To what extent did the Void worship the strong?
If you were one of the three giants of the Kingdom of God, all the warriors of the Kingdom of God would make way for you.
If you were one of the eight emperors of God, all the beasts of the Void would make way for you.
If you were one of Åling, all the living creatures would make way for you.
Today, today.
All the strong in the Void hated one person the most: the scarecrow! Whether it was the ordinary warriors or the giants of the forces, they all hated the scarecrow. However, if the scarecrow suddenly said, "You are very interesting, come here, I want to kill you …" Everyone believed that at least half of them would be willing to stretch their necks and wait for death.
It seemed unbelievable, but this was the worship of the strong.
Of course, only the scarecrow had this kind of 'charm', and the eight emperors of God were far from it.
Under normal circumstances.
In the eyes of ordinary people, the Saint realm was equivalent to 'God'.
In the eyes of the Void Warriors, a super strong person with a name and a nickname was the God of God. Therefore, this kind of person was not only the God of Truth, but also above the truth. To be more extreme, this kind of person could say that black was white, and white was black, and there would be people who would believe it. Because their level was beyond everyone's understanding, they could really see different rules.
Some super strong people could even distort the normal rules, turning normal into abnormal, turning wrong into right.
Therefore.
They were above the gods, and they were above the truth.
In people's hearts, there were three kinds of strong people: The first kind was the strong people who could avoid the dangers of the Void. The second kind was the strong people who could adapt to the Void. The third kind was the strong people who bowed their heads to in the Void. The second kind was the gods that people worshipped, and the third kind was the ruler of the rules that made people lose themselves.
How did the apostles of the Old Devil Academy feel when they saw Tang Shidao?
In ancient times.
It was probably equivalent to a group of children of local officials and a poor person entering the academy at the same time. Originally, they had a sense of superiority. When they met again, they found that this classmate was the Crown Prince who had hidden his name and was very friendly to them … Their feelings at this moment could be imagined.
Putting aside these juniors.
Did the Star Lords of the Kingdom of God feel bad?
No.
In their hearts, the three giants of the Kingdom of God and the first saint Tang Shidao were equivalent to the level of the 'Emperor', and they were only the nobles. When the group of Marquises saw the arrival of the Emperor, how could they not be excited? Normally, they were also worshipped, but when they encountered an existence of a higher level, they would react the same way. On the surface, no one talked about the First Saint, but now that Tang Shidao was about to show up, they still came over to curry favor with him.
It had to be said.
In fact, in the void, there was not only the worship of experts, but also the worship of ancient artifacts. In some of the forces in the Void, the number one 'boss' wasn't a human or a magical beast, but an ancient artifact. They worshiped their magic tools very highly. Only when their forces were in danger would they ask their 'boss' to take action to eliminate the enemy.
Are these people idiots?
No!
There were many such forces in the void, and no one found their actions strange. Looking at it from another perspective, some of the mortal races viewed the earth as their mother. Were they fools? That's not true either. Different levels worshipped different things. There was nothing wrong with worshipping the mountain, the sea, the earth, and the sun.
"Brother Tang, there's news from the outside. Mute Monk is being attacked outside the borders of the Divine Nation. Do you want to go and take a look?"
In order to please the First Saint, the apostles were willing to do anything.
Everyone knew that gifts were useless.
But sometimes, news was more valuable than anything else.
"Thank you. Xue Li, whose news is this? "Tang Shidao was a little surprised. He couldn't believe that something had happened to Mute Monk. Seeing Xue Li pulling an excited female apostle, he knew that he needed to give something back.
"It's her, Bai Li from Si Zi. You can call her Bai Li. She's the daughter of the Pure Lake Water God. "Xue Li introduced.
Bai Li trembled slightly and stepped forward, intentionally or unintentionally showing her graceful figure.
A piece of news was just an opportunity to show her face.
Tang Shidao thanked her softly, and immediately signaled to everyone to leave. Bai Li immediately waved her hand to cast a spell and activated the channel. Everyone was curious about Tang Shidao's attitude, so they followed to see what happened. They all thought: Mute Monk should be an enemy of the First Saint, right? They had a duel agreement, so the First Saint should be happy to see Mute Monk die, right?
Magic light flashed, and all the shadows disappeared.
In the blink of an eye.
Outside the God's Kingdom, a sea of demonic beasts surrounded Mute Monk and Old Ping. When they saw Tang Shidao and the rest, they looked around in surprise and roared at the same time. In the void, demonic beasts were the second most numerous. Naturally, they were not afraid of humans.
It would be strange if they didn't roar when they saw a group of people in their way.
Fortunately.
One of the three giants of the God's Kingdom, the Head of Beasts, was also present. Only then did the demonic beasts stop attacking.
"Crocodile Dragon is one of the Little Eight Kings, one of the five new kings." The Head of Beasts said lightly. Demonic beasts were like humans. Different races had different camps. Even the same race, the same power, and the same nest might not get along well. It was ridiculous to think that demonic beasts were united as one, just like how demonic beasts misunderstood humans as one.
"Thank you." Tang Shidao thanked him softly, but he didn't pay attention to the new king.
Looking at Mute Monk, he felt that something was wrong.
He flew closer and entered the encirclement of the demonic beasts.
