People are coiling dragons, but hell

Chapter 47 The Heart of the Strong (4-in-, K)

The bloody sun was shining high, the air was filled with a pungent smell, and thousands of people were fighting fiercely in the rolling mountains.

Among the crowd, Yongen's eyes were indifferent, and a little light shone between his eyebrows. In an instant, thousands of green light spots split into thousands, and with his spiritual thoughts, they bloomed with brilliance all over the sky.

"It's a soul attack, retreat!" The enemy's leader, a handsome-looking mid-level god, said anxiously as he looked at the misty fluorescent light in the sky.

But the next second, his expression suddenly became dull, and then his body sank and fell in the air.

And the hundreds of people who were with him were swallowed up by the green light in the blink of an eye, and less than half of them died in an instant.

"Haha, Yongen, your soul attack is really powerful. One attack can kill dozens of people instantly. This method is awesome." Ullman laughed loudly, becoming more and more convinced of Yongen's strength.

"Yes, Yongen's soul attack is indeed a powerful weapon. This black dragon bandit group also overestimates its capabilities and dares to start a war with us." Harry's gloomy face also showed a smile.

Hearing the two compliments, Yongen smiled lightly but said nothing.

Since that day's battle with Bro, Yongen and Hammer have spent a hundred years in the Porphyry Bandits.

During these hundred years, Yong En, besides practicing, has been fighting constantly.

Fighting with passing travelers and fighting with the approaching bandit forces, each battle made Yongen's combat experience soar rapidly, and also made his moves more perfect.

Under the leadership of Harry, the Porphyry bandits are becoming more and more powerful.

When Yongen first joined, the median god was only 56. Now, the median god of Bofi Bandits is close to 150.

Most of these people were defeated losers who were forced to join, such as Nafilia, Bobo, and Aria, but there were also a few who came here for the fame of the middle gods.

As their strength grew, the scope of the Bofi Bandit Group's robberies was no longer limited to the Red Maple Plain, but expanded further outwards.

The Black Dragon Bandit Group is the main force occupying the Windy Sand Mountains. In the past, when the Bophi Bandit Group was dominated by two high gods, they didn't care about these neighboring neighbors.

After all, at that time, the main interception targets of Bofi's bandit group were those metal beings with superior gods, so naturally there was no direct conflict of interest with the nearby bandit group.

With the death of Porphyry, Murphy retreated behind the scenes to heal, and with Harry as the temporary leader, the Porphyry Bandits began to expand.

With more than a dozen powerful mid-level gods such as Harry, Yongen, and Hammer, the Porphyry Bandit Group has almost no opponents in a million-mile radius. They suppress the troops with thunder while subduing the surrendered troops.

These surrendered soldiers who were forced to join turned into men who were ready to fight and followed the bandits to rob and kill, while the few women, like Alia, became the slaves of Harry and the others.

Especially Aria, who has green hair, Yongen has not seen her once in a hundred years.

I heard from Hammer that Aaliyah was locked up in Ullman's house and had never stepped out of the door.

What happened, Hammer didn't say.

But Yongen also knew that it didn't take much thought to know what kind of humiliation a weak woman with good looks and outstanding soul would suffer if she fell into the hands of a group of inhumane bandits.

Although Yongen felt a little uncomfortable about this, he did not show it.

Maybe when he first came to hell, he would still talk nonsense about the unfairness of the world, but after a hundred years of living in hell, his three moral values ​​from Blue Star have been gradually blurred and assimilated by the general environment of hell.

The weak eat the strong, and the winner is king. This is the principle that has not changed in hell for countless years.

"Hey, Yongen, why are you in a daze again?" came Hammer's surprised voice.

Ever since he joined the bandits, Yongen has always been in a daze for no reason.

Especially after the battle with Bro, this happened more frequently, and you could even see a trace of negativity on Yone's face.

Even though Hammer was rough-minded, he could tell that something was not right with Yongen, and he was very worried about this.

"Hey, I'm fine, Hammer. Is the battle over?" Yongen said in a daze.

"Yes, it's over. But Harry said that a high-level metal being came not far ahead, so let's get ready for battle."

"Yeah, okay." Yongen responded calmly, and then fell into inexplicable thoughts.

Hammer felt anxious when he saw this, but he didn't try to persuade him.

