Negri said humans, as if he was talking about slices of bread, which made the people in the Kingdom of Roas cold.

"Do it!" Smik shouted, his body twisted and disappeared from his sight. The others drew out the knight's sword and rushed towards Negri in unison.

On the belts of these Roas uniforms, there are a row of bottles the size of a thumb, with some liquids of various colors inside.

These Loyas soldiers were very skillful in pulling out one of the small bottles with fiery red liquid and throwing it into the air. The knight sword accurately chopped the small bottles.

The fiery red liquid in the small bottle leaked out and applied to the knight's sword, causing a layer of blood-red and demonic flames to ripple on the knight's sword, and a strange and ominous power was also revealed in the flame.

"This power." Negri narrowed his eyes and looked at the blood-red flame. According to the information he collected, in the past years, there were only two main extraordinary powers in the Kingdom of Roas.

One is the breathing method mastered by the nobles, and the other is the ancestral spirit armor stomach, which is called the important weapon of the country. In historical records, there are only about ten pairs of the entire Loas Kingdom. The ordinary armor on the armor lies in the ancestral spirit.

The so-called ancestral spirit is some heroes in the history of the Kingdom of Roas. When they realize that they are about to grow old, they will perform a ritual to turn themselves into something called ancestral spirit at the cost of death.

Then the craftsmen of the Kingdom of Roas will attach their ancestral spirit to their armor. After that, as long as someone can get the recognition of the ancestral spirit, they can wear that armor and get bonuses from the ancestral spirit.

The warriors wearing the ancestral armor stomach are each warriors who fight against hundreds of warriors on the battlefield.

After learning about the existence of the ancestor spirit, Negri was very interested in it. As far as he knows, after humans die, the true spirit representing the root will leave this world, leaving only the soul derived from the true spirit.

These remaining souls generally disintegrate directly and turn into a soul energy with pre-death emotions and some memories. If the corpse is complete and the strength of the soul is sufficient, it can become a residual soul.

These remnants of souls are completely irrational and lingering next to the corpse. Only by absorbing vitality can the soul be maintained. When the corpse is no longer angry, if it cannot be replenished with vitality, the soul body will be completely exposed and will directly dissipate into soul energy.

In his previous life, Negri heard such a joke. Some people said that he was not afraid of ghosts, because he would become a ghost if he was killed by ghosts. Isn’t that embarrassing?

However, the actual situation is that if Negri kills people, most of the anger of the other party will be absorbed directly by him. If the remaining soul cannot even absorb the anger of his own body, then he will not be able to do anything, let alone even if it becomes a residual soul. Although that residual soul will awaken an essential ability, it can only be slaughtered when facing other residual souls that have grown up.

In addition, Nageri has never seen that the remaining souls after life will be transformed into other forms. He has also tried to intercept the true spirit after life's death, but unfortunately he cannot control the true spirit's stay or stay.

The ancestral spirit rituals in the Kingdom of Roas may use the true spirit, which makes Nageri want to see it.

But these Royas warriors are using brand new powers. It has been mentioned in the information collected by Negri that after Aldridge unified the domestic forces, he recruited various skilled craftsmen, even wizards, to try to create something.

"Is this what Eldridge made?"

Negri's fingers were hooked and his fingers floated up, and then he bounced his fingers, turning his fingers into white light, hitting one of the knight's swords, and hitting the knight's swords crooked, and then a shot hit the center of the man's forehead.

The warrior's body fell weakly into the pile of bones. No blood flowed out of the wound on his forehead, but a blood-red and strange flame burned. The flames continued to expand until the entire body turned into a torch. The flames kept jumping on his body, as if he wanted to turn into something. Unfortunately, he didn't know what was wrong and could not succeed.

The knight sword burning with flames fell into the pile of bones. What's strange is that the bones still remain unchanged. The flames jumped for a while and then stopped.

The other people did not stop because of the death of their companions. They had already come to the side of Negri with the knight's sword burning with strange flames and swung their swords at Negri from different angles.

"I really don't know how to live or die." Negri sat on the throne of the Bone, without much movement. Just waved his hand and the bones on the ground flew up, turning into a bone storm and shooting out, forcing the soldiers to avoid it.

One of the spine stroked through the shoulders of a Roas warrior, and the spine seemed to come alive. It rolled around the neck of the Roas warrior and became tighter and tighter.

His face turned red and he held a sword in one hand and pulled the spine with the other hand, but it was useless.

Negri continued to control the bone shooting, forcing several other soldiers back, and with a hooked finger, the warrior strangled his neck was dragged to Negri by a force.

Several spinal bones flew up, wrapping the man's hands and feet, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move.

"It looks like a flame, but it is not?" Negri thought, waved his hand, and controlled the warrior's sword-holding hand through his spine, pointing the knight's sword at him.

The blood-red flames burning on the sword approached the warrior and could see something squirming under his skin until the flames burned to him and the things under his skin were completely stormed.

They were blood vessels, and they burned blood-red flames, piercing the warrior's skin, but what was pouring out was not blood, but that kind of flame.

"Is it only a flame that burns blood? It seems that if you are indirectly burned by that flame, this kind of flame will ignite." Negri thought, controlling the man to pierce the knight's sword into his body.

Another torch was rising slowly, and Negri was more interested in this blood-red flame. Judging from the performance of these warriors, the technology of this power in the Kingdom of Roas has been relatively mature.

"Eldridge, it's probably an extremely delicious fruit." Negri thought, suddenly raised his hand, and a piece of scimitar appeared out of thin air, limited to mid-air.

"Do you think I can't find you? Human?" With a snap of my fingers, Smik's body was forced to appear and flew backwards.

"Do you still want to resist?" Negri stood up from the throne, his tone was calm, but he had an undeniable force: "Kneel down, everyone."
Chapter completed!