The Spirit Slayer is essentially a collection of a group of madmen and a group of people who yearn for the power of madmen.

Initially, it was just an ordinary underground church—the earliest prototype of the sermon I know came from a small sect that existed seven hundred years ago on the border between Zhu and Southeast Asia.

It follows the primitive witchcraft beliefs, and the leaders of the sects are good at surrendering, disgusting victory, and cursing crops and animals, causing some villages to be unable to harvest and even plagues. Therefore, they have a considerable prestige in the local area, admired and worshipped by countless people.

One day, an old man who gave all his money and even his daughter could no longer squeeze out more value, so he was kicked away. He could only watch the other party shake the drum banner made of his daughter's skin and issue an order to expel him.

This is actually not sad, because it was the curse that he cursed the neighbor's fields withered and hoped that another boy would be born in his family, so he presented his nine-year-old daughter - it was just that the greedy and vicious guy met the more greedy and vicious guy, that's all.

And he was the original leader of the Shuiling Society. In his despair of nothing and extremely resentful resentment, he heard a trace of "apocalypse".

I don't know which god he received, but it's obvious that the old man killed the leader of the small sect, occupied his organization, and did exactly the same thing as the original leader, even more vicious and terrifying - he would eat the souls of those who could not receive the tribute as punishment, or let some place give birth to deformed children.

It is said that the dead shepherd learned some of the experiences of the old leader seven hundred years ago. When he was still alive, he often praised and sighed, saying that modern people's thinking was really limited, so in terms of viciousness, he was a good modern man who was not as good as ancient people hundreds of years ago.

After all, at most they are cultivated untouchables on remote islands, using them as humans and animals to proliferate the god factor. After all, life with spiritual power and wisdom can accelerate the proliferation of the god factor. Other biological efficiency is too low, and the organization does not have much money, so it needs to be used on the blade.

Of course, we rarely eat human flesh, do not slaughter randomly, or use human internal organs and skins to make "art products" and will not waste human lives, because they are all our property and source of strength.

Every time we kill people, we have our own purpose, either to cause local turmoil, or to promote the influence of the Saviors, to intimidate and induce locals who have nothing to join us, at least those who die meaningfully.

"We have maintained stability by changing directions." At this time, the rebirth who is similar to the shepherd's spirits even sighed like this when chatting: "After all, it's not interesting to live for those poor people. We can help him end his life and spend a wonderful life on their behalf. No matter how you think about it, it's a good thing."

"Yes." And the alive shepherd at that time would lick the soul crystal he made himself and replied with a smile that for him who has obtained the inheritance of the "Silent Lord", the curse and the power of the soul can provide power, but the most delicious thing is the soul itself: "Anyway, they have nothing, so it's better for us to find some value."

Boring topic.

I never answered their feelings and inquiries because it was all boring.

Life is always painful, whether it is poor or rich.

Whether it is those human crops, ordinary members who desire extraordinary power and join the Shuiling Society, or who have obtained the leadership and confidants of the gods' heritage, our ending is destined to be painful and desperate.

The endings of those official extraordinary people who pursue us, international police officers who have always opposed us, or elite hunters of various extraordinary organizations, are also destined to be like this, and the exception of enlightenment.

Even God...

Even the great beings.

They are now suffering... waiting for something to be freed.

I heard such a voice, which was unprecedented apocalypse. I knew why the gods spread the apocalypse and listened to me for such empty and desperate people - that's because they were also full of pain.

——So, I know that the so-called essence of life is a container of pain, and will eventually be shattered and release the final thing.

Therefore, I can't speak, because as long as I open my mouth, there will be speechless loneliness and endless emptiness filling my heart.

It is precisely because of this that they call me the Silent.

One of the leaders of the Shuiling Society.

The number of leaders of the Spirit Slayer Society is different. Only by listening to the apocalypse and obtaining the inheritance of a certain god can he be called the leader.

The dead "shepherd" gets the power of the "Silent Lord", which can start a night walk of a hundred ghosts and control their souls.

