Being able to brainwash tens of thousands of people, make them loyal, and be willing to die for themselves, this is an amazing supernatural power, steady and steady, step by step, and establishing a dynasty is not a problem, this god general, I don't know what to think.

When the gods will ride away, Ke Mingde will come out of the tent, the gods will be in strong spirits, and it is difficult to guarantee that he will not find himself, and it is also a troublesome matter to be hunted down by the army.

"Grab someone and ask. ”

Ke Mingde moved his mind.

"Huh?"

In a tent, with a little oil lamp burning, it was a tent of a god, and there lived only one young man, with a few sparse hairs growing from his lips.

The young man was holding a sharp knife, his teeth chattering, his forehead sweating, and something carved into his left arm.

Bloody.

After a while, he stopped self-harming and lay down on the blanket, chanting the words:

"Father, I will help you out, mother, sister, brother...... I'll save you......"

"What people!"

He sat up and reached out to hold the knife in his hand.

With the help of a bean light, he could see the appearance of the person who came.

Dressed in Ziyi, his face is handsome, his beard is shaved, and his body has a faint mountain-like majesty, implicit but not revealing, and his bearing is extraordinary.

"Who are you, trespassing on the barracks, and there is no escaping the death penalty. ”

The young man squinted his eyes and saw that he was unarmed, but he did not dare to relax at all.

There are many kinds of methods used by gods and men, and the more they do not use weapons, the more worthy of vigilance must be.

"I'm from the city of fish. ”

Ke Mingde said briefly.

"At this moment, other gods are all looking for pleasure and drinking, but you are harming yourself here, which I don't understand. ”

"It turned out to be a healing power!" Ke Mingde caught a glimpse of the wound on his arm, which had stopped bleeding and was showing signs of healing.

"Are you a person with the Yu clan, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

There were patrolling soldiers outside, and the camp tent did not have the ability to insulate sound, as long as it was shouted, someone would immediately respond, and the young man had no fear.

Instead of answering, Ke Mingde reached out and tried to grab his wrist.

"What do you write on your arm?"

Naturally, the young man would not be restrained, and punched Ke Mingde in the face.

Ke Mingde slapped his hand and hit him on the fist, stopping the process of punching and exerting force.

The young man was furious, and no longer kept his hand, but stabbed with a sharp knife in his hand.

Ke Mingde blocked it back with another palm.

The tent was cramped, and in a space the size of a lying cow, the two men intersected with their fists and feet, and they fought closely.

The more the young man fights, the more uncomfortable he becomes, every punch and kick he makes, he will be intercepted by the other party, stuck in the most difficult position, and his strength cannot be exerted by ten percent, and he is sad and wants to vomit blood.

"No more fighting!"

He recognized the situation: "What do you mean by coming, I only need to shout, and you can't escape with your wings." ”

"It's not a small strength, this is also your supernatural power?" Ke Mingde said to him.

The strength of the young man is amazing, and it is similar to the iron eating of the Barberry Clan.

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me what you mean!"

"You are the only one in the entire camp who is not controlled by the gods. ”

Ke Mingde said slowly, the young man's pupils shrank, and he didn't speak, indicating acquiescence.

"Everyone, including gods and monsters, is controlled by the gods and attacks other tribes, why is that?"

"In order to capture a sufficient number of humans, blood sacrifices are made to the god of Qingmang. ”

"What is the Qingmang God, and why do you want to sacrifice it in blood?"

"Qingmang God is a big tree, a forest, a tree monster, the inheritance of the gods and men of the Zao Liang clan was cut off more than 100 years ago, where to migrate, worship it as a god, carry out blood sacrifices, in exchange for shelter and a stable residence. ”

The young man said, his tone dismissive.

"You don't seem to have any respect for this god?"

"I'm not the one who created the good clan, so why should I respect it? ”

"Then why are you in the army of the Zaorashi clan and join it?"

"I was originally from the Qishan clan, my father was a god of the tribe, eight years ago, my father led a team to the Zaorashi clan to trade goods, and after returning, he joined the Zaura clan. ”

The youth clenched his fists.

"Your father is controlled?" Commend guessed.

