Steel Armour City

Crystal world.

This is an endless continent. There are mountains, lakes, forests, deserts, and all kinds of animals and birds on the continent. Even on the highest peaks that rise into the clouds, there are some legendary creatures - Dragons. These giant dragons are different from those in other world. They are huge, some of them are long and kilometer long. When they fly, they are like a small mountain floating. But no matter what it is, whether it's a mountain or a dragon, the entity is made of purple crystals.

As for the clouds in the mountains, they are made up of tiny purple crystals and fine powder. They will disappear in the process of floating in the sky, and the sky will rise up to the mainland and disperse into purple energy, which will fill the air and turn the originally empty sky into a light pink sky. The purple energy will also condense when the density increases, condensing into purple clouds and floating in the sky again. If the clouds gather too much, the concentration is too high. Even purple raindrops.

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

"Drink! Even the sun A powerful foot stepped on a plant that just came out of the ground, which made the plant into a mass of energy and slowly annihilated around the foot, just like the dust of big foot. The one who came was a samurai dressed in leather armor. His body was also made of crystals, but there was something that didn't exist in the world from time to time in those crystals - a red flame burning. The flame didn't know where it came from, but it burned violently. Sometimes, the flame would come out of his crystal body, and then it would contact with the air around his body, making a fierce conflict, and then disappeared around his body. Although the fire looks very fierce, his leather armor, which is also composed of crystals, is not damaged at all. Instead, it absorbs the power of the fire, with a faint red light and a faint red color. That is a sign of the enhancement of the protective power of the leather armor.

Not far away is a small primitive tribe. There are some primitive humans living in the tribe. There is a 10 meter high platform in the center of the tribe. The animal skin on the platform is painted with a man similar to a God, with a giant dragon flying overhead and a high mountain standing beside him. Around the high platform stood many soldiers with spears, obviously guarding the altar. The middle painting of the altar clearly shows the greatness of the God to arouse people's awe of the God. With these guards, the God is more sacred and inviolable.

In this world, samurai have fought in countless continents. If they can have such a high platform for sacrifice, they are generally tribes with relatively stable life. If the scale of the tribe is several times larger, it is possible to have a hall dedicated to the sacrifice of gods. Therefore, as long as we look at the scale of the place for sacrifice, we can basically see the stability of life in various areas along the road Degree of development.

Of course, the development speed of this new continent is a little faster, if it is according to the natural speed of the world.

It's not normal.

The samurai's figure twinkled, and instantly came to the high platform in the center of the tribe. From here, you can basically see all the houses of the tribe, as well as the scattered houses in the distance. The scale of the tribe is really presented in front of his eyes.

"There are more than a thousand, but there are still many people!" The warrior said to himself. After seeing the scale of the tribe, he turned around, looked at the portrait of the God family on the altar, and grabbed the animal skin off the altar“ Let me guess, what kind of God would you be? " The samurai held the skin in his hand, and a flame came directly from his palm, burning the skin to ashes. The fire passed and the skins were destroyed, but nothing happened.

The warrior was a little surprised. There was no magic power on the skin.

Originally, he thought that there were hidden divine powers on the animal skin, which could be worshipped by these aborigines. Those divine powers could just be used as clues to understand this divine power. But there was nothing under the grasp, which made him a little surprised.

Almost at the same time, the tribal soldiers guarding the altar found that someone had bypassed them and boarded the altar without permission. They reacted quickly and rushed up from under the stage, howling angrily. Going to the altar without permission is tantamount to attacking the altar, which is the enemy! This is the default rule of each tribe, so all the soldiers are killed.

The warrior didn't look at it. With a flick of his fingernail, a faint flame came out from his fingertips and floated towards the soldiers. The flame didn't fly far away. It seemed that there was nothing in the air. The second chatting flame automatically decomposed into dozens of faint flame meteors of fingertip size, and silently made dozens of tracks to fly away. Almost instantaneously, the soldiers were hit by the fire, and their bodies burst into flames, breaking into purple energy and disappearing on the steps to the altar.

After the guard, an old man with a staff fell to the ground, prostrate and cried out: "God However, looking at his solemn and stirring look, it seems that he is not showing respect and submission to the samurai spirit on the stage, but in pain. The samurai hold their original spirit in their hands without fear. Then the old man's Prayer confirmed this saying: "God! The blasphemer you prophesied has appeared under your throne! Do you see that? "

The warrior was a little surprised and frowned: "hum! Even the faith dare to steal

Hearing this, the old man suddenly raised his head, pointed to the warrior and said angrily, "little thief! You blaspheme the sun god, his highness tirathus! He also killed the guardian of the altar. I just don't know that you have committed a great crime. Tirathmus will make you immortal in the burning hell

"Little thief?" The samurai was surprised and amused by the title. For the first time in his long life, he was called that.

As soon as the samurai's fingers closed, the old man's body immediately came to the samurai. The samurai held his front in his hand and asked calmly, "what other gods are there in this continent besides the false god tiratimus?"

The old man was stunned, and then replied with anger: "false god? Other gods? There is only one God in our continent, the great tirathus

"Only one God?" The warrior was a little confused. Can only one God cover such a large continent? Can it rise so fast? The last time he visited this area, there was no continent“ Is there really only one God? " The samurai are not willing to give up. The old man almost spit at him: "blasphemer! Your disrespect to God will lead you to hell forever

"I thought there were several gods, but there was only one." The warrior said with a smile, his words relaxed. He suddenly raised his head, squinted at the shining sun in the sky and asked, "Helios? So the temple of tirathmis is actually there? "

The old man looked angry again and howled, "you will be punished for your disrespect for the great tiratimus! Tirathamis will powder you in his flame

"Powder? Is he that powerful? " The samurai put down the old man and twirled the staff in his hand. His fingers looked very careful, as if an carelessness would destroy the staff.

"Well, yes, there is a trace of his power here." The samurai said, regardless of the old man's surprise, hatred and fear, the two fingers of the other hand squeezed on the gem of the staff, a green light was extracted, and the gem on the staff quickly faded, and then snapped into a pile of debris.

The warrior closed his eyes and pinched the green magic power at his fingertips, just like kneading a dough, slowly grinding the green magic power into a turbulent flow of energy. The old man was too frightened to speak. As an altar priest, he naturally knows the strength of the divine power. However, what kind of existence is it that he can grind away a touch of divine power between his actions?

"Why?" The samurai suddenly found another thing. The use of divine power is always two-way. God not only gives believers faith, but also provides a chance for the users of divine power to touch God. However, even if he holds this power of tirathamis in his hand and grinds it away, he analyzes the composition of divine power, But I didn't see any response from the god named tirathmis, not even a trace of anger. What's going on?

There are only two possibilities in this case: one is a weak God who can feel the strength of the warrior and dare not respond, the other is that the God does not or does not want to respond, otherwise it is a blasphemy that can never be tolerated in the divine world, and even some sleeping gods have to give a severe blow to the blasphemer even if they want to wake up from their deep sleep.

To be able to create such a continent, it is obvious that the weak and the weak are not related to this God. So why did this God not respond?

The samurai thought.

On the other hand, the old man was trembling. He didn't know whether he was afraid or hated too much. He slowly came to the warrior and said, "Dear Sir, which God are you in this world?"