The "Rebirth" is a strange old man who is known as immortal. He has obtained a inheritance called "Nirvana Lord", which can burn other people's souls to prosper for himself. No one knows how long he has lived, and no one knows how much soul reserves he has. On those huge wings, it is said that every wing represents a chance to come back.

These two guys used to have similar scents and often worked together to harvest people and animals. One used the soul as a sweet food, and the other used the soul as inventory, which was quite sympathetic when torture people.

There is also the "spirit summoner", who has obtained the power of the Void God, called "Luyan". Every word and action are all spoken spirits. People can be brainwashed by the power of the rules and regulations. Basically, all new members must be brainwashed by this strange woman once to see if they are official spies.

The "Tree Planting Master" has obtained the apocalypse of the "Shen Wood". He always says that humans have a serious sin. If you want to make the earth better, you need to eradicate the existence of human beings. I appreciate his purpose, but the means are too strange. This guy likes to plant human head trees, imprison human souls in the branches of trees, and finally slowly melts and turns into spiritual scatters.

He said that this would give wood spirituality and better allow heaven and earth to return to nature, but for imprisoned souls, the ending would be very painful.

The remaining two are particularly special, one named "exchanger", who gets an unknown natural inheritance, which can achieve various goals through equivalent exchange, whether it is to make luck better, temporarily gain some strength, or to improve one's talent, you only need to sacrifice what you want to pay through the exchange ceremony and get rewards.

He has the channels for all the sacrifices of the Saviors in the continent of Afrika, but he is basically for his own use and is very powerful.

And the last one, called the ‘Trader’, can control luck, see the trajectory of fate, and cover them up - it is precisely because of her that we have not officially wiped out so far, and even have more and more members of the organization.

However, the trader's control is very strong. She likes to make the people she likes into living puppets and controls them to live according to her own ideas. She has her own little kingdom in South Asia, where everything seems normal, but in fact, she has been converted into living puppets long ago.

And I, the silent one, Bornev, got the power called "Dunny".

I have no parents and was raised by a tavern owner. He used me as a tool for venting my desires and allowed me to go out for prostitution. Of course, I don't hate him because he allowed me to grow up and educate me. In a sense, I am very grateful to him.

However, one day, he was sick and even struggled in bed in pain, and I helped him end the pain.

"Why do you cry? Don't you say you want to die in pain?"

"Is that right... you don't want to die, then, do you want me to accompany you?"

"I can't speak anymore..."

After killing him, I spent several years in prison, and I heard the apocalypse in my empty heart.

The sound from ‘twilight’.

——People are afraid of the coming of an end, but they are clearly craving death and doing all kinds of things that destroy themselves. I often see people who are indulging in a wild drink and drinking unconsciously, and they often see people who are venting their lusts and even going into a coma. I often see people beat each other because of quarrels, and even take out guns to duel. I often see people who are drunk and racing and dancing with death.

They always say they don't want to die, but their souls and ** are honest - they just want to die, just need the help of others.

The factor of self-destruction is buried in everyone and even the foundation of civilization.

I'm pretty sure about this.

I don’t like to torture people because their existence is already very painful, and I don’t like to kill people either. Just if they don’t kill them, they will be even more painful.

So, in the past, I always wondered.

What is the difference between survival and death? In the final analysis, it is just something that is destined to usher in the end. Only when it merges with death is the final destination and is also complete satisfaction.

And in the apocalypse, "Dun" tells me that there is no difference.

Since some people are eager for destruction but do not know this, I do not need to explain it to them, just bring destruction to them.

This is sleep, rest, and peaceful return.

This is my path.

"Taking all our strength to go to the realm of Warcraft is equivalent to giving up all the foundations of our development on Earth."

Before actually heading to the realm of Warcraft, I lost my friend with similar smell, the old man with wings, and the rebirth always nags with other leaders, and he always frowned: "Bornev, I don't doubt your choice, but if that's the price, is it too high?"

This is of course the right choice.

