Steel Armor City

Crystal world.

This is a continent that can’t be seen at a glance. There are mountains, lakes, forests, deserts, and all kinds of birds and beasts on the continent, and even the highest peaks that rise into the clouds. Above, there are some creatures that only exist in legends-giant dragons. These giant dragons are a little different from the giant dragons of the other world. They are huge, and some are thousands of meters long. When they fly up, they are like a small mountain floating. But no matter what it is, whether it is a mountain or a giant dragon, the entity is made of purple crystals.

As for the clouds on the high mountains, they are composed of very fine purple crystal powder. They will die out as they float in the sky, and the sky that will rise to the mainland will dissipate into purple energy and fill the air, turning the empty sky into a pale pink sky. The energy of purple will also condense when the density increases, and the clouds that condense into purple will float in the sky again. If the clouds gather too much, the concentration is too high. There will even be purple raindrops.

Raindrops converge into rivers, and rivers converge into seas, and everything forms its own system.

“Hah! There is even the sun!” A powerful foot stepped on a plant that had just emerged from the ground, stomping the plant into a mass of energy, slowly annihilating it all around, like dust from a big foot. The visitor was a warrior wearing a leather armor. His body was also made of crystals, but the crystals wandered from time to time with things that did not exist in this world-a blazing red flame. The flames came from nowhere, but they burned fiercely. The flames would occasionally gush out of his crystal body, and then contact the air all around the body, causing a fierce conflict, and then disappearing all around the body. Although the flame looks very fierce, the leather armor made of crystals on his body is not damaged at all. Instead, it will absorb the power of the flame, faintly with a hint of red rays of light, dyed with a hint of red blood, which is an indication of the skin. A sign of increased protective power.

Not far away is a small primordial tribe. There are some primordial humans living in the tribe. There is a ten-meter high platform in the center of the tribe. The animal skin on the high platform is painted with a man resembling a god. , A giant dragon is flying overhead, and a mountain stands beside him. On the high platform all around stood many warriors with spears, obviously guards of the altar. The painting in the middle of the altar clearly shows that this god is huge to arouse people’s awe of the god. With these guards, the god is even more sacred and inviolable.

In this world, the warrior has fought on countless continents. If there are such a high platform for sacrificial rites, it is generally a tribe with a relatively stable life. If the size of the tribe is several times larger, there will be a The great hall dedicated to the worship of Heavenly God is possible, so as long as you look at the scale of the sacrifice place, you can basically see the stability and development of life in various areas on this road.

Of course, the development speed of this new continent is a bit faster, if you follow the original natural speed of this world.

This is not normal.

The warrior’s figure flickered, and he immediately reached the high platform in the center of the tribe. From here, you can basically see all of the tribe, the stretched houses and the scattered houses in small groups in the distance, this The scale of the tribe is truly presented before his eyes.

“More than a thousand, not many people!” warrior muttered to himself. After seeing the scale of the tribe, he immediately turned around, looked at the portrait of the god on the altar, and grabbed the animal skins on the altar. “Let me guess, what kind of god would you be?” The warrior grabbed the animal skin in his hand, and a ball of flames rose directly from the palm of his hand, burning the animal skin to ashes. The flames passed, and the hides were ruined, but nothing happened.

Warrior was a little unexpected. There was no divine force on that animal skin.

Originally, he thought that there was an obscure divine force on the animal skin, which was worshipped by these natives. Those divine forces could just be used as clues to understand this divine force. But there was nothing under one grasp, which surprised him a bit.

Almost at the same time, the tribal warriors who were guarding the altar noticed that someone had bypassed them and boarded the altar without authorization. They reacted quickly and screamed angrily from the audience. Going to the altar without permission is tantamount to attacking the altar, and that is the enemy! This was the default rule of every tribe, so all the warriors were killed.

Warrior didn’t even look at it. With a flick of his nails, a faint flame erupted from the tips of his fingers and floated towards the soldiers. The flame didn’t fly far, the flying flames that looked a little boring for a second automatically decomposed into dozens of fingertip-sized faint flame meteors, and they flew away silently, drawing dozens of trajectories like meteors. Almost instantly, those fighters were hit by the flames, and their bodies lit up a raging fire for a moment, and the turbulent flow of energy decomposed into purple disappeared on the stairs of the upper altar.

