The first thousand two hundred and fifty-four chapters of the wealth of the gods
"You are a wise man! How can you say you don't know?" Hearing the old man's words, Modo laughed, but although he was laughing, there was fire burning in his eyes.
"There are so many things I don't know, but now there's just one more thing. I don't understand why humans can be so ignorant and short-sighted?"
The old man's helpless voice echoed in the pale white flames. What happened now was far beyond his expectation. He found that his expectations for the race he was born into were too high.
ah!!
A shrill and desperate scream suddenly sounded in the silent night, and this sudden scream immediately attracted the hunter's attention.
"What's going on?"
"There may be a monster appearing." Modo, who was paying close attention, heard more sounds. He heard the shouts and dying cries of many poor people, so he changed his statement,
"No, a monster has already appeared."
The hunter's face became serious because of this, but within this solemnity, there was uncontrollable excitement.
"In this case, this conversation is over and you can do what you should do without thinking about these things that make you upset and angry."
"Um."
The man stood up, and the metal box behind him trembled slightly as a layer of red flames emerged from his body. There was a faint trembling sound of metal, and an evil aura that made insects and rats run away began to spread.
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In a huge temporarily renovated slum in a slum where sewage flows, a faint light shines through the doors and windows, and hysterical screams come from inside, breaking the silence of the night. Dozens of people
The frightened poor people ran out of it with a look of panic on their faces.
"What's going on?"
The sudden commotion immediately attracted the attention of the guards who had just started patrolling the slums a few days ago. The patrols wearing light armor and carrying steam muskets ran toward the shanty houses where the abnormality had occurred.
"Why are you running around? Didn't I tell you? You must stay in a lighted area at night and don't enter a dark area."
Seeing the civilians running around like headless flies, the patrol officers shouted and scolded them mercilessly.
"Someone has turned into a monster!" Seeing the policeman who they usually hated appeared, the poor people who were almost crazy with fear seemed to have seen a savior and hurriedly surrounded him.
"Monster?" Seeing the expressions on the faces of these civilians, the captain of the patrol couldn't help but feel uneasy, but there was no strange expression on his face. He took off the steam torch on his shoulder that could penetrate the steel plate.
Grab, reach out and wave forward,
"Come on, let the so-called monsters inside see how powerful we are at fighting."
Upon hearing the captain's order, all patrol members took off their muskets and rushed into the hut. Then the patrol officers who raised their weapons and were about to pull the trigger were all stunned, or they were all stunned.
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People, or monsters that were once people, were biting the crying poor people, and the disgusting smell of blood filled the air. Such a bloody and dirty scene scared the small patrol policemen who usually only maintain public security in the city.
Such an emergency is beyond their ability to bear and handle, but even if they can't handle it at this time, they must bite the bullet because this humanoid monster with twisted limbs has set its sights on them.
"Fire!"
The patrol leader who finally walked into the shack saw the monster with a huge body and dazzling blood stains on the corners of its mouth, and gave the attack order without thinking.
Bang! Bang! Bang...
Hot steam filled the air, and more than a dozen projectiles with strong power were shot into the monster's body. Under the eyes of humans with surprise and expectation, these were made, and the most important thing was to kill their own kind.
Weapons have also achieved good results on monsters.
The muscles were torn, the bones were smashed, the broken bones were splashed, and the slightly corrosive blood spilled on the ground. In just a moment, the terrifying body of the ferocious monster turned into a piece of broken rags.
cloth.
But in the next moment, before humans could even cheer, the horrific injuries on the monsters healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, completely unreasonable.
Such a scene immediately frightened the ordinary people on the patrol. Their mentality was completely shattered. And just when they were crying and preparing to escape like the fleeing poor people before, a metal box filled with red light suddenly appeared.
It crashed through the roof, fell from the sky, and crushed the monster into mincemeat.
"What's this?"
The patrol leader, who thought that if he didn't run faster, would become the food of the monster, he saw the metal box with mysterious inscriptions in the house, and his mind was greatly shocked. What just happened was like a roller coaster, with ups and downs.
, his mind is completely blank now.
