This brave man is a scumbag

Brave Union.

The most mysterious existence in this world.

As an existence similar to a professional union, the brave union has never provided any occupations.As a professional union recognized by all countries and recognized by twelve quarters, the brave union has always only provided people with a window to receive or release tasks. Of course, there are also unions in some places that have special services, such as engraving some runes and the like.

The headquarters of the Braves' Guild is the Braves' Guild in the city-state of Victoria. It is also the first professional union in the entire continent that was established by the original braves and carved runes and inscriptions.This trade union is not under the jurisdiction of the City Lord's Mansion, and even the "Twelve Quarters" organization co-founded by the Twelve Churches cannot directly govern the Brave Union, at most it has a little right to propose.

Although most of the professional unions are independent of the twelve quarters, in many places they need to follow the rules of the twelve quarters.After all, although professional trade unions also have organizations similar to the "24 United Trade Unions" in the 24th Quarter, that is just the union of the [-] strongest trade unions on the mainland.

But behind the twelve quarters, there are gods.

This is a bit of a joke. To be honest, if you just look at strength, there is actually not much difference between the twelve quarters and the professional union. After all, the magnitude of the professional union is here.However, if you bring the gods into it, then there is no need to play.

When the brothers are still discussing whether Zhang Fei can stab Jia Baoyu to death with a spear in adolescence, what do you mean by taking out a nuclear fusion generator from your crotch?
The magnitude is different, and no matter how much quality is, it is weak.

Therefore, in front of the twelve quarters, professional trade unions are really not enough for others to see.Even the dirtiest and most flying dead ghost church.
This doesn't count, their family members are dead.

Even at present, because the purpose of the church is not clear, the gods don't care about things, and the behavior is too Buddhist, which leads to the little-known riot church, it is much stronger than the most powerful professional church.Therefore, in this world, most trade unions dare not violate the church.Of course, the church is not crazy. If you have nothing to do, you will crusade when you see a trade union.In fact, the churches and trade unions in this world get along very well.

Fantes sat on the side like an iron tower, he looked at Zhou Li, there was no sadness or pain, only deep admiration, "They are very powerful."

Fanters, however, has no regrets about it.He just asked to help him extend his life for a few minutes, and that was enough.

But
"Draft manhabi."

This is war, a war that kills people.

Human beings are not yet ready for adulthood.

What Anya has to do may not be to drive the Tariq into despair.

wrong!

Fantes' consciousness began to slacken. He knew that there was no cure for his wounds. After all, the woman crushed the internal organs directly through blood.In fact, his liver and gallbladder had been completely crushed.If it weren't for the heart and lungs of the people in the Northland who were naturally deviated, I'm afraid I would have died long ago and couldn't die anymore.

The gods cannot directly intervene in the mortal world, they live in their own kingdom of God, so it is impossible to directly destroy Tariq with a single divine punishment.However, the blessings they give to believers are real, and the benefits they can promise are real, and those countries cannot refuse.

they are heroes
"Thank you, teacher, for me."

The pioneers of the revolution can die bravely, or they can live to death.But they can't be eaten or ridiculed.Once the pioneers of the revolution are hung on the wall, and the living continue to slander and suppress the dead bodies, the hope of this world will be completely ruined.

But the problem is, the old man is not afraid of death.

Huang Yi looked at the ashes gradually gathering in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.He knew that the old man was deliberately provoking him, wanting to exchange injuries with him, and then rely on his own immortal body to drag himself to death.

Then he stuffed the handle of the knife into the old man's mouth.

Yes, nothing.

After the former pope of this war church was reincarnated from the dirt, he could reassemble and regenerate after death.To be honest, this kind of thing is purely for fun, it belongs to the kind of behavior that you can play Fenglingyueying even after playing Lianliankan.But you can't hold back that people can really be resurrected, they will turn gray when they die, and they will be resurrected when they freeze.

"We were in the Northland Forest, fighting, fighting those soldiers, winning. Then we met a woman."