Over the past hundred years, Hammer had tried to persuade him many times, but all of them were in vain. He knew that this was Yongen's heart problem.

And this knot can only be solved by Yongen himself.

"Hey" Hammer sighed helplessly.

After a while, the expected battle did not come. Instead, Harry flew over and looked a little angry and said: "Damn, those metal beings are actually the Blue Floating Army. Let's retreat quickly!"

Following Harry's shout, hundreds of bandits flew into the air and disappeared into the sky over the sandy mountains in a short while.

It was getting late, the sun and the moon began to merge, and the eerie glow filled the entire sky.

In a corner of the maple-red plain, all the bandits gathered together, chatting and laughing. They were all enthusiastic and the atmosphere was very lively.

Everyone was very happy to have annexed the Black Dragon Bandit Group, and they were gathering together to drink and chat.

Only Yongen was incompatible with this fiery atmosphere. He was wandering alone in the red ocean hundreds of meters away, as if "everyone in the world is drunk and I am awake alone".

Facing Yongen's unsociable behavior, everyone in Harry has long been accustomed to his temper, and as long as Yongen doesn't do something out of the ordinary, they will naturally leave him alone.

The fingertips gently brushed the needles, and the gentle breeze blew towards his face. Yongen closed his eyes quietly, embracing the breeze and enjoying the tranquility of nature.

Over the past hundred years, Yongen has become more and more fond of being alone like this.

Whenever his practice was not going well, he would stand under the giant needle grass and embrace the breeze alone, as if the wind could blow into his soul and gently blow away the faint uneasiness.

He spread his arms to his heart's content and let the breeze blow by. Countless giant needles and grasses swayed in the wind beside his figure.

Late at night.

Yongen opened his eyes slightly and looked into the cold purple moonlight, his eyes slightly confused.

"When did I start to become so cowardly?" Yongen asked himself.

Ever since the battle with Bro, Yongen's mentality has undergone drastic changes, and even his strength has stagnated because of his confusion.

This drastic change was not only a loss of confidence in him, but also a bit of panic.

When he was a lower god, he was the absolute king. His powerful soul attacks were unstoppable, and his physical strength almost ignored the physical attacks of ordinary lower gods.

After being promoted to the Middle God, the powerful body he was proud of was mercilessly ravaged by many Middle Gods who were good at material attacks. Even his soul attack was no longer an invincible and absolute killer move.

The huge contrast made Yongen so disappointed that he began to feel lost. On the one hand, he longs to become stronger in battle, but on the other hand, he is afraid of falling in battle.

In particular, he clearly knew his own shortcomings but had no way to make up for them.

This impatience that he couldn't help but feel was so overwhelming that Yongen couldn't even breathe.

Under this double oppression, Yongen gradually became a little cowardly.

After all, he is still the soul from Blue Star who advocates peace and will be hit by the slightest setback.

Even though he has been changed a lot by hell, his mentality has not completely changed yet.

In his subconscious, he is just a traveler in hell looking at the world with a smile.

And hell has never been Yongen's home.

And because he is a time traveler, he should be the most special one in this world.

Even after more than a hundred years, he still looked down at the entire hell with the superior attitude of a traveler.

But after the battle with Brona, his arrogance was completely beaten to pieces, his indifference and composure were unable to escape, and his inner self-confidence was shattered.

His seemingly strong heart was vulnerable, and he could no longer face his former arrogance.

That high-spirited and majestic figure is gradually drifting away from the current Yongen.

He knew that if he was allowed to continue questioning like this, his strength would never improve, and he would even become more and more timid to stand and fight.

He must find a sense of belonging in hell and let go of the transcendent attitude of the traveler, otherwise he will never become a strong man.

Questioning hell, understanding hell, and integrating into hell, this is the mentality a strong person should have!

The wind began to surge wildly, Yongen's clothes continued to flutter, and a trace of determination slowly appeared on his face.

"Fuck the time travellers, fuck the special beings! So what if I don't have powerful material means, so what if I don't have weird special means. I don't believe that I can be worse than these people even if I practice the rules of life to perfection! I am I have to rely on my soul clan body to stand at the pinnacle of hell!"

Yongen suddenly shouted, and the fierce wind began to howl with his voice, and countless needles and grass danced with the wind, sometimes gently, sometimes wildly.

