From the Esoteric Cult Family to the Kingdom of God

Under the first rays of sunlight in the morning, the whole world seemed to be shrouded in a soft morning mist.

Carl clearly sensed the arrival of the other two members of the Fisher family. He could sense their blood very clearly through the family mark, and even judge the time when they arrived at the cabin.

Now, three days have passed since the cultist attacked and the girl got the mark, and Irene still hasn't figured out how to get the mysterious object.

For a girl who is not very knowledgeable, it is too difficult.

She sat in the cabin to take care of her brother, slowly raised the hand with the red mark, and always felt that she should do something with this power.

But the plan in the girl's mind was still vague and could not be put together.

Just when Irene was at a loss, she suddenly felt that the red mark on the back of her hand was slightly hot, as if some kind of connection was coming from nearby.

She subconsciously looked up outside the cabin, and the wooden cart pulled by the old black horse slowly drove over, leaving deep axle marks on the muddy ground.

Irene swallowed subconsciously, knowing clearly in her mind that the embers of the cultists were buried under that piece of mud.

Lucius and Byrne, who were standing next to the wooden cart, were also stunned for a moment. They sensed the extremely subtle induction of blood connection. This was the source of the two people's calls every night.

Lucius habitually narrowed his eyes and held the hilt of the sword at his waist cautiously, ready to draw it at any time.

Irene walked out of the wooden house holding her swaddled brother, looking at the people she had never seen in Nasir Town, and asked in confusion: "Who are you?"

Byrne subconsciously retreated behind his father, not daring to face the stranger.

Lucius smiled and replied: "I am a retired old mercenary named Lucius Fisher. What is your name, little girl?"

Irene was slightly stunned. The man in front of her also had the surname Fisher. What was going on?

She vaguely remembered that her father once said that she had an uncle, but she always felt that if the man in front of her was that uncle, the situation was a bit too coincidental.

Byrne, who was standing behind Lucius, suddenly looked up and said, "Father, she is very likely my cousin."

Lucius's many questions suddenly became clear, and he asked with a smile, "How did you analyze it?"

Byrne still seemed very nervous, but continued to explain:

"Well, father, you once said that there was a brother in Nasir, and there was also that red mark on the back of her hand. I guess, well, it is very likely a mysterious thing that can only be produced by blood."

Hearing this, Irene took a deep breath and realized that both of them were her blood relatives, and they were very likely to come here because they felt the call of the Lost Lord.

So that's it, the girl suddenly understood the true meaning of the red mark.

She tried to remain calm and said, "It is a gift from the great Lord of the Lost. From now on, everyone in the Fisher family will be his followers, and I am also a child of the Fisher family."

Lucius nodded silently, his eyes flashing, and his lazy temperament swept away as he continued:

"It seems that you are indeed my brother's daughter. Why haven't you seen him and your mother, and all the things about the Lord of the Lost... Please tell us in detail."

When he was halfway through his words, Lucius had already seen the undisguised sadness in Irene's expression, and instantly guessed that his brother's current situation would never be good, and his expression became melancholy.

"Brother, I should probably come back earlier."

The socially anxious teenager Byrne suddenly hesitated and asked a question.

"Is the mysterious existence you mentioned really a god? Even if it is a god, he may be an evil god. Does the Fisher family really have to believe in him?"

Hearing the questioning voice, Irene's face showed indifference, and the dissatisfaction in her eyes made Byrne feel cold all over.

"You are not qualified to question Him at all!"

She shook her head and turned back to the cabin. The father and son who stayed outside looked at each other in surprise.

Carl silently observed the two people who arrived.

The older man was a seasoned and experienced mercenary, and was obviously the most useful "chess piece" in the Fisher family today.

Noon.

The two suns "Jiaoyang" and "Huiyang" rose high in the sky, emitting almost endless warm light.

"Please look, everything I said is true, and this is the extraordinary power given to me by the Lord of Loss."

Erin had already put down her brother, and raised a hand calmly, transforming into a subtle and gentle emerald green light, emitting a breath like the arrival of spring.

Lucius and Byrne were both standing in the cabin. They were stunned by the scene, and then stared at the transparent bottle with uneasy eyes, at a loss.

Carl could clearly feel the difference in the specific content of their emotions.

