We have already said that the principle of the magic of divine descending is the extension and arrival of the power of the gods, will and even (partial or all) souls, and the action of the mortal body as a medium, thus completing its interference and influence on the material world. However, in contrast, when the gods partially escape the protection of the kingdom of God and possess them in the mortals, they must also bear corresponding risks.

In comparison, the first type of God who only lets power descend is probably the safest, low-cost, pollution-free, as the medium of arrival, the Gods who cast their lives on the altar are indeed very likely to place their lives on the altar, but the gods themselves have almost no price to pay; however, the so-called "complete body" Gods who separate their will and possess them on believers need to take great risks. If the Gods descendants are hurt, they will also act on the will and spirit of the gods, and will directly harm the Gods' body. If the Gods descendants are attacked by some special weapons and die on the spot, the gods themselves will also feel the impact of death. If the Gods structure is a little fragile and the spirit is a little more delicate, it is possible to fall on the spot. In the most rude mythical era of the gods, there are actually not a few gods who kill themselves like this.

After all, the spirit exists with matter. When matter is no longer stable, the spirit will inevitably be affected or even disappear, and even the gods must rely on this basic rule. From this perspective, this world is actually very materialistic.

Now, the bloodthirsty king Pakens is facing such a very cruel situation.

This time, he passed away to his soul and descended on Bagasa. The other party was a shaman, his priest, and his own blood descendant of the gods (although I don’t know how many generations have passed), and there is no more perfect god descendant in the world. The possession of the soul clone can not only allow the god descendants to transcend the rules limit in a short time, and use the power of the superior rules belonging to the gods, but also give his knowledge and experience to the other party.

So, when Bagasa's body was completely cut open by the sharp blade of the "Pale Fire Hell", the power of the Abyss Demon Sword burned her soul in an instant. At the same time, it directly launched the heaviest blow to the fragments of the bloodthirsty king's soul on her body, even if it was to let her soul bear the severe pain of being burned and swallowed by the demon sword and returning to nothingness, the orc shaman must use herself as a sacrifice to complete the calculation of the bloodthirsty king, and I don't know what kind of hatred or resentment it is!

Of course, Pakens would not die so easily. After all, this guy is also an old ancient god, with part-time jobs in the two major fields of tribe guardian god and rule god. He did spend a lot of time and energy on the management of the Kingdom of God, and his stability is at least much more stable than Kazan's third-rate god Long Aotian. You can tell this point by looking at the vast bloody plain in front of you. If you have a little bit of spiritual awareness, you can't tell the difference between the Kingdom of God and the real world.

You should know that the more realistic, three-dimensional, and richer the Kingdom of God, it means that the more stable the gods control their own power and domain.

However, even so, the Bloodthirsty King still felt the severe pain of burning part of his soul. The power of the Abyss Demon Sword would not care whether his Bloodthirsty King was a friendly (theoretical) army. The treacherous magic power that could instantly burn the souls of dragons and angels into nothingness and directly hurt the gods' body. Before completely destroying the body of the orc female shaman, it had already been directly transmitted to the soul's realm of Pakens's soul.

At that moment, the God of War saw a vast white light descending into his spiritual realm, and in an instant he dominated all his senses. Looking around, he only saw the pale flames burning continuously, and then turned into endless ashes, falling in all directions like goose feathers snow. Soon, the field of the divine kingdom in front of him, filled with grey embers. In that pale loneliness, there was no killing, no dispute, no bloodthirst, no death, etc. that made Pakens happy, nothing, nothing, and so clean. It was so clean that the old gods such as Pakens felt a cold as if they fell into an ice cave, so clean that the whole world had fallen into a piece of chaos.

The bloodthirsty king inevitably suffered heavy damage. His body trembled violently. If the centaur body that was dozens of meters tall was still a towering mountain, it would have become a slope in the earthquake now?

He really felt fear, because at that moment, he could hardly feel the connection between himself and the Kingdom of God. He felt that he was as weak as a mortal. He was like a mercenary with a mixed blood of Gerza and orcs many years ago, living barely like a war wild dog, struggling, and feeling scared every day, always feeling that he could die in the next battle at any time... This is really a long-lost fear experience! Such worry was that he had never experienced when his Dharma body was locked by the Great Sage Laxis with the Forbidden Spell and was then broken by the car.

"Why do you do this?" The bloodthirsty king, who was frightened, wanted to ask this question, but Miss Bagasa, who had already become cold, could no longer answer him.

Then, at this moment, Pakens, who was hit by such a sudden blow, inevitably fell into a stagnant state. This was naturally impossible for the peak strength of Orgrimmar present to miss such an opportunity. Since they have turned against each other and five, they must do things in absolute way.

"For Orgrimmar!" The old Taurus Chief raised his iron rod and roared loudly. His cow hooves stomped on the ground hard, and the huge vibration directly transmitted to the feet of the bloodthirsty king, which turned into a cracked sink on the spot. The four hooves of the armored centaur fell into the cracks on the ground, as if they had been several meters short in an instant. Then, huge stalagmites rose from the ground and hit the abdomen of the centaur.

