The soul power was concentrated in his right hand in a blowout and slammed into Ramis's mind, and Ramis's soul instantly shattered into countless soul fragments and floated in the entire soul space.

Immediately after, the soul power suddenly gathered again, but this time it was not a soul storm, but a vortex that frantically devoured the soul fragments. At this moment, countless images began to flash in my mind, and Ramis's trajectory from childhood to adulthood had gradually become a straight line.

To my surprise, Ramis is not a Westerner but a real Oriental, a true Chinese, but how can a Chinese become a fanatic of the West, or a sleeper of the reserve power of the Holy See! It doesn't make sense!

Closing my eyes, I began to look at the images carefully, and the familiar dialogue inside, as if it were my own experience, and to be honest, this is the main reason why I don't like soul searching.

A vast heaven and earth, the flood roared, piling up a wave more than ten meters high, swooping towards the earth.

An old man dressed in ancient sacrificial clothes and leading his people stood on a hill, stretching out his hands to the sky, a mixture of longing and despair on his face, and reverently muttering ancient incantations.

Behind him were his people, who fell to their knees and trembled, and kowtowed incessantly to the murmur of the sacrifice.

A moment later, a strong man stood up, snatched the nursing baby from the arms of the woman beside him, and walked to the flooded place on the side of the hill.

Poof! Poof! Four extremely faint voices in succession, and the four babies were swallowed by the flood beneath their feet. On the hill was the heart-rending cry of a woman.

It's their child, but there's nothing they can do to stop it from happening. The heavens were angry, and for the sake of the people, the sacrifice decided to sacrifice the child to the god of water. It is hoped that the anger of the water god can be appeased, so that the people can continue.

There weren't many people left, and most of the people who remained were strong men and young women, and a small number of children. This combination is actually a natural choice of elimination, and the old man only consumes the clansmen in adversity, and it is normal to be abandoned. The man represents reproduction, and the young woman means that the tribe has the qualifications to reproduce. And the child is hope is the continuation.

It's just that in the process of consumption, children sometimes turn into food. Everything understands when everything is consumed. The only thing that can be consumed is themselves. As a vulnerable group, it is natural to be the first to be abandoned or deprived.

The clansmen were silent, and the patriarch Chang stood up: "We have to leave here, is there any way to sacrifice to you?" ”

The priest shook his head and looked at the children behind him. At this moment, the eight or nine-year-old children behind him are already the last. Although he was only eight or nine years old, he already had Ann's strong physique, a head taller than children of the same age, and except for Ann's beard, this child must have grown up to be a leader.

Ann looked behind her, walked up to her son and hugged her tightly: "My people, Ann is my only son. If you want to eat him, why don't you sacrifice me and Ann to the god of water. ”

The crowd was silent, but hunger made them a little restless. Even the woman who was crying turned her gaze. Obviously, the loss of his son was only a moment of grief, but hunger made it even more unbearable.

Ann looked at her people very sadly, but it was impossible for him to give up his son Qi. So Ann drew the bone knife. In the surprised eyes of the clansmen, he ripped off his animal skin clothes, revealing his strong muscles.

Just when the clansmen were looking forward to Anhui personally killing his son and letting the clansmen share it. Ann cut his animal skin jacket into skins and strips, tied the already frightened Kai to his back, and then, with a desperate look at his people, jumped into the flood.

A wave came and made the people who were still stupid on the hill unsteady, and some even fell directly into the water and disappeared in an instant, and Ann disappeared with the waves.

Ann eventually died, while his son Kai survived. Moments before Ann's physical strength was exhausted, she finally caught a piece of wood. Ann used his last strength to put Kei on the wood.

"Kai, live well!" Looking at the appearance of the six gods without a master, An said with a smile. Then it sank into the flood.

At this moment, his heart was broken, even if he was frightened, even if he was in the flood, Qi was not so sad. Or if you are eaten by your clansmen, you won't be so sad. At this moment, when Ann really disappeared in front of him, he cried, crying heartbreakingly.

The flood covered the earth completely, and there was no food or drink, and the flood beneath his feet was all mud and sand. Kai only wet the animal skin on his body and wrung out the water, and this lasted for three consecutive days, and finally stopped at the edge of a piece of land.

Kai looked cautiously for a while before daring to go ashore. Because Kai knows that he is too weak, and the weak are just food in the eyes of others.

It's a plain, with lots of trees, and a lot of panicked birds, and a lot of fish on the shore that have been knocked unconscious.

Kai, picked up a big fish, and gnawed desperately, even if the scales cut the flesh and blood at the corner of his mouth, Kai didn't stop at all.

In the days that followed, Kai lived quietly here. There were many encounters with humans in between, and Kai was also careful to avoid them. Eight years passed like this. Kai is sixteen years old.

As my body grows, I feel that my strength is getting stronger and stronger. is no longer the powerless child, but a man who is strong like a shot with his own father. 、

Kai thought about joining a group, but the shadow of his childhood made him afraid to get close, so he could only watch from afar.

Finally, one day, a young girl came to the shore. In Kai's eyes, the girl is the most beautiful, and she smiles. Every word and deed makes Qi linger and can't help but think about it.

On this day, a group of men riding war horses came from the girl's tribe, wielding bone knives and thick sticks, and soon killed all the men of this tribe, and the remaining women and children were driven together by these big men like a flock of sheep.

Kai was very nervous, but the girl was among them, and he was hesitating whether to rush forward or not.

The men with bone knives and sticks, laughing, they left the guards, and the others unceremoniously enjoyed the spoils, slaughtering and roasting the domestic animals of the tribe, pulling out the women of the tribe and forcing them to dance. Until one of them rushed over and pulled up the girl!

Yes! Help! Save me! The girl shouted desperately. It was no different from the bullied women shouting, but it was so piercing in Kai's ears, so Kai rushed up and picked up the weapon on the ground. Sent into the chest of the person closest to him.

Kai's eyes instantly turned red, like a pool of blood.

"Kill him!" Kai's entry quickly aroused the murderous nature of these people who usually kill, and they took up arms and rushed over.

Qi, who had never killed anyone, didn't have a trace of fear at this moment, on the contrary, Kai felt very excited. There seems to be an inexhaustible power in the body. With each kill, it seems that his strength has increased by one point.

These people are hunters, hunters who specialize in hunting tribes, but today, they have encountered an eternal nightmare, one person actually killed forty-six people, and the rest, standing in the distance, trembling with fear one by one, this is stupid, in this young man with red eyes like blood, they are like docile sheep, as long as they walk into the position of three meters beside him, they will let their bodies directly split the demon!

When the people around them, looking at the young man covered in blood in front of him, even some of them were scared to death, and the rest of the people still had the will to fight, so they threw down the weapons in their hands and turned around and ran.

The women and children of the tribe walked out in fear, looked at the young man in front of them, and knelt down. The girl looked at Kai with infinite awe.

Qi suddenly felt that this kind of life was not bad, and the woman he had a crush on was now like a commodity on the shelf. You can take it away whenever you need it.

So Kei stayed and turned the girl into his wife. Everything seems to be starting to go perfect.

As a group of merchants passes through the tribe, Kai doesn't realize that his life will change again.

These people are holding crosses! Said to be the god they believed in, the cross was used by God to punish the heathen.

For these, Kai didn't care. Because these people are too weak in his eyes, he can kill them all at any time.

The caravan did not leave for several days, and they even gave what they had in their hands to the people here at no cost, and, preaching, the glory of God.

Kai still didn't care. Until his wife, the former maiden, came up to him and demanded that Kai be loyal to this so-called God.

The girl's expression was indescribably haughty, as if she was looking at the ants at her feet.

Kai was very surprised, and thought that the girl was sick, and as soon as his hand was stretched out, he felt a strong force throw himself out of the room.

"Surrender or die!"

"Surrender or die!"

This kind of sound is resounding all around! Kai raised his head in confusion, rubbed his eyes, and found that the people of the caravan were standing around him and holding the cross high.

His wife, looking at him coldly, stood on the high platform, and the people who shouted at him were the tribesmen he had saved. There was a flash of madness on their faces.