Joe, who was almost exhausted, returned to the coalition headquarters out of breath.

Due to natural disasters, the temporary headquarters of the coalition forces has changed several places. The current headquarters is simply a small plateau with a radius of nearly 100 miles and a height of 3,000 feet that a few demigods have the power to move the earth and pull it up from the hills.

On the high ground, hundreds of castles of different shapes are neatly stacked.

These are some of the most famous and famous castles in the southern part of the empire, and they are the family residences of some great nobles.

Due to natural disasters, these ancient castles were supposed to be flooded, and the coalition headquarters simply moved them and used them as a station for the coalition high-ranking forces. Nowadays, it seems that the effect is not ordinarily good.

The body became stronger and stronger, the single single height was more than nine feet, the bloated fat on the body disappeared completely, and the whole person became burly, handsome, and imposing Qiao shirtless, with a broken military flag wrapped around his waist, and strode towards the largest castle in the middle, covering an area of more than 1,000 acres.

Wherever Joe, who had a scruffy beard and a haggard look, the soldiers of the coalition army bowed their heads one after another.

They had seen with their own eyes how many abyssal powerhouses had been killed by Qiao these days. Especially when Joe hit the excitement, he didn't bother to use Black Ringer's killing at all, but directly tore those abyssal powerhouses apart with his fists and palms......

Among the current abyss powerhouses, behemoths with a height of more than three hundred feet have gradually appeared.

The scene of these big guys, who are more than thirty times taller than Joe, being smashed by Joe's body with a punch is like a sparrow easily tearing apart a goshawk...... The impact of this picture made the coalition understand how strong Joe was at this moment.

The strong are respected.

Everywhere they passed, thousands of armies bowed their heads.

Joe had turned a blind eye to this.

The heat in his body was tumbling, his body functions were at their peak, and his body, which was strong enough to a certain level, was brewing an essential transformation just like his soul that was also on the verge of transformation.

Joe's physical strength is already approaching a hundred Golden Titans.

His soul index is already approaching a hundred spirit points.

The most essential difference between people and gods lies in the transformation of the soul, and the most basic condition for the transformation of the soul is that the spirit points reach 100 points - in words that are not very accurate and standard, it is your IQ, reaching 10,000 points!

The gods can be said to be omnipotent, and their ability to think, understand, and analyze has reached a level that mortals cannot imagine. Their ability to know, understand, and absorb the world and the laws is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Ordinary people have an IQ of eighty or ninety points, and they can be called smart people.

But to become a god, 'smart people' are not enough.

The body is excited, the soul is excited.

But Joe's consciousness was extremely low. He's still essentially a human being, a just ...... Oh, and before you know it, this year's Mid-Autumn Night has passed, and Joe is already nineteen!

However, he was still only a nineteen-year-old young man.

How long has he been fighting on this damn battlefield?

Day and night, bloody and bloody crazy fighting...... He killed countless abyssal creatures, and he also saw those abyssal creatures kill countless coalition soldiers.

He saw those ...... more Many ancient beings whose names have been forgotten by the people of Medland have slowly returned to Medland from the depths of the void after repeated bloody sacrifices by the Abyss Consciousness.

These gods don't take the creatures of Medland seriously at all.

After they returned, they didn't even bother to recuperate, didn't bother to understand the current state of the world, and threw themselves headlong into the frenzy of killing and war. They fought to the ground, their followers killed flesh and blood, their divine power intertwined in the void, bringing terrible natural disasters to Medland, and the destruction of hundreds of people.

Joe's self-consciousness can't withstand such an impact, such a heaviness.

Therefore, the power of his self-consciousness has been weakened to the extreme.

He wanted to get some sleep.

He wanted to get drunk.

He wanted to take Weima's little hand and wander the streets of Tulum with her, looking for treasures in the shops of all sizes, old and new.

Even, he was willing to go with Gorkin, with a group of fierce mastiffs, and those boys in the port of Tulum in a hearty brawl on the street.

He swore that if he fought the gentlemen of Tulum again, he would never use any of his extraordinary powers.

Everyone is fighting the bricks and slashing each other's heads, and Joe will never use any extraordinary power!

Looking back at the flooded area to the south that had been stained red with blood, Qiao Ji shivered.

Once in the port of Tulum, the formidable enemies of the Wittu family, the indigenous families of the port of Tulum and Casica, those 'enemies' that he once hated...... Looking back at this moment, they are really kind and kind, and they are really kind and good people!

Joe even began to miss the family enemies who had been sentenced to death and had been shot.

He even began to miss the unfortunate people who had survived the indigenous families and were sentenced to exile.

He decided that when the disaster had passed, he would apply for an amnesty to return the unfortunate ones to the port of Tulum, return some of their belongings, and let them live happily in the port of Tulum.

Seen the abyss.

I've seen the Divine War.

I've seen natural disasters.

Those family grievances in the past are like a gust of wind, and there is nothing that cannot be forgiven.

With a heavy exhale, Joe shook his head and continued to stride forward.

In his mind, a pair of crimson eyes had condensed into substance, wisps of crimson smoke surrounded this pair of eyes, and countless runes flickered in the smoke, releasing an indifferent and ruthless glow, illuminating Qiao's entire mind.

These days, if it weren't for Crimson's instincts, Joe wouldn't have been able to hold on.

It is impossible for any normal person to persist in such a killing spree for more than three days.

Joe persevered...... Many times, it was like a nightmare, allowing Crimson instinct to take control of his body, and his instinctive self trembled as he watched as he crushed those abyssal creatures into flesh with the most direct and effective terrible means.

"Enough, enough...... I want to get a good night's sleep right now...... Even, as Gorkin said......"

Joe looked around a little sneakily.

He said that on the battlefield, if you can't bear the psychological pressure...... Just go find a girl? ”

"Tsk!"

Joe took a soft breath of cold air, and a crimson glow flashed in his eyes...... Well, this high ground as the headquarters station is full of rough men, and there is not a single young girl to look at.