Even when Zhao Qi was slowly telling the sky, the huge prelude that unfolded by him finally slowly opened a gap.

The long Tyron main material world, countless villages are like scattered pearls, forming the unique social background and style of the Tyron world, which makes people look at it.

Today is in a small village that is still inconspicuous, with iron and blood, flames and winds, crying and wailing. It seems to have become the eternal background here.

In this era, bandits, bandits and bandits constantly attacking various villages is simply normal.

Sometimes other races, even the military of the country, also came to play such roles.

After all, the worldly turmoil twenty years ago in the Great World of Tyron, even if sometimes the church of the gods and the legends above the tenth level or the help of demigods in the world were repaired, the impact caused was simply impossible to soothe.

This kind of ethnic displacement has changed more than one continental landform, and several large kingdoms have collapsed into dozens of city-states, or simply changed dynasties and changed faiths.

Twenty years? Not only did the turmoil not calm down, but it became even more intense under the intentional or unintentional indulgence of the gods, as well as the whispers of the evil gods and evil gods.

How could this pain and sorrow that is not deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and how could it be possible to bear the most sweet and pious faith!

In such an environment, not to mention ordinary people, even those low-level and mid-level extraordinary people have the power to do so, and they always feel like they have to subvert their lives!

In the small village where iron blood and fire were intertwined, dozens of robbers with worn clothes but fierce and vicious look on their faces that could suffocate people surrounded the place.

These robbers were fierce in their aura, and the black and red demonic aura in their eyes was even more stimulating under the reflection of their blood.

Even though the farmers and hunters in this village resisted desperately, how could ordinary agricultural tools be their opponents? But after a few breaths, they were cut off and broke a few joints, and they all lost their breath.

For a moment, the crying of the women and children here could not be stopped. In such an environment, there was no other meaning except to stimulate their fierceness.

"Hahaha, the old man, I'm not young anymore. This is a good power. It seems that when I was young, I was also an excellent soldier."

The weapons intersected, and a wild scream came from the sound of audacity.

"Ahem, I don't know whether it's excellent or not, but killing you will not take my strength at all." Two figures completely wrestled in the square of the village. An old man covered in explosive muscles gasped and spoke indifferently.

"Idiot old man. You are just an ordinary retired warrior, not even a noble jazz title. You are older and weak, and you can't even maintain the power of a first-level warrior. How many times can you fight out the power just now? Once, twice or three times? After all, you are not a second-level warrior, just a useless old man who has not even inspired his fighting spirit."

I saw a burst of oily red light flowing on the robber leader's body. In an instant, his power exploded more than doubled! The long sword in his hand swept hard, and a low sound of sonic boom burst out!

The next moment, he chopped the old man into the burning flames. He didn't even say anything extra, and he had no breath.

Seeing that the only old man in his village who could fight with the robbers died in front of him, the crying sounds in the village were even more ruthless. Even though Mr. Clake was still the guardian of his village, he had no ability in the face of such a situation.

"It's all the best raw materials." A thin robber with one eye was poked blinded as he looked at the cry of nearly a hundred people, and couldn't help laughing. "Dedicate them to Lord Clesto, we may also enter the threshold of formal soldiers, good materials, good materials. Our future depends on them."

"Yes." The bandit leader who slashed the old man close to the sea of ​​fire with one knife could not help but nodded, "Our future depends on them. Their souls and flesh are all the favorite things of Lord Clesto. What are you watching? Kill them!"

"yes……"

Cheers and grief became the main body here.

"I'm really unwilling to accept it. If I could be thirty years younger, I could have chopped off these bastards! What a pity... I'm too old."

** Feeling the pain of being infinitely attacked by the fire, the old man couldn't help but grin and various internal organs and solidified blood fragments flowed out. With his decades of combat experience, he already knew that he had no chance of survival.

"It's a pity that I have too many secret injuries. If I had been able to break through to the second-level warrior, nothing would have happened."

After decades of his life as a soldier, countless hidden wounds have been ambushed in his body, and he has not received regular treatment and is nourished by good strange things.

In addition, he is too old. Being able to barely maintain the level of a first-level warrior is already the blessing of the God of War. This battle is just an introduction, not the main reason at all.

"I'm not willing to give up, great God of War, I'm really unwilling to give up. I don't want to die silently. I have something to protect, I don't want to die!!!

Great God of War, can you hear my prayers?”

The silent prayer in the fire shouted in the old man's heart, but his aging chest could no longer make any sound!

"God of War... can you respond to a request from your humble believer?"

Clake's blood had already shed, and the tears had dried up a long time ago.

But for a moment, I still had the urge to cry! My home in the second half of my life was about to be destroyed.

As long as he can protect the village, let alone the gods, he is willing to trade with him!

"Is that true? A brave and courageous soldier, do you really have something to protect?"

In a silence, a rough and high sound was like a sound coming from the holy mountain on the other end of the world echoing in his ears. It was like a dream, but also extremely clear.

"Yes, as long as I can have the power to protect me, I want to protect me, even if I ask me to give my soul, I am willing."

Like the last straw of a drowning man, Old Man Clake seemed to be shouting with all his soul's power.

"I know that first-level souls are not worth much, but this is already my most valuable thing."

"It's just that it's completely inconsistent with the teachings of the God of War, is it the same?"

“Yes, I can abandon my faith in God.”

"Okay, very good. It's great that you can find what you want to protect, a cowardly soldier." The great voice seemed to sigh at this moment.

"Soldier. Remember your words and remember your touch. This is the essence of your power and my essence!!"

In an instant, a bright light seemed to pass through the sky. A small meteor directly smashed into the fire!

"What's going on, what's going on."

"I don't know. Could it be that the god who brought down the police oath?"

"What a joke? The gods are so high that they can't stand with us."

The scene in front of me was beyond the imagination of these people. It was just a village that had been slaughtered, so there wouldn't be such a big reaction.

At this time, in the endless fire, Clake was wrapped in flames, and he walked out of the burning flames with his upper body.

Step by step, his old face changed rapidly, and his old age, middle age, was finally frozen in the appearance of the young man.

On the exposed skin, various pale tones like ashes paint countless divine patterns.

This is the blessing of Mother Earth God, and it is also a divine curse!

"Who are you! Damn, who are you!"

"You guys deserve to die!!"

Clake's fingers slid in the void, and two chains were wrapped around, and the long sword phantom that revealed the endless glory of divine blood and the curse was held in his hand!

After stroking the Chaos Sword, he showed a sincere smile.

"Old guy, it's been a long time since we met! I didn't expect that we would meet again after the Ragnarok dusk.
Chapter completed!