"I'll do it!" The three generals responded at the same time. They wanted to see what unique aspects of this magic prison were.

"Since you are interested, let's go together. This has nothing to do with how many people you enter." Sean said with a smile.

"This is..." The three champion knights who entered the room one after another all showed shock.

As soon as they entered the room, they felt that their bodies were as if they were wearing dozens of layers of invisible heavy armor. Every move became extremely difficult. Even if they had tens of their strength, they could not exert 30%.

"The multi-gravity environment can be adjusted between one to twenty times as needed. If the prisoners' soul consciousness enters the consciousness space, it will return to normal here. Once they return to reality, they must move in this environment. Do you think they still have the ability to destroy the cell in this situation?" Sean asked back.

"No." The three generals shook their heads at the same time, and could only sigh in their hearts that the magic methods were really beyond their imagination.

After wandering around this magic prison, the three generals had no doubts. Even the Kentana Barbarian Champion Knights had to stay here, and they could not make waves at all. After entering the consciousness space, they would just wait for their lord to pinch flat and round.

The rest of the time is simple. After these Kentana barbarian prisoners were divided into the room according to the level, they were thrown in and examined by Sean. The soul consciousness could be introduced into the consciousness space and the soul consciousness would be removed if it could not be introduced.

After a lot of busyness, there were very few Kentana barbarians who were really removed from it, less than a hundred, and all the rest entered the consciousness space.

The Kentana barbarians who were transported to the northern fortress are all the essence of their clan, not to mention the fact that they are, in terms of will, this race can definitely be named. They have been tempered by the difficult living environment, and there is basically no outdated in the spiritual consciousness.

“Where is this?”

The first Kentana Barbarian Champion Knight Yuan, who was captured by the Eternal Night Army, got up from the ground and looked around in confusion.

I saw a vast white area around me, as if he was the only one between heaven and earth.

What's going on?

What did those dwarves do to themselves?

Yuan looked confused and his less developed brain made him unable to figure out what was going on.

In fact, most of the captured Kentana barbarians were in a similar state of confusion.

They had no idea why these dwarves attacked them, nor where they were now.

After discovering that his body was no longer numb and had no feelings, the Kentana Barbarian Champion Knight, who was full of anger, jumped up and down angrily, took off his long legs, and began to run wildly in one direction.

But no matter how long he ran, the scenery was in front of him.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have given up long ago. However, for the Kentana barbarian who had a little stubborn head, he had no idea what to give up. He didn't care about these things at all, just ran wildly with his head down. He didn't believe that this place was bigger than the boundless snowfield?

On the snow field, it is most taboo to turn around. If you are not careful, you will be in circles. The wisest way is to run forward in one direction, and the same is true now.

Yuan didn't know how long he had been running wildly until a golden shadow appeared at the end of his sight. He was immediately overjoyed and felt that he had run in the right direction and was more energetic.

In this case, it is useless to guess blindly. The fastest way is to ask someone.

As he accelerated his pace, the golden shadow became closer and closer.

It was a magnificent hall.

The abyss, which is relatively scarce, can only be described as high, large, and spectacular.

Especially the rough architectural style, it is very consistent with the aesthetic style of the Kentana barbarians, at least very well-in line with the abyss.

What surprised Yuan the most was that the building materials used in this hall were not ordinary stones, but bones, countless giant bones, most of which Yuan did not recognize. He only recognized the skeletons of giant whale and dragons on it.

Is this the legendary temple of the ancestor spirit?

That's right.

This should be the legendary temple of the ancestor spirit. Only the ancestor spirit can be so powerful and cast its own palace with these powerful biological bones.

"Warrior, you are the first person to respond to my call." A tall figure walked out of the hall.

The other party's figure was so tall that even if the figure was burly among the Kentana barbarians, they had to tilt their necks hard to see the other party's face clearly.

I saw that his face was three or four points similar to the Kentana Barbarians, with a quaintness that was difficult to describe in words. Although it was huge, it was not bloated. His muscles were bulging like rocks, and his body was covered with armor made of solid ice.

Yuan looked at the giant who suddenly appeared in confusion, because there was a sense of familiarity in the other party's eyes and voice. He seemed to have heard this sound somewhere and seen this gaze.

"Warrior, why can't I see your admiration for me? Or is this fine tradition that I believe in for my ancestors have been lost by my children? No wonder no one has responded to my call over the years." The giant's tone showed a deep loss, as if he was dissatisfied with the reaction of the Yuan, and also seemed to be dissatisfied with the Kentana barbarians who lost their inheritance.

"Are you an ancestral spirit?" Yuan couldn't help but widen his eyes and shouted incredibly. Finally, he realized that he had reacted later. Who else came out of the ancestral spirit temple except the ancestral spirit believed in by the savages of the Kentana?

"What do you think?" asked the giant, "Do you need me to prove it to you?"

"No! No!" Yuan shook his head repeatedly, knelt on one knee, and offered his most solemn gift. "Sorry, the ancestor spirit is here. I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to see you. Please forgive my disrespect just now."

"Get up, young warrior." A smile finally appeared on the face of the ancestral giant.

"This is the legendary Ancestral Spirit Temple? Am I dead?" Yuan asked in confusion.

"No, you are not dead. This is the world of thought. You come in response to my call, accept my inheritance, lead your tribe and people out of the current predicament. As long as you accept my inheritance, you can call my name and borrow my power." The ancestor giant replied.

"Call your name? Borrow your power?" Yuan murmured a little dumbly. This thing was a bit beyond imagination.

"What? Are you not happy?" The ancestor giant showed a hint of displeasure again.

"This is my honor." Yuan knelt on one knee again.

"Very good, tell me your name, young warrior." The Ancestral Giant smiled satisfied.

