I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

High in the sky, the airship's engines roared, cutting through the thick clouds as it sped towards Wind City.

Inside the cabin.

Zhang Yue, Lei Wanshan, and Zhou Xuan sat side by side in their chairs.

The two could not contain their joy.

Their gazes kept drifting towards the other side.

Shen Tian leaned back in the spacious main seat, his eyes slightly closed, his breathing steady, as if he were catching up on sleep.

Lei Wanshan turned his head and exchanged a glance with Zhang Yue.

Neither of them spoke.

But from the barely suppressed upturned corners of their mouths, they understood each other's meaning.

The seventeen-year-old boy in front of me last came to Fengcheng as Master Shen from the Heavenly Crafts Bureau.

Unexpectedly, he became their boss in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly being ridden on top of by a young boy, Zhang Yue and Lei Wanshan didn't feel like they were being overpowered at all.

It's certainly unsettling to have a leader parachuted in, but it depends on who it is.

If the object is Shen Tian, ​​then it's like his ancestors' graves are emitting auspicious smoke.

Besides, what is Shen Tian's current status?

The head of the Tianyun Prefecture's personal guards!

Lord Lu Changming has made it clear that he will groom Shen Tian as his successor.

As long as Shen Tian doesn't die prematurely, he will be in charge of the 300,000-kilometer territory of Tianyun Prefecture in the future.

And what about the two of them?

They were the core team that Shen Tian built up, and they were the Weicheng team that Shen Tian personally selected.

This is equivalent to receiving initial shares in a super unicorn company that is destined to go public.

Once Shen Tian ascends to the highest position, their Fengcheng faction will be the core of the elite, the ace of the Imperial Guard.

Lei Wanshan stroked the dark purple battle sword beside him, his mind already racing with fantasies.

If Zhao Kuang dares to be sarcastic again when I attend the joint meeting of the eight major cities in the future, can I just slap him across the face?

Zhang Yue's thoughts went a step further than Lei Wanshan's.

He looked at Shen Tian's peaceful sleeping face, pondering the next defense adjustments for Fengcheng.

Now that they've become the royal guard, they have to change their old, stingy fighting style.

With the equipment provided by Tiangongsi as a safety net, and top students from Longyuan Martial Arts University as supplementary suppliers, the company has the resources to ensure its success.

This army's combat power will definitely undergo an epic upgrade in a short period of time.

Zhang Yue felt his blood was boiling.

opposite.

Shen Tian was not asleep.

His consciousness was currently immersed in the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness.

Before his eyes floated a semi-transparent panel that only he could see.

[Talent Name: Slaughter Commander]

Current number of dependents: 6000/30,000

The number changed from three thousand to six thousand.

The system's decision took effect the moment Lu Changming formally announced at the performance review meeting that he would be given command of the military forces in Fengcheng and Jiangcheng.

The three thousand elite troops of the Po Jun Division in Jiangcheng.

In addition, there are the three thousand Po Jun Si of Fengcheng.

Exactly six thousand people.

And it's not just the numbers on the panel that change.

Shen Tian now felt like a desktop computer had suddenly been connected to the Internet.

His consciousness, following the power of his spirit, spread infinitely into the void.

In his mind, a three-dimensional star map composed of countless points of light appeared.

These dots of light represent his 6000 relatives.

Shen Tian is like a server, connecting more than 6000 hosts.

With a slight thought, Shen Tian could clearly perceive the life status of his six thousand relatives through the points of light.

Among them, four people emanated bright and intense energy.

Shen Tian knew that it was a high-level martial artist with vigorous blood and energy and extremely strong vitality.

These correspond to Qin Zhenshan, Chixiao, Zhang Yue, and Lei Wanshan, respectively.

The fluctuations of others were relatively mild, which was a typical display of the Po Jun Si (破军司).

Upon closer inspection, Shen Tian could even sense the more subtle things emanating from them.

Tired, excited, bored...etc.

This feeling is amazing.

Shen Tian felt like a crude version of a creator.

Great, that's the feeling he wanted.

In the future, even if Shen Tian is not on the battlefield, he will be able to clearly perceive everything that happens on the battlefield.

With his hands free, Shen Tian could do many things.

Meanwhile, the kill count will continue to rise steadily.

He focused his attention on one of the spots of light.

That was Lei Wanshan.

In Shen Tian's perception, Lei Wanshan's vital signs at this moment were like those of a bull that had taken stimulants, with his heart rate 15 percent faster than usual and his adrenaline being secreted wildly.

Shen Tian's thoughts stirred slightly.

He tried to place the [Divine Elephant Power] within his body into the talent-shared slot on the panel, connecting it with the light point belonging to Lei Wanshan through his consciousness.

in reality.

Lei Wanshan, who was sitting in his seat grinning foolishly, suddenly stiffened.

He suddenly felt an extremely domineering force surge into his muscle fibers without warning.

The feeling was like a dry sponge suddenly soaking up water.

A faint crackling sound came from his bones, and Lei Wanshan instinctively clenched his fists tightly.

He was horrified to discover that his physical strength, which had already reached its limit, had suddenly increased by a significant amount in that instant!

How is that possible?

Lei Wanshan's eyes widened as he turned to look at Zhang Yue.

Zhang Yue was annoyed by his gaze.

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Yue muttered a curse in a low voice.

Lei Wanshan swallowed hard, looked at his palm, and then at Shen Tian, ​​who was still sitting opposite him with his eyes closed.

He didn't dare to speak.

But the shock in my heart had already stirred up a stormy sea.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness.

Shen Tian cut off the transmission of that power.

Lei Wanshan's light spots returned to normal.

Shen Tian nodded to himself.

This is the true terror of the [Slaughter Commander].

These six thousand people are no longer independent individuals.

They were forcibly bound by the system into a "swarm" with Shen Tian at its core.

Shen Tian is the queen bee.

As long as it's within the system's judgment range, Shen Tian can precisely feed 1% of his base attributes or 1% of the effect of a certain talent to the entire army anytime, anywhere.

Lei Wanshan was completely absorbed in that savage, beast-like power.

He even felt that if a beast king of the same level were standing in front of him now, he wouldn't need to draw his sword; he could fight the opponent to a standstill with just his fists.

The feeling of muscles being completely filled and expanding is so intoxicating.

Just as he was preparing to secretly circulate his internal energy.

It was as if an invisible wire had been pulled out.

That domineering power, like the receding tide, instantly drained completely from his limbs and bones.

Lei Wanshan's body suddenly sank down.

What happened?

Lei Wanshan stared wide-eyed at his palm in disbelief.

He clenched his fist tightly.

His power was still there, but it was only at the level he should have as a sixth-level martial artist.

Hallucination?

Zhang Yue sat beside him, looking at him like he was an idiot.

"What on earth is wrong with you?"

Zhang Yue moved a little closer.

"Did you get too stressed during the performance review meeting and something went wrong with your brain?"

Lei Wanshan swallowed hard.

He turned his head and glanced at the other side.

Shen Tian remained leaning against the main seat, his eyes slightly closed.

Lei Wanshan leaned close to Zhang Yue, his voice extremely low, like a thief.

"Old Zhang."

"I think I was just... possessed by a deity."

Zhang Yue looked at him more like he was looking at someone with intellectual disabilities.

"Have you gone crazy from being single for too long?"

Zhang Yue sneered.

"Are you trying to tell me that after getting off the airship, I have to go up to the second floor?"

"I'm telling you, no way!"