Yao then recounted the defeat and slaughter of his tribe.

After listening to Yao's slightly sad story, Wang Qiang sighed: "You don't plan to avenge your tribe?" ”

The brutality of reality pulled Wang Qiang's praise of the world back.

"It's not that I haven't thought about revenge." Yao sighed: "I studied hard in the Holy Mountain in order to be able to take revenge, but the tribe that wiped out us was also slaughtered by other tribes a few years ago. ”

Wang Qiang also sighed: "There are too many killings, it shouldn't be like this." ”

Yao nodded: "After all these years of study, I feel more and more that there is always an invisible hand manipulating conflicts between tribes. ”

"Huh?" Wang Qiang heard something in Yao's words.

"I've got a book here, maybe you should read it, quietly." Yao said this and gently placed a book in Wang Qiang's hand.

Wang Qiang picked up the book and looked at the title, because of the fruit of the sacred tree, Wang Qiang was able to clearly grasp this kind of writing.

Flipping through the homepage of "Glen Shire's Notes", Wang Qiang read a sentence: All things are ants...... Except for our people.

Wang Qiang stroked the handwriting, and then quickly flipped through the book, and found that the pages were probably all about the battles that Glen Charles experienced during the voyage.

"Where did you get this book?" Wang Qiang asked Yao in some surprise.

"What was left by the mountain lord was picked up by me." Yao replied: "This should be the mountain lord's notes, but judging from the mountain lord's usual behavior, the story recorded on it does not look like the mountain lord did it.

Wang Qiang pondered carefully, and finally couldn't help but touch the words on the notebook again, at this time, Wang Qiang's fingers turned into a golden tentacle in his mind!

Perception, a unique way of perceiving between the races of gods.

That's right!

Wang Qiang discovered a fact and had certain doubts.

There is something wrong with things, and you need to take a good look at it, Wang Qiang patted his head.

Wang Qiang raised his head, looked at Yao and asked, "What kind of person do you think your mountain master is?" ”

Yao thought for a while and said, "The mountain lord is very tolerant of us, except for the things conveyed by Lord Thor, the mountain lord rarely cares about us...... But ......"

Yao wanted to speak and stopped.

"But what?" Wang Qiang asked.

Yao said uncertainly: "But I think the mountain lord doesn't care much about what we do, that's because there is no us in her eyes." ”

Bang!

Wang Qiang closed the "Glenshire Notes", and thought in his heart, some things were like a layer of window paper that had not been pierced, and he was stuck in his heart.

At night, the starry sky is brilliant.

The moon in this world is exceptionally huge, and the clean air brings a wonderful sensory treat to the eyes.

Wang Qiang was hanging out on Glenshire, preoccupied.

Some of the modified plants in the upper steppe are lit up at night, like lights, making people feel warm.

But at this time, Wang Qiang was confused.

According to his talk with Gargamel, he knows a lot of "facts", but when he came into contact with "Glenshire Notes" by chance today, Wang Qiang suspected that some of the facts Gargamel said were just lies!

First of all, there is a strong aura left on the "Glenshire Notes", which is called a blood pheromone by the race of gods, and is a special marker to distinguish individuals.

Although the blood pheromones on "Glenshire Notes" are old and even untraceable, Wang Qiang can still confidently judge that they are Gargamel's pheromones, so pure that they can't be quibbled.

Well, this illustrates one thing--- Glenschal's Notes was written by Gargamel's own hand.

Wang Qiang read the words in the notebook, and deeply felt the indifference and pride of a higher species, and the feeling that this pheromone brought to him was very different from the feeling that Gargamel showed in front of him.

The "she" in the pheromone is full of cold-bloodedness, and every battle, every killing, and every feeling she records is a highly indifferent description from the outside...... This indifference almost made me wonder if she had feelings.

Brother Qiang thought about it, Gargamel showed a convincing comfort in front of him, he could deeply feel the humanity and sensibility that existed in her, and even had a strong temptation, tempting him to want to rip off her clothes and get on her, but he also knew that she was just a monster in human skin.

