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Thor was overjoyed, for he also felt that if he continued to stalemate like this, he would not have the strength to suppress the big man under him.

But at that moment, his arm unconsciously relaxed slightly, and then Thor was violently counterattacked.

This was the fiercest struggle of the savage under him, and the other party was clearly deliberately showing weakness, waiting for the moment when Thor relaxed.

"Not good-" Feeling his arm bounced away by a strong shock, the barbarian who was suppressed under him was like a burst spring, and the irresistible absolute force bounced Thor away in an instant, and the tall barbarian rolled over to the opposite side of Thor, desperately breathing in a big breath of oxygen.

"Damn, it's a problem. Although they were only two paces apart, Thor knew that it would be impossible for him to restrain this man, who was almost the most burly of the enemy, without relying on a sneak attack.

The tall savage lay half-prostrate on the ground, his eyeballs bloodshot, greedily sucking the air, while staring at Thor in front of him, the cruel gaze in his eyes almost devoured Thor alive.

"Oops......" Secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, Thor's situation was extremely disadvantageous, he shook his numb wrist covertly, unlike the two people he killed at the beginning, the enemy in front of him was not only strong, but also amazingly powerful, and the barbarian who had imprisoned this brute just now had almost drained all his strength.

Now that the opponent did not give a fatal blow in the first round, in the next second round, I am afraid that the situation will be reversed.

"Wait—" Sooner or later, Thor suddenly remembered the interface that had been summoned by his mind.

Without any hesitation, Thor did not hesitate to summon the interface that only he could see. His hands were no longer strong, and Thor didn't want to be torn in two by the other party's anger later.

"Don't be gray!" prayed silently in his heart, and at this moment, Thor really hoped that this unknown little tribe would have a barbarian ancestor to bless him to pray for.

But he didn't dare to delay any longer, seeing that the barbarian on the other side had already straightened up and walked towards this side, Thor hurriedly looked at the panel interface.

I saw that it was still the same simple template, with a square button in the center, and the word "call" written on it.

"Thank goodness!" But the difference is that this time the words on the button are not gray, but red.

The square button also protrudes faintly from the interface, seemingly becoming a form that can be pressed, and at the same time, a circle of yellow letters floats below the button

"Activated, ruling civilization, current race: Barbarians. The first time you activate, this summon is free. ”

Without thinking about anything else, the big savage had already walked towards Thor with a smirk, and he hurriedly muttered in his heart: "Summon, summon—." ”

As he meditated, he saw the big square button press down out of thin air, and an indifferent mechanical voice sounded in Thor's ears: "The barbarian hero summons complete"

At the same time, the tall savage had rushed to Sol's eyes, his hammer-like fist struck Sol with the sound of the wind, Sol's feet tried to dodge this fierce punch, but he suddenly felt that his body was a little out of strength, and his calves were sore, I am afraid that he could not avoid this punch, Sol subconsciously closed his eyes.

"Bang!" came the sound of flesh clashing with flesh, but Thor was not hit, and the wild man's hammer-like fist stopped straight in front of Thor because a large rough hand grabbed his forearm like holding down a chicken.

Almost simultaneously, Thor and the Savage looked incredulously at the owner of the Big Hand, a taller and burlier barbarian than the opposing Savage.

He was naked, with a strange leather skirt tied around his waist, knee-length. The skin on his body was grayish-white, as if a layer of white powder had been applied to it, but on the left half of his body and on the top of his bare head there were two long bright red marks, and on his right eye, there was a deep scar that made him look even more fierce and terrifying.

"Kratos ......?" Thor saw that the tall hero's head was flashing with four large characters, which seemed to represent his name.

"Is this the barbarian hero you just summoned?" Thor muttered to himself, "Kratos...... I have no impression at all, which world is the barbarian hero?"

At this time, Kratos was coldly grasping the enemy's arm, motionless, and the barbarians under his control seemed to have recovered from their fright, and were desperately trying to break free of Kratos's control.

"Kill him! Kratos—" Thor looked up, and saw that the wild man was trying to break free from Kratos's grasp, and suddenly came back to his senses, and was still fighting, so he subconsciously gave the order.

