Volume 1 Ten Empires Chapter 174 The Power of Anger

On the earth, a golden crack winds for several meters, at this time, I am still a little confused, I am powerless, I can do this, it is really incredible.

In the next second, with a bang, at the end of the crack, a huge stone pillar pierced the surface of the ground, proudly facing the sun.

I was taken aback, it was so sudden.

I walked over slowly, only to find that this stone pillar, as if it had life, was growing rapidly and greedily, growing bigger and bigger.

It has even surpassed the three-meter-high hut where I once lived, and it is still growing, even blocking the sunlight in front of me.

"What's that?"

Something black hit the top of my head, and it looked like it was the material of these pillars.

I sniffed it, it was just ordinary dirt and some sand and gravel, but how could these things have life!

I walked over slowly, and because of this stone pillar, it was long and diagonally, and the dirt and sand that fell around it were probably nothing to ordinary people.

However, I was a highly hygienic person, so I went around the back of the pillar and walked very cautiously, one step, two steps, three steps...... Gently, with the posture of being a thief with a weak heart.

Slowly, approaching the target, successfully reaching the destination, for some reason, my hand seemed to be affected by something, uncontrollably, reaching for the stone pillar.

In an instant, a magical warm current entered my body, which was comfortable at first, but when I got to the back, it was very painful.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it with a thousand cuts, the pain is deep, I feel that my chest muscles are about to burst, the top of the brain, something is tearing, and the muscles of my body are pulled apart by a powerful force.

I fell to the ground in pain, only to find that my feelings had gradually disappeared, and my mind was only blank.

Then, a mysterious consciousness suddenly invaded my brain, and a vague figure, accompanied by a powerful coercion, appeared in front of me.

"You're finally awake."

The figure was similar to me, and even the tone of his voice was not close to the same, and I stood up and asked suspiciously, "Who are you?" ”

"We've already met, so many times, and we still don't know each other, this god?"

"It was you, why did you ......"

"If you don't have a trace of strength, you can't stop the future invaders at all, I will transfer 1/3 of the power of this clone to your body through spiritual transmission, so that you may be able to deal with those powerful invaders."

I'm not a belligerent person, so I never pay attention to fights, fighting, getting hurt when I get hurt.

I didn't dare to go, I was so cowardly, I had to fight against the invaders, I was scared, my hands were suspended, but I didn't dare, one step further, to bear this power, it was equivalent to bearing the responsibility.

"You are afraid, you are not afraid of death, but you are afraid of the pain of the knife in your heart, in this way, you cannot become a guardian, and you cannot realize the dream of the revival of your race."

"No, I didn't." I tried my best to hide my fear, and my tone was a little serious, and I immediately remembered that there was a god standing opposite me, but there was a god who existed in reality, and said softly: "I'm sorry, great god, I do, I am a little afraid, you are right, I can't seem to bear it." ”

"I see your divinity, and I will not be difficult for you, this god is willing to help, those who are rich in divinity. The next choice, you can, with your loved ones, spend a life of affection and love, carefree, carefree, joys and sorrows, love their lives. ”

He stood at the end of the light, farther and farther away from him, but he didn't seem to move a step, and I stared blankly, the back of the departing god, I don't know if it was a hallucination in my mind, or what?

The wails of the countless civilians kept echoing in my ears, and I could even see them, with their teeth and claws, walking slowly towards me, with gray sharp nails, grabbing my feet fiercely, and their tone was sad and terrifying, "Help me, please." ”

I tried to kick them away, but the thought that they were ordinary civilians made my feet limp, but they were vicious demons, and I had to kick them hard before they could attack me.

However, this did not make them die, because my attack did not hurt them, they were like worms, they got up again, and continued to show their teeth and claws, full of strong aggression.

At this time, I don't know what to do.

The god who had come to the end suddenly stopped, and from head to toe, turned into a wisp of clear smoke, and disappeared, leaving only the pile of familiar clothes.

When there is no wind, the wind rises, blowing the small moon across the river and autumn.

An ancient poem is crisp and powerful, and this poem flies away, leaving only time to spare.

At the same time, one demon after another, greedy and terrifying, bared their sharp fangs, ready to bite through my body.

At this time, pebbles flew out of thin air, successfully diverting the hatred of these guys, and they slowly got down from their bodies and looked at the bastard who threw the stones behind them.

"What are you doing, they're terrible spirits, run away!"

My eyes were wide open, I knew who it was, she was someone I loved, I ...... That's right, admit it, I don't want to deceive myself anymore.

I hated my cowardice, my cowardice, my fear, all the reasons for my courageless and righteous words.

"Is it scary?"

Her smile, no matter what time it was, was still so innocent, "I don't think that being able to stand in the way of my loved ones makes me no longer afraid." ”

Those monsters, like mad dogs, besieged it, and all of a sudden, screaming seemed to become the main theme here, red liquid, all over the ground, but in the end, there was no trace left.

I was devastated and watched my loved ones being torn to shreds by these damn monsters, and I wanted power, power to be able to destroy them, power to be able to protect what I loved.

The monsters didn't seem to be fed, they licked their arms, as if to provoke, but also to mock, my incompetence.

The biggest attraction of the incompetent is the rage, the incompetent rage, and the mocker is the appearance of liking their rage and being powerless.

It's like killing a prey, and the previous teasing can make them die with humiliation, which is more unbearable than being killed directly.

I'm scared, I'm afraid, but at the moment, all I can feel is anger, and anger also brings me a steady stream of strength.