Blood was spreading in the wilderness, and a wounded were fleeing desperately. Its body was covered with scars and its eyes were full of fear.

As a zombie barbarian soldier who has obtained the key to extraordinary power, it should not have natural enemies in the wild. With the strength of the zombie barbarian soldier, the only ones who can pose a threat to them are humans as outsiders.

If they are the same kind of tragedy, the werewolf soldiers would not be so afraid, so the answer is obviously the latter.

When the thought of the human beings chasing him, the werewolf barbarians couldn't help but shiver and speeded up their escape.

The matter has to start two days ago.

The Gnoll Barbarians remembered that they and a group of tribes wanted to deal with a human mage. The original plan went smoothly, and the human mage had fallen into their encirclement. Although there were some twists and turns in the middle and hundreds of tribes were killed and injured, everyone was still full of confidence, especially when the mage's elemental servant was defeated by joint force, everyone thought that the human mage was dead.

However, things were going beyond expectations.

When everyone broke through the stone wall, they saw not the panicked human mage, which was empty and nothing.

After so much effort but not getting what he wanted, several impatient were squabbling soldiers started arguing on the spot, so that everyone parted in disagreement. It was from this time that nightmare came.

The cunning human mage began to act after observing for a day. He used the zombie barbarian soldiers' habit of leading a team to hunt alone to defeat the barbarian soldiers who went out to find food. By the time everyone found something was wrong, things were irreversible.

"Cunning human, I will definitely bring the news back, otherwise..."

The zombie barbarian soldiers who were running suddenly felt a pain under their feet. A sharp stone pillar that was about to be one foot long suddenly emerged from the ground, just stabbing the soles of the zombie barbarian soldiers.

pain!

With the physical strength of the werewolf barbarian soldier, this stone pillar failed to cause damage to him, but its appearance successfully delayed the speed of the werewolf barbarian soldier. After suffering from pain, the subconscious reaction caused the figure of the werewolf barbarian soldier to pause for a moment.

This pause and this pause will kill you.

Two figures rushed towards them with a whirring sound of wind. They were two sword-armed iron men, and there were four identical iron men less than five meters behind them.

Once you are entangled, you will definitely die.

The consciousness that had been exercising in the wild after birth made the zombie barbarians react the most correctly. He did not try to stabilize his pace because it would make him stop, but rolled on the ground, and pressed his claws with all their strength on the ground and rushed forward.

After the response of the werewolves, the distance between the two sides was not not close, but instead stretched one meter apart.

“That’s the end.”

The sudden human speech made the werewolf soldiers tremble in a trembling manner. He remembered this sound. It was the master of this sound that killed many of his tribes, and it was the master of this sound that was chasing him.

The werewolf soldiers knew it was going to be bad, but it was too late.

Whoosh!

An iron arrow shot out from the slanted piercing, hitting the fragile left rib of the werewolf soldier. The arrow shot through the flesh and penetrated the tail.

The werewolf soldier wailed and kicked his legs a few times, his body twitched a few times, and soon disappeared.

It turned out that the arrow had destroyed his heart.

When the Gnoll barbarian soldier died, Roger walked out of the bushes on one side. On his side was a different from the Iron Man in the Knife Arm. From the big bow he held in his hand, we can tell that its positioning was a ranged attacker. The arrow that killed the Gnoll barbarian soldier just now came from this person.

Seeing the slowly rising power of faith and finally reaching the goal, Roger breathed a sigh of relief.

Before this, Roger never expected that the power of faith that he had successfully killed a werewolf barbarian soldier would increase by one unit by ninety-nine o'clock. At the last point, he killed ten werewolf barbarians and had to make up his entire body, which was equivalent to killing one unit by only one point by one unit.

Fortunately, I finally got it all.

When the power of faith gathered a hundred units, it changed. Roger could feel that these powers of faith were condensing, gathering, and qualitatively changing.

If the power of faith is compared to gas, then after a hundred units are filled, its volume will be infinitely compressed until it turns from gas to liquid. Even if it becomes a small drop that cannot be distinguished by the naked eye after the transformation of the form, it is only this small drop that is enough to make Roger truly enter the ranks of the ancient gods.

The amount of energy of the liquefied faith is not considered large, but it is like an introductory in Roger's consciousness. As far as Roger's own feelings are concerned, if his sea of ​​consciousness is compared to a sea composed of gasoline, then the liquefied faith power is Mars. Although Mars is small, it can ignite the entire sea and make Roger's entire sea of ​​consciousness burn into a huge fire.

The sea of ​​consciousness is burning.

What is burning?

soul!

Even the gods could not bear the pain of the soul being burned. Roger could be said to be in pain at this time, but in the extreme pain, there were other feelings mixed with it. The feeling seemed to be joyful and comfortable, making him feel that he was enjoying this pain. His soul grew stronger in this pain, sublimated in that burning, and he was undergoing some transformation.

In the pain, joy and comfort in the pain, Roger really cannot describe his current mood - although he loved spicy food in his previous life, although spicy food is actually a kind of pain, and it cannot be so unbearable to look at him directly.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe a quarter of an hour, maybe a day, or maybe just a moment, the flames in the sea of ​​consciousness were extinguished, leaving only an empty space.

Roger shook his head and felt his body... no, he felt his brain was hollowed out.

"Activate the mental power self-test."

As the mind turned, the mental power began to scan himself, and Roger immediately discovered his own differences.

Originally he had two templates: Human and Ancient God, but now the human template has disappeared, leaving only one template for the Ancient God.

Roger: The God of the Ancient.

Level: 1.

Ability: faith plunder, soul devouring, evil god perception, flesh and blood curse, spiritual deception, elemental control (earth), ancient god disguise.

Faith plunder and soul devouring are actually to strengthen themselves by killing and devouring the souls of dead extraordinary creatures. It is one of the most direct means for the ancient gods to become stronger. The ancient gods are keen on provoking wars between extraordinary creatures, and the root cause lies in this.

The evil god's perception is equivalent to turning on a small radar, predicting dangers and observing the surroundings.

As long as you know how to use spiritual seduction and elemental control, the effect when facing enemies is not very good.

Roger has never used the Curse of Flesh and Blood, and the effect is not clear.

What Roger really cares about now is the ancient god's disguise, because this ability can not only conceal his soul breath and make other beings other than Titans unable to detect the essence of his ancient god, but also provides him with an additional template.

To put it simply, the ancient god disguise is equivalent to putting a shell of a human template for Roger's ancient god template. It is impossible to see if it is not a Titan like an existence.

Moreover, this shell is not messy. His strength evaluation is equivalent to Roger's ancient god level multiplied by thirty, that is, Roger's first-level ancient god is the vest of a level 30 human mage.

The mage is the owner of extraordinary power. The apprentice of the mage below level ten corresponds to the trainee knight, the mage from level ten to level twenty corresponds to the bronze knight, and the level twenty to level thirty corresponds to the silver knight.

After Roger made this estimate, he suddenly realized that he had become so much stronger. You should know that when the ancient god was still at level 0, his combat power was only at the level of an apprentice knight.

"The combat power has increased so much..."

Roger licked his lips and looked deeper into the jungle.
Chapter completed!