Byrne, the nervous and timid boy, had a suppressed curiosity in his anxiety. He was very interested in the existence of "himself", but was too afraid to try to explore it.

He understood that mysterious existence symbolized power and also represented great danger.

The eyes of the thirty-something Lucius seemed calm, but in fact he deliberately concealed astonishment, joy, worry, greed, and finally a kind of determination.

He seemed to have made an important decision, hoping to use the current opportunity to achieve something, and even the laziness and decadence that had penetrated into his bones was swept away in an instant.

Karl knew that Lucius and his son were shocked by the extraordinary power displayed by Irene!

Whether it is a spellcaster or a blood knight, the extraordinary people on the Oden continent are born with the talent for spellcasting or the corresponding blood, so they have the opportunity to go further and become extraordinary people.

Talent and blood determine the upper limit of most people's lives.

As for the mysterious objects or the blessings of mysterious beings, they are ultimately just extraordinary powers that can be taken away by others or temporarily.

Mortals without spellcasting talents or blood can never truly possess extraordinary powers!

But the power he possesses breaks this iron rule!

Lucius showed an unconcealable smile, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said respectfully:

"Great Lord of the Lost, I am Lucius, the oldest man in the Fisher family now."

"The Fisher family will definitely serve you, loyally and wholeheartedly, and everything we do is for your great revival!"

Having said that, there was actually no awe in his eyes.

The man just wanted to use the mysterious power that suddenly appeared.

A guy who was blinded by greed, but he could also become a suitable "chess piece". Carl silently evaluated Lucius. He could not do much by relying on the young siblings. He did not reject the existence of "chess pieces" with his own ideas.

So the next moment Carl conveyed his will again.

He gave Lucius the "protection" power contained in the purple finger amulet.

Although it is much weaker than the "healing" rune in the transparent bottle, the "protection" rune can also play a significant role in low-level battles.

Suddenly Lucius sensed the great existence of the Lord of Loss. It was a great power that was so huge that it was unspeakable. The black cross light kept flashing in the transparent bottle. Compared with it, his own existence was as small as the most humble dust in the world!

How great!

The conspiracy in his mind disappeared in an instant, leaving only fear, and he even wanted to crawl to the ground.

How stupid it was that he wanted to use such a great existence just now!

The next moment, a purple light slowly emerged in Lucius' eyes, full of awe.

He felt a powerful force being given to the depths of his soul, and he could activate it through the connection with the Lord of Loss.

After tentatively activating that extraordinary power, Lucius felt something in his heart slightly consumed, and then an invisible repulsive force emerged around him, which could effectively resist external attacks.

Ordinary people may never see extraordinary power in their lives, but now Lucius easily possesses it, and he can't help but be very excited!

"So this is the legendary extraordinary power, great Lord of Loss, thank you for your gift, I, the Fisher family, will dedicate everything to help you recover!"

Lucius was ecstatic, and Byrne, who was not far away, was also very excited, and clearly realized that his fate had completely changed from this moment on.

The road ahead is uncertain, and the young man feels great tension and fear in his heart while being excited.

What kind of god is the Lord of Loss who controls the fate of the Fisher family?

What will our future be?

Lucius thought for a moment, bowed his head respectfully and asked: "Great Lord of the Lost, just now it seems that something in my body has been consumed. What is that thing that disappeared?"

"Is it the so-called magic power in the mouth of the caster?"

Carl thought for a moment in his heart, and he knew very well the importance of teaching a few people basic mysterious knowledge, which could help the members of the Fisher family avoid many detours.

Although each time information is transmitted, spirituality will be consumed, and the greater the amount of information, the greater the consumption, but sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood, Carl still decided to pass on the basic mysterious knowledge at the cost of consuming some spirituality.

He planned to pass on only one mysterious knowledge, and the rest of the Fisher family members only needed to ask the recipient of the knowledge.

As for the object of the knowledge, Carl had already decided who to pass on.

"Great Lord of the Lost, I feel your will. Are you going to generously give me mysterious knowledge?"

Erin looked up with great respect, realizing that the great god was going to give her precious mysterious knowledge.

She was ready.

Carl passed on the mysterious knowledge without hesitation.

All of a sudden, the girl felt dizzy and her head was swollen. A sharp pain instantly flooded into her mind, and she fell to her knees as if her whole body was about to be torn apart.