In the Extraordinary Era, My Career Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

Chapter 121 Forced Killing

 The flag with the holy sword engraved on it flutters.

There are a large number of ordinary believers kneeling outside the temple. They are all young, old, women and children. They have weak souls and no martial arts skills. They are at the bottom of the divine system.

There is no chance to even enter the temple to worship the gods. In special periods, they will be sent directly to the altar as tributes.

But even so, they are still full of piety and fanaticism.

 In terms of the degree of mental control, the God of Light is mainly more domineering than the God of flesh and blood.

While observing, Qi Sui spread out his spiritual power and cautiously approached the direction of the temple.

 Everything is fine.

 However, when he was still about 500 meters away, an invisible wave ran into his mind like an electric shock, causing him to suffer a brief state of mental paralysis.

 “Suffer!”

Qi Sui was shocked.

 He immediately realized that he had broken into some kind of domain barrier.

 Because the strength of the other party's mental attributes is far higher than your own, your own mental perception is not aware of it.

As expected, a patrol team composed entirely of martial arts masters quickly approached this side.

They wore uniform silver leather robes with the symbols of silver lightning and the glorious sword printed on them, which were status symbols for the "missionary" job.

 Ordinary believers looked at them with only reverence and longing.

 Only by becoming a "missionary" can one be qualified for the opportunity to further serve the Lord God.

 “Stop, who are you? Take off your robe!”

The middle-aged man headed by the leader yelled sharply.

The deep inner energy shimmered under his skin. After repeated condensation, the inner energy became surging and extremely thick, and he had already stepped onto the threshold of the "Sun Realm".

 "Sun Realm" is only responsible for patrolling the outside of the small temple.

 This is simply an incredible thing in the extraordinary era of decline of gods.

Qi Sui is condensing.

 The muscles under the robe are tightening little by little.

He was not in a hurry to take action, but let out a hearty laugh: "Brother, what do you think is wrong with you? Why do you have to be a dog for the Lord of Light?"

 “Heresy!”

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and at the same time he yelled: "Surround him, don't let him escape, and bring this ignorant fool to the Lord God to confess his sins."

 Several "missionaries" behind him all lit up their inner energy.

 Control Qi Sui in the middle with the force of encirclement.

“Huh? A heretic? Take a look at it with a sharp eye, am I a heretic?”

Qi Sui sneered, the spine on his back was slightly heated, and his eyes were filled with a faint red blood mist.

 He slowly took off the brim of his hat, revealing a handsome and fierce yet slightly childish face in front of everyone.

However, there were strange red "divine lines" appearing on his face, and a scarlet vertical pupil protruded between his eyebrows, blinking as if he had a unique consciousness.

 Moving the spine to change certain facial features was a method he discovered after his career [Battle Tyrant] reached level 4.

"Who are you…"

The middle-aged man's murderous intention was awe-inspiring, and he hesitated: "Are you a missionary from the God of Flesh and Blood? What are you doing on the territory of our God of Light?"

Qi Sui felt a little heavy.

 He guessed it right!

In the eyes of these **** believers, ordinary people are like untamed heretics, who are either strangled to death or forced to submit. Some women are kept in captivity like livestock and used as fertility machines to support the gods' population. .

 The believers of other gods feel more like foreigners.

Although he is not welcome, he does not have a strong intention to kill.

“Are the people in Vegas so domineering? Isn’t it okay for people who come here to visit?”

"Sorry, you are not welcome here. Please leave this city as soon as possible. Otherwise, even if you offend Lord Amaemon, we will keep you here!" The middle-aged man issued an eviction order.

 If he is a "missionary" of ordinary gods, then he will be killed.

 But Amaemon’s strength ranks among the top among the gods. Although it is not as good as Vegas, the Lord of Light, it is not far behind.

 So, unless they have to, they don’t want to cause trouble to their god.

“Hmph, just leave, but one day, the light of my Flesh God Cult will shine on every corner of this star.”

Qi Sui's face showed strong piety: "I will take away the hundreds of people over there that you don't want!"

“Hundreds of people, where are they?”

The middle-aged man’s initially disdainful expression suddenly became tense: “I’m warning you, plundering people within the territories of other gods is a capital crime that reaches the bottom line!”

 Population is an extremely important resource in the eyes of gods.

"If it doesn't work, it won't work. What's the rush? It's only a few hundred people, and we, the Flesh God Cult, still look down upon it!"

Qi Sui's face was sarcastic, then he pointed at an abandoned residential manor in the distance and said coldly: "It's over there. Most of the people I bumped into when I came here were women. I thought they were resources abandoned by you!" “Which **** would abandon a woman who can bear children?”

The middle-aged man’s eyes brightened slightly, and his tone became urgent: “Brother, take us there and have a look. If it is true, we will definitely give you a generous reward!”

