbage after a short pass through the blood pool. These are millions of corpses.
This is a round of sacrifices that even Xiaochun can't eat.
Xiaochun chose to keep these corpses fresh. This piece of meat field was attached with the characteristics of being alive, which brought a problem, a problem that cannot be avoided.
These guys were saved, and their souls were restrained in this weird rotten meat again.
As a demigod, a demigod on the side of life, Xiaochun is not qualified to play with souls, but it does not affect him to create an eternal prison in such a grotesque way.
This is undoubtedly an extremely evil act.
But Xiaochun just forgot to come back to eat these whizzing food.
Countless souls are surging in this meat field. There is a bad news. Souls carry memories because they are still living creatures in some cases.
If they really die and dissipate happily between heaven and earth, it is not too torturous.
But they are still alive.
Countless souls share a piece of meat that does not even have a brain. Yes, this is the power of life. For pure life, living is an instinct. Wisdom and soul are not necessary.
Can you accept living in a twisted and crowded piece of flesh and blood, listening to the painful wailing, silent mumbling, and endless messy emotions all the time?
Everyone lives in a piece of flesh, and everyone exists in the state of soul. You can't resist the emotions, thoughts, and endless wailing of other souls.
Most souls went crazy in a very short time, and a small part became powerful lunatics. In the process of devouring each other, more than once a soul integrated everything in this rotten meat, but after eating everything.
They can't even face themselves.
This piece of flesh and blood will not respond to them. It is just a pile of rotten meat, a piece of rotten meat that survives by the power of life.
Collapse, break again, endless torture, until finally entering complete numbness, instinctively flowing in the veins of this piece of rotten meat, breaking its body bit by bit in despair.
This is a wonderful process, but at this point, the rats still cannot really use the power of the soul. This is just a prison of despair that will never end.
Until Xiaochun swallowed the power of the craftsman's furnace, everything changed.
The faint blue light lit up in the bones piled in the flesh and blood.
The broken soul light spots began to be taken by these bones little by little, and gradually were dyed on these faint blue bones little by little.
This process was covered by the dark abyss, and no rats noticed it until today, when it was excavated by gray stone.
These gem-like bones certainly contain power.
Even the level of that power is quite high, and so is the purity.
Perhaps it can be used as a mineral.
A soul mineral, even sustainable.
Recently, countless starving rat pilgrims were thrown into the abyss. Their fate was no different from those killed and piled up by the rats. Even eternal torture also accompanied them.
When their bodies were swallowed by this wriggling field of flesh.
There are some differences. These guys are particularly crazy. They can be regarded as inferior products. Even if their souls collapse and begin to dissipate themselves, they can still maintain the idea with the deepest obsession.
"I am the most pious, I am the most pious!"
In the complex veins, a light spot was running madly, a rat pilgrim who had just been swallowed.
He hit a dark blue bone head-on, and part of his soul collapsed and was gathered by the bone, but he did not stop running. He shouted madly and ran frantically in these veins.
The soul fragments of this rat pilgrim were somewhat different from the output of ordinary souls. They were a little green, dirty green, and the dark blue bones infected by them were also stained with a little green, although this little green was quickly suppressed.
But the crazy idea contained in it is not so easy to dissipate.
This is a very strange thing, although I don’t know how the rat people will use it.
Another skinny corpse like a skeleton was thrown into the abyss and fell heavily on the surging flesh and blood.
It startled Huishi who was staring at the thing in his hand.
He tightly grasped the dark blue hand bone in his hand, and he felt the power from this hand bone.
There is no doubt that this is a key.
Today, the treasure in the abyss has finally been discovered.
As a discoverer, Huishi is one step closer to his goal, but what he faces is more than before. The rats are a group of extremely utilitarian and pragmatist hateful guys.
They treat those things that can bring benefits to themselves, and the simplest way to deal with them has always been only one.
Kill you, and then hold the thing in your hand in your own hand.
Negotiation and compromise are things that will be proposed only when you and them have an equal status.
But this stupid guy is obviously not a guy who thinks so much.
He tightly grasped the thing in his hand, treating it as a treasure.
But what he didn't realize was that a guy also looked at him, at the dark blue hand bone that he held tightly in his hand, and at the same time, he looked at it as a treasure.
This dark abyss has an owner.
That guy is getting more and more crazy and crazy.
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Sheng Qi has been in a bad mood recently, very bad. Even if he got the sea chart of this area, his progress was not smooth.
Or, he didn't have time to move forward at all.
He became a real rat.
Shortly after the end of the naval battle, more human sailing warships appeared on the ocean.
It was definitely impossible to fight, and Sheng Qi had to start a strategic shift, or it was completely appropriate to say that he was running away.
Facing the sailing warships that looked like a wolf pack, Sheng Qi abandoned his bathtub warship and dug a tunnel in the mountains and forests of this island, like a group of real rats.
There is no unwise choice to fight head-on, because it is impossible to fight.
However, this group of humans were much more interested in the bathtub warships abandoned by Sheng Qi than chasing Sheng Qi himself, because they were surprised to find that these warships were made of all metal.
And the metal used to cast these warships was not inferior, but of good strength, and was high-quality steel.
Those big claw priests did not cut corners on the materials, which was the key to why Sheng Qi could rely on these simple bathtubs without layered structures to navigate the sea route.
The materials used were indeed good and hard enough.
After realizing this, these humans simply had their eyes shining. They did not particularly understand the extravagant behavior of the rats, and the bathtub warships were as simple as a toy.
But they were also amazed at the wealth of the rats. If they were so wealthy, they would not have to work as part-time pirates.
With their eyes shining, they immediately began to try to drag these rat warships that were forced to run aground by Sheng Qi.
This was a big project, and there were always humans on the beach, and from time to time some lighting spells were shot into the sky, and the flickering light stimulated Sheng Qi's sensitive nerves.
This group of humans is too rude and too deceiving.
Secretly appearing at a hole dug out on the cliff, Sheng Qi was furious.
This was furious, but facing the huge fleet of warships, Sheng Qi still made the most correct choice from his heart. Hard steel was an unwise choice.
Now, all hope can only be placed on those guys who were sent back for help.
The leader was the big claw priest. Although he was reluctant, Sheng Qi had to admit that among the ratmen he brought, only that guy could understand the sea chart, and only that guy could possibly drive the ship back.
Of course, he was not at ease with the big claw priest. As an insurance, he sent his own guards, the ratmen plundering knights, as supervision.
To ensure that someone would really come to rescue him.
Does Sheng Qi really believe in his own guards? Not necessarily. He also knows the morality of those guys.
But what can he do if he doesn't believe it?
Looking around, Sheng Qi suddenly realized that there seemed to be no reliable guy under his command.
Standing at the entrance of the cave, the wet and salty sea breeze blew towards him. At this moment, Sheng Qi suddenly felt a little melancholy.
Melancholy guy.