People are coiling dragons, but hell

Chapter 46 Shake

"No, Bro!" As Bro left, the green-haired woman screamed miserably.

Then, he and the two men beside him froze in place in despair.

"Harry, if Bro is so powerful, he must have a lot of wealth." Ignoring the desperate three people, Boss asked with a smile.

"Haha, this Bro has a lot of wealth. He has 400 million ink stones alone and 63 median godheads. Plus other things, he has a wealth of nearly million ink stones. In addition to these There is also a broken high metal life.”

Harry said easily after exploring the space ring.

When everyone heard this, they all showed happy expressions.

For them, being able to harvest more than 10 million yuan in one robbery can be considered a bumper harvest.

After all, in the past, when they robbed the metal lives of higher gods, most of the time their gains were not as good as this time.

This Bro is indeed rich.

"The three of you are now a member of our bandit gang. Hand over all your wealth and swear an oath to the Supreme God to join us. Otherwise, you will die." Harry put away his smile and looked at the man who was still in a daze. The three middle gods said without any doubt.

"Make an oath to the Supreme God?" The three green-haired women were startled, looked at each other, and then began to make an oath.

At this point, they have no choice. If they don't swear, they will die.

"Your Majesty, the Supreme God of Destruction, I, Philia, Bobo, and Aria, are willing to join the Poppy Bandit Group."

The three of them made an oath to the Supreme God, and Harry also showed a satisfied look.

Suddenly, he raised his eyes, took out a long sword from the space ring and threw it to Yongen, "Yongen, I just saw that your artifact was damaged in the battle. There happened to be one in Bro's space ring. It’s a divine sword, just take it and use it.”

"Thanks, Harry."

This middle-level divine sword came at just the right time, exactly what Yongen needed, so Yongen did not hesitate, took the middle-level divine sword, and immediately recognized its owner with blood.

"Haha, we have gained a lot today. There is no need for us to intercept them here anymore. Come on, let's go back." Harry smiled heartily, and then led the bandit group to fly to the lair.

It was night, the stars were dotted, and the enchanting purple moonlight fell on the endless maple-red plain.

The brilliant colors of purple and red embellished the empty night, adding a strange beauty.

Countless maple red needle grasses sway with the breeze, dancing like seaweed.

A few hundred meters away from the bandit camp, Yongen was roaming in the red ocean.

He stretched out his hand and gently brushed the grass blades, looking at the cold purple moonlight, lost in thought.

"I didn't expect that my first battle to break through to the mid-level God Queen would have such a result." Yongen said softly, and the bitter smile that curled up the corner of his mouth reflected his inner voice.

Recalling the battle during the day, Yong En felt a little unwilling.

Both come from special life backgrounds, but the performances of Yongen and Bro are completely different.

One who looked down on many top mid-level gods finally retreated, while the other could only cooperate with everyone's feint attacks and look up like an ant.

The difference is huge?

Even if Yongen's most powerful soul attack fails, there will be no way to deal with Bro.

Without Hammer and Harry's help, he might have died.

This helpless feeling made Yongen very unwilling.

If Nabulo is a high-level god, he is even a powerful middle-level god who combines three mysteries.

Yongen would not have such unwillingness, but Nabulo is just a middle god who combines two mysteries.

Although in terms of progress in understanding the rules, Bro is far ahead. But this gap is not enough to cause a huge difference in expression between them.

After all, Yongen is also a special being!

"If I fully comprehend the characteristics of splitting, increase the progress of understanding the rules of life to 50%, and further close the law gap with Nablo, will I be able to be as proud as he is of many powerful people at the same level? "

Yongen couldn't help but ask himself, but this idea only appeared for a moment before he rejected it.

The reason why Bro was able to achieve twenty-eight against one and still have the upper hand was because of the Luosha tribe's strange sand iron, but Yongen did not have such means.

Not to mention twenty-eight a dozen, even if Harry, Boss, Ullman and others join forces, Yongen can eat a pot.

Although Yongen's soul attack can easily kill them, their combined physical attacks can also kill Yongen.

"Although I am also a special being, my talent - stealing souls, cannot be used as I wish like Nabulo's black sand.

As a soul race, my talents are more targeted at those mythical beasts, but are useless in ordinary battles. The most obvious advantage that my race brings to me is my physical strength.

However, my physical strength is not outstanding. Even though my control over my own power has reached the limit, without the blessing of the mysterious laws, it is still difficult to achieve anything in material terms.

Unless my body can be further strengthened to reach the seven-star demon level, or even the Shura or Palace Lord level."

Yongen muttered to himself. The battle during the day exposed Yongen's flaws and weaknesses.

Whether it's speed or physical defense, what Yongen lacks is huge.

These weaknesses were not obvious in the lower god period. After all, the lower gods had too few methods and could hardly threaten Yongen's life.

But when it comes to the middle god, these weaknesses are infinitely magnified.

He must find a way to make up for these weaknesses and flaws one by one, otherwise he may die in a certain battle one day.

There are countless lives and races in hell. Who knows what kind of strange methods these creatures have. Not every battle can be defeated by deciphering information.

Yongen knew this very well, and he became more and more eager to improve his strength.

"It's hard for me to improve my physical strength. After all, I don't have any adventures. I'm not like Lin Lei who can transform, and I don't have Beibei's ability to devour the godhead to increase my physical strength."

A person's body and soul are innate and are given by this world.

Generally speaking, from the time a life is born to the time it breaks through to a higher god, the strength of its body and soul is finalized, and it is difficult for it to change much.

After all, the world of Panlong has great restrictions on races. Apart from the nourishment of breaking through the laws of time, heaven and earth, there are very few treasures that can enhance the strength of an individual's body and soul.

And these treasures that can effectively forge the body and soul, such as the power of the main god, soul stones, etc. are all related to the main god, which is far beyond what Yong En, a mid-level god, can hope for.

If you want to use treasures to improve your health, Yongen is not yet qualified.

"There is no hope of improving my physical strength for the time being. It seems that I can only follow the rules of life and go to the dark side."

Yongen laughed helplessly at himself. At this moment, he suddenly complained about the choice of becoming a god in his former body.

If he had become a god outside his body and practiced a law that was good at material aspects such as the law of the earth and the law of the wind element, he would not have been passive in the daytime battle.

Although one more god clone cannot enhance his absolute strength, it can enrich his ability to fight against enemies.

Unlike now, once your soul attack loses its effect, you can only resign yourself to fate.

After this setback, Yongen's heart was slightly shaken. He no longer had the absolute confidence in himself and the rules of life that he had before.

It's just a pity that Yongen was already a lower-level god who became a god in his body when he traveled through time.

"Hey"

Under the moonlight, Yongen sighed deeply.

(End of this chapter)