These are two completely different people!

However, there are sufficient facts to prove that the author of "Glen Shire's Notes" and Gargamel himself are simply one person.

The god race is ever-changing, and blood pheromones are the most reliable way to identify the god race, just like the anti-counterfeiting mark, which is as real and reliable as the anti-counterfeiting mark, and any camouflage in front of blood pheromones is pale and powerless.

Wang Qiang walked slowly, his mood extremely complicated.

Although her feelings tried to convince herself that Gargamel was a beautiful and human "person", reason told her that Gargamel had only subtly deceived herself, and that she had disguised herself and left out the details.

And...... From the "Glenshire Notes", Wang Qiang also found that there were no clues about the sect master at all, all the language, all the tones, made Gargamel seem to be a master.

…… There is no sect master at all, there is no servant descendant at all, Gargamel is a pure race of gods, Wang Qiang finally came to such a conclusion.

She's cheating on me, what is she trying to do?

Wang Qiang took a deep breath and finally smoothed out everything according to his own train of thought.

Although Brother Qiang's reaction was a little slower, he was not stupid.

A red leaf fell in front of him, Wang Qiang raised his head, and his footsteps stopped in front of the tree of life.

The tree of life at night is particularly weird, it looks like it is open and clawed, and the leaves still rustle from time to time, and there is no wind blowing at this time, the sound of the leaves is very strange, Wang Qiang listens carefully, and feels that these rustling sounds are like people moaning for help in some lost space.

Wang Qiang stretched out his hand and touched the trunk of the tree.

The moment he touched the trunk of the tree, thousands of strange thoughts poured into his head like a faucet had been turned on!

Most of these emotions are fear, pain, suffering, and discomfort.

This made Wang Qiang couldn't help but be startled.

Hurriedly taking back his hand, Wang Qiang couldn't help but look at his palm again, as if he had encountered an illusion.

This tree is very strange!

After being mentally prepared, Wang Qiang stretched out his hand again and touched the tree of life.

This time, when the infinite external emotions poured into him, Wang Qiang released his own energy body and suppressed the outpouring of these emotions, just like gently turning off the faucet to let the water drip out.

Feeling quietly, with the increase of time, Wang Qiang was completely surprised!

The emotions in this tree are clearly those of every living being who is swallowed by the tree of life! So much, so much!

The cold sweat on Wang Qiang's body kept dripping, and the cold air on his backbone was rising.

At this age, there are very few things that scare you like this.

All...... Just because ...... The deities contained in this tree...... It's just too much!

Countless lives!

Countless emotions!

Untold suffering!

Countless wails!

Countless requests for help!

It's all in the middle of this......

These are clearly imprisoned souls!

Suddenly, Wang Qiang trembled, and a familiar voice appeared in front of him.

"Immortal ......"

It's Lao Kang!

Damn it!

Wang Qiang's mind actually searched for Lao Kang among hundreds of millions of souls!

"Lao Kang, why are you here? Shouldn't you go back? Wang Qiang tried to communicate with his thoughts.

"Shangxian...... Woooooooo "Lao Kang's soul is crying.

"What the hell is going on?" Wang Qiang asked.

"Shangxian, we didn't leave...... All killed, everyone, here...... Woowoowoo...... It's all here," Lao Kang's soul wept and recounted.

Wang Qiang felt that his hairs were exploding!

Gargamel actually deceived himself!

Naked deception, undisguised deception!

Pity yourself for not even noticing!

Hateful!

"Gargamel!" Wang Qiang roared.

"Giggles, you're calling me?"

A light laugh came from behind him, Gargamel yawned.

"You lied to me!" Wang Qiang asked angrily.

Gargamel put away his lazy expression: "Looks like you know!" ”

"I know more, what should I call you? Are you a servant or the damned Monteiro of your mouth? ”

Gargamel looked at the books on the ground, then raised his head and looked directly at Wang Qiang indifferently.

