Chapter 90 Recognition
At this moment, these median gods had just used divine power to restore their divine bodies a second ago, but the laws that attached to the bone marrow continued to destroy their divine bodies, causing them to spurt out blood.
Such a situation made the five median gods dare not stop consuming their divine power.
While using his own laws to fight against the remaining laws in his body, he used his divine power to maintain his divine body.
If they were given a few hundred years, they might be able to erase Locke's remaining laws in their bodies and fully recover from their injuries.
But can they still have hundreds of years?
"Bounce, jump..."
Very regular footsteps came, and the five median gods all showed desperate looks.
Although they were all seriously injured now, their senses were not weakened to the point where they could not even sense the approach of the magical beasts.
Not only that, but overlapping with the aura of the holy beast, there was also the aura of a middle god.
"Medium God?"
"Haha..."
The five middle god robbers looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
With just one move, all five of them were seriously injured. With such strength, would you call us a mid-level god?
If that guy is really a mid-level god, then who are they?
A lower god?
A high-ranking god disguises himself as a middle-ranking god. What does he want to do?
They didn't understand, but they were shocked.
At this moment, they only felt that their pure hearts had been deceived.
"Oh? The strength is pretty good. No one died."
The three-meter-old Xiaobai jumped up and stopped next to Locke's blasted palm.
Locke looked down at the ground more than ten meters deep and saw the five half-disabled median gods.
I have to say that these five median gods are still somewhat powerful.
In Panlong Universe, the definition of strength and weakness is very simple.
The strength is equal, and everyone will fight for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years without a winner.
With twice the difference in strength, it would take some time to gain the upper hand and win.
The difference in strength is five times, and the winner can be determined in a short time, but it is not easy to kill the opponent.
The strength is ten times different, kill instantly!
Locke's Thousand Miles Sky Palm is a move that can almost perfectly bring out the power of the mysterious fusion of the two laws of water element and water body art. Its power can almost touch the lower limit of a high-ranking god.
For an ordinary mid-level god, if hit by Locke with such a palm, his body would almost be completely shattered.
In that case, even if Locke doesn't touch up, the power of law remaining in their bodies in Locke's moves will directly drag them to death.
But judging from the current performance of the five median gods, the worst performers among them are only half of the gods' bodies that have been broken.
If Locke just let it go, it might only take a few hundred years for them to wipe out the power of law in Locke's tricks.
"Senior, this time I am waiting for Meng Lang."
"These are all the space rings we have on us, and they have been released from ownership."
"Please, senior, for the sake of our understanding, please let us go this time."
Just as Locke raised his hand, he saw the lightly injured robber throwing up several space rings, begging Locke for mercy.
"Oh?"
"It seems that you really know each other very well."
Locke was very surprised by the actions of this middle god.
Over the years, Locke has encountered not only one thousand, but also three hundred robbers. However, this was the first time Locke had seen a robber who had disowned all his space rings before being killed by Locke in order to save his life.
After all, if these guys have god clones, even if Locke kills them, he will not be able to open their space rings and cannot get the contents of their space rings.
And if the space ring is destroyed by violence, the items in the space ring will most likely be involved in the space turbulence due to the fragmentation of space. If you are lucky, you can get something.
Bad luck and get nothing.
Now, this bandit has released all their space rings and handed them over to Locke. This means that even if they have other god clones, Locke can get all their supplies after being killed by Locke.
"Haha, there is no other way. In order to survive, we have to recognize each other."
Locke discovered that when the robber was speaking, even though the other four people had unwavering expressions, they did not interrupt him.
Obviously, this guy is the leader of the five, and his prestige is not low, and he can convince the other four.
In addition to his strength, his character was also recognized by the other four people.
Otherwise, if he were an ordinary robber, how could he hand over the space ring that has been unlocked before he dies?
"You're good."
After giving a slight nod of approval to the bandit leader, Locke waved his hand, and a drop of blood splashed out from his fingertips, quickly dripping onto the eight space rings.
After establishing contact with these space rings, Locke's soul power swept away and he instantly knew the items in these space rings.
"Hiss..."
Even Locke couldn't help but take a breath after seeing the materials in these space rings.
How many caravans did these five guys plunder to accumulate so much wealth?
And now, these things have been taken away from them, will they be willing to do so?
Should we kill them all to avoid future trouble?
"Oops..."
Seeing Locke's silence, the bandit leader was shocked.
"I forgot how amazing the materials we have looted over the years are."
"If this lord thinks that we are not willing to give in, in order to prevent us from finding him and retaliating against him in the future, this lord will probably destroy us all here."
A flash of annoyance flashed in the bandit leader's heart.
Careless!
However, in the dangerous situation just now, only by handing over all the space rings can there be any possibility of survival.
"Sorry, guys."
"This time, I hurt everyone."
After guessing that he and others might not be able to pass this level, the middle god directly apologized to his friends.
"No, brother, it's not your fault."
"I'm the one to blame."
The youngest boy among the five people shook his head: "If I hadn't taken action against this adult, based on this adult's performance, he would have disdained to argue with people like us."
"I am the one who brings everyone into crisis."
"Bullshit!"
The bandit leader patted the young man on the head and cursed with a smile: "As your eldest brother, it's naturally my problem if I don't take care of you."
"Besides, I didn't think there was anything wrong with you attacking that adult at first."
"If you succeed, we will all get at least one median godhead, which is at least 10,000 ink stones."
(End of chapter)