Tome of Blood

The ridicule from the girl made the northern boy named Gunnar's face darken.

He didn't say anything more, but snorted coldly, the light blue light on his body erupted again, and he swung his sword to slash at Astrid.

"Big sister!"

"careful!"

Astrid's companions let out a series of exclamations.

Astrid looked serious.

She gritted her teeth, held back the pain in her body, and quickly raised her sword to fight.

Gunnar looked sarcastic.

The light blue light gathered on the edge of his sword, carrying violent magic and wild madness, and pressed towards the girl!

"boom……!"

There was a loud roar.

Astrid felt an overwhelming force coming down, like a falling mountain, hitting her directly.

She was hit to the ground again almost instantly, and she couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.

The power of totem...

Unlike the Holy Light that favors the priests in the Holy Royal Court, as the source of extraordinary power for many tribes in the north, it is one of the oldest "powers of faith" in Miria. This extraordinary power that incorporates faith cannot be competed by ordinary extraordinary people. of.

"Astrid, you lose."

The boy came to the girl and looked at her condescendingly.

"Cheating! You cheated! You actually used the power of the totem in the honor challenge. You are cheating!"

Looking at Gunnar, whose whole body was shining with brilliance, the boy and girl next to the old woman said angrily.

The teenagers who followed Gunnar sneered:

"Cheating? Before the challenge, you didn't say you couldn't use the power of the totem! Besides, Master Gunnar uses the power of the totem, so she can use it too!"

"Oh, we forgot that you are the hypocrites who regard ridiculous legends as totem worship. You have no totem that can provide the power of a totem!"

The teenagers were elated.

However, the expression of Marquis Vladimir on the side was not good-looking.

The power of totem is the most common supernatural power used by most extraordinary people in the north since ancient times, but being able to use the power of totem means that the other party has not given up totem worship.

Noticing Marquis Vladimir's gaze, Gunnar saluted him and said respectfully:

"Lord Marquis, please forgive me for using the power of totem in battle."

"What I said about converting to the great God Lord is not false, but...our high priest has said that our Linhai tribe's preservation of its own totem does not conflict with belief in the God Lord."

"The great God Lord has always been tolerant. He allows the real gods to become His slave gods. Our high priest has also communicated with the totem spirit through the shaman sacrifice. Our totem spirit is willing to surrender to the God Lord and is fully qualified to become the God Lord. Of God!"

After hearing Gunnar's words, Marquis Vladimir's expression did not look much better.

Next to Marquis Vladimir, Sebas also had a strange expression.

As a dependent of the great True Ancestor, he has always wanted to be the pioneer in spreading the True Ancestor's beliefs to the North. He has done enough homework on the many beliefs in the North.

Unlike the true god belief in other parts of the mainland, the totem belief in the North actually does not have gods at all, or in other words...the beings that maintain "faith" are not real gods.

No, to be more precise, they may have once been gods, but after being hunted down and suppressed by a terrifying entity who did not want to be named during the Blood Moon Era, they had long since lost their status as gods and had become nothing more than gods. A supernatural existence that can only sustain small-scale belief.

Some totems are even worse.

Because I lost my strength and initiative in the connection with faith, not only was I no longer able to gain strength through faith, but I also became a "blood bag" for the totem tribe to borrow extraordinary power, and was raised by the northern tribes through "blood sacrifices" .

The high priest of the Linhai tribe said that his totem spirit is willing to surrender to the god. To be honest, it is not sure whether he means the totem spirit or the tribal priest.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Sebastian.

He looked at the girl on the challenge field.

"There's still a little bit left..."

Feeling the girl's aura, he thought to himself.

Challenge the field.

Listening to the taunts of the teenagers, Astrid's fists gradually clenched.

She was in very bad shape.

Under the two heavy blows, her whole body was in severe pain and her brain was a little dizzy.

She felt that her ribs should be broken, but she didn't know how much. There should be many fractures in other places.

But she doesn't care about any of this now.

She stared at Gunnar surrounded by light, her eyes full of anger.

The inability to get a response from the faith totem has always been a pain for the Free Tribe Alliance.

Without the protection of the power of the totem, the Free Tribe Alliance is always at a disadvantage in the competition with other northern tribes.

However, the beliefs of the Alliance of Free Tribes cannot be blasphemed.

Being able to persevere through repeated hardships and survive in the harsh northern environment, the Free Tribe Alliance has always relied on its firm belief and pious belief in the Savior.

The great savior is not a fabrication. Although most of the classics have been lost in the long migration of the tribe, Astrid knows that in the temple at the core of the alliance, there are still sacred objects recording the deeds of the savior!

