Journey through the Worlds from the Wilderness

Chapter 254

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The spears tore through the air and screamed, drawing straight lines and slight arcs, flying into the distance one after another, chasing the plunderers who may or may not be their masters.

Those who wield a butcher's knife at others should fall under the butcher's knife.

Gao Feng made a fateful choice for them.

Life and death are involuntary, this is the fate of being controlled by others, maybe the human beings in this world are raising their blades to the gods for this.

It's a pity that even if you dare to wave your blade to the sky to cut down the sky, compared to the gods, human beings are nothing more than ants after all, just like pets who dare to show fire to their masters. The consequences of pushing an inch will not be good after all.

Of course, the root cause of such a result is the gap in strength after all.

As for belief... Even if humans no longer worship the gods, the power of the gods will decline, and they are far from being able to match humans, let alone humans with messy thoughts, not everyone can give up their belief in the gods.

Even according to what is shown in the plot, the human strength against the gods is only Lagos.

So Gao Feng is very fortunate that this world mission is not against the gods. If that is the case, his only choice is to give up this world mission.

In addition, he had already experienced the temporary skill of God of War Chosen just now, even if it was just a war between himself and the looters, it was still recognized by the skill as being in a war.

He didn't feel the power beyond the peak of his own strength mentioned in the skill introduction, because he didn't exert all his strength.

Absorbing the flames of war to replenish physical strength and carry out continuous combat, this effect is felt, even though it is not obvious, but every time the sword moves, the weak physical strength consumed is instantly replenished and dissolved.

In addition, the ability to crush looters is also a manifestation of the strong suppression effect of the skill on the weak. At the same time, this effect is also reflected in throwing spears to kill fleeing looters. The precision throwing is the skill of precision shooting. The effect, fatal in one blow, is the effect of the God of War Chosen.

As for the last item, "Dare to roar and punch even the strong", although he has not experienced the specific effect personally, he already knows its expression.

To put it simply, this is a kind of spiritual defense, not the form of a spiritual shield, but a reactive mental defense. This is not aimed at mental attacks, but to restrain the oppression of the strong, and even cause Rebound quickly, the stronger the oppression, the more it can inspire his tenacious fighting spirit.

Generally speaking, he is still very satisfied with this temporary skill peak. Even if he does not lack strength, he thinks that his will is strong enough, but there is always no need to reject the icing on the cake.

A few spears were thrown, and the looters who had escaped a long way fell to the ground one after another, quietly disappearing in a burst of dust.

Standing on the collapsed camp, Gao Feng lowered his spear-throwing arm, and looked into the distance, the desolate scene under the clear sky came into his eyes.

He closed his eyes and raised his head slightly, puffed up his chest and took a deep breath. With this long breath, the casualness in the real world faded away from him like a tide.

Facing the rising sun, he smiled comfortably, his face gradually calmed down, and then he turned around holding the knife and looked coldly.

……

Esius, the only surviving short man among the looters, cowered and huddled beside the ruins of a collapsed camp. Trembling all over, he tentatively stood up and looked around.

The Thracian camp built on the hillside is not small. If it is hidden in it, it is possible to find out the person hiding in it unless dozens of people search together. But at this moment, he just needs to avoid an enemy. .

Although he knew that the best move at this moment was to do nothing and wait until nightfall to take the opportunity to escape, but Esius was born with a kind of magical ability, that is, his eyes could see the traces of the dead, especially in the At night, he could clearly see the lifeless face of the dead.

So at this time, he was not only worried about the enemy who was pierced by the spear and still resurrected from the dead, but also wanted to leave here as soon as possible. After all, more than a hundred people died here!

Even though he did not kill a person with his own hands, he was in the company of the perpetrator, so he was particularly afraid of the fall of night, even though the sun was just rising at this moment.

Stretching out his head, Esius held his breath and looked around, only to see the messy camps, as well as the dead Thracians and looters falling in disorder, as for that terrifying figure, there was no reflection. into his eyes.

"call!"

Exhaling deeply, Esius stroked his chest, panting softly and whispered to himself: "It seems that he's gone, it's great, it's great!~"

Leaning his back on the ruins, his dusty face showed a happy and relaxed smile of the rest of his life. He raised his head slightly, but suddenly felt a chill on the top of his head, and then something light and light fell from his side.

"Ok?"

He blinked, stretched out his hand curiously, grabbed the thing, put it in front of his eyes, and was stunned.

At the same time, the coolness above the head suddenly became stronger, as if it was clinging to a piece of ice.

"Don't look up unless you want to die!"

Words colder than ice sounded from above his head, and Esius's body froze, his face twisted like a wax figure about to melt, and he was filled with panic in an instant.

"Don't shake! Now, there is a very shallow wound on your head, if you want it to become bigger..."

The voice sounded again, and before he could finish his sentence, Esius bit his lips fiercely, even bleeding from the bite, his body tensed up as much as possible, and he still couldn't help trembling slightly.

Gao Feng raised the corner of his mouth in satisfaction.

At this moment, he was squatting on the ruins of the camp, holding the Adamantium alloy knife upside down in his hand, and the tip was hanging on the head of the looter who deliberately left him alive.

On the scalp where the hair was shaved off, it was the sharp edge of the Adamantium alloy knife, and the very shallow wound was in the middle.

Even though this knife had killed several people in a row and was stained with blood, it was now silvery and not even stained with the smell of blood. However, if the plunderer who stayed here on purpose dared to make any changes, he would not mind being stained again. bright red.

Fortunately Iseus had little guts.

"I ask you to answer, if you don't tell me, you will die!"

Gao Feng said succinctly and clearly, in order to increase the weight of this sentence, he turned his wrist slightly, and instantly drew a cross-shaped scar on Esius' head, slightly bleeding, but Esius couldn't help trembling all over.

"me……"

Esius' teeth loosened his lower lip, and he opened his mouth tremblingly, but his words stammered a bit.

Gao Feng grabbed it into his arms, and then threw the thing in his hand directly, a unique voice suddenly sounded during this process.

"Say it quickly, don't talk about Uncle Deadpool..."

"Um?!"

"...the dead head bites you to death!"

pat!

The dead man's head was facing down, he stared at Esius's chin, raised his mouth and shouted.

(End of this chapter)