"Is it really feasible?" Ye Ming muttered to himself.

He felt Lance's body instantly full of vitality after bathing in the light, as if the empty water tank had been refilled.

It seems that the divine power that was originally used to entertain oneself in the mysterious space and was occasionally used to peep at the screen actually had a very good effect on the mortal body.

Different from the feedback given to Martin and Jacob, after shamelessly injecting two points of energy into Lance's body, Ye Ming felt that in his current state, he could kill a cow with one punch, and his whole body was warm, and even the inner lining that was originally wet with sweat was steamed dry.

"Zero, detect the current attributes of this body, and compare the previous attribute data. He commanded.

A row of information comes to mind:

Lance Ilketelin

Power: 1.5 (1.2↓)

Dexterity: 1.7 (1.4↓)

Constitution: 2.0 (1.7↓)

Energy: 2.0↓ (Continuously consumed...) ）

Condition: Good, self-healing

"Huh, are there more energy options?" Ye Ming was a little surprised: "Is it because of being baptized by his own divine power, so that this body can also store energy?"

This is good news, and it means that he can use it to use the power of God in the mortal world!

Ye Ming showed a smug smile, but then disappeared in disappointment.

Maybe Lance's injury was almost healed, and his physical attribute value returned to the normal range, which was much higher than when Ye Ming first came, but there was no sign of an increase in his imagination.

"Could it be that my divine power only has the effect of healing wounds and restoring physical strength?" Ye Ming was a little unwilling in his heart, which meant that his power seemed to be very weak!

Healing and restoration?

He laughed self-deprecatingly, the power that can destroy the world in his fantasy doesn't seem to exist, can he only be an auxiliary god?

Wrong!

Your divine power shouldn't be so fragile!

Ye Ming absolutely didn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it, no one was willing to be weak, he longed to be strong, and only if he was strong enough could he support his innermost desires.

Someday!

He longed to see through the mysteries of this world, to return to the earth of his dreams, to return to her.

He longed to get out of the unchanging darkness, walk on the real earth, and return to his original form.

There will be a way, everything will come to pass...

The barbarians of the Misty Mountains were so frightened by his crazy eyes that they took a few steps back, and they pounced on them with some angry roars.

"Get out of here!"

Ye Ming's irritable roar exploded like muffled thunder.

Obviously it was no good experience to provoke an out-of-control male lion, and the people of the Misty Mountains paid the price in blood for their recklessness.

In the wails of fear, the stumps were flying, and blood was splattering.

The decapitated bodies were like fountains, raining blood into the air, and then falling down to stain the snow around them red.

Ye Ming waved the long sword in his hand, venting the negative emotions in his heart to the fullest, and the slippery feeling coming from the hilt of the sword made him clearly feel his strength.

Unbeatable!

With the help of the chip, the Misty Mountain people fell like mowing grass, and the invincible figure covered in blood and demons turned them from fearless warriors into frightened sheep.

So much so that after Ye Ming killed all the barbarians who surrounded him like crazy, no one dared to take a step forward to make up for the gap on this battlefield.

He is so powerful!

"But this is not the power I want!" Ye Ming shouted unwillingly in his heart: "This is the power of mortals, not gods!"

He was not satisfied with this, he was not satisfied with being a powerful mortal, a god who only had the power to heal and restore!

How he wanted to regain his true existence, instead of taking over other people's bodies like a ghost...

Authentic?

Reality!

Since this energy can act on reality, it should not only have such power.

It should be the wrong way to use it yourself!

Ye Ming came back to his senses and noticed that the energy was slowly being consumed as Lance's body recovered, so he simply pulled it up tentatively.

Since gentle exertion can restore injuries and physical strength, what happens if you gather a large amount of energy at once?

Do it when you think of it!

Thanks to the practice day after day in the mysterious space, Ye Ming easily separated half of the energy and gathered its output in his hand, which looked like a ball of light, which was very beautiful.

"But what's the use?"

Ye Ming could clearly feel the energy contained in it, but he couldn't understand its function, so he had to guess a little confused.

Will it heal the wounds more quickly or will it be able to resurrect the dead?

All kinds of wonderful powers flashed through his mind, but as the energy was output, the form of the ball of light became disordered, and it felt like he was holding a bomb about to explode in his hand.

For the sake of the safety of Lance's body, Ye Ming threw it in the direction of the Misty Mountain Man without hesitation.

"Boom!"

A dazzling light flashed, making people subconsciously close their eyes.

The screams were accompanied by a roar in his ears.

"It's...!"

Ye Ming didn't expect that the energy that was originally beneficial to the body would become so violent after exploding.

I saw that the original ball of light made a loud noise in mid-air, and after exploding, it turned into a dazzling flame, falling down like a meteor, which looked very beautiful, but also hidden killing intentions.

The people of the Misty Mountains who were contaminated with it wailed and rolled on the snow, trying to rely on its low temperature to alleviate their own pain.

They're set on fire!

The small flame ignited at the moment of death, and the blazing flame turned the whole person into a torch.

Ye Ming was surprised to find that the appearance of these people was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their strong bodies were becoming more and more shriveled, until the whole person was burned into a dried corpse, and the screams stopped abruptly.

The flame is fueled by life force!

He watched in horror as the flames that were slowly retracting and returning to their original shape, but had become much larger overall, rose again and flew in his direction, and a little panicked rode his horse and galloped: "Is there a mistake!

After seeing the strangeness of these small flames, he really didn't dare to risk his life, although it was true that these things were released by himself, but who could guarantee that they would not hurt him?

Ye Ming scolded and rushed towards the formation of the Misty Mountain people, trying to get them to block the pursuit of the flames for him.

But obviously, the people of Misty Mountain were not stupid, and wherever Ye Ming passed, a wide passage was instantly awayed, allowing him to gallop in his own camp as if he had entered a no-man's land.

"Damn, these damn brutes!" Ye Ming scolded.

The flames behind him seemed to be staring at themselves, ignoring the misty mountain people all over the surrounding mountains, but they just bit him to death, and there was a big picture of an endless posture.

Moreover, their flying speed is getting faster and faster, even if the horse under the crotch has passed through the chaotic battlefield in a short period of time, Ye Ming is still very unfortunate to be caught up by it.

He felt the heat behind him, trembled with fright, fell off his horse, and rolled on the snow screaming, "Ahh

But the expected severe pain did not come, but he noticed that after these flames merged into Lance's body, they actually entered the mysterious space along the spiritual channel, and like those tiny points of light, they swirled around his body in circles and circles.

"Huh?"

This phenomenon can't tell the good from the bad for the time being, Ye Ming got up a little embarrassed, and looked at the bear-claw berserkers who were carrying giant axes and had completely surrounded themselves.

"It's good that it's far enough away from here, as long as you kill all these witnesses..."

Considering his image of being wise and martial, he grinned toothily at these Misty Mountain elites.

"Kill him!"

A hint of jealousy flashed in the eyes of the shaman behind the bearclaw berserker, as if he was angered by Ye Ming's attitude, and waved the scepter in his hand and pointed it at him.

"This is Lance's goal?" Ye Ming glanced at the shaman deeply.

He wore a mask made of animal bones, his whole body was shrouded in a thick black robe, and the scepter he held in his hand was a human skull at the top, which looked a little mysterious.

"It's a good seedling for making horror movies..."Ye Ming complained.

Since he was entrusted by others to be loyal, he felt the energy in his body, and there was no sign of recovery from what he had consumed before, and the rest was slowly draining.

"It seems that mortals can only borrow divine power for a short time..."Ye Ming said with some emotion.

He has become more and more of a state of being a god.

"Kill!"

The Bearclaw berserkers roared and swung their axes and charged at him, intending to dismantle him.

However, Ye Ming had no intention of competing with this group of people in terms of combat skills, he calmly stretched out his hand, and in an instant, another ball of light condensed!

Although I don't know what the magic of the points of light formed by those flames is for a while, they are not useless because they absorb life energy.

"Try Lao Tzu's Holy Light Bomb!" Ye Ming smiled and threw the ball of light towards the crowd.

In an instant, another dazzling light lit up!

"Ahh

The bear-claw berserkers scattered in horror, but just like chasing Ye Ming before, the small flames scorched on their respective targets like spirits according to the number of split individuals, and they burst into flames.

"You... You damned demon!" The shaman's hand with the scepter trembled with fear and rage, and began to murmur awkward incantations.

Ye Ming watched him dance there with great interest, and he didn't mean to stop him, after successfully discovering the way to use energy, he even couldn't wait to see what kind of power the gods of this world had.

"Give me power, great Virgives...", with the shaman's shout, the decorative skull mouth on the scepter "clicked" and moved, and two ghostly lights rose from the originally empty eye sockets!