"The god Pangu has heard the request of his humble people, and since then, at the behest of the god Pangu, I have sent me here to kill the bandits of Daryl!"

Most of these kneeling villagers are emaciated by hunger and cold, if the God of Light is really useful, they would have shown miracles to save them, and the villagers may have been desperate for a long time.

The fat old man who knelt down was even more excited, he got on all fours, his attitude was more pious, he nodded to the ground, and his fat body crawled over with a bang: "Praise the god Pangu, the Daryl bandit group has persecuted us for many years, I believe that under the guidance of the god Pangu, we will all be free." ”

(What a quick change of attitude, such a fragile faith, look, is this the work of a devout believer?) ）

Wen Qu adjusted his facial expression, showed a smile that he thought was kind and kind, and stretched out his hand to stroke the fat old man's hair: "When people believe in God, God loves the world. ”

The fat old man knelt on the ground, listening to the teachings of Wenqu and sobbing, and it could be seen that he was very emotional.

Ah, how cooperative, Wenqu nodded secretly, and silently gave the fat old man a thumbs up.

Bypassing the fat old man, Wen Qu considered his words, and was about to continue pretending to be forced, but the fat old man raised his head suddenly, the fat on his face trembled twice, and he held a knife in his hand that he didn't know where to touch, with a sinister smile on his face, and stabbed Wen Qu in the flank.

Wenqu was stabbed in the flank, looked at the fat old man in surprise, and then knelt on the ground with a painful face, the fat old man stood up with a cruel smile, and spat at Wenqu, with a face full of disdain: "That's it, or the messenger of Pangu God?" Where did the mess come from? I don't think it's as good as my leper dog. ”

"Hahaha, leper dog, are you talking about yourself? It's a good performance. ”

Among the villagers, five more men came out, and the rest of the villagers were shivering in the cold wind.

After receiving the praise of his companion, the fat on the face of the leper dog was piled together, quite proud, and was about to speak, when he saw the horror on his companion's face, pointing behind him.

What are they afraid of?

"You're really, cooperative." , Wenqu grabbed the fat old man's leprosy dog's hair, and the knife cut his throat from left to right, the fat old man covered his neck with both hands, but he still couldn't resist the spurting blood, and his throat could only make a uh-uh-uh sound, and finally fell helplessly to the ground, dying miserably.

Wenqu looked at the five men who came out, Wenqu kept reminding himself inwardly, continued to maintain a noble pretense, and at the same time showed a kind smile: "God loves the world, but if the world is stupid, it will also destroy the world." You're the ones the Darryl bandits stayed here to watch, right? It should be, it's all in place, right? ”

The robbers of the five Daryl bandits were dumbfounded, they were attacked in the waist and abdomen, and the knife stabbed so deeply, but they talked and laughed like no one else.

Dare to love that this knife is not on him?

Taking advantage of the robbers' helplessness, Wenqu would not let go of this opportunity, rushing towards the five men like a hungry tiger pounced on a sheep, stabbing one of them in the throat with a knife, and the other four men reacted and shouted and gathered around Wenqu.

It's a pity that those five people are too far apart, otherwise they can at least kill one more when they are shocked.

Picking up the long sword of the dead man, he split the long sword, one dashed, and one sword pierced the second man's abdomen, and at the same time, Wenqu's back was full of three long swords.

Hiss~ It really hurts now, Wenqu turned around and looked at the three stunned men angrily.

Wenqu wanted to hack them to death, but he kept reminding himself: they are still useful, they are still useful, I am a divine messenger, and I maintain a noble pretense.

Continue with a kind smile: "All men are at fault, kneel, repent, and God will forgive you." ”

There were three long swords stuck in his back, and the man who should have fallen to death a long time ago was like a hedgehog, smiling and talking to them.

Is this still human?

"You're a demon, you're a demon".

When a man saw such a strange scene, he couldn't bear it, so he turned around and ran.

Wen Qu weighed the long sword in his hand, aimed at the back of the fleeing man, and threw it with all his might.

At this time, Wenqu's strength has increased by 100% of the horror, coupled with the help of the man when he is running, and under the hard throwing, the long sword passes through the chest at the same time, and he even flies out a few meters with the man.

Wen Qu turned his head, looked at the two men who were trembling and panicking, and showed a kind smile: "I have a hundred ways to make your life worse than death." Make your choice now, kneel down and repent, or, torture to death! ”

The men of the remaining two bandit groups looked at each other, they could fight to the death with the strong dwarves, or they could accept being pierced by an arrow from the elves, but an existence like this that could not be killed could not help but be terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

The two men threw away their swords, knelt down, and lowered their heads in the cold wind.