"Old Ping, what's going on?" Tang Shidao noticed that there were countless golden marks on Mute Monk's body, as if they were fatal wounds. However, he could feel that danger and opportunity coexisted. Mute Monk didn't "heal" these wounds, which meant that he didn't want to do so. Moreover, these golden marks seemed to be incantations, which were harmful and beneficial at the same time.
"Mute Monk is experiencing bloodline evolution, ancient artifacts, and the Secret Palace mission. He's now in a weakened state, so he's being targeted. "Old Ping explained. He didn't relax.
Surrounded by enemies, he only believed in his own strength.
When Tang Shidao saw the gloves on Mute Monk's hands, he could guess what was going on. Ancient artifacts were fought over by everyone. It was normal for the Little Eight Kings to hit Mute Monk when he was weak. It was very likely that they were competing with Mute Monk for this ancient artifact. Unfortunately, Mute Monk won and they lost. No matter the cause, process, or result … the demonic beasts wanted to snatch it with brute force and reverse their failure.
"Mute Monk, when you've recovered and successfully advanced, we'll find time to fight. Leave this to me. "Tang Shidao didn't ask for the reason.
He turned around.
Facing the Croc Dragon that was about to speak, he slowly reached out his hand.
The Croc Dragon was shocked.
It didn't dare to be careless in front of the most famous First Saint. A green armor, a red shield, a purple helmet, a pair of black shoes, and a pair of golden gauntlets … The Croc Dragon's equipment was not a primordial artifact, but it was still a shockingly powerful Saint artifact. In addition, it grew four dragon wings, two scorpion tails, four snake arms, and sixteen demon horns.
On the surface, it was as powerful as the three giants of the Divine Nation.
At this moment.
Without waiting for the Croc Dragon to ask.
Tang Shidao's palm formed a light pattern of a human cultivator. When it appeared, it quickly turned into a solid light wheel. At first glance, the light wheel looked like a glowing circular mirror painting. He couldn't tell how powerful it was, nor did it have any ferocious aura. The entire light wheel was just like a useless decoration.
The Croc Dragon was surprised, but it was definitely not normal.
The next second.
The Croc Dragon that was about to punch disappeared … It wasn't an explosion, nor was it burning. The Croc Dragon's body dissipated like dust. Its body didn't shatter into dust, but it directly turned into a light rune and dissipated. Or rather, it turned into small totem patterns. In short, the Croc Dragon didn't even have a chance to defend or escape. Its body turned into 'words' and dissipated.
Seeing this, all the demonic beasts subconsciously took a step back.
Although there was no explosion.
However, everyone also saw countless cracks appearing around the light wheel in front of Tang Shidao's palm. It was like a miniaturized void crack. It felt like a person smashing a large piece of glass with a palm. When they tasted the energy overflowing from these cracks, everyone already understood how powerful this' attack 'was.
Such an attack reminded people of the strange phenomenon when the great curse was created.
At this moment.
"Curse wheel, the curse wheel of the totem. It's an attack technique that I upgraded from the totem. It's similar to a weapon. This palm is my best attack at this stage. Did you see it clearly, Mute Monk? " Tang Shidao didn't pay attention to the demonic beasts. He also didn't take the Croc Dragon, one of the Little Eight Kings, seriously. It was a few levels stronger than the Sheep Duke, but he didn't take it seriously.
Mute Monk nodded. He could tell that it was the 'best attack' and not the strongest attack.
"You guys go first. If you succeed, remember to challenge me to a duel." Tang Shidao smiled. He didn't take the massive army of demonic beasts seriously at all.
"Thank you, Brother Tang. Mute Monk isn't only at this level. We still haven't found three-fifths of it. "Old Bottle cupped his hands and bid farewell.
Mute Monk didn't speak, but he was conveying the message.
At this moment.
The demonic beasts were stunned. They didn't know how to react. Their leader, the Croc Dragon, was already dead. They didn't know if they should stop it. The mission was to kill Mute Monk and Old Bottle. At the very least, they had to get the ancient artifact. But the Croc Dragon was dead. Could they stop it? If the First Saint intervened, would they be able to start the battle?
"Disperse. Don't do anything stupid." The leader of the beasts appeared and waved for the demonic beasts to disperse.
The leader of the beasts knew very well that if the demonic beasts stopped Mute Monk and Old Bottle from leaving, Tang Shidao would definitely kill them. He didn't think that these demonic beasts could stop him. They would only be courting death. They were all demonic beasts. The leader of the beasts used his name to warn the remaining seven Little Eight Kings … Mute Monk was not to be trifled with.
Everyone knew that the First Saint didn't see Mute Monk as an enemy. He only saw him as an opponent. He didn't mind if he could kill Mute Monk head-on. But the First Saint couldn't stand it if he used underhanded means.
The demonic beasts had a way out, so they retreated.
They weren't stupid.
The First Saint wasn't alone. He had the black shadow that killed the Wolf Duke with one punch and another with the Book of Ten Thousand Spells. If they forced a battle, the Star Lords from the God Nations further away might join the battle.
The demonic beasts dispersed silently. The Star Lords were terrified.
One of the Little Eight Kings.
A massive demonic beast army.
This kind of power, this kind of power, they couldn't even shout in front of one person before retreating. This kind of scene, other than the Eight Emperors, only Madam Deep Sky had seen it before. Although no one thought of the Little Eight Kings as the top heroes, they were at least upper class. Such an existence was annihilated with one move. How strong was the First Saint?
Below the realm master.
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