"I am ......"

The memory of the first saint of the human race is slightly confused, in his memories, he was born in a small tribe of the human race 'Wei' strong man, was named 'Lai', as for who his parents are for a long time there is no memory, after all, in the environment at that time, most children actually don't know who their parents are, and even if they know, in the desolate continent where there are many dangers and thousands of races to collect the 'poll tax', not many people can live to old age.

At a very young age in the future, his parents were suspected of having died while hunting, or became a 'poll tax' and became food for all races.

In the perception of many human races, the so-called "old death" is just an ethereal concept, and several impressions of death are either raised and eaten by all races, or killed by wild beasts, or died of starvation due to disease or lack of food.

Human beings who can die of old age can be called a myth, there is no one in a thousand miles, and it is too rare.

Unlike the vast majority of human beings, there is a determination in the bottom of his heart in the future, every time he sees the ten thousand races coming to collect the poll tax, or temporarily raising up a mass killing, he is extremely angry in his heart, which is completely different from the fear and numbness of ordinary people, and he is not impulsive, whether he is cowardly or cautious, while deeply knowing that he is weak and all races are strong, even if the anger in his heart can burn everything, it is well hidden, as if he is born to deceive people.

Fortunately, the ten thousand tribes who can come to collect the poll tax are not strong, even if they count the innate physical advantage, they do not have that kind of mind-reading ability, which makes the future finally grow up, and under the persistent training, he has become a well-known young hunter of the 'Wei tribe', and in those years, the future has gradually discovered that his wisdom is much higher than that of others, and many skills that seem simple to him can not be learned even if they are taught to the clansmen.

With such accumulation day by day, he doesn't have much hope for his people in the future, he thinks that he is different, probably the kind of person who is rumored to be one in a million, otherwise he can't explain why his people can naturally comprehend the skills, even if they don't make any progress for months or years, they can't even master the skin.

When he recalled this, the first saint of the human race frowned slightly, and he found that his future memories were a little blurry.

For example, by chance...... Perhaps by chance, he naturally touched the rhythm of time, even if his body was no different from ordinary people, he could slightly pluck the melody of time, make time slow, let his own time speed up accordingly, and then make a certain object, including the time of life, appear a short countercurrent.

In addition to these, his power control skills have also improved by leaps and bounds, for example, when he controlled his own strength before, he could only achieve a mixture of his whole body like a big Dan at most, and his spirit and spirit were one, concentrating the power of smashing rocks in one finger, unloading nine percent of all kinds of impact forces, and keeping himself almost unharmed.

But after that time, the future found that even if he just exhaled an ordinary breath, he could use incredible skills to compress that breath in his chest and abdomen again and again, and finally form an air blade, cutting through an endless river of hundred zhang, that kind of lethality is simply terrifying, even the second-order professionals in the Flood Desolation Race do not necessarily have this kind of power...... Magicians may be excluded.

At that time, the future had already begun to wander on the Flood Desolate Continent, so I had also heard of some professional things, such as magicians who were good at long-range and large-scale attacks, and the condensation of strength was worse than that of other professions, but the distance advantage and large-range suppression power still made the status of magicians extraordinary, and magicians could also make all kinds of alchemy props - but even if the second-order magician could compare with his air blade in range and distance, it was much worse in terms of cohesion, and the power of the two was not at the same level.

"The Eastern Emperor Bell erased part of my memory?"

Thinking of his past experience, the First Saint of the Human Race secretly thought, knowing that his vague memory must be extremely involved, otherwise how could he have become a powerhouse comparable to a fourth-order legend.

Even if he is a human race and has a weak physique in the future, he belongs to the bottom category in the fourth-order legends of the Flood Desolation Continent, it cannot be denied that he has indeed surpassed the third-order professional, coupled with his instinct to slightly interfere with time, even if he is not the top in the fourth-order legends, his combat power is extraordinary.

The most direct proof is that a few months later, he killed a legendary powerhouse of the Crypt Clan one-on-one, and although the Crypt Clan ranked low in the Flood Desolation Ten Thousand Races, the overall quality was much stronger than the Terran who could not cultivate, and it was not easy to win in the future, he also wanted to absorb the genes of the Ten Thousand Races to improve himself and break through the racial limitations of the human race, but unfortunately no matter how hard he tried, the fusion of alien genes would gradually weaken after a short period of strength, and finally made the quality of this legendary-level powerhouse almost the same as that of ordinary humans- Not only physically, but also mentally.

The only difference is the mind, will, and skill.

Heaven and earth are unfair, the world is selfish, and human beings are lowly.

This is not only about the inability of human beings to construct an energy circulation system in the body, but also refers to the fact that human beings are guilty of sins when they kill all races, and the direct manifestation is a layer of pitch-black aura, like a bone appendage, and from time to time it will echo terrifying whispers that can make people crazy.

At first, Miku didn't know the origin of the dark aura, but later he met a fourth-order ...... The more and more powerful races you kill, the deeper the resentment, and in the end, it may even devour your heart.

The most important point is that this is a deep sin that has been sent down from heaven and earth, and there is no way to erase it, and it will be carried until death.

One can imagine how many enemies he encountered in the future because of that layer of Heavenly Dao resentment after killing the Legend of the Crypt Clan and before meeting the fourth-order powerhouse who was supposed to be a human being. And there is no fall, which means that those strong people of all races who were attracted by the resentment of the Heavenly Dao have died under the hands of the future, which also makes the resentment of the Heavenly Dao at that time in the future as rich as an abyss, at that time, there is no strong man of all races who can connect him with the human race, because from a distance, he is a monster that reverberates with terrifying whispers, suspected of some kind of meme of a new invasion of the wilderness.

Even if anyone could recognize it as a Heavenly Dao grievance, no one could believe that a delicious and juicy human being who could not control any power could be so terrifying, and it was impossible to imagine that the captive human race could give birth to such a terrifying creature, because the scale of such a Heavenly Dao resentment was far from enough even to kill tens of thousands of legends.