Chapter 11

In a simple village, Chen Ming silently watched the soldiers fighting in front of him.

He stood there, emitting an invisible radiance. The light was pure, with a great vitality and the true meaning of nature.

He meditated silently, and the divine personality in his body silently calculated the evolution, as if he were thinking about gains and losses.

After a while, he raised his head and looked at the side beaten and retreated by the invaders.

At this time, the form on the battlefield is very clear. In this way, they have no hope, but none of them surrender, just because they know clearly what the consequences of surrender are.

It was a terrible abyss, and the tribes living on this land were extremely realistic and cruel. They knew the enemy's purpose and what would happen if they were captured, so everyone fought hard, although it could not save anything.

On the other side, their enemy smiled ferociously, with dense scars on his thin body, but he continued to sprint without paying attention. The enemy is about to collapse and victory is at hand.

Among these people, a middle-aged man with a patterned face attracted Chen Ming's attention.

The other party seemed to be the leader of the village. He was wearing a simple leather armor and rushed forward with a spear. He was very brave. In this process, a touch of light red on his head could not help but turbulence.

When Chen Ming looked again, he saw a faint red on the other side's head. He couldn't help struggling, but he was deeply shrouded in a layer of black robbery gas, so he couldn't struggle out.

He immediately knew that if there was no external force, he would be killed by the other party.

So, his palm a little, a little mind attached to the body.

This is a distraction. It is just a differentiation of the soul. It not only has little power, but also has a time limit.

On the other side, the man waved his spear and stabbed an enemy to the ground. However, there was no excitement in his heart. On the contrary, his heart was full of despair.

On the field, there are not many people who belong to him. There were only dozens of people left, but there were hundreds of people across the street. They were about to be destroyed.

Thinking of the consequences of being captured in failure, he couldn't help trembling physically and mentally, and couldn't help but be filled with despair.

At this moment, he thought of his wife and children in the village, hundreds of wounded, and the old, weak, women and children in the rear. If he failed, their fate would be very tragic.

He clenched his teeth, squeezed his last strength, and rushed forward with a spear in his hand.

Touch!

Suddenly, the spear was blocked. Opposite, a big man with a strong figure looked at him with a ferocious smile, with blood in his eyes. The whole person exuded a bloodthirsty madness.

He looked at the middle-aged man, fiercely grabbed the spear and laughed: "Bamu, you have no strength. Don't surrender quickly."

"Don't think about it." opposite, the middle-aged man named Bamu bit his teeth and said.

"Then go and die," said the big man, with a ferocious smile, so he stabbed him with the captured spear.

"It's over." looking at the closer and closer spearhead, he couldn't help feeling powerless. With a tired body, he has really tried his best. Thinking of his wife and children behind him, he couldn't help but despair and had to close his eyes to die.

"Do you want to live?"

At this time, a voice whispered in his ear, with a dignity and a clear spirit.

"Who is it? I'm not dead?" questions rose in his mind. He opened his eyes fiercely, but found a shocking scene in front of him.

The man opposite kept a ferocious smile. He was still waving his spear, but stabbed very slowly, as if an action had been slowed down many, many times.

Beside him, other people were also average. His movements were slowed to the extreme, and time seemed to stagnate for a moment.

He wanted to turn his head to see if he was also ordinary behind him, but he was shocked to find that his body seemed to have lost control and could not move.

Then a great will came to mind. In a grand sacrifice, Bamu seemed to see a towering ancient tree with great divine power.

"Do you want to save your wife and children, soldiers and tribes?"

The opposite voice asked again, this time. Without hesitation, Bamu shouted in his heart, "what should I do?"

"It's easy to be my believer and worship me as the God of your tribe."

This time, the other party hesitated, but then, thinking of the current situation, he decided to say, "I do."

"Very good." the voice sounded again, but this time, it gradually fluctuated and seemed to be about to disappear

Seeing this, Bamu hurriedly said, "what should I do!"

"Do whatever you want."

Bamu was stunned and didn't understand, but then he was pushed out by a force and returned to the original scene.

Time seemed to recover, and the spear stabbed in the face stabbed firmly into Bamu's body under Bamu's confused eyes in despair.

Poof!

The spear pierced the body, but there was no sound of piercing into the flesh and blood.

Opposite, the man looked at the spear in horror.

I saw that when the spear was about to pierce Bamu's body, a light appeared on Bamu's body and shrouded it. The hard and sharp spear was resisted by the other party's flesh.

"Ha ha!" seeing this scene, he felt the warmth shrouded in his body. He looked up and laughed, with some tears in it. A feeling of the rest of his life filled his heart.

"Go to hell with me!" he rushed forward fiercely, feeling his body light. The fatigue he had fought for a long time disappeared, and he was full of endless strength. He punched the other party before the other party reacted.

"What a fast speed!" the man opposite said in horror. Then he felt his whole body light. His whole body was beaten and flew several meters away. Even after landing, the whole body was detonated by the divine power carried in the fist and directly exploded, leaving no bones.

"This power." Bamu looked at his achievements, felt his strength at the moment, and fell into shock.

Then he looked at the enemies gathered around him and constantly encircled and suppressed his people, and his hatred surged into his heart again.

He rushed directly into the enemy crowd. In the shocked eyes of the crowd, he was invulnerable and invincible. Anyone who is rubbed by his fist will be beaten away.

In the end, everyone across the street was gathered and surrounded by him.

Looking at the enemy who was deeply afraid of him, Bamu laughed and waved a punch forward without spitting out his divine power.

In fact, Bamu only hit this punch unintentionally and didn't expect to hurt the enemy. However, it seemed that a certain frequency was matched. In his body, a magic brand shook gently. In the frightened eyes of everyone present, the scene changed.

As if the void had been pierced, the space in his eyes exploded, and a green star fell slowly with magnificent divine power. Just for a moment, he hit a pit several meters wide in front of him, and I don't know how many people were killed at once.

Magic, meteorite.

Naturally, Chen Ming will not let the other party kill the enemy with one punch. While giving the other party divine power, he also gives the other party the most powerful divine skill at present. Finally, it was triggered in a moment.

Opposite, the team finally ran away. They looked at Bamu with horror and fear, as if they saw the devil from hell.

And Bamu did not pursue. At the moment, he was still addicted to the power of the attack.

He raised his hand and felt the mighty power in his body. He couldn't help saying, "I did that just now?"

In the dilapidated village, Bamu takes the lead and is tall.

Behind him, the injured people looked at him with a worshipful face. In front of him, the enemy was frightened and fled. Set him off like the God of war.