Then, the world is completely over.

Suddenly, Huang Yi turned over and spun around in the air.Accompanied by his spinning and jumping, a gunshot sounded suddenly.The old man's knee exploded directly, and he knelt on the ground in an instant.

Oh, by the way, I have to thank the teachers and the others.

Therefore, if Tariq really raises the banner of rebelling against the gods, what awaits them is definitely not a response from the crowd, but assistance from all directions.There is a high probability that Tariq's fate will be eaten by Twelve Quarters and those greedy hyena-like countries, and even become their breeding grounds.

The old man's pupils constricted immediately, Magnan Juhe was famous, and he had already started to guard against Huang Yi when he heard Huang Yi's words.But he was still shot and smashed his knee, this is impossible!
"The ultimate secret of Magnum Iai is to shake people."

There was no time for sensationalism or reminiscence, and Zhou Li was not angry because of Fan Tesi's death.He still maintained the purest calmness, constantly analyzing the information brought by Fantes in his mind.

"The Church of Truth."
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"huh, huh"

If you go on like this, you will lose.

In the beginning, Nasser saw the hatred for the gods in Zhou Li's eyes, but he didn't tell Zhou Li the gods' plot like Emperor Chonghuang told him.After all, those eyes full of hatred made his memory especially deep, and he didn't dare to completely ignite the fire in Zhou Li's heart.

He directly stretched out his fingers and gouged out the old man's eyes. Without any hesitation, Huang Yi smashed the old man's ears with two fists.After he tried again and again, he found that if the old man wanted to return, he had to die in front of him.

This is not the Pope, this is compressed ashes.

And the whole world.

After all, no matter how much you try to kill chickens to scare monkeys, it is better to just kill a giant chicken like Tarek and then show the horror to various countries.

"That woman's hair is white, and her whole body is white. She has no emotion, not indifference, but no emotion at all."

Looking at Izzy who slowly put down the revolver not far away, Huang Yi gave a grateful smile.Then, he lifted the long knife and charged directly at the old man.

"Eat my Magnum Iage!!!!!!"

The northern barbarian nodded, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Fan Tesi, whose mouth was full of blood, was supported by Zhou Li. He was dressed roughly, and his lungs that had been cut off were trying hard to provide him with oxygen.The healers flocked to the side, but after the test, they all expressed helplessly that the injuries on Fanters' body were no different from those of the dead, and the treatment was basically to continue his pain.

Stretch out your hand and gently open the door to the void.Nasser's figure was swallowed by the purple space and disappeared into the jungle.

Fantes took a deep breath, and then continued: "She can control the emotions in people's hearts, making people unable to move or attack. She can also control people's minds. Mr. Kenny is controlled by her and cannot pass through the void. The door came back to report. But she didn't kill other people, she kept saying that she would not hurt anyone, she just needs other people to contribute their emotions."

Looking at this man with whom he had only met a few times, Zhou Li stepped forward and wrapped him up with the power of calamities and natural disasters.In this way, even if there is a battle here for a while, his body will not be affected.

Fantes suddenly remembered that when his teacher told himself stories before, he always said that those soldiers would give some last words before they died.But after thinking about it, he didn't know what to say.

Magnum?To be honest, if Yingnan's government failed because the previous king was too incompetent, then Magnum is because the old man of the third generation is too dazzling to make the country look like nothing.

After all, the church also needs to eat, and the goddess of life doesn't care about farming.

But what about other countries?

Under Yingnan's seemingly perfect political system, there is an increasingly strong atmosphere of confrontation between capitalists and workers. Each region is almost in a daze in order to divide its own interests. The overly dispersed rights make the Yingnan government have no time to take care of other regions.If Zhou Li hadn't saved Jordan back then, it is unknown whether Yingnan would have been divided into several small countries.

Do you want to say some last words?

However, I have found a way to crack it.

contribute emotions
Zhou Li raised his head and looked at the heart that was beginning to be soaked in various colors, countless possibilities flashed in his mind.Finally, a bolder but reasonable possibility appeared in his mind.

