In just a few days.

Chen Shouyi's shield sword technique has been mastered, and with a thinking speed comparable to that of a supercomputer, it has been optimized and improved countless times, as if ordinary people have practiced for a lifetime.

The large shield, which is half a person high, is like an impenetrable thick wall, whether it is offensive or defensive, the big shield is like a shadow, firmly guarding his body.

......

Time flies.

Chen Shouyi stayed in Zhonghai for a month, then received information and hurried to Yanzhou to take up the town.

The war has continued until now, and two-thirds of the entire Yanzhou continent has been liberated.

However, the real danger never comes from mortal wars, but from the High Being.

Chen Shouyi was wearing a T-shirt on his upper body and big pants on his lower body, as if he was coming for a vacation, he hugged Li Wenwu who came to greet him and said: "Lao Li, it's only been a few days, and I've lost a few pounds." ”

Li Wenwu was a little uncomfortable with Chen Shouyi's sudden enthusiasm, and he didn't dare to struggle, mainly because the arm was like a mountain suppressing, and he couldn't move at all, hearing Chen Shouyi's cool words, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pull, and he sighed:

"It's hard to put into words. ”

This sentence has been turned a thousand times, and it is simply full of sadness and grievances.

Big guy, you pat your ass and leave, and you'll be gone for a month.

It's a lot of pressure on me, not only psychologically, but also physically.

In the past month, he has been busy and has no time to breathe, either on a mission or on the way to a mission.

Of course, this complaint can only be slandered in the heart.

Chen Shouyi joked, stopped mentioning it, and got down to business: "What's the specific situation?"

"Recently, the reconnaissance plane has learned information that the cultists in the occupied areas are beginning to shrink in an all-round way, giving up their territory and gathering in the area around Buwezimba. Li Wenwu's face was solemn: "If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and the General Staff of the Combined Army judges that there will be changes in the near future." ”

Chen Shouyi nodded, with some premonitions in his dark, and said solemnly: "It seems that the Lord of Lightning has come!"

What the?!

Li Wenwu was shocked.

"You...... What you're saying is true?"

"Maybe I guessed wrong. Chen Shouyi said, and stopped talking after speaking.

The atmosphere became somewhat silent and oppressive.

If it is a different person, even if it is also a legendary powerhouse, Li Wenwu will definitely be suspicious.

However, this is what Mr. Chen said.

He killed so much that he couldn't count it on one hand, and it was even rumored that the other party had been hard shaken by the Lord of Lightning, and his strength had reached the realm of mystery and mocha.

Does he dare not believe what this kind of character says?

Is the Lord of the Lightning really coming again?

Li Wenwu's heart seemed to be blocked by a boulder, and he was a little out of breath.

The road was full of logistics vehicles, sand and dust rolling, jeeps along the potholed dirt road, bumpy all the way, Chen Shouyi closed his eyes and recuperated, calling for the attribute panel in his heart.

Power: 25.7

Dexterity: 25.7

Constitution: 25.8

Intelligence: 25.7

Perception: 24.2

Will: 24.1

Energy accumulation: 44.21

Faith: 15578.2

Innate Abilities: Self-Healing (Hyper): 35.01%, Giant Combat Body (Ultra): 99.99%, Atmospheric Mastery: 40.01%.

During this time, he had another retreat in another world, and if he hadn't received information, he would still be in retreat, and with this kind of mad demonic cultivation, his progress was not slow at all.

The four attributes of strength, body, sensitivity, and wisdom increased by 0.3 points less, and increased by 0.4 points more than physique.

It's been an amazing progress.

As soon as Chen Shouyi's thought moved, the fifteen thousand faith points disappeared in an instant, adding to the control atmosphere.

......

In May, the climate in Yanzhou is still scorching.

The scorching sun is like a huge oven, and the scorching air is a little distorted.

Sweating profusely, Amirgar prayed in a low voice as he struggled along with the flow of people.

There was a foul smell in the air, and from time to time you could see rotting corpses on both sides of the dirt road, and a few bold vultures, seeing the crowd approaching, did not dodge, and the sharp beak kept tearing off a piece of flesh and swallowing it in its mouth.

Since the Great Migration, in just four days, more than a dozen people in his tribe have fallen forever.

But the team didn't stop at all, and they trekked all the way.

He had deep worries in his heart, unlike other fanatical cultists, as a highly educated person who had studied in the Great Xia Kingdom, he still had basic sanity.

This is clearly not normal.

Very abnormal!

Why should everyone gather in Buwezimba, isn't this a chance for the invaders to catch them all?

If you don't talk about this, what will you eat then?

Where does the food come from?

Didn't anyone think about it?

Although each tribe would bring some food with them when they migrated, this did not last long at all.

Unfortunately, he is no longer the son of a chief.

Since believing in the cult, their family has been in decline, and their power was quickly replaced by priests, and now they are no different from ordinary people, if it weren't for the fact that his father still has some prestige in the tribe and actively approached the priests, I am afraid it would be difficult to even survive.

But even so, he is always on guard, just like the quota of the warrior of the gods, no matter how well he performs, he is not qualified at all.

At this time, the father next to him stumbled and almost fell.

Amirgar hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him, only to find that his father was trembling all over, obviously holding on before: "Father, you ...... Are you alright?"

The black hat that symbolized the chieftain with gold and diamonds was long gone, and he was now just a tired and frail old man, and the old black man coughed a few times and shook his head: "Go slowly, I guess I will not be able to do it soon, and I will see the arms of the Lord." ”

"Father's ......"

"This is a good thing, the kingdom of the Lord, I have long ...... Want to see. ”

Amirgar was sad in his heart, but nodded with difficulty.

He walked slowly with his father, and soon fell to the end.

The old black man looked around quietly with a pair of cloudy eyes, and then said in an inaudible voice: "If you have a chance, run away." ”

Amirgar's heart sank.

......

The next morning, the old black man died.

"Great and merciful Lord, Thou art the embodiment of lightning, Thou art mighty and mighty, and today we are here to offer our sincere prayer for Arkham, who has completed his earthly journey and will be taken up by the Lord to the kingdom of God......

The priest made a simple prayer, and the body was thrown to the side of the road, and he hurried out on the road.

During this period, Amirgar tried to escape several times, but there was no chance, there were several god warriors in the tribe, and there were countless eyes staring, and it was impossible to escape.

As soon as you enter Buweizimba, more and more people join the road, and at a glance it looks like a long dragon with no end in sight.

Seven days later, the sky was full of people, the flow of people was seriously blocked, and it was difficult to move an inch.

The group finally stopped.