Chapter Ninety-One: God... Bless...

"God!"

In the nameless valley, a scarred and bloody Terran man stumbled in.

His expression was very flustered, and as he ran, he looked behind him in horror from time to time, as if a terrifying being was following him at this time.

I saw him run quickly to a gray rock, and plop down on his knees.

“…… You Tribe! ”

His voice was dry and hoarse, but with an indissolvable fear, he kept kowtowing to what seemed to be just an ordinary stone in front of him.

At this moment, he was the only one in the entire valley, which was an unbelievable thing in the midst of a great wilderness full of dangers.

The primitive human race struggled to survive in the wilderness, facing all kinds of ferocious beasts, without great strength, they could not survive alone, and the instinct of the living beings to survive would bring them together to form the original tribe.

And now, this human race, who is constantly kneeling and praying for the protection of the gods, has no tribe of the same kind.

The violent movement caused the wounds on his body to explode, and streams of blood slowly flowed down, staining the grass beneath him red.

However, God did not respond to him, and the gray stone in front of him did not change in any way, and what was in front of him was just an ordinary mountain stone.

"Rustling ......"

Not long after, in the jungle, dense fragmented sounds sounded, and with the passage of time, they got closer and closer.

The person who was kneeling down to worship the mountain stone heard the voice behind him, his face suddenly began to become frightened, and his body on the ground trembled, he knew that the beast that slaughtered the tribe had found it.

"God...... You Tribal ...... It's coming......"

He kept bowing to the rocks, even if he didn't get a response from the gods, but at this time he still seemed to believe that the gods of the tribe would protect them.

Sand...... Rustling!

The grinding sound of dead branches and fallen leaves was getting closer and closer, and after a while, I saw a black insect beast leaning out of the forest, this insect beast was not very large, compared to the beasts that were often several people tall in the larger wilderness, it was only the size of a fist, even the children of the tribe could easily kill it.

But when the human race who knelt on the ground saw this insect beast, he was full of anxiety and wanted to get up, if it weren't for the "god" in front of him to support him, he would have fled from here immediately.

With the appearance of this black insect beast, there were more and more rustling sounds in the jungle, one by two, and soon, more and more black insect beasts crawled out of the jungle, and it was only a moment of effort, and it was already a sea of black insects.

Seeing the black "ocean" in front of him, the eyes of this blood-covered primitive human suddenly showed a trace of despair that was already in a desperate situation.

"God ......"

He raised his head in embarrassment, looking at the gray stone in front of him, bright red blood flowing from his forehead, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the top of the stone, that unusual touch of gold, giving people a sense of sacredness.

He knew that the gray stone was an ordinary mountain rock, and in this valley where he once lived, he had played with his people when he was a child, and what really made him regard him as a god was the sacred gold on it, or rather, the place where the god once stopped.

"Squeak!"

The black insects and beasts are still converging, more and more, but the strange thing is that they are densely surrounded by them, even if the stimulation of blood makes them restless, but they seem to be afraid of the residual breath of the "gods" on the gray stone, and they dare not lean forward at all.

"God!"

"You!"

The primitive human seemed to have noticed this, and a flash of hope suddenly burst into his desperate gaze, and he continued to bow down to the gray stone with joy.

It's just that, as time passed, his prostrations became weaker and weaker, and his face became more and more pale because of the passage of blood.

God still did not appear and did not answer him.

"Squeak!"

The smell of blood wafted through the air, and the insects and beasts around them seemed more and more restless, and the temptation for food seemed to threaten to break the faint instinctual threat on the stone at any moment.

"Squeak!"

At this moment, in the depths of the jungle, a loud sound suddenly sounded, as if it could pierce the void.

In the next moment, all the black insect beasts immediately quieted down, as if they had received an order, whether it was the temptation of food or the instinctive threat at this moment, because the sound of insects was completely suppressed.

After the silence, a swarm followed, crawling towards the person and stone in the center of them.

At this time, the primitive human race who was bowing and praying for the protection of the gods also collapsed to the ground because of blood loss, and he looked at the overwhelming and desperate sea of black insects in front of him, and the only hope that rose in his eyes was completely lost at the same moment.

Melts into eternal silence.

……

"Bai Ze, this is the people who believe in you?"

Seeing that those insects and beasts were only one step away from that person, and when they were about to completely submerge them in the next moment, a voice without any emotion suddenly sounded at this moment.

An invisible force descended from the sky, and all the insects and beasts seemed to be frozen in time and space, frozen in place.

"Faith without asylum?"

The voice sounded again, but the words began to show a faint anger.

At the same time, in the void, a small ray of lightning was born, and each trace struck the insect beasts in the sea of insects with extreme precision, turning them into black ashes.

"Squeak!"

In the depths of the jungle, a frightened insect chirp also sounded, as if sensing that a crisis was coming, the existence hidden in the jungle turned into a golden ray and jumped out, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to cut through the void and escape.

"Kill my human race, how can I let you escape!" The previous voice let out a cold snort.

"Boom!"

I saw a thunderbolt suddenly appear in the air, slashing the golden mang.

"Squeak!"

Jin Mang let out a miserable insect chirp, and then fell from mid-air, even if it could ignore the remnants of Bai Ze's divine power on the gray stone, in front of the thunder containing the power of heaven and earth, it had no ability to resist.

The thunder dissipated, and the jungle immediately returned to silence, and beside the gray stones of the valley, like insects and beasts in the "black ocean", only a piece of black ash remained.

The primitive human race praying to the gods still fell to the ground, staring blankly at the black ocean in front of them.

Like the voice of the gods, the thunder and the heavens, the sea of insects died, and the scenes that happened before did not seem to wake up this human race that was completely in despair.

"Scratch!"

Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps in the jungle, as if something existed approached, and when the man heard the voice, his empty gaze fluctuated slightly, and he immediately returned to dead silence.

I saw a Terran boy in a beast suit walking out of the forest, with a listless snow-white beast lying on his shoulder, and a strange golden insect beast in his hand.

"...... of Faith"

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