hero?it must be me

because……

This is the first time he has seen such a [monster].

The man knows that he is actually more or less afraid of death.

Of course, there's no shame in that.

In his opinion, normal people should be afraid of death.

Men feel that those guys who are not afraid of death, no matter why they are not afraid of death, are already out of the normal category from the perspective of being a creature.

This isn't necessarily derogatory.

Because the so-called gods and demons are both detached from the realm of human beings and exist beyond the boundaries of human beings.

He considers himself a normal person, although the job content is a bit special, but he is an ordinary guy after all.

Therefore, he is also afraid of death.

——However, it was not the one who made him so embarrassed at this moment, with warm liquid dripping from his crotch, with a ferocious face and teeth chattering, but still relentlessly driving his body forward. The approaching death.

The screams and wailings of others echoed in his head, which was burned blank by the dark flames of fear.

This is not a memory.

But [present continuous].

In the past, men never believed in the so-called "soul".

When a person dies, he is dead, so there is no such thing as past life or future life.

He has always disdained such remarks.

But today, he couldn't help but not believe it.

Because right in front of his eyes, those unlucky bastards that he saw with his own eyes, turned into flesh under the falling iron fist, are still howling miserably in the seemingly endless sea of ​​dark green mist around him.

Beheaded and amputated.

Cramp skinning.

Cut out the meat and remove the film.

Knock the bone and suck the marrow.

Their souls, after their bodies were shattered, were dragged into the depths of the mist by countless shadows.

Only the cries that reminded people of all kinds of torture and shocking death were left, echoing in this gray world as if they would never end.

Perhaps, it would be a relief to be able to bloom neatly into a smelly but gorgeous flower under that iron fist.

That's right.

Here, death is no longer the thing that men fear the most.

Because, behind him, the huge monster that is strolling in the garden is crushing the fresh life one by one, so that death is no longer the end.

Here, death is just the beginning.

"Boom."

That thing is still chasing!

The man who heard the muffled voice burst into tears, but he didn't even have the strength to scream. His lungs and burning muscles seemed to be torn open, which indicated that his body was already running at full speed without stopping. On the verge of limit.

But he dared not stop.

"Boom."

Closer...closer!

Men can only run now.

Escaping, running away with all his strength, running aimlessly in this endless sea of ​​fog, is the only instinct he has left now.

"Boom."

This time, the bell-like voice seemed to shake his internal organs and brain, so close.

Even if he has chosen to flee without hesitation.

Even if he was already like that, he went straight forward without looking back.

The behemoth behind him was still approaching him in such a leisurely manner.

"Boom."

The cold wind hit his back.

But the moment he touched the wind, the man's soul seemed to be scorched by some invisible fire.

Subconsciously, the man's muscles tensed up.

It's like when people are suddenly scalded, people will be shocked.

however--

"Boom."

Without looking at the fresh flower of flesh and blood under his feet, Zheng Qi continued to move forward.

There are hundreds more.

He is not going to let anyone do it for him.

He wants to do it himself.

Just like these people, since they dare to make this money and do this business, they should be aware of it.

He is here.

It is also the most basic awareness not to borrow other hands.

And this is the only thing he can give these hundreds of killers from the Wuzhou League...

mercy.

Chapter 236 Chapter 66: Some people are afraid of me, some people worship me

Hundreds of free men with no alliances.

Although this number can't be called the army of a big country, it is by no means an ordinary mob.

Among these hundreds of people, there is no shortage of fledglings, and there is no shortage of experienced ones.

In any case, the hundreds of people present were, in a sense, basically desperadoes who committed crimes in their hands.

But no matter the fledgling or the seasoned, none of these hundreds of people had any experience in fighting a steel colossus that was more than ten meters tall.

The arrows that could easily kill people in the past could not leave even a single scratch on the dark green heavy metal.

The sword that was swung with all its strength could only be exchanged for a crisp sound, which turned into pieces.

After that, what greeted them was the silent trampling and the falling giant fist.

Can't win.

When such a thought appeared in everyone's mind, the collapse came.

Someone escaped.

Someone begged for mercy.

Someone is sitting still.

Someone looks like a madman.

But no matter what they say or do, the steel colossus that needs to be looked up remains silent.

From the beginning to the end, there was only one sound from this giant monster.

"Boom."

85 people.

"Boom."

62 people.

"Boom."

30 people.

"Boom-"

It was like the death knell was ringing.

Whenever that dull sound sounds, whenever the plane of the earth shakes and swells under this foot, life is lost.

Someone was dragged into the queue of the dead.

Finally, in this seemingly endless field, this cruel road paved by flesh and bones is coming to an end.

Zheng Qi lowered his head, looking down at the last survivor.

The current him is the embodiment of the supreme authority in this afterlife world.

This iron body is [a little disclosure] after he liberated the power of reincarnation.

With his current ability, this is a posture that can only stand upright in this afterlife world.

But, for now, that's enough.

【As far as the eye can see, they are all weak and humble souls... reluctant to part with their bodies. 】

A disdainful sneer echoed in Zheng Qi's ears.

But he didn't seem to be able to hear the laughter, only unshakable calm could be seen in the face buried deep under the metal.

"..."

The last survivor looked young, probably in his early twenties.

Because he lost his helmet in a panic, he revealed his youthful face.

He had already discarded his helmet and armor while fleeing, and now he doesn't even have a dagger that can be used to cut himself.

But at this moment, Zheng Qi could clearly see the loose folds at the corners of his eyes, and he could see the expression engraved on his face, which was soaked with tears, saliva, and sweat beyond recognition.

at a loss.

When fear really shattered the last line of defense in this person's soul, Zheng Qi was presented with such an expression.

He gave up.

Compared to facing his back against not knowing when it will come, but always pressing against his own death, compared to being tortured by fear in the process of persisting in struggling to survive, he decided to give up.

Instead of fleeing in the boundless depths and endless fear, it may be easier to turn around like this and face the doomed end.

Ah, no, no...

This is not the end.

This may be a new life.

Looking up at Zheng Qi, a smile gradually appeared on the face of the last person.

If you want to compare it, it's like a puppet being pulled by a string and smiling at the audience.

Under the light of the faint fire surrounding Zheng Qi's body, there was a different kind of emotion in that smile, like a firewood that was being ignited, burning more and more vigorously.

That's a salutation——

"Boom."

Now, no one is left.

-

Under the gaze of a pair of hidden eyes, something stepped out of this dead community.

The mist crawled on the ground, diverting the two sides, like the servants guarding the king, neat and silent.

Walking out of the unfinished building, Zheng Qi was alone, stepping on some old brick and stone streets.

【Zheng Qi. 】