At a military airfield in Eastern Europe, the ground was full of potholes, green smoke curled up, the wreckage of more than a dozen broken fighter planes, and the corpses of a large number of soldiers were lying on the ground in all directions.

Here, obviously, just went through the war.

The four behemoths, standing in one corner, exuded a depressing and terrifying aura all over their bodies, and even the magnetic field of the earth was distorting.

They are a group of "wanderers."

The so-called wanderers are a group of barbarian gods who have lost their kingdom in the turmoil of outer space.

For the barbarian gods, the kingdom of God is not just a place to live, but also a nest of painstaking management, a kind of last guarantee.

On the one hand, there are a large number of people who have been praying for many years who can provide faith to the gods, and can be self-sufficient in a short period of time, so that the faith will not be robbed and the godhead will immediately fall, or even fall.

On the other hand, the Kingdom of God is also the home of the gods, and after years of transformation and immersion with divine power, the entire Kingdom of God and the priesthood of the gods have been integrated into one, turning into its own domain and home field.

In the kingdom of God, the power of the master of the kingdom of God can be magnified exponentially.

Even a god of a higher rank is unwilling to attack the kingdom of a weak god, and if he is not careful, he will capsize in the gutter.

If Tam is compared to a dark forest where the jungle eats the strong, then the kingdom of God is destroyed, just like a hunter or prey that was originally hidden, suddenly exposed, and suddenly becomes naked.

And if you want not to become a prey, you can only join forces.

And they are such an allied wanderer.

They are a generation of high-profile loiterers on the east coast of Tamm, and they have a reputation for being fierce.

Yet even so, their lives were still very messy.

In fact, at the beginning, with the strength of the numbers, they still lived a good life. ruthlessly tore off a few pieces of fat from the hands of those lucky gods, and even killed a few gods who tried to resist in vain.

But it didn't last long, and soon they found that the situation had changed.

A large number of gods began to unite in fear and build a god system.

Those who fight alone are either particularly strong or have fallen.

When the plundered began to cling together, the risk of robbery increased exponentially, and when the hostility of the gods began, their good days came to an end.

Before the discovery of this world, several of their faith-rich lands were swallowed up by a god system with medium divine power as the main god, and the grim situation almost made them desperate.

Unfortunately, this is also not a good place.

"Damn, that fool of the God of Casting has fallen, and the world is more dangerous than you think. "It was a half-human, half-beast monster about five stories tall, holding a huge steel fork in his hand, a fierce face like a dragon, and a thick, spiky tail that made him look like a demon who had come out of hell.

Because of the witness of Tamu's will, they made a covenant with each other. The moment the Casting God fell, they all had senses, and they hurriedly rushed from the frontline battlefield to converge.

The death of the Casting God made each god feel a strong sense of unease.

"That's expected, isn't it? I said we shouldn't be here, it's the tomb of the gods. A giantess with flaming wings said coldly.

Many gods are no strangers to this world.

It has many names.

For example, "spherical world", "land of abundance", "source of calamity", "tomb of the gods", as more and more gods fall, the last name becomes more and more loud.

Many gods hesitated when facing the spatial passage, and did not dare to step in.

Even migratory tribes, far away.

"What's the point of arguing about this now?" interrupted another cyclops urn, "now we should discuss, whether to withdraw or to stay?"

The gods were silent for a while, even the previously dissatisfied winged gods.

Man dies for money, and birds die for food.

Everyone worked desperately, spent a lot of divine power, paid a huge price, risked falling, and was about to reap the fruits of victory, leaving everything behind at this time is simply the most cruel choice.

In particular, the religious resources here are so abundant that any god is incredible.

Can you imagine a town with a mortal population of up to a million?

There are them here, and one after the other.

Can you imagine hundreds or thousands of people living in a building stacked on top of each other?

There are here, and densely packed.

Your population density is greater than they think.

The territory they occupy now alone has a population of hundreds of millions, which is more than ten times more than all their believers combined, and there are more faith resources waiting for them to occupy.

It is simply a paradise for the gods, full of "honey and milk".

"We have four gods here with weak divine power, I don't believe that anyone else can threaten us. A monster with the head of a beast suddenly said in a fierce voice.

"It turns out that you are all having a meeting here, but I have found them one by one?" At this moment, an abrupt voice came into my ears.

What the!!!

The gods were struck like lightning, and their hair stood on end, and then they saw a figure walking briskly from a distance.

A mortal ?!!

No!

Countless thoughts flashed through the minds of the gods, but they didn't have time to think too much about it, and their faces changed sharply.

Because the next moment, Chen Shouyi began to transform.

"Boom!"

A nine-story giant, standing on the ground, the wind upside down.

The gray-black skin and the dancing arc on his body made him look like a demon god descending, setting off the originally huge barbarian god, just like a little pot friend in kindergarten.

He didn't say a word, and as soon as he transformed, a big hand rubbed against the viscous air, with a scorching red light, and grabbed at one of the barbarian gods.

The unlucky cyclops seemed to be intimidated, and he didn't even have the action to escape, he was directly grabbed by the big hand, accompanied by a series of cracking sounds, and under the terrifying power of the palm, the sturdy divine body was pinched into flesh.

Chen Shouyi didn't look at it, he casually threw the corpse thousands of meters away, and then rushed towards another barbarian god.

The remaining three barbarian gods were suddenly frightened, their minds were robbed, and in the face of this terrifying existence that pinched a companion to death with a single raise of their hands, how could they still have the slightest courage to fight at this time.

One by one, they either unconsciously roared, or screamed hysterically, running in all directions, hoping that their parents would have a few more legs.

Unfortunately, this is doomed to be in vain.

The absolute difference in strength made this battle feel like a slaughter.

It's cruel!

The half-human, half-beast barbarian god was caught up by Chen Shouyi in one step, reached out and fished out, grabbed the tail, and smashed it on the ground casually, like an asteroid hitting the earth, bursting into a huge mushroom cloud, leaving a large crater nearly 100 meters wide on the ground.

As for the barbarian god, he has been smashed into a puddle of minced meat.

And the barbarian god with the body of a bird-headed beast also didn't escape for long, Chen Shouyi's killing speed was too fast, it was completely lightning, from transformation to Bouble kill, only a short 0.5 seconds had passed, and there was not even a pause in the middle.

Its terrifying explosiveness, nervous reflexes, and thinking speed make these barbarian gods with weak divine power look like they are in slow motion.

The barbarian god of the bird-headed beast god felt a darkness in front of him as he ran, and a big foot fell on his head, leaving a golden pit of blood.

Triple kill！

Chen Shouyi stopped and looked at the last Flame Feather Brute God who was desperately flapping his wings and flying high.

He clenched his right hand into a fist, followed by a standard lunge straight punch.

The surrounding air instantly turned red as if it had been ignited, and the grass and trees on the earth quickly withered and burned yellow, and at the same time, a red column of high-pressure air shot straight into the sky.

"Boom!"

There was an earth-shattering bang.

The barbarian god shook all over, and his body burst into a cloud of blood mist, and his feathers flew away, and then he fell to the ground like a rag bag.

The high-pressure column continued to move forward, and even the clouds overhead were pierced by a large hole.

Quadro kill！