Chapter 413 New God Appears
The light of the saint finally shines on every Human Race and orc on the battlefield.
Many Human Race cried loudly again and fell to their knees looking at Zhao Yu.
Although Beastman Race didn't quite understand what faith was, he still stared at Zhao Yu blankly.
far away.
Blood was sprinkled all over the ground, and the corpses were placed quietly like mountain peaks.
I don't know when it started.
A series of reassuring prayers suddenly sounded.
"Praise the great saint, you have brought us stability!"
"Holy girl, you will become the ultimate immortal and eternal god..."
"Holy Saint, please indulge us and let us walk in this world and become your lambs."
"Praise the Saint!"
"Praise the Saint!!"
Looking at the pretentious time-travelers in the crowd, Zhao Yu couldn't help but feel relieved in his heart.
The person who just took the lead in believing in himself was actually a time traveler.
Before the war started, Zhao Yu had already bribed these people.
The purpose is to be able to give myself a helping hand at this time.
What?
You said that bribery of a few more people could easily lead to things being exposed?
Please.
If you don't bribe a few people, what should you do if the person you bribed is hacked to death on the battlefield?
Is it possible to shake people in the live broadcast room?
"I... feel that my power is getting stronger... it seems like I am one step away from becoming Second Stage?"
Zhao Yu At this moment, he couldn't help but mutter to himself in the live broadcast room.
He harvested not only the stupid natives outside, but also the audience in the live broadcast room.
After all, who says believers must be indigenous?
The edge of the battlefield.
A piece of rotten meat was slowly squirming. The direction he was going was not the territory of Human Race and the orcs, let alone the territory of the undead Undead Race.
It is a valley with overgrown grass and no life in sight.
"Hahaha, Divine Emissary of Witchcraft... You stupid guy, why haven't you figured out why you died until now?"
Zhuge Buliang moved his body while using words to attack the resistance coming from his body.
Yes.
Although he has mastered this part of his body, the power left behind by Divine Emissary of Witchcraft is still strong and continues to hinder his control.
"If I were you, I would slowly become the king, build walls, and accumulate food.
What's the use of having so many personal calculators? You have to make sure they give you advice and are willing not to trick you!"
Zhuge Buliang said as he urged the piece of rotten meat to come under a big tree.
There is a crystal emitting gleaming light on the forehead of his soul body, and there is an almost pure power inside that is constantly flowing.
With the help of this power, this piece of rotten flesh began to heal continuously, and the power belonging to Divine Emissary of Witchcraft was constantly being worn away.
Finally, in order to vent the anger in his heart, Zhuge Buliang directly committed murder.
"Actually, I'm lying to you. Even if you find the so-called Human Race wise men, they may not be able to help you with math, because they have never studied advanced mathematics at all.
In fact, the human computer you are looking for has always been in Undead Race. As long as you are willing to provide inheritance, there are dozens of people willing to act as calculators for you!"
Poof!
The moment Zhuge Buliang finished speaking, he instantly felt a small explosion coming from the body he controlled.
It seems that the remaining power of Divine Emissary of Witchcraft directly self-destructed.
"Young people are still too immature. When they encounter such a small setback, they choose to take it upon themselves, so that they can become great talents in the future?"
Zhuge Buliang, I still have to chase and kill you at this time.
What?
You ask, how can he become a great person in the future if he is already dead?
Just because he can't become a great person, Zhuge Buliang dares to scold him!
"Okay, you can start a live broadcast to attract the attention of the live broadcast room and Undead Race!
I also need a computer to help me calculate some numbers, and... the computing power requirement of this promotion path is a bit too strong..."
Taking advantage of this time, Zhuge Buliang, who recovered his body, simply started the live broadcast.
"Okay family members, long time no see, do you miss me?"
Zhuge Buliang, while skillfully greeting the familiar friends in the live broadcast room, pushed Witch Power to build and stimulate his left and right hands.
This weird scene immediately stunned the water friends who had just entered the live broadcast room.
[No, buddy, what race are you? When did you master such an incredible ability to grow into a human form from a piece of bacon?]
[Why does the anchor look familiar to me? It seems to be Divine Emissary of Witchcraft?]
[I remembered that this was an anchor I had been following before. It seemed to be Zhuge Buliang hanging on Divine Emissary of Witchcraft?]
[By the way, wasn't Divine Emissary of Witchcraft beaten into a pile of rotten flesh? How come he still has the ability to resurrect from the dead? Isn't it too unnatural?]
[Can anyone tell me what kind of live broadcast room this is? Could it be the Slime live broadcast room?]
[Wow, wow, anchor, anchor, you finally took it out from that guy's hand, congratulations!]
Zhuge Buliang glanced at the live broadcast room and found that no one was attacking him. On the contrary, they were particularly curious about his current situation.
It may be because the number of people is too small, or it may be because the water friends in the live broadcast room are of relatively high quality.
"I now have control over Divine Emissary of Witchcraft's body. If any Undead Race wants to join me, I will be willing to provide them with promotion and continue the inheritance of First Stage!
Don't just think about practicing to improve yourself. Without a complete path and system, even if you are promoted to First Stage, you will still be the weakest!"
Said.
Zhuge Buliang, pointed his newly constructed arm at the hillside in the distance.
The next moment, a jet of black light condensed and shot out.
Boom!
In less than thirty seconds, the mountain peak was instantly dissolved and turned into black scorched earth, with all kinds of strange gases floating on it.
"You see, as long as you mess with me, Undead Race may have such power!
As for other races, such as orcs, Human Race, but there is no way, because Witchcraft has very high requirements for death Spiritual Qi!"
What a pity.
The friends who have just entered the live broadcast room don't care about inheritance or race.
Their current words directly formed a large area of general expressions.
[A new god is born!]
[Wow, Kaka, anchor, anchor, hurry up and conquer all the Second Stage strong men!]
[I heard Ye Xuefeng say that Second Stage has the power to attract him to another world. Anchor, have you ever experienced such a feeling?]
[Anchor anchor, can you show me how to enlarge and thicken your arms? Don't think too much, I'm talking about your arms!]
[Oh?! It turns out you upstairs have been talking about arms. I thought you were talking about... talking about arms!]