The youth was silent.

"Why don't you leave if you're not controlled?"

"My father and my brother are all under control, and where can I go if I am alone? If I go, they will surely suffer revenge and be sacrificed to the god of green mangs with blood. ”

The young man of the Qi clan said desolately, painful and helpless.

"Death in your body is also the best among the men of God, and it is not difficult to take them away. ”

The young man was silent for a while before he said:

"My father is a god. ”

"What?!"

Ke Mingde was a little surprised.

"Let's not mention that, what are you here late at night for? ”

Youth change the subject.

"I'm just here to find out some news, and when I saw that you were a little special, I came over to take a look. ”

Ke Mingde said.

"Alas!" the young man sighed, as if suppressing a thousand words:

"You go quickly, while the city is not broken, leave with relatives and friends, and flee far away, in this world, there is no battle that my father can't win, and when the war is over, even if you are a god, you can't escape the end of being controlled, your wife and daughter, will be divided by others, they can save their lives, and the rest of the people will be sacrificed by blood. ”

The young man was moved by compassion and persuaded Ke Mingde to flee.

"It's okay, it's still early in the morning, and it's never too late to leave. ”

Ke Mingde sat down on the blanket: "Why weren't you hypnotized?"

"Me?"

The youth is caught up in memories and slowly tells his story.

The young man's name is Sora, and his father's name is Ze, who is the leader of the Qishan clan.

The Qishan tribe is a small tribe, Ze luckily obtained supernatural powers, can affect the mood and consciousness of other people, can hypnotize dozens of people, under his leadership and hypnosis, the Qishan clan people have become industrious and brave, thriving.

Ze himself has hypnotic powers, knows its power, and trains his children since childhood to strengthen their resistance.

When Sora was eight years old, he accidentally ate wild fruits and awakened supernatural powers, which he called the Seven Exquisite Hearts, with a strong heart and full of power, giving him superhuman strength and recovery ability, and his spirit became stronger and stronger, and his father could not affect him in the slightest.

Until one day, his father brought a good harvest of grain to the Zaura clan in exchange for salt and bronze utensils, and when he returned, everything changed.

Ze suddenly possessed a spiritual power as vast as the sea, and he became unrecognizable to his six relatives, hypnotizing the entire Qishan clan, including Sora.

They left their homeland, abandoned their familiar homeland, and went to the Zairashi clan.

At that time, the Zaoliang clan was still a small tribe, and there was only one god, and with the strength of the whole clan, he sacrificed to the demon tree Qingmang, and the arrival of Ze changed everything.

He took control of everyone, dug up the blood pool, killed all the old, weak, sick and disabled of the two tribes of the Blood Sacrifice Demon Tree, and then led the united Shinzo Liang clan to conquer the east and west, and annex all the surrounding tribes.

In the end, the Zao Liang clan became a big tribe, and the demon tree Qingmang received tens of thousands of blood sacrifices and grew more vigorously.

Qi Shankong was seriously injured in a battle, and the pain allowed him to break free from his mind control.

He stretched out his arm, and the wound had healed, leaving some white marks that formed several characters: "This is my mother's name, this is my sister's...... I rely on pain every day to stimulate myself and not be controlled. ”

Ke Mingde felt pity, Qishan Kong's beard did not grow, and he experienced such a tragedy.

"Your father has become a clone of the Demon Tree!" Ke Mingde guessed.

"Yes, I thought so too. ”

岐空 says:

"He doesn't recognize his six relatives, he doesn't know my mother, his wife, and he doesn't know me and other brothers, he claims to be a god general under Qingmang, everything is considered for the magic tree, regardless of the fertile land, digging rivers to irrigate it, killing people and sacrificing blood, I have already guessed!"

"This must be the magic power of the magic tree, it can turn your father into a clone, borrow the corpse to resurrect the soul, and possess the rebirth, but the magic tree's magical ability is limited, and it can only manipulate one or a few people, otherwise, it doesn't have to rely on your father's hypnotic supernatural power!"

Ke Mingde made a reasonable guess, he was a little moved, this kind of supernatural power may allow Vera to regain her body or even resurrect her.