"Abyss." The Kentana Barbarian Champion Cavaliers replied.

"From today on, you are no longer an ordinary warrior, but an ancestor warrior who is about to set foot on the power of the ancestor spirit. When you officially become an ancestor warrior, I will give you the surname of the ancestor, follow the wise man I have chosen for you, save your tribe members, and regain the glory of our giant clan." The ancestor giant said passionately.

"I will definitely not let down the expectations of the ancestor spirit." Yuan was inspired by the blood, and he wished he could immediately gain the power of the ancestor spirit and become the ancestor spirit warrior in the other party's mouth.

"Before the official start, let me see your courage and my tribe." The giant ancestral spirit stretched out his hand, and two maces three or four meters long appeared in his hand.

"Don't look at me, it's very simple. Use your thoughts, don't forget, this is the world of thoughts. Think about the weapons you usually use. If you can see me, it means that your thoughts are enough. Yes, that's it, very good, young warrior, you have a good start, let's continue."

Holding the bone weapon that had just condensed, Yuan's face flashed with hesitation: "How dare I offend my ancestral spirit?"

"Occurrence? Haha, you have to have the ability to offend. You are so respectful to yourself, be careful." The giant ancestral spirit laughed loudly, and rushed up with a pair of maces, without giving Yuan a chance to react.

The result is conceivable. In just one round, Yuan turned into a bowling ball and was knocked out of more than ten meters.

The power he used to be proud of was just a joke in front of the other side, not of the same order of magnitude at all.

The opponent's attack has not ended yet. This is just the beginning. A pair of terrifyingly huge maces danced like a whirlwind. It was obviously a pair of extremely rough benzene weapons, but it showed a trace of cleverness. The Yuan had no way to hide, and was hammered by the opponent and flew everywhere.

Fortunately, he didn't seem to be injured here, but he just knocked him away, but his body was not injured at all. He sighed in his heart again that the other party's supernatural powers were great.

Under the other party's crazy beating, the doubts in Yuan's heart had completely disappeared.

Only the ancestor spirit can be so powerful, can play with yourself like a child, and can make yourself unharmed under this blow.

This blow lasted for a quarter of an hour. The ancestor giant stopped and shook his head and said, "It's too far. I have the strength but I don't have any skills. You have thrown away all the things left by our ancestors."

"I am embarrassing my ancestors." Yuan, who was beaten up by a madman, looked ashamed.

"If you lose the past, you will lose it. Anyway, you have to learn how to use the power of the ancestor spirit. Let's learn together the skills of using weapons. I have single stick technique and double stick technique here. Which one are you going to learn first?" asked the ancestor spirit giant.

"Of course it's a double stick technique." Yuan said without hesitation. He was deeply impressed by the other party's attack. He liked the continuous and violent attack method very much.

"Since you have already chosen, what are you waiting for? Condensing your double sticks, let's start." The ancestor giant urged.

"Okay!" Yuan nodded excitedly.

The Yuan, who was immersed in the state of learning, completely forgot the time and worked tirelessly.

At the beginning, it was just a simple double stick technique.

Later, the Ancestral Spirit Giant injected extremely mysterious Ancestral Spirit text into his soul consciousness, allowing him to visualize day and night in his spare time, and wait until he could borrow the power of the Ancestral Spirit to be considered successful.

Originally, he was training here alone, and soon a new tribe member joined in.

Some of these tribesmen worshipped the ancestor giant, and some of them were questioned.

For those who are questioning, this time, there is no need for the Ancestral Giant to take action. The pioneers led by Ancestral Giant who have been abused by the Ancestral Giant will tell them with their fists that they should be respectful here and must never question the authenticity of the Ancestral Spirit.

They are all selected warriors. It is their unshirkable responsibility to revitalize their racial glory and rescue their racial from suffering. This is what the ancestors have given them.

All the suffering they had experienced before was for this moment.

Sean was very satisfied with this result.

Sean was not sure whether the ancestor spirit believed in by the Kentana barbarians really existed.

But the ancestor spirit has a relatively wide belief among the Kentana barbarians, which is undoubtedly true.

Logically speaking, their social system with relatively loose internal structure should not be able to develop a relatively unified belief.

But his belief in the ancestors really exists among the Kentana barbarians.

At first, Sean was also full of doubts, until he and the Clan Locke systematically sorted out the language of the Kentana barbarians and found the root cause.

The ancestor spirit is a general term, not specifically to a certain individual, but to the ancestors of the Kentana barbarians. It is more of a memorial to the ancestors than to believe in it.

Compared with orthodox beliefs, this kind of ancestral belief is easier to pass on because every family will have a father, and the family connections of the Kentana Barbarians are far closer than ordinary families. Because without the family, those underage Kentana Barbarians have no possibility of growing up. Before mastering unique hunting skills, they must rely entirely on their families.

This custom has caused them to have deeper feelings for their family and the previous generation who raised them, and regard them as their guardians, just like when they were young, even though they had left themselves for many years and had passed down from generation to generation, they had even been integrated into their language.

The battle of honor before the ancestors is regarded as their highest honor.

However, the inheritance has been passed down for too long, and probably not many Kentana barbarians can explain this matter clearly. The concept is naturally more vague, and it may not necessarily be integrated into the worship of giants.

Sean doesn't care about the specific reason, and he is not verifying the origin of the faith of the Kentana barbarians. He just wants to take advantage of this.

It doesn't matter that the ancestor spirits believed in by the Kentana barbarians have no set goals. They can help them to be concrete. As long as there are enough people who firmly believe in it, even if it is fake, it will become real, not to mention that what he is preparing is a combination punch.

Facing his combination of punches, even smart people will be stunned, let alone the Kentana barbarians with relatively simple thinking.
To be continued...