"Slave me?!" The leader of the ancient god roared, "I have changed my mind, humans, I want to eat you!" As if he noticed the leader's anger, the surrounding beasts also became restless, but the leader of the ancient god let out a short chirping.

"I will tear you apart with my own hands!" he said, raising his arm, "Here, we are far stronger than outside. If you still use the strength of our previous measurement, I will tell you the price of the wrong."

He still maintains the form of a human being, but his body emits an ancient primitive aura. Others may not see anything abnormal, but Veramont's performance has become much more serious.

"Be careful of Sigmun," he couldn't help reminding, "these guys are a little different from what I remember."

"Don't worry." Sigmun looked relaxed. Although he had not had a formal fight, he had a strange intuition. The ancient god in front of him was definitely not his opponent. Even if he tied all the ancient gods together, the result would be the same.

The next moment, the two arms collided together without any fancy, and after a brief silence, there was a collision of violent forces.

boom!

The body of the ancient god leader fell slightly, and he stepped on the ground, but after the collision of the forces of both sides, Sigmun, who was floating in the air, gained the upper hand, opened his eyes wide in shock, and the terrible power was transmitted from his arms to his whole body, and the bones in his whole body crackled. Before the ancient god leader could come back from his shock, he knelt on one knee to the ground.

The ground cracked and rumbling sounds spread all around. After kneeling down, the leader of the ancient god was still taller than Sigmun. He let out a roar, and the power on his body increased again. What made him feel desperate was that the expression of the young man in front of him did not change at all, but he just gently pressed his arms down.

Click!

The arm bones were bent and the power was transmitted to the spine. The leader of the ancient god had to bend his proud head and curl up his body to fight against Sigmun's power.

"This is the attitude that the enslaved should have." Sigmun said with a smile, and at this time, the originally restless primitive ancient gods and beasts around them gradually became quiet. They looked at the leader who was kneeling on the ground and then roared hysterically.

roar!

All the monsters attacked at the same time from all directions. Seeing this scene, Veramont, who was standing behind, had to open the space barrier and protect everyone.

"What are you going to do?" he said to Sigmun in confusion.

Faced with the attacks from around him, Sigmun controlled with one hand, kneeling in front of him, slowly raised his other hand, gathered his five fingers, and seemed to have a force pulled in the void by him. The next moment, accompanied by a brief accumulation of force, a force representing chaos burst out from his fist.

The beast's roar stopped abruptly. At this time, Sigmun actually resisted the attack of all monsters with his own strength. Seeing this scene, the leader of the ancient god looked frightened, but at the same time he also found a chance. The injuries on his body recovered in the blink of an eye. He rose up to resist and instantly broke free from Sigmun's control and appeared in the group of beasts.

"In the center of the world, we gather into a whole..." The leader of the ancient god sighed loudly, and the wild beasts surrounding him gathered together. With a strange tone, he actually connected himself with all the auras of the primitive ancient gods, and at the same time he seemed to be trying to connect with a certain force in the gap.

"So this is your confidence." A hint of clarity appeared on Sigmun's face. The power that a person can mobilize to accommodate is ultimately limited. This is limited by the rules of the world and no one can change it.

But if we can mobilize the power of others in a short time...

"Humans, you don't even have the qualifications to be enslaved by me. After you are torn apart, I will let your compatriots become our food!" The leader of the ancient god roared. Although he still maintained the image of the glorious pope, behind him, all the breath of the primitive ancient gods entangled, and an evil and hideous image slowly appeared.

"I really give you a chance." Sigmun