At the same time, Tianling Shaman Longsas had floated up at some point, and soon passed the top of the centaur's head and floated in the air. His machete turned into a blazing white light blade, and the light was so dazzling that it was impossible to see directly. The scepter in his hand triggered the roar of thunder. A crackling sound was roaring, and then it roared down and turned into a dense grid falling from the sky. This was probably the strongest attack in his life. Each pillar of the thunder in the power grid formed was as thick as a person's waist and abdomen, and the light was so blazing that it was impossible to see directly. It was not the lightning of the atmospheric element attributes at all, but it was clearly the purest lightning shock wave of the lightning state formed by the gathering of attributeless energy. You must know that real gods are almost immune to the magic attacks of element attributes. According to the rules of the mortal world, perhaps only this purest energy impact can cause effective damage to the god's Dharma body.

After all, Longsas is a shaman, and in theory he should be the highest clergyman who sacrifices the bloodthirsty king, but at this moment, even he stands on the opposite side of Pakens.

"...How bad is your popularity?" Lu Xi couldn't help but sigh, expressed his respect to the group of orcs Erwuzai in awe, and then couldn't help but look at the Bloodthirsty King with sympathy. He personally felt that if a god had fallen into this field, it would be better to self-destruct on the spot.

In addition, if I remember correctly, I remember that shaman magic does not have such exquisite use of magic! This thunder roar composed of attributeless magic should be the super-killing thing that Longsas himself comprehended. From this perspective, the Tianling Shaman is really a world-renowned master with imagination, obsession and action!

However, he was also a shaman of the Heavenly Spirit, and his status was equivalent to a pope in the Great Hall. It would be too unprofessional to make a piety to his faith in this way, right? Well, sure enough, we cannot have too much hope for the piety of high-ranking clergy. No wonder there is such a joke circulating in our hometown of Blue Star. When the angel really came, the first reaction of the Vatican pope and cardinals must be "That bird man is a heretic, burned!"

The roar of thunder and lightning condensed from purely unattributed magic should be very close to that of Lu Xi, or the World Tree Scepter. Of course, as a legendary spell caster, the ultimate move of the first in charge of the shaman mage is not just as simple as its upper energy attribute. Based on his first impression, this bright white lightning may not be as good as the attack range of the magic arrow dense array of the lv3 Tianji Formation, and it is impossible to have the accuracy of those magic arrows (under Lu Xi's mental power control), but its absolute power must still be better.

Look at this electric net cafe. When it rumbling on the back of the Bloodthirsty King, it no longer looked like lightning, but more like a pillar of light falling from the sky. The crackling sound of lightning quickly stopped, turning into a huge explosion, and he turned into an explosive energy storm on the back of the huge centaur. The diffuse shock wave drilled into the gap between the scales of the Pakens scales, tearing open his flesh and blood, and lifting his shell. Several scales half a size in the size of a washbasin, were pitch black like black pearls, but were flying away with gorgeous halos. With the legend of blood with colorless light, the blood of God was not red, but with a colorless liquid energy.

However, in Lu Xi's view, it is not colorless, but a gorgeous color that cannot be described in the language and levels of mortals. Because its color nature has exceeded the limit of visual capture of mortals, this is why this description is made.

In fact, in Lu Xi, who claims to be a mortal, Pakens' blood is actually a color deeper and brighter than gold, but it is just an appearance. In fact, every scale is filled with disgusting boiling blood, as if it was soaked out of countless corpses.

However, both the scales and blood disappeared directly when they fell into the field under their feet. In other words, it seemed to be directly absorbed by this bloody land.

The Kingdom of God is an extension of the will and power of the gods. In a sense, it can indeed be regarded as part of the body of the gods. The flesh and blood of God are separated, fall into the Kingdom of God and absorbed by it, and at the same time they are fed back to themselves again, which subtly forms a cycle. This is why the gods are regarded as immortal bodies in their own Kingdom of God.

However, the pain did arise. Parkens did roar on the spot, fierce and heavy as if a mountain collapsed.

"Lonsas, I have given you shamanic strength! I regard you as the right and left hand who dominates the earth! But you are going to betray me! Betray me completely!" He howled, raised his head in the lightning with difficulty, but could not fight back for a moment, so he could only roar loudly.

"Stop your mouth! The bloodthirsty king! We worship the ancestors who gave us life. They have turned into heaven and earth mother and protect us forever. This is the origin that shamans should return! We convey the will of heaven and earth mother and we comprehend the power in the realm of heaven and earth, but when and where we became your lackeys!" Longsas shouted loudly: "I am just returning to the original!"

Well, it sounds really nice. But don’t you feel a little shameless? When the Bloodthirsty King is healthy, I didn’t see you where the original one is!

"See it, my fellow citizens, he will hurt! Then he will die! There is never a high god above the tribes of Orgrimmar to control our destiny and never be slaves. This has been the case since ancient times, and it will be like this in the future!" The golden tent Khan Asog in the distance had stood at a high point, holding a war hammer in one hand and holding a three-meter-long flagpole that he had gotten from somewhere, and a dark red background flag floating on it.

