Chapter 130, Li Sheng’s End
Fanatical cheers and equally nervous waiting.
All the Ratmen present held their breath at this moment.
High in the sky.
Li Sheng's god incarnation began to collapse. After scolding him for so many days, this guy was tired.
His backhand didn't work.
The Black Dragondramon rushed into the sky and casually threw off the uncomfortable thing on his back.
The rider on his back, the purple snake man who was saved from the fire, did not stop this situation from happening, his expression was full of hollows.
She did not believe in the superior gods, and had always just followed the dazzling red guy.
As for the black dragon dragon beast, the intelligence that is only slightly better than that of the beast is not enough to support the existence of such complex thoughts as belief.
The temporary altar of Li Sheng was entrusted with the precious things of hope and continuation of the path.
It just flew across the sky and fell to the ground.
Li Sheng’s path was also cut off at this moment.
At this last moment, he was unexpectedly calm.
“I know you look down on me, but can you always be so proud?
They have resources, power, and background, and the broad road is almost being squeezed out.
Can you always be so proud? ”
At this last moment, Li Sheng asked such a question.
Until his incarnation of the god completely collapsed and disappeared in the world of this family.
Du Yuan did not Answer this question.
In silence for a long time, Du Yuan shook his head.
Muttering in a low voice towards the empty space in front of me.
"I don't know, but I should be able to do it for the time being."
Shaked his head and stopped thinking. He glanced down and saw Shu Zhan, who was still kneeling on the high platform.
Raising his hand, a golden light fell.
At the same time, Du Yuan also found a seemingly suitable answer for himself.
"But I am also a god, why can't I be proud?"
Shaked his head and gave himself this answer.
Li Sheng exits.
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On the high platform, dazzling light fell.
There is no vast breath of life falling down along this dazzling light hanging from the sky.
Du Yuan did not leave behind the essence of life.
This gift fell on the mottled spear in Shu Zhan's hand.
The violent cheers sounded completely, and there was no restraint. Rat Zhan, the Eastern Expeditionary Force without rat priests, was not so solemn.
In the chaos, the rats who witnessed the miracle shouted piously and fanatically.
“The most powerful god! The most dazzling god!”
“I saw the god cast a miracle! I saw the god cast a miracle!”
< br>"Long live the gods! Long live the gods!"
When the light passed, in the chaotic and fanatical cheers.
Rat Zhan once again held the spear he pulled out from the ruins of the city.
With the power of the god, the rough surface of the spear was completely smoothed, and the red patterns on it truly flowed.
The rat war has good luck.
In the ruins of the blast furnace, he unearthed a strange object, although it was only the crudest embryo of the strange object.
Not even fully formed.
But the strange power still flows in the rough spear.
It was a never-ending anger.
Du Yuan used the power of faith to help Shu Zhan wash away the roughness on the surface of the spear and activate the power contained in it, which was regarded as a gift from Du Yuan.
As long as he holds this spear, in the flowing anger, Rat War can recover his physical strength in continuous battles.
Of course, this does not mean that you can fight crazy and infinitely.
This crudest strange object is not so powerful. It can only make the owner more excited the more he fights, and can even be so excited that he can throw away the fatigue caused by fighting.
While baptizing the spear, Du Yuan curiously tried to see if he could bring some spirit to the spear. But it has no effect.
It seems that this spear cannot attract Du Yuan's talented attention at all.
But it wouldn’t be surprising, unless this spear has gone through battles, witnessed epics and legends, and finally jumped to a different level, touching a little bit of divinity.
Otherwise, its essence is still too inferior.
God Cards are far from ordinary. Even the most basic resource God Cards are created by the use of divine power by demigods.
As long as strange objects do not have a transition status, they are only items with some strange functions and are still mortal objects.
But as a weapon for Rat War, it is more than enough.
Zhu Zhan raised the spear that had been baptized by the gods high in his hand, amidst the crazy cheers of the rats below him.
The Eastern Expeditionary Force completed its most important expedition goal.
Moving forward, the Eastern Expeditionary Force will pass through this vast wetland, sweep the east of the regional world, and will not turn back until they temporarily reach the end of the world.
This vast expedition is about to come to an end, and Du Yuan's preparations for ascending to the Demigod have been completed.
When the three-way expeditionary force returned to the barren mountains.
In that grand sacrifice, he will also cross the boundary of trainee god and officially become a demigod.
There is still plenty of time.
Because the war went smoothly.
But there is also much to do.
But to sum it up, there are only two pieces.
Waiting to board the demigod.
Prepare for war.
Be prepared and plan well.
It’s not easy.
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Everything ends in the wetland.
The Rat Man is about to leave, leaving behind everything devastated and messy.
The main body of a powerful civilization was destroyed.
Even though there are still scattered lizard men, kobolds, and the snake man lingering in the corner of this wetland swamp.
But large-scale regression is bound to happen.
The remaining survivors may no longer be at peace.
But has the story that happened here really been completely buried?
In the forest, in the messy ruins.
Some lizardmen sneaked in and began to search anxiously in the ruins.
Until I found my goal in a ruins.
A burnt black corpse.
Carefully wipe away the darkness on the body, and a bright red appears.
Almost instantly, sadness appeared on the faces of the cautious lizard men present.
But the missing head was never found.
Not daring to stay too long, he picked up the body and left in a hurry.
When I was about to leave this ruins, I met my former companions.
Snake people, swamp murlocs, kobolds.
They are all here.
But they were only former companions. After the destruction of the Wetland Kingdom, the four tribes parted ways.
Just now, for some unknown reason, some snakemen, swamp fishmen, and kobolds mingled together and stopped the lizard people when they were about to leave.
The faces of these lizard men showed tension until a head, also with bright red scales, was carefully held out.
At this moment, the lizard people saw the simultaneous sadness and respect on the faces of the snakemen, swamp fishmen, and kobolds opposite them.
The crude snake language was shouted out by the swamp murloc, which probably meant something like this.
“Hero.”
After all, the fire left some fire in the Wetland Kingdom.
His story will also become a legend and be sung in this wetland.
(End of this chapter)