On the earth where spiritual energy is revived, we will only be slowly drowned by official forces. Whether it is the rebirth, the turtle master or the leaders of other sermons, they all come from small remote countries and have not received formal education. I am from the country of Ross and have been cultivated by one of the best universities on the earth. I am very clear that when a country's power is determined to wipe out what organization, even the air will go against us.

However, what those countries fear the most now are not us, clearly destroyers, but are caused by the changes of the times and the chaos of the lower-level people - the hearts of the people are also a kind of force. When the state and civilization depend on this force, they are naturally afraid of its subversion.

Therefore, in the early stage of spiritual energy recovery, it is the golden development period of our forces. But after that, when the spiritual energy recovery gradually calms down and the people gradually adapt to a new world, we will be wiped out, or we will be treated as evil dogs in garbage dumps and driven to the poorest corner of the earth for breeding.

Therefore, we must take the already growing organization to another world they cannot reach before the big forces can free up their hands.

Of course, this is just a escaping, and the escape itself means failure.

The end is the destination - becoming a loser and being wiped out by someone. This is the Desert Society and my destiny. I know this very well.

But not now.

Before my end comes, I will bring more and more ends... Everything in the world is so painful, even God, they are waiting for me to perform liberation for them.

The red-haired Slav stood at the front of the camp. He was strong and profound, and was as quiet as a stone statue.

In the camp behind him, other leaders of the sermons were discussing in a low voice.

"Bornev is in a bad state recently... He is the one among us who listens to the most apocalypse."

The so-called apocalypse is the echo of the power of the Void God, just like the power transmitted from the distant time and space when the spiritual energy is revived and exploded - all the leaders of the spirit-subduing association are in a sense extremely talented in this regard, or they may show "abnormality" far beyond ordinary people, so they can hear the sounds of existence and even gain power from it.

The Spirit Caller, a hot-bodied woman with a gentle face, shook a fan in her hand, covering half of her cheek: "The last time she took action at Europa, she accumulated enough advanced factors for him... Although he said he did not lose control, I think..."

Before she could finish her sentence, suddenly, there were sudden roars of irritable beasts in the distant black forest.

The beast returned from hunting noticed that an uninvited guest appeared in his territory. The beast roar was both a warning and an attack. The terrifying spiritual fluctuations mixed with the wild will aura, and they hit the camp like a meteorite.

And Bornev, who was standing at the forefront of the camp, was the first target.

The silent one remains silent.

However, when the meteorite-like mental fluctuations really touched his body, a sound that seemed to explode suddenly sounded.

boom--

Suddenly, a crimson demon phantom that was more than thirty meters high appeared in front of him.

This is a huge sheep horn demon like a volcano, burning with crimson flames all over his body. It has no eyes, and there is a bloody fire of hell in its sockets. The fuel of this flame is blood from nowhere, and countless souls emitting pain and wailing.

The huge demon stared at the invisible spiritual fluctuations. Soon, as it looked, the willful impact that was originally extremely exciting and filled with endless vitality, became weak in an instant, just like the back of an old man who was extremely old, or like the withered grass leaves, which finally dissipated into the invisible.

The huge demon did not move, but it was just a gaze.

In the distance, the monster whose soul suffered severely injured let out a cry of pain, but this did not completely dispel its offensiveness, but instead aroused the anger of its surrounding black forest king.

A gust of wind came, and the surrounding plants and trees shook violently as if they had encountered a typhoon. One head was more than 20 meters long and was pitch black all over, but the giant black tiger with scarlet light flashing in his eyes rushed out of the mountains and forests. Then, no time was left for anyone to react. With the explosion of air, the huge black tiger turned into a black shadow, and instantly shuttled through hundreds of meters of space and rushed towards the crimson demon.

This supersonic explosion and such a fierce attack of more than a thousand tons may be difficult for even a super-superior practitioner to catch it directly!

However, Bornev still remained unmoved.

The crimson demon raised his fist and headed straight ahead, punching out at a faster speed than the tiger, and then stopped.

"boom!"
To be continued...