At noon, the scorching sun shone down on Koshimarujima, breaking through the faint mist that had always shrouded the harbor.

As the mist dissipated, one of the last Jumaru people in Nador City was stabbed to death by the Wuli warriors, and before that, the head of the Black Lion King had already been cut off and sent to the Wuli god.

In the cabin of a steam warship with a terrifying area, Zhang Lisheng condensed the pure water flowing at extremely fast circulation in the void as a scalpel, cutting the huge head of the enemy chief on the experimental table more than half a meter high into two halves, peeling off the layers of them, carefully observing them for a while, and muttering: "The weapon has been fused with the skin, and even some capillaries are interconnected."

Such a fit can already be said to be out of the category of weapons, completely a combat organ on a loaded organism!

It's really a genius idea, but unfortunately due to the limitations of genetic strength, it is destined that there are not too many warriors who can use such a powerful 'shell'..."

As the young man lamented, the iron door of the cabin was gently pushed open, and a native servant walked bent and bowed his head briskly to the laboratory table, kneeling on the ground and proclaiming, "Great God, your devout believers have slain all the alien enemies, and your 'totem' has been erected in the city of Nador. ”

"Yes. Wu Li Shen only came back to his senses and smiled in surprise, waved his hand in the air a few times, and condensed a blue water quality giant palm behind him, gently grabbed his body, and took off from the cabin, facing the warm sea breeze until it was sent to the huge city on the shore.

Seeing the arrival of the gods, the warriors of Wuli, who had just won a bloody battle, prostrate on the ground like wheat fields blown down by a strong wind, chanting hymns and offering their piety.

Zhang Lisheng, who had long been accustomed to prideful as a god, looked at the countless believers kneeling in front of him, and no longer had the excitement he had at the beginning. Walking to the central square of the city, the totem pole of the demon god with dense scales on the skin, a human on the upper body and a snake on the lower body was embossed, triggering the power of faith contained in it.

In an instant, the calm sea in the distance rippled with surging waves, and thousands of trickles of mud and sand erupted from the bottom of the sea into the sky, reflecting the sunlight and emitting colorful light to draw graceful arcs, pulling up thin rainbows in the sky, rushing into the corpses of the dead Nadot warriors.

Under the turbid current, the blood-stained faces of the Kyumaru samurai gradually became clean. After that, the mouth makes an unconscious 'ahhhhh Slowly opened his eyes, and his joints stiffened and stood up from the ground.

Hearing the sound of the corpses struggling and shouting at the end, many Wuli soldiers who were kneeling on the ground quietly looked up and watched, and when they looked at the alien warriors who had been killed by themselves and their comrades. Although it is under the bright warm sun. I still can't help but feel cold.

"My devout believers. Don't be afraid, it's just a little trick I use. Seeing that the rejuvenated Nadot warriors could still use the 'shell', Zhang Lisheng smiled with satisfaction. Said loudly.

The more time I have been as the 'earth god', the more I understand the power of the gods, the more the young people realize that the gods are by no means unconditionally above all existence, and that in addition to the strength and attributes of the gods, the skills of using the power are also an indispensable key link.

This is just like wanting to become a world boxing champion who sweeps the boxing world, the most important thing is to have a natural physique, strength and reflexes, superb fighting skills are also an indispensable condition, if you only rely on instinct to punch, even if you can defeat a weak opponent, it is impossible to defeat a strong opponent.

Zhang Lisheng was originally able to show all the limitations of his abilities because of the 'Earth God' that was only in the place covered by faith, and he never despised the spells in the 'Wu' Dao that imitated the divine power of the ancient ancestor god Nuwa.

Now that he understands that those witchcraft may always be a part of his strength, and he is even more careful after being eliminated, he naturally does his best to see the materials for refining well-made living corpses, and he doesn't want to waste anything.

After refining tens of thousands of living corpses in just one minute with the power of burning faith, the young man drove them to merge with each other by swallowing.

The art of alchemy of living corpses can make ordinary people who have died because they have no pain, consciousness and fear, and gain combat power far beyond when they were alive, but on the contrary, the more powerful the characters who have strong strength in life become living corpses after death, the more powerful the strength will decline.

This is also understandable, after all, in addition to the strength of the strong, the key to the strength of the strong, wisdom, willpower, insight into the enemy and many other 'soft conditions' are also essential, and it is impossible to reproduce the strong strength of the human being when it is only instinctively resurrected.

The reason why living corpses are terrible is ultimately due to the overwhelming number and the strange ways in which they are used by the Drivers and the eyes of gold panning in the sand.