That was not the nine-character banner representing the Orgrima Golden Tent Khan and the clan alliance. In fact, when the coalition forces swept the golden entrant, the thing had become Lu Xi's spoils. It was now placed in his tent as a tablecloth. It was embroidered with an ancient and simple but charming badge. The shield inlaid with fangs represents the orcs; the crossed spear, arrow and totem pole represent the trolls, taurs and centaurs respectively; the one-eyed on the shield represents the cyclops, and the beast head is a symbol of the Behemoth beast. In addition, the ancient ancient patterns on the dark red flag represent the incarnation of the unity of the heavenly spirit and the earth mother, and are also runes symbolizing the traditional ancestral beliefs of the orcs.

Yes, the ancient orcs were first the herdsmen of Lagbar, the god of tyranny and slavery, and then the efforts of the Gelsa people. However, for thousands of years after the fall of Lagbar and the demise of the Gelsara Empire, they had always believed in the primitive and rough ancestors and natural worship. Before the bloodthirsty king Pakens returned to Orgrimmar with the successor of Lagbar, the clan alliances had always used this red flag as their symbol, rather than the current nine-character banner embroidered with the holy patterns of Pakens.

"For the Orgrimmar Clan Alliance! We will never be slaves!" The Khan of the Golden Banner waved his flag, his face filled with fanaticism and determination, like a martyr with a determined heart to die. The red flag was dancing, and in this blood-filled land of the Kingdom of God, the shield on the flag seemed a little blurred. For a moment, Lu Xi felt that the scene seemed to have a sense of déjà vu.

It’s not up to the gods and emperors...? It would be even more appropriate if it were replaced by a sickle and a hammer!

"For the Alliance!" Khan's cry attracted a unanimous response.

You all betrayed the camp! Lu Xi finally didn't spit out this complaint, and then the five cyclops showed their bodies from behind Khan. They held iron pillars as thick as adult torso. While running and moving forward, they raised their heads at the same time and shot a one-eyed death light at Pakens's face.

Four gold level 5 and one gold level 9! The cyclops of gold 9, led by the head, have already grown barbs on their shells, and their figure is even bigger than ordinary people. They are obviously a rare ancient species, living for at least five hundred years.

However, this is no less powerful than death's finger, and it can instantly ignite the dead light rays of the Federation's battleship, but it seems that it cannot hurt Pakens's slightest. The blazing light was distorted and shifted by invisible forces the moment before the concentrating Bloodthirsty King's face, and then returned to the invisible.

"Rat!" The bloodthirsty king roared. Of course, perhaps because he had been surprised many times today, he did not seem too surprised this time, only anger like a volcano eruption.

"In the era of the Gersa people, you are just a group of livestock in captivity! I gave you dignity! I gave you dignity!" With his roar, the invisible divine power turned into a fatal blow. Even with Lu Xi's spiritual sense, he could only feel a slight fluctuation in the air, and the heads of the 4 gold-level 5-level cyclops instantly burst into a ball of plasma. In the end, although the ancient Jin 9 did not die on the spot, the legs and knees on the lower body were also shattered at the same time, and he fell down on the spot.

The average intelligence of the Cyclops is not much higher than that of monsters like Hydra, Winter Wolf and Snow Monster. In ancient times, they were only a group of very combat-capable livestock. Their status rose in the subsequent clan alliance, and it was indeed due to the bloodthirsty king listing them as their relatives. But because of this, their lives are more easily dominated by the rules of the power of the Pakens.

"I just don't want the tribe to fall to Bimon in a mess." The ancient cyclops crawled on the ground, gritting their teeth and said in a deep voice.

...Oh, it turns out that the Cyclops can really speak until they are old!

The Cyclops didn't think this attack could work, and they were just preparing to attract the attention of the Bloodthirsty King. However, the sudden dimensional fluctuation also bloomed beside Pakens, turning into a rotating dimensional magic circle. Immediately afterwards, the mountain troll with three heads walked out from the middle and stepped directly to the feet of the Bloodthirsty King. His two heads exhaled frost mist and poisonous gas at the same time, and in an instant, one of his legs wrapped in it.

This was just his first attack. Immediately afterwards, the main head in the middle of the mountain troll made a loud shout, waving his hands, and hit his legs infected by frost and fog and toxins. The troll's hands were completely made of stainless steel, and it was as huge as a siege hammer. At that moment, the scene was like a cart weighing hundreds of tons of stone cart to drive the mountain.

Lu Xi heard the roar like a rock shattering with his own ears, and Pakens's body also began to fall as if he had lost his balance. The old sword saint held the pale fire hell in his hand, and a storm flashed, and he had already jumped behind the giant horse's head.

Just now, it was him who killed Bagasa, possessed by the Bloodthirsty King with one sword, which in some sense also dealt the heaviest blow to the Bloodthirsty King. Now, the second heavy slash followed one after another.

He focused almost all his power on this simple slash of Mount Hua. The power of the magic weapon broke through the defense of divine power this time, and thus pulled a huge wound on the backbone of Pakens.

The god may be immortal, but his body has never been indestructible. Over the past tens of thousands of years, countless mortals have proved this. Everything today is just a re-enactment of past history.
Chapter completed!