"So, you know, okay, it's game over, we can't continue to have fun." As he spoke, Gargamel's hands turned into a dozen green tentacles, and his beautiful skin began to burn.

Wang Qiang looked at Gargamel, which was shrouded in burning green fire, and he also bloomed with a powerful golden light without showing weakness!

An overwhelming murderous aura poured out from Wang Qiang's body, which was the power of Brother Qiang's countless murders.

"Before the fight, I have one more question." Wang Qiang pinched a golden long knife that had been conjured up and spoke.

Gargamel blinked in the green flames and said, "You're such a talkative fellow, well, if you have any other questions, maybe I'll answer you if I'm in a good mood." ”

Jin Mang gathered around Wang Qiang, and Wang Qiang asked: "At the beginning, in order to resist Glen Shire's shipborne artillery fire, I almost used my strength and caused a lot of damage, but why would you be willing to save me?" ”

As soon as the question came out, Gargamel giggled, "You are so innocent, do you really think that I am bent on saving you?" You're so stupid, more than half of the natives of this world are smarter than you. ”

Wang Qiang had a bad premonition in his heart.

"What do you mean?" Wang Qiang asked.

Gargamel laughed: "Wang Qiang, Wang Qiang, how could such a magnificent figure as Saint Oak choose a person like you as a servant?" This is really a rare failure in the course of its hundreds of millions of years of life. ”

"What do you mean?" Wang Qiang asked.

Gargamel stretched out his finger and pointed at Wang Qiang, and said, "You don't want to think about it, what did I give you to drink during those days of recuperation?" ”

Wang Qiang chuckled in his heart: "What did you give me to drink?" ”

Gargamel replied, "For the sake of your upcoming supplies, I'll tell you directly." You're in a fragile state with a serious injury, and it's not conducive to me extracting the essence of life, so I have to pinch my nose to revive you, for the sake of Saint Oak's genetic ability sequence! The potions that were given to you to drink were all cracking potions that targeted your genetic ability sequence. The life essence of the Great War God Oak is not an ordinary product, and it is very difficult to suppress you without paying a price, but if you are invited to drink the cracking potion, the situation is different. ”

As he spoke, Gargamel stretched out his tentacles, which flickered in the air, and a spark appeared.

"Look!" As he spoke, Gargamel threw out the green fire in his hand, and the green fire fluttered in the air and flew directly towards Wang Qiang!

In the face of the flying green fire, Wang Qiang instinctively mobilized his body's energy to block!

However, the invincible crystal energy of the past could not stop the attack of the green fire no matter what!

Seeing the green fire penetrate the defense, penetrate the golden light, penetrate all obstacles, and drill in front of him, Wang Qiang was terrified to the extreme!

Seeing the green fire penetrate the defense, penetrate the golden light, penetrate all obstacles, and drill in front of him, Wang Qiang was terrified to the extreme!

What's going on?

Own defense...... In front of the green fire, it actually fell apart?

It's incredible!

Unacceptable!

Stunned and surprised, Wang Qiang's scalp almost exploded.

That's it!

That's it!

Watching the green fire pass through the golden light, float in front of him, and stain his clothes, Wang Qiang knew that this time he was miscalculated.

It's over!

Wang Qiang looked up to the sky and sighed.

However, the green fire did not cause substantial harm on the body, but turned into a puff of smoke...... extinguished.

Wang Qiang was furious, when the matter came, Gargamel still had to play with himself, this fucking mind was so complicated.

"Fuck you!"

Wang Qiang was furious, the golden light on his body exploded, and the crystal energy of the life essence structure burst out, in the golden light, Wang Qiang's hand rose and fell, and a domineering golden cyan knife tore through the space and shot away, and the blade went straight to Gargamel.

Such a fast speed, such a burst of energy, such a strong ability to tear space, in the blink of an eye, the sword swept Gargamel!