After guarding the warriors, an old man holding a staff sat down on the ground, screaming in pain, “God!” It’s just that, looking at his tragic look, it seems that he is not facing the high platform. The warrior Spiritual God above expressed respect and surrender, but in pain, the warrior held the Spiritual God they originally believed in so unscrupulously in his hands. Immediately the old man’s prayer confirmed this statement: “God! The blasphemer you predicted has appeared under your throne! Did you see it!?” The warrior was a little unexpected, frowned: “Hmph! I dare to steal even my faith!”

Hearing this, the old man suddenly lifts the head, pointing at the warrior and angrily said: “Little thief! You actually blasphemed Sun God His Royal Highness Tirathmis! The Guardian who also killed the altar, I just don’t know that you have committed a heinous crime. Tirathmis will definitely let you forever unable to reincarnate in the fiery hell!”

“Little thief?” warrior It seemed a little surprised and a little funny at this title. It was the first time in his long life that he was called so.

As soon as the warrior’s fingers were taken, the old man’s figure instantly arrived in front of the warrior. The warrior grabbed his front breast in his hand and asked indifferently: “Say, except for the false god Tirathemis on this continent , What other god?”

The old man was taken aback, and then replied with anger: “False gods? Other gods? There is only one god on this continent, and that is the great Tirathemis! “

“There is only one god?” The warrior was slightly confused. Only one god can cover such a large continent? Can it rise so quickly? When he came to inspect this area last time, there was no such continent. “Really there is only one god?” The warrior was still unwilling to give up. The old man almost slobbered at him: “The blasphemer! Your disrespect to God will make you fall into hell forever!”

“I thought there were several gods, but there was only one.” The warrior said with a smile, and his words became more relaxed. He lifts the head suddenly, squinted at the rays of light ten thousand zhang in the sky, and asked: “Sun God? So is the temple of Tirathemis actually there?”

The old man regained his anger and howled: “You don’t respect the great Tirathemis, you will be retributed! Tirathemis will roast you in his flames. powder!”

“Powder? Is his divine force that strong?” The warrior put down the old man, and easily twisted the staff in his hand. His fingers seemed to come cautiously, and they seemed to be different. Being careful will destroy the staff like it.

“Well, yes, there really is a trace of divine force here.” The warrior said, regardless of the old man’s surprise, hatred, and fear, the two fingers of the other hand are on the jewel of the staff. Pinch, a green rays of light was extracted, and the gem on the staff quickly dimmed, and then the bang shattered into a pile of scum.

Warrior closes his eyes and pinches the green divine force at his fingertips, like kneading a ball of dough, slowly grinding the green divine force into a turbulent flow of energy. The old man has been speechless in horror. As a priest of the altar, he naturally knows the power of the divine force, but he can grind away a touch of divine force with his gestures. What kind of existence is that?

“Huh?” The warrior suddenly discovered another thing. The use of divine force has always been two-way. While God gives faith to believers, it also provides a way for users of divine force. Opportunity to touch the gods, but even if he held this divine force of Tirathemis in his hand, and grind it out, analyzed the composition of the divine force, but he did not see the divine force called Tirathemis. Any response from Mingshen, not even a trace of anger. How is this going?

There are only two possibilities in this situation: either it is a weak god, he can feel the strength of the warrior, and he dare not respond, and the other kind of probability is that the god does not or does not want to respond. Respond, otherwise this is a blasphemy that is absolutely unbearable in God World, and even some sleeping gods must give the blasphemer a severe blow even if they wake up from deep sleep.

Being able to create such a continent, obviously weak and small should be indifferent to this god, so why didn’t this god respond?

Warrior thought foolishly.

The old man on one side was trembling, not knowing whether it was fear or hatred, and slowly walked over to the warrior, and slowly said: “Dear Sir, may you be this world? Which god of the world?”