For the current leaders of these countries, apart from Mr. Muqi who died at the hand of the gods, the one Nass admires and regrets the most is Magnum III.After all, a "great" monarch with such great ambitions, even surpassing everyone in his vision, and able to parallel Nasser who knows history, was born in a country with a decayed but unshakable physique.

On the contrary, what she wanted was another emotion.
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"After all these years, you still haven't grown up."

"Look at you?"

There are two types of occupational abilities of the Church of War, one is "individual warfare" that is invincible in small-scale battlefields, and the other is "war fever" that is responsible for harvesting or fighting AOE on large battlefields.But now, the former is used between Huang Yi and the old man, that is, individual combat that specializes in one-on-one or small-scale wars.

"I beg your own mother to die suddenly."

After coughing twice, Fantes felt a little sweet in his mouth.He is not afraid of death, as long as his parents and brothers were slaughtered by those soldiers with sharp knives, Fantes has been living in a daze.If Gerost hadn't found him three years ago and taken him in as an apprentice, he might have spent his life in the wasteland like a wild beast.

At the same time as the head was cut off, the old man's knife edged across Huang Yi's shoulder.After dodging subconsciously, the knife only cut into Huang Yi's shoulder bone.

This is not an escape, nor a fear, but a helpless reality.

He feels that he is not great, nor is he a hero.The great ones are their own teachers, those seniors who have delayed themselves.I am just a vagrant with a cheap life and worthless.The others are the leaders of various churches, and they are all people who can enjoy the glory and wealth.They are not afraid of death, they are much stronger than themselves.

Under the ability of returning to light, Fan Tesi's face became rosy, and the blood in his mouth stopped.The barbarian from the north looked at Zhou Li and said to him completely:

In other words, he must have seen or heard him die.Even if he is trapped, he can also say that he is dead to confuse Huang Yi, so as to achieve rescue and resurrection.

"The painstaking efforts of the voyagers can't just be ruined by you."

Looking at Huang Yi, whose ribs were mostly broken by his own punch, a hint of disappointment flashed in the old man's eyes, "Haven't you begged the great god yet?"

A high-pitched insult.

"She floats in mid-air and can easily manipulate our emotions. Everyone else is trapped by her. They bought me a chance to escape, so I can escape here."

Looking at the tall tower in the distance, Nasser sighed.As the vice president of the Bravery Union, when he saw Zhou Li in the Twilight Forest, he knew that this was a brave man who was destined to be restless.

But the old man didn't pay attention at all, he just stared at Huang Yi in front of him, and said with a sneer: "You just want to use this method to defeat me? Then you are too contemptuous."

So, if Tariq is really coerced into rebelling against the gods now, then it is not just Tariq who is finished.

This country can work together to do one thing, it can make its soldiers fight for the country without complaint, and it can make the people contribute to their country from the bottom of their hearts.They can fight against the twelve quarters, against the gods, because they are Tariq.

"Variety."

"You too."

This kind of battle is all about a punch to the flesh, a critical strike with a knife.It is not without reason that the Church of War is called the Church of Madmen. After all, bombing the church will not let the believers of their own family change their lives with others.But the war church is like this, what they are after is a life in exchange for injuries.

Huang Yi replied with the simplest swear words, and then the sharp blade in his hand turned into a cold light and slashed at the old man's head.

"is it?"

Zhou Li stared at Fantes in front of him, with only affirmation in his eyes, and his tone was calm and loud, "You are also very good."

Among the countries in this world, Tariq is still the most advanced and also the most united country.

Huang Yi's cracking method is very simple, since you can create death to resurrect, then I will play a ruthless one for you.

He raised the knife and dropped it, and soon, a stick appeared in Huang Yi's hands.

"Remember, Qili's father's name"

Riding on the old man's body, Huang Yi's red eyes seemed to be burning with the most intense flames. He swung every punch vigorously, trying to hit the old man's face.

"You do not deserve!"