After watching with relish for a while, the resurrected humanoid monsters in the city opened their dislocated mouths and the corners of their lips were torn and gnawed at each other, and the young man commanded contentedly: "Go to the jungle outside the city immediately and create a stone circle to drive these living corpses in, and then leave them alone."

I'm of little use to those broken corpses of the Jumaru warriors on the ground, let the warriors pick up the spear tips to terrorize the slave tribes of 'Nador', I think it will be very effective in destroying their willpower. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. As soon as the Wu Li Divine Spirit gave an order, some of the surrounding warriors naturally replied according to their rank, stood up and hurriedly led his subordinates to act according to the order.

After dealing with the matter of the living corpse, Zhang Lisheng began to verify his conjecture, closed his eyes, and stimulated his divine power to explore every inch of land in the Nador city.

In the Land of Faith, the young man whose divine power included manipulation of the dirt easily discovered the secret that the Nadorians had hidden, opened his eyes, stomped on the soft but firm ground of the square with his foot, crouched down, and pressed his hands to the ground.

After a while, an arc-shaped wave rippled around the young man's body, and a few seconds later, a crack with a dim light appeared at his feet.

"Sure enough, it's here..."Zhang Lisheng muttered in a low voice, letting the cracks in the ground crack bigger and bigger, and finally revealed a magnificent temple buried deep in the ground.

The crack in the ground is located at the top of the temple, and on either side are three huge statues that serve as the temple's support, and those sculptures are wolf-headed giants with porcelain teeth and making a threatening appearance;

Leaning his body, like a scorpion warrior trying to throw the javelin in his hand with all his might;

A dragon-headed warrior with both hands clenched and fangs turned out;

A bear-fleshed warrior who holds a razor-sharp bone tomahawk on his shoulder;

The porcupine warrior with long thorns on his back, squatting down in a charging posture, and the sphinoid general, who looked mighty, as if he was following thousands of troops and horses, was staring solemnly at the enemy's battle formation.

The six statues burned beneath their feet, and the black stone brazier that burst into flames three or four meters high came to life in the light of the light, making it seem as if you could hear their breathing when you calmed down.

But Zhang Lisheng, who looked down from the top to look down at this ancient temple, did not have these statues of 'alien warriors' in his eyes at all, and his attention was all drawn to the wall behind the altar directly above the hall.

The walls depict a coherent picture of bizarre mythology, the first mural of a vast land full of verdant trees, where a ball of flesh with a round body and a red arm was born in the midst of the burning corpses;

In the second mural, many ugly and short gnomes are building totem poles and worshipping the meat balls that are leisurely suspended in mid-air;

The third mural depicts meteorites and earthly magma, in the apocalyptic thunderstorm, the continents collapse and scatter, and everything withers and destroys;

Starting from the four murals, the continent replaced by three giant islands standing on its feet, the meat ball began to fight fiercely with all kinds of giant beasts, it can be seen that every time it defeats a strong enemy, its appearance changes a point, after killing the giant beast that can breathe fire, it has an extra mouthpiece flowing with magma, and after defeating the octopus-like sea monster, tentacles grow on its body.

At the same time, the life of the gnome believers who were re-collected by the meat balls is getting better and better, and they offer fresh prey to the gods of their faith in exchange for powerful biochemical weapons, from fighting with tree spears and bone knives, being hunted by fierce beasts in the jungle, to being dressed in biochemical weapons-like half-body armor, and finally evolving into indigenous samurai wearing various powerful 'shells'.

In the last picture, there is an endless field of humanoid monster warriors on the ground, black oval ships in the sky, and in the middle is the ball of flesh that has turned into a body like a mountain for hundreds of miles, and its whole body is full of diamond-shaped giant eyes;

The oval body is flanked by hundreds of hideous mouthparts;

At the end of the end, there are countless long tentacles... The appearance is very familiar in Zhang Lisheng's eyes, and it is another image of an ancient god who once competed with the resurrection seed of the great god Nuwa in the minds of young people.

After seeing this wall painting, Zhang Lisheng pondered and digested for a while, and felt that most of his conjectures had been perfectly verified, although there were still some trivial questions that were incomprehensible, but they were already in harmony with the overall situation.

"An ancient god who has experienced the apocalyptic catastrophe, suddenly woke up, desperately strengthened himself and the strength of his followers, and was ambitious to occupy a place in the 'Great Thousand Worlds Realm'," Wu Li God jumped out of the temple lightly, and muttered with a strange expression, "I don't know if you have succeeded or failed..."

Coming to several huge statues that served as pillars, gently rubbing these elastic statues, feeling their inner structure, the young man smiled with irrepressible ecstasy on his face, "But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that I have received your 'inheritance'!" (To be continued......