As a devout believer, she could not tolerate the other party's blasphemy against the gods!

"No...I haven't lost yet!"

Astrid gritted her teeth, forced her source power to run, and climbed up again with difficulty under the support of her source power.

She tremblingly drew a totem symbol on her chest, then tremblingly raised her dagger, pointed it at Gunnar, and said unsteadily:

"Gunnar, the glory of the gods... cannot be blasphemed. Take back... your blasphemy against our Lord!"

Seeing her shaky appearance, the boys from the north who followed Gunnar laughed loudly:

"Hahaha...retract the blasphemy against 'my Lord'?"

"Look! She's still holding on!"

"Astrid, stop being so stubborn, your savior doesn't exist at all!"

"Our Lin Hai spirits are willing to follow the great God Lord. We are already believers in the Holy Royal Court, but you hypocrites who overestimate their abilities, but you want glory?"

"Blasphemy? Your ignorance is the greatest blasphemy against God!"

The teenagers looked sarcastic, causing the other teenagers and girls to look at each other angrily.

Looking at the proud young man, looking at Gunnar whose whole body was glowing with light blue, and looking at the frowning Marquis Vladimir, Astrid bit her lip.

Taking a deep breath, her eyes gradually became firmer.

"I'm sorry, father... I still can't stand to watch these people blaspheme our gods."

"For the glory of the savior, my daughter... has no choice but to be willful."

she murmured.

After she finished speaking, she looked solemn, and the source of power in her body suddenly surged again!

The extraordinary aura suddenly rose, and her light blue eyes quickly became filled with a crimson halo.

Seeing the sudden change in the girl's eyes, the surrounding teenagers let out a series of exclamations:

"This...this is the blood spirit burning of the Free Tribe Alliance!"

"Is she crazy! She actually used Blood Spirit Burning!"

The blood spirit burns...

If we were to say why the Free Tribe Alliance, which had no power of totem protection, could persist in the harsh northern environment for so long, then the biggest contributor should be this extraordinary spell that only the blood tribesmen of the Free Tribe Alliance could learn.

This kind of spell that burns extraordinary blood and soul and instantly bursts out with powerful combat power is the trump card of the extraordinary people of the Free Tribe Alliance who fight for their lives!

Of course, the price is also heavy.

At worst, his lifespan will be greatly reduced, and his extraordinary strength will be completely lost, or at worst, he will die on the spot.

The turbulent source of power exploded, and Astrid's eyes were filled with determination.

However, just when she was about to completely ignite her extraordinary blood and soul power, an indistinguishable sigh sounded in her ears:

"If His Majesty saw His followers die in this way, I don't think... He would be happy."

"who?!"

Astrid suddenly raised her head.

However, no one else seemed to hear the voice except her.

Their astonished eyes were focused on the girl, as if they were still surprised that the girl actually used a life-threatening forbidden technique with a high probability of death.

"No need to search anymore. I am talking to you from the bottom of your heart now. No one else can hear my voice."

"Haha, this is one of the blood talents I received from your great majesty, and it is also a gift from my lord."

The mysterious voice sounded again, with a lightness and indifference different from those in the north.

There was a mysterious rhythm that was difficult to describe in words.

The next moment, Astrid was shocked to find that the extraordinary blood and soul power she had just tried to ignite had quickly subsided.

"Who are you? What have you done!?"

Astrid was shocked and angry in her heart.

The mysterious voice sounded again, this time, it became gentle and friendly:

"Don't be angry, I just don't want to see your great majesty lose such a devout believer."

"Miss Astrid of the Free Tribe Alliance, have you ever thought... maybe it's not that the great savior no longer provides shelter, but... you have already cut off the true inheritance of the Holy Emblem?"

Hearing these unfamiliar words, Astrid became more alert:

"Who...are you? What do you want to say?"

A mysterious voice chuckled:

"I am my Lord's dependent and the spreader of my Lord's glory."

"Miss Astrid, I respect your belief in our Lord, but unfortunately... your efforts are in the wrong direction."

"Use your heart to take a closer look and see... what the holy emblem beneath the crown should look like."

The mysterious voice was disembodied, echoing in Astrid's heart.

Following the other party's words, Astrid felt that the totem mark of the savior in her heart suddenly changed!

The broken branches and vines gradually closed up, and the incomplete pattern slowly recovered.

Crimson brilliance shone, and a familiar holy symbol composed of thorns and roses slowly emerged in Astrid's mind...

A kind of intimacy and throbbing originating from blood and soul surged in Astrid's heart.

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There is another chapter tonight