 Different gods have different ways of ruling.

For example, the territory of some gods is relatively loose and free, as long as they do not leave the territory casually and cause population loss. As for other gods, it is up to you whether they want to believe in the gods or not, and high-pressure and coercive measures will not be used.

 Perhaps it is because the power of faith gained from voluntary pilgrimage is more pure and concise.

The God of Light Vegas is more ruthless.

 The old people who are worthless are usually abandoned in urban areas and left to fend for themselves, while women such as women in their childbearing years are controlled and worked day and night to create a population for them.

If not, Huang Tiaotiao would not have been so miserable.

“Here, since they are all mice that you haven’t noticed, I don’t mind being a favor.”

Qi Sui’s tone was relaxed and friendly, and he led the way.

None of them doubted his presence, and followed him out of the domain, walking further and further away from the temple.

The main reason is that Qi Sui's strength, that is, he is in the martial arts realm, it is really difficult for people to take any precautions.

A smile appeared on the lips of the middle-aged man headed by the leader.

Being able to capture some women for the temple, he not only had the opportunity to enjoy them, but it was also a big credit.

Maybe you can take this opportunity to become an "oracle" in the realm of martial arts!

With this thought in his mind, his eyes became more and more pleasing to the eye.

“Brother, are you interested in leaving the Flesh Cult and joining our Lord Vegas, the God of Light?”

"I heard that your territory is in the north. It's remote and cold. It can't be as warm and livable as our south. And to be disrespectful, the God of Flesh and Blood is worse than Mr. Vegas in terms of strength and realm. !”

"With your strength, brother, it's not a problem to be a missionary here. Mr. Vegas is ruthless, but his treatment of missionary-level humans is much better. Resources? Women? Take your pick!"

"You may not know that before the gods came, I was a martial arts instructor. My income was not low, but I certainly couldn't live a high-class life."

"Back then, I was always pursuing a young lady from a big family, but that stinky **** never looked at me seriously. After the arrival of the gods, although her parents were powerful martial arts masters, they were stubborn and unwilling to give up and join the Ming Dynasty to worship Vegas. grown ups."

“In the end, I was crushed to death by the gods as easily as a bug, and then...their daughter fell into my hands.”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, that temper is really fierce, and she won’t obey even if it’s life or death. I like this kind of thing. I insist on forcing the overlord to take the bow...and then the girl bites her tongue and commits suicide at the last moment.”

 At the end of the sentence, the middle-aged man's expression became extremely vulgar, and he couldn't help but hooked Qi Sui's shoulders, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, as if he was reminiscing about the taste of that time.

 But he didn't notice that Qi Sui's eyes gradually became cold and cold.

 The thick blood mist in his pupils was almost escaping.

 The muscles under the robe twitched slightly, trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

 Finally, a group of people stepped into this once high-end residential area and completely cut off their sight.

 “Do you feel proud to be a beast?”

Qi Sui’s cold words interrupted the man’s lewd smile.

The middle-aged man's facial muscles were stiff, and he realized something was wrong. He slowly loosened his grip on Qi Sui's shoulders and looked around: "Brothers, we have different preferences, so don't force it. Where are the women you mentioned? Where are they? I'll go and get them." Catch them!"

 “Who the **** is your brother!”

 “Fuck you!”

Qi Sui's anger, which had been condensed to the extreme, completely exploded at this moment.

 【Super Metabolism L】lv4, start!

The heart is like a heavy drum beating on the battlefield. A large amount of plasma bursts out and flows into the body. The skin is dyed with blood and the light and shadow of internal energy. The pores all over the body open, and a large amount of hot blood spurts out.

 The muscles of the body inflated like an inflated balloon, the jacket burst open, and a humanoid brown bear nearly 2.3 meters tall rose from the ground.

"you…"

The middle-aged man's face changed wildly. Just as he was about to distance himself, he saw the opponent swinging his right fist without any fancy.

A loud elephant roared in the night, and the shadow of a giant elephant appeared behind him.

The right arm is like a piece of cast steel, and the muscles bonded to it are lifted up into layers of continuous waves.

Snapped-

  The sound is like the sound of a watermelon falling on the ground.

Red and white things splashed out.

 A body that was destroyed directly from the neck up stood stiffly in the cold wind.

At the same time, in the blood mist that exploded in the sky, there was a strange silver insect waving its wings and trying to escape, but it was tightly clamped by **** that came over.

Qi Sui put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. His face was heavy and he squeezed it.

Green blood dripped down the fingertips.

Qi Sui spread his hands and faced the missionaries who had not yet come to their senses. He showed his neat white teeth and a devilish smile: "Now, it's your turn, you beasts!"

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 (End of this chapter)