In fact, the roots of many needle grasses were almost broken by the strong wind, and they were about to be uprooted. However, the magical desire of life made these needle grasses gradually find a way to survive. Each tiny needle grass followed the strange path. The night wind swayed gracefully in a graceful dance.

The tenacity of life was seen in Yongen's eyes at this moment. His eyes showed a little bit of clarity, and against the night, the divine power of life was looming on his body.

"Click~"

The rules of life that had been dormant for nearly a hundred years in the soul's mind were like a pointer that had been stagnant for an unknown length of time. It suddenly started moving, and Yongen's entire soul seemed to be sublimated.

As the wind became more violent, Yongen's heart finally became firm.

"I, Yongen Albeso, will definitely become the strongest man in hell, even if I put in countless years of hard work. As long as I don't perish, I am sure of the Great Perfection like an emperor among gods! This will happen to me!" That’s what I said!”

Yongen roared angrily, letting out the pressure that had been suppressed in his heart for hundreds of years.

In the past, he was alone in hell. Although he practiced hard, Yongen did not have a clear goal, or the motivation to become stronger.

He will be unwilling to accept oppression and pity those who are weak. Other than that, he has no other emotions.

He just practiced step by step and followed the trend. He only knew that he wanted to become stronger, but he couldn't figure out how strong or why he wanted to become so strong.

Maybe he wanted to see more of the scenery of hell, maybe he wanted to go to Youlan Mansion to meet Linley, or maybe he just wanted to survive.

Unlike Lin Lei, who has a clear motivation to drive him to practice and become stronger at every stage.

In order to return to his family when he first entered hell, he traveled across the Bauhinia Continent and the Sea of ​​Stars and Fog. After returning to his family, he fought to revitalize the family. After the family crisis was resolved, he went to the underworld in order to resurrect his relatives.

Every step Lin Lei took had a clear motivation that drove him to become stronger step by step, eventually allowing him to transcend and become the controller of the universe.

But now, Yongen finally found the motivation to practice, found his belonging in hell, and found his own strong heart, which is to achieve the Great Perfection, reach the pinnacle of the upper gods, and be proud of the whole hell.

Although this goal is very far away from him as a middle god, as far away as a chasm in the sky.

But since he came to this world, Yong En has talents far beyond ordinary people, so there are infinite possibilities in cultivation.

If you don’t even dare to set goals and don’t even try, that’s the attitude of a weak person.

"As long as I keep working hard and struggling for this goal, even if I don't reach the Great Consummation in the end, my journey to this hell will not be in vain!" Yongen clenched his fists and said decisively.

There was a glimmer of light in the sky, and the dawn invaded the night.

The strong wind gradually calmed down, and the huge maple-red plain also swayed slightly.

In the soul's mind, green grass appeared at some point, dancing together with the red needle grass beside Yong En.

There are more and more grasses, and soon the entire soul space is filled.

As countless grass swayed, Yone's soul began to cheer.

The tree-shaped soul, which has been silent for a hundred years, enjoys the tide of life. This is the deepest desire of Yongen's soul, and it is his realization of the rules of life again after a hundred years.

Yongen's whole body was immersed in this realization. This long-awaited realization made him extremely precious.

The green grass swayed continuously, and its swaying amplitude gradually became equal to the countless needle grasses on the maple-red plain.

Red and green continue to alternate and gradually merge. Finally, the green ocean in the soul's mind merges with countless red maple grasses, and the swaying dance steps are completely consistent.

The sacred tree-shaped soul suddenly glowed fiercely, and the bottleneck of the rules of life was finally broken at this moment.

Yongen glanced away, and the realm of God instantly opened, and the endless red needle grass slowly fell into stillness.

The wind gradually stopped, and the white light on the horizon became clearer.

The realm of God suddenly dissipated. Yong'en looked stern, looked at the peaceful plain and said lightly: "This is the dance of life - the dance of life."

"Boom~~"

With Yongen's calm voice, countless green grasses in the soul's mind surged violently. The rules of life that had been dormant for a hundred years finally made a breakthrough. At this time, Yongen's progress in practicing the rules of life has reached 50%.

The blood-red sun finally hung up, and the boundless night was replaced by the warm sun.

Its daybreak!

(End of this chapter)