Viscount Turner put his hand deep into the coffin and took out the gem with a corner from his clothes. Everyone noticed it and saw that it was a golden gem, shining like the sun under the light.

What is even more eye-catching is that there was a touch of golden red inside the gem, and Viscount Turner immediately felt puzzled: "What is this?"

At this time, a ray of light shot out from the gem, projecting onto the wall. Everyone was startled, and then looked at the wall along the light emitted by the gem, and immediately saw a picture appearing on the wall.

The plain under the setting sun, leaning against the vast river, a boy knelt down in front of a man wearing a mask emitting a white light. The man gave a long sword and a grain of grain to the boy.

Everyone held their breath. They knew that the scene in front of them was a story that happened a thousand years ago. The scene where the legendary King of Gold Ahnaton accepted the divine enlightenment was presented nakedly in front of them, which was extremely shocking!

Although there is no sound on the picture, everyone can understand the meaning and feel the language of the gods. It is a mysterious feeling. Seeing Ahnaton take over the legendary sword of royal power, everyone knows that he will create the first dynasty of mankind and become the great king of gold. Even the Ahnaton family, which has golden blood, is also a very powerful clan on the continent!

However, the picture has not ended here. Viscount Turner saw the god pick up a stone and dripped a drop of blood on the stone on the roadside. He immediately saw the stone transform into a golden gem, and the golden red blood invaded the gem, becoming what Viscount Turner is now holding in his hand.

The god's lips moved slightly, and the picture was quiet, but a sentence echoed in the minds of everyone present: "Those who drink divine blood can become a god descendant and borrow my divine power!"

"Boom!"

This sentence was like a storm, impacting everyone's minds. In an instant, everyone's eyes and breathing suddenly became extremely rapid, and only that sentence was left in their minds.

"Those who drink divine blood can become divine descendants!"

The blood knight behind Viscount Turner was the first to move, and his sword was unsheathed and slashed at Turner's head. Viscount Turner immediately used the sword of royal power to hold the attack, and his expression became extremely angry, and he shouted with a stern voice: "Sova, you dare to betray me. Everyone, kill him for me, in the name of the Turner family!"

Viscount Turner immediately inspired his bloodline and the inherited Storm Sword Technique, and fought with the Sova Knights. Sova shouted while fighting: "Kill him, divine blood, the sword of kingship, all the gold, silver and treasures here belong to us. Why do we still have to work for him? Don't you want to become a god descendant and master divine power?"

Especially the last sentence completely hit the hearts of the other two blood knights and more than a dozen knights present. Several people rushed up and siege Viscount Turner. All the slaves present began to snatch the gold, silver and treasures on the ground and ran towards the exit outside!

The battle between guards and slaves, the struggle between viscounts and knights seemed to have instantly become a hell on earth, and the screams of fighting were constantly, gold, silver, treasures, and power. All of this seemed to seduce the deepest desires in people's hearts.

Viscount Turner was besieged by three bloodline knights under his command, but was eventually defeated. He was penetrated by two long swords and died unbelievably on the spot. The next few knights also fought with each other with their lives in order to seize the divine blood.

Blood soaked the ground, dyed gold all over the ground red, and corpses fell into the treasures all over the ground. In the end, the winner was the first blood knight named Sova.

He stood firm and covered in blood, but his awakened tenacious bloodline talent still helped him withstand the injuries and allowed him to maintain his clear will in this situation!

One hand grabbed the Sword of King Power, and the other hand pulled out the divine blood crystal from Viscount Turner's tightly held hands. Sova's hands were covered with blood, and the sticky blood was stained with crystals. Sova's eyes burst into obsessive light, and his whole body seemed to be trapped in the beautiful color of the divine blood crystal.

"You are mine, hahaha! You are mine, I am the winner who won the final victory, the chosen one!"

Sova supported himself with the sword of royal power, and walked staggeringly outside. The bloody footprints dragged out long marks on the ground, leading to the outside, and disappeared in the catacombs.

However, just as he walked to the entrance of the tomb, Sowa forced himself to raise his head and saw a stone smashing down heavily, with a face that was extremely excited and dirty.

One, two, three times, until Sova's face was blurred and no one breathed, two slaves snatched the Sword of the King and the Crystal of Divine Blood, quickly disappeared into the valley, and ran along the dense jungle path towards the outside of the Bull Mountains.

Lu Zhiyu appeared in the catacomb, crossed the corpses everywhere, and looked at the gold all over the ground, suddenly felt a little ridiculous, not understanding what the meaning of these ordinary people's existence is?

After Lu Zhiyu discovered that these people had excavated Agendon's tomb, they sealed the blood of their deified cells into a gem, and then put them into Agendon's coffin, wanting to borrow the hands of these people to bring their deified cells out, but he did not expect that greed and desire completely filled the hearts of these people, and they started fighting without any warning.

However, it was also considered that Lu Zhiyu's purpose was to save his deified cells and create his own family. Although he had not completed the task of deified the whole body, he had not created his own mythical life template, but he was also ready to start preparing for the future.

However, there is no unique mythical life template. The deified cells separated by Lu Zhiyu can only become the function of creating a relative, and cannot become the target of resurrection after death of his body. Only by having his own unique mythical life template can he influence other life forms through his own life forms and make him the same genus and species of his own mythical life forms.

But it doesn’t matter. Make preparations in advance and arrange the family races. More than ten years later, Lu Zhiyu completed the mythical life template and influenced assimilation by deifying cells.

Lu Zhiyu did enough observation and experiments on Sa Kun. When he was creating the mermaid clan, he also studied the manufacturing methods and models of his relatives. It is now clear and he is still very sure!

"I just don't know whose hands my blood will eventually fall into? My abilities are extraordinary! If you use them well, you can say that they are the real power of the king!"

Lu Zhiyu crossed the stairs and came to Ahenaton's golden coffin. Looking at the empty coffin inside, he felt a little sigh. In a blink of an eye, Ahenaton had been dead for more than a thousand years, and the first immortal elf he had created was dead.

Lu Zhiyu still clearly remembered the scene where Ahennaton begged him to give him immortality before his death. Lu Zhiyu sighed and sat on the golden coffin. Looking at the fires and shadows around him, as well as the murals on the walls, he felt a little lost!
Chapter completed!