Geng Feng: "No, even if it is forced, these dead souls must have been evil people during their lifetime. This is the rule of hell, and once the judgment is wrong, it will be very harmful to us.

But when he comes to rob someone from me, he doesn’t have to worry about his karma, I will bear it all for him.”

He Jian's old face, whose careful thoughts were exposed by Geng Fengdao, remained unchanged. Maybe he was too thick-skinned, but this reason made Ye Tingbai feel more relieved and divided his soul. These people were already very good-looking.

Compared to C'Thun's apostles, who lead people to commit suicide and collect souls, these Yama's apostles should be considered more principled people.

Ye Tingbai: "Then if that's the case, is it because there are not enough souls in hell that the Rogue King died?"

Geng Feng's face showed extreme fear. He grabbed his clothes with both hands and sweat began to flow unnaturally from his forehead. Hongyi held his hand tightly and it took a while to recover.

"In the previous years, I had never slacked off, and the number of souls in hell had been relatively stable. But one day I felt that the God I had been serving was afraid. His fear infected me across the world, and then it suddenly disappeared.

.”

Ye Tingbai: "Who disappeared? King Wu Guan?"

"That's right."

If Ye Tingbai remembers it correctly, just the day before yesterday, Senna told him personally that the difference between gods and humans is that they have no emotions, and now Geng Feng actually says that the Rogue King is afraid?

Ye Tingbai: "How can a god be afraid? And what can kill the Riguan King?"

According to what he learned in the past two days, the Yinshen system was the most well-known god system in the first era. Almost half of the world believed in its existence. The world at that time had many races and could be briefly divided into two camps, one in the East and the other in the East.

, one is the other.

Unlike other pantheons, Eastern Gods generally allow the coexistence of beliefs, that is, pan-believers. One believer believes in many gods. The largest population base also creates the most powerful Eastern God system.

Due to their special status, the Yin gods have a small proportion of true believers, but thanks to the huge population base in the East, their combat effectiveness should be at the top of all local gods.

If the Eastern God system collapsed, then it can be said that half of the fighting power of the native gods in this world was gone.

What happened in the fantasy dreamland that caused four Yamas to disappear one after another within a few decades? This is probably some major event that affects the foundation of the fantasy dreamland.

When it comes to blood, yellow people should be supporters of the Eastern pantheon, but now that ethnic groups are merging, racial characteristics are becoming less and less conspicuous, and few people care about race and ethnicity. This kind of integration may still be possible.

Thanks to pollution, without pressure, different races and ethnic groups simply cannot come together.

There are also more yellow people in Ye Tingbai. Among the people he knows so far, only Johnson and Xiaohei are not yellow.

While the three of them were chatting and digesting the information, a dazzling white light suddenly came out of the window, and then the whole city began to shake, and the huge sound made the place feel like an earthquake.

Geng Feng's body hadn't recovered yet, so he looked at Ye Tingbai for help. He didn't hesitate, he picked up one in each hand, and took both Geng Feng and Hong Yi outside the building. A Jian followed behind, with average skills.

, but came out safely.

When several people walked outside the Tongzi Tower, they were all attracted by the huge crack in the sky. The sky covered by clouds seemed to be split open by something, with a crack like an eye, and a dazzling light emitted from the crack.

White light, that's obviously not sunlight.

The ghosts under this strong light melted away like ice and snow, even if they were separated by buildings. For a time, the whole city was filled with mourning, and the cries of ghosts made people's necks feel chilly even in broad daylight.

A Jian: "The truth is out. It seems that Gan Qing's purpose is the same as mine, which is to harvest souls, but she is a little ruthless."

Compared to A Jian's gloating about his misfortune, Geng Feng's face showed more humiliation.

"In this era, it is rare to see wars of faith."

Several people followed the sound, and Xie Cai was walking from the corner of the street, with his hands behind his back, as if he regarded this place as his own back garden.

Ye Tingbai: "Why are you here?"

Xie Cai's face was filled with disgust.

"You have made the matter so big, can I not come? Aren't you supposed to stay with Si Youxu in Yangcheng? Why are you running so far away?"

Ye Tingbai: "Didn't you know he was missing?"

Xie Cai: "Huh? When? We just contacted him a few days ago. How could he disappear? He has been clinging to that small broken city for so many years and never left."

Looking at this, Xie Cai may not know the origin of Ye Tingbai, and Ye Tingbai naturally cannot tell him a lot. In terms of trust, he must be ranked after Si Youxu, but now Si Youxu can't

Believe it or not, he's already a little salty.

Ye Tingbai pointed at the crack in the sky.

"What's going on?"

Xie Cai: "The person named Gan Qing you sent me is also a member of the gods. The death of the official king made her think, and she probably wanted to intercept all the souls here."

It is no longer realistic to develop faith in this era. These gods can only live with the remaining souls in their respective worlds. The souls that can be obtained under the high pressure of the world government and the Heavenly Palace are hard-won.

Now, the death of King Wuguan has produced a large number of ownerless souls. This is a huge wealth for other gods, a wealth that is so huge that ordinary people cannot imagine it.

They don't care what happens in the dreamland. The gods who survived from that era are fanatical believers, the kind who can dedicate everything to the god they serve.

There must be some people keen on this perfect opportunity.

Xie Cai: "Originally, we would not have allowed this kind of plunder, but now the pressure in this area is too great."

Geng Feng's face was filled with anger, he pointed at Xie Cai and cursed.

"Do you know how many souls can be left behind after being plundered like this? Your actions will have no effect other than destroying the King of Eunuchs.

Why, this is Shoji Yin Shen, the god who stood at the forefront when the outside world invaded, don’t you have any gratitude at all?”

Xie Cai was scolded by Geng Feng, but he didn't reply. He sighed helplessly.

"This is not my decision. It is a direct order from Tiangong, telling us not to worry about it."

The cracks in the sky were still widening, and a lot of two-winged angels descended from them. These angels fell from the sky and wandered wantonly in the city. When they saw souls, they would take them away by force, while those living people were completely ignored.

This was a tacit sharing of food. The death of King Wu Guan made Ye Tingbai feel what it was like to leave tea. The gods of King Bian Cheng, who were also from the underworld, also wanted to plunder souls. These gods are really very powerful.
Chapter completed!