Wenqu nodded with satisfaction, in fact, he knew from the beginning that the fat old man had a problem.

All the villagers were skinny and malnourished, how did this fat old man get such a fat head and big ears?

It's so discordant that it's like a firefly in the night. And the fat old man's acting skills are too exaggerated, Zhang Qing is not there, otherwise you can ask him to teach him well.

The reason why it fell was to show weakness and attract possible hidden accomplices.

Sure enough, the five snakes that had put down their vigilance came out of their holes.

And the most important point, although the system does not prompt, but Wenqu still wants to try, zombies are in addition to the weakness of the head, no matter how hard the others are hit, they still won't fall.

So how far can you do with this body? Is it really the same as zombies? Wenqu is looking forward to it.

Obviously, the effect is excellent, the pain is reduced by 50%, even if there are several swords in the body, it does not hurt, although it will hurt, but it can still keep moving, as if the sword on the body is stuck in someone else's body.

This is the passive, zombie body, showing great resilience!

But in the eyes of ordinary people who don't know the situation, it's like an existence that can't be killed, which is already quite terrifying.

Now, in addition to the irresistible strength, there is also a need to pay attention to protect your head, and you should not die easily.

Life has a simple guarantee, and Wenqu's heart is suddenly much more relaxed.

Things came too fast, like a tornado. In the blink of an eye, four people were killed in a row, and the remaining two were kneeling down to repent.

But the surrounding villagers, without the slightest gratitude, were even more panicked.

"You kill them, how dare you kill them, they will come soon and kill us all."

"We're all going to die, and none of us are going to live."

"Tie him up, tie him up, and when they come, throw it to them to dispose of."

"Oh my God, God of Light, damn bastard, I want to kick your plump ass, idiot."

The rebuke of the villagers quickly escalated into abuse, Wenqu turned a deaf ear, and pulled out the long swords inserted in his back one by one.

Bang dang, dropped a long sword, then clang, and dropped another one, and the third, Wen Qu held it in his hand, walked up to a villager who scolded the most, and asked.

"Do you know that your heart is cold and your heart is flying?"

The villager was stunned and was about to ask what it meant, but soon, he knew what it was like to be cold.

A sword pierced through the chest of the villager, and Wenqu held the sword in both hands and lifted him high.

In troubled times, we should use heavy canons and preach, but we can't save these fools who have been enslaved all year round.

I don't have so much time to slowly influence them.

Disobedience, kill.

There are opinions, kill.

To be democratic, kill.

I want to resist and kill.

(Even if you start talking, if I soften my hands, I will lose.) ）

Himself, now, is the oracle of the Pangu God, sacrosanct!

Ah, it's so cool to pretend to be forced.

Looking coldly at the frightened villagers around him, Wenqu knew that it was time for him to show his superb words.

"I am the messenger of the Pangu God, bring the will of the Pangu God, and exterminate the brutal and unscrupulous Daryl bandits, they are many people, very powerful, but compared to the Pangu God, they are not even scum.

God told me that right now, the Daryl bandits are on their way to slaughter you, and the choice is up to you whether to sit back and wait for death, or to fight back under God's guidance, or to grovel and be dogs.

If you choose to be a dog, you can try to see if you who have been abandoned by the God of Light can bear it, my wrath!

And the warriors who choose to be human beings, you will eventually be redeemed and take back your freedom, your wife, your husband, your parents and children will also be free, and you can be your own masters. ”

The force shown by Wenqu killing four people in a row, as well as the miracle that belongs to the 'Pangu God' that he showed, made Wenqu's words full of appeal.

"Yes."

"That's right."

"I couldn't agree more."

In the crowd, infected by the enthusiasm of Wenqu, the emotions were gradually mobilized, more and more people echoed Wenqu, and Wenqu's voice became more and more generous and high-pitched.

"No one can harm you, no one can plunder you, trample on your children, insult your beloved, no one can enslave you!!

Do you want to be heroes who stand up to the sky, or cowards for life? Tell me out loud, hero, or coward?

For the sake of your families, for yourselves, for the sake of what you have lost, now, take all the weapons you can get your hands on and go to fight!!

Endless! The fight doesn't stop! Never be a slave! Start with me!

All for freedom, huh!! ”

The emotions of the villagers have been fully mobilized, all of them raised their hands, clenched their fists and shouted: "All for freedom, huha!! ”