Kratos glanced back at Thor, his gaze was cold, and his pupils suddenly exuded boundless killing intent.

I saw that he suddenly turned his head and stared straight at the wild man who wanted to pull out his arm, his expression was slightly hideous, and he dragged hard-

The tall savage was like a child powerless to resist, and in an instant he was pulled in front of Kratos, and the savage opened his mouth wide, as if he couldn't believe that the bald macho man with white skin in front of him could have such inhuman power.

However, Kratos did not give him time to be surprised, only to see him stretch out his left hand like lightning, and easily grab the barbarian's left hand, and then suddenly exert his arms and pout them backwards.

"Ahhh

However, Kratos did not give him a chance to kneel, and gently lifted the wild man upward, naturally tucking his neck under his armpit.

The waist arm suddenly exerted force, only to hear a "crunch", and the wild man, who had been fighting with Thor for a long time, slid to the ground like a rag, and no longer breathed.

The whole process reminded Thor of the time when he picked up a bottle of water, twisted the cap, and threw it away, naturally, easily, and effortlessly.

Even with the ferocious soul of the barbarian prince, Thor couldn't help but shudder. He understood that the terrifying man he had summoned in front of him was definitely a murderous butcher, and he killed people as casually as drinking water.

But he didn't have time to think too much about it now, because the battle was still going on, and it hadn't been long since Thor attacked the tall barbarian until he was killed by Kratos.

"Kratos, follow me—" Thor felt his strength regain a bit, and he beckoned Kratos to rejoin the melee.

Kratos was a tall man, conspicuous in the night, and his unrivaled strength was like a wolf in a flock of savages, even the barbarians, known for their abundance of strong warriors.

Led by Thor and Kratos, the group of savages who came in the night, after leaving behind dozens of corpses, began to flee into the dark jungle, because it was too dark, Thor did not lead people to chase them, but could only watch them gradually disappear into the darkness.

"Noam—"

A voice came from beside him, Thor was clasping his wrists together, looking at the bushes where the enemies had left, and he turned his head to look around at someone he knew.

This is a strong young brute, he has a twisted braid, he is a kindred of Thor, his name is Black Tooth, because he was born with a mouth of black teeth, so he is lucky to get his own name, not like the others, they can only inherit their father's name after his father's death.

Hearing Blacktooth call himself "Noam", Thor had a slight realization that he was obviously inheriting his father's chieftain today, who knew that so many things would suddenly happen, Nome was exactly what this small group of barbarians called the patriarch.

"Hmm......" replied with a wry smile, and Thor looked back at the small tribe in the light of the fire.

Originally, there were less than fifty people in the tribe, of which the prime of life men were only close to twenty, although the barbarians were more fierce, and women and children were also able to fight, but after all, the main force of the tribe hunting, fighting, etc. was still male.

Looking at the corpses in one place under the firelight, as well as the injured people who had not yet breathed, twitched from time to time, and the rest of the people gathered around Thor, but they only dared to form a circle from a distance, and did not dare to approach.

Men, women, young and old, the barbarians stole a slightly frightened glance at Kratos, who stood motionless like a tower.

They didn't know this person, but everyone saw the battle just now, this man with white stone powder on his skin was as terrifying as a fierce beast from ancient times, his incomparable strength, ferocious killing methods, and cold-blooded expression made this group of blood-drinking barbarians deeply shocked.

Even Black Tooth, who had always felt as brave as Thor, knelt on the ground in awe, and respectfully addressed Thor as "Nome".

They could all see that this humanoid beast had never left Thor for half a step from beginning to end, and when fighting, he always surrounded Thor and killed all the savages around him, what does this mean?

The understanding of the barbarians is that this shows that this man they have never seen must be blessed by the ancestral soul to protect their patriarch, that is to say, Thor is the "Nome" chosen by the ancestors, and is blessed by the spirit of the ancestors.

One, two, three...... The barbarians on the periphery, as the Black Tooth knelt, prostrated on the ground one after another, their eyes changed from confusion to piety, and they worshipped Thor with great respect, as if they regarded him as their own father, grandfather, great-grandfather, and even ancestor.