However, all this was to no avail, after the blade, Gargamel was still slim on the spot, and not even a trace of sideburns were messed up, and he still maintained a beautiful smile on his face, and the burning green fire set off the bewitching and weird...... Only a building behind Gargamel was in ruins, which reminded him that the sword was a real killer move.

The ground had been plowed and the building had been destroyed, and Gargamel, the target, was left untouched.

Wang Qiang's arms trembled, and he didn't understand why Gargamel was unscathed, but Wang Qiang knew that he was completely planted.

"Giggles, you're poor in donkey skills." Gargamel laughed.

"What did you do to me?" Wang Qiang's heart was full of fear and anger, but he was helpless, and this feeling was really uncomfortable.

He is like pork on a cutting board, and in front of Gargamel, he can only let him slaughter.

"The current me is invincible to the current you!" Gargamel said as he stretched out his tentacle and gently pulled it, and with the boiling of the air, Wang Qiang found that a tentacle suddenly appeared in front of him!

"Damn it!" Wang Qiang roared.

However, with all his might, he couldn't avoid this green tentacle at all.

"The sequence of abilities on your body has been cracked by me, and you have no secrets to speak of now." Gargamel said.

Wang Qiang trembled all over, and in the face of the tentacles' confinement, his crystal energy had no effect.

"Every Monteiro clan has its own secrets in its genetic energy, this is the most powerful place for the Monteiro people, you don't know my hole cards and I know you well, so I can defeat you at any time. I use so much effort just to deceive you and get the genetic secrets of you. ”

Gargamel exclaimed, "Think of Saint-Oak's genetic powers, those mysterious genetic sequences that make people feel powerful, and now that I have them, in time, I will definitely gain even more powerful abilities." At that point, I'll settle the grudge with some guys about the feud 30,000 years ago. ”

Wang Qiang listened to Gargamel's words and seemed to understand that he had been robbed of something very important by her during this time.

Gargamel looked at Wang Qiang and finally said, "Your secret has been discovered by me, and my secret is for you...... Hehe, you can't even see the surface clearly, let alone the essence clearly. From the beginning to the end, my talk with you is full of countless lies, but one sentence is 100% true. That is--- you are really stupider than the native uncivilized monkeys! Hahahaha. ”

Wang Qiang's eyes were bloodshot, but he was helpless. Now, all the plays have to be sung by Gargamel alone.

"Now that you're of no use, let me think about what to do with you." Gargamel tapped his beautiful head and thought, "By the way, haven't you always been curious about this tree of life?" Then I will fulfill you in the end, let you deeply understand what kind of existence the tree of life is, and help you realize the final value by the way. ”

As he spoke, Gargamel's tentacles came out in unison, tearing through a huge space!

It was a blood-red space, filled with all sorts of moans and curses.

"This space is connected to the root system of the tree of life. For 30,000 years, imprisoned souls have been rotting in this space until they are wiped out. This will also be your final destination. ”

Gargamel's eyes simply blinked, looking so innocent that no one would have thought of what a vicious monster was hiding beneath the surface.

"You...... I won't let you go! Wang Qiang roared angrily. At this moment, Wang Qiang was unprecedentedly discouraged.

"Hehehehe, my Tree of Life has grown for so many years, and it eats all kinds of unsavory things, and you are a big meal for it."

Wang Qiang's face was pale, and he didn't even bother to scold.

"Goodbye, Wang Qiang, no, it's time to say goodbye." Gargamel waved his tentacles, rolled Wang Qiang's tentacles and reached out, throwing Wang Qiang directly into the torn blood-colored space.

"Ahh When Wang Qiang entered the space, he let out a last roar, but the sound fluttered far away and gradually dissipated in the other space.

The spatial crack was bridged, and countless ghosts and weeping gods disappeared, Gargamel squinted, looked at his Tree of Life, and muttered to himself: "This time, the evolution of the Tree of Life should be able to go to the next level." ”