One by one, the warriors walked out of the stone walls. They wore different armors and held different weapons.
Every one of them looked no different from a living person.
However, Jenn could tell at a glance that these people were the "protagonists" of the murals. He even saw the warrior who pierced a child with a spear.
With this, the true identity of these warriors could be confirmed.
"Petitioners … They actually used petitioners to guard the tomb. It seems like there's really something wrong here."
The so-called petitioners were the incarnations of the souls of the believers of the gods after they died.
Just like in Jenn's God Realm, all the believers who believed in Jenn would return to his God Realm after they died, become his people, and live a new life.
Of course, the forms of petitioners of every god were different.
For example, the devout Dark Elves would be reborn as Wax Demons after they died and serve Lorci.
As for the believers of the Nine Saints, most of them would turn into angels and head to the Sky Kingdom to serve their god.
As for Jenn's believers, they would be reborn as lolis and become Jenn's loyal and reliable subordinates … Well, this was all a trick.
Of course, the petitioners were stronger than ordinary warriors, but they were not completely invincible.
Generally speaking, petitioners were more likely to show off in front of their believers. However, if they encountered legendary mages who did not believe in their main god, they would only be slightly more troublesome enemies.
Take the Wax Demons for example. Even the Legendary Matriarch of the Dark Elves, who could destroy a Dark Elf Family with a wave of her hand, could only tremble and kneel before her. This was because the power of the Dark Elf Matriarch came from Lorci, and the petitioners, who were servants of the gods, could retract the bestowed power according to their authority.
Therefore, no matter how powerful a Dark Elf Matriarch was, if the Wax Demons were really enraged, the pitiful Dark Elf Matriarch would instantly become a weak paper tiger.
This was because petitioners would retract the source of their strength, and when that time came, the pitiful believers would no longer possess that great power.
To put it bluntly, the Petitioners could only be tyrannical in their own home, but they couldn't be placed outside.
The Melting Wax Demon's ability to change its shape at will was indeed very powerful, but in the eyes of a Legendary-mage, she could kill as many as she wanted. As long as she didn't have to worry about provoking Lorci, she could easily crush them.
Of course, petitioners and deities were different.
If the gods were compared to the emperors, then people like Enoya who were favored by the gods would be the prime minister and generals, while petitioners would be more like eunuchs.
It could rely on the Emperor's favor to do whatever it wanted, but if it were to face foreign troops, it would basically be captured and beheaded. No matter how much the Emperor loved it, it would be useless.
"Interesting …"
Looking at the petitioners slowly surrounding him, a smile appeared in Zayen's eyes.
Jenn didn't care about the strength of these petitioners. Even if he hadn't become a god, it wouldn't take him too long to deal with them.
However, the existence of these petitioners was very obvious. Petitioners were believers of the gods, and if the gods perished, the petitioners would also perish along with their gods.
But these petitioners were actually still alive …
"Enoya, Frostmourne, kill them all!"
If it were in the past, perhaps Jenn would have some reservations.
But it was different now. His God's Territory had enveloped this entire space.
This meant that even if he killed these petitioners, their souls would have nowhere to escape and could only be absorbed by his God's Territory as nourishment.
That was why Zayen made his decision without hesitation. He reached out for the hilt of his sword. At the next moment, the Shadow Blade was silently drawn from his waist. It streaked forward with a strange, dark, gray light ribbon.
The dark and boundless shadow turned into a substantial form at that moment, splitting everything that dared to come into contact with it into two.
The petitioners didn't even have the time to unleash their weapons before they were sliced apart along with their owners. Then, they let out a series of mournful wails and disappeared completely.
On the other side, facing the enemies that surrounded her, Enoya gently waved the staff in her hand and pointed it forward.
Along with this action, a dazzling, meteor-like light beam shot out from the top of the staff and quickly split apart. In the blink of an eye, it turned into hundreds of bright and dazzling light beams that bombarded the enemies in front of her.
Along with a loud explosion and flames, the petitioners who dared to approach Enoya completely disappeared in the explosion of the meteor bombardment.
Compared to Jenn's strange and elusive movements and Enoya's loud roar, Frostmourne's previous posture was completely different. Facing the petitioners who rushed forward with weapons in hand, the young girl raised the greatsword in her hand and swung it forward with force.
The enormous, sharp blade easily shattered the weapons in the petitioners' hands as though it was cutting butter. Then Frostmourne held the greatsword with both hands and swung it from the bottom up. The next moment, accompanied by screams and ear-piercing wails, a soul storm instantly erupted from the top of the greatsword, spinning like a tornado and sweeping the petitioners into it before mercilessly tearing them into pieces.
In just a moment, more than half of the petitioners who surrounded the three of them to try to stop them had been eliminated. Whether it was Jenn, a quasi-god, Enoya, a god's favored, or Frostmourne, who had the power of a demigod, these simple petitioners could not stop them.
Their resistance was more like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. It was meaningless.
With explosions and flames, the petitioners were quickly wiped out.
They tried to attack Jenn, but the dark shadow released by the Shadow Blade was like an insurmountable barrier, blocking the petitioners from continuing forward.
Following that, the dark and flickering blade flew past, taking away the lives and souls of the petitioners one after another.
Boom!!
Just as Zayen once again destroyed the petitioners in front of him, and then mercilessly devoured their remnant souls.
Suddenly, with a soft sound, the sarcophagus on the stone platform suddenly jumped.
Almost at the same time, the short swords in the hands of the four soul messengers around the sarcophagus changed their direction at the same time!