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you call back all the scattered civilians quickly? Without the protection of the exorcism lamp, they may all become corrupted and turn into monsters."
Modo descended from the sky with a red light and landed in the middle of the shack, leaving two large footprints. Then with extraordinary power, he gave orders to these ignorant mortals.
"Who are you? Why are you ordering me?" The captain saw a familiar similar person. Although he seemed to have incomprehensible power, of course he was not timid with the steam musket in hand.
"I asked you to find all the people who ran away, didn't you hear? Do you think there are dozens more monsters like that just now?" The man who was questioned raised his eyebrows and became even more powerful.
The patrol leader, who was facing the gaze of an extraordinary being, was slightly stagnant in breathing. Then his mind became clearer and he quickly called his subordinates to find someone.
He seemed to have vaguely heard of such existence, but this was not something he should deal with. The big shots above should greet him, and he could just bow his head and obey orders.
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"Your Excellency, something is wrong here! I always feel like there is something spying on me around me. But I can never find it."
A strong man with loose red hair walked in front of him. A young man with black hair and golden eyes muttered, looking around from time to time, "What's going on?"
"There is indeed a big guy here, but the so-called spying is just because you are too passionate. Although I feel that he is not in a good condition, it is not like he has not come to spy on you."
Muria walked with Oston, who had transformed into human form, in a city that seemed to be in the steam age, but the steam technology displayed in this city was also mixed with other things.
"What big guy?" Auston asked enthusiastically. He was begging for nothing, insisting on staying outside even though he was suppressed by the laws of the big world. Isn't it just for the excitement brought by this kind of randomness and unknown?
"What do you think?" Muria glanced at the giant dragon who was very much following along and joining in the fun. Although his strength was partially suppressed by the laws of the world, his own strength was not bad and he was still very good as a thug.
"Could it be..." Auston recalled what Muria said he wanted to do when he brought him into this rural world that looked like a remote rural area, and he suddenly thought suddenly and thought, "Could it be God?"
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"Otherwise? Apart from existence at this level, what else do you think can attract my attention?"
"There are actually gods in such a rundown rural place. Tsk tsk, it's really rare." After confirming Muria's purpose, Auston's eyes changed when he looked at everything around him.
In the eyes of mortals, gods represent the supreme and omnipotent. But in the eyes of ancient dragons like him, gods represent the pinnacle of a cultivation system and possess the strongest extraordinary power. Such beings generally possess
Possessing wealth that is comparable to, or even surpasses, their power.
Generally speaking, no ancient dragon would seek to steal the wealth of a god. After all, it is not very difficult for even the weakest god to kill an ancient dragon that is only in the legendary realm.
But the situation is different now. Next to him is an epic who can exert his full power at any time and at any time. With such power, it is not a big problem to kill a god who has a problem, right?
As the closest servant to this being, it's not too much to drink some soup. Even if the core essence of the wealth accumulated by the gods is taken away, the rest is enough for him.
"The more ignorant and backward a place is, the easier it is to breed faith and create gods. But ignorance is not the only way to maintain faith."
Muria looked at everything around him with a dull look. The city in front of him was indeed very shabby, but this city was shrouded in a power of a high enough level, and the owner of this power made his heart move.
"Your Majesty, where is that god? Let's go find him now!" Auston, who felt he was qualified to share the wealth of a god, urged impatiently.
"have no idea."
"Don't know? How could you not know?" Auston felt a little irritable, "You are an epic,"
"But the one I want to hunt is also the God who is equal to me. Although He is not in a good condition, He is hiding very deep, making it difficult for me to find him!"
Muria looked up at the sky, and he could see the faint power that enveloped the entire city and belonged to a god.
"interesting!"
In the epic vision, Muria could see that this weak divine power was slowly growing with the help of the entire city. This was undoubtedly the power of the priesthood controlled by this god...
Jealousy, resentment, fear... Negative emotions that are useless to mortals are the best materials for a god to use for recovery.
And gods who can gain power from these negative emotions will undoubtedly become Muria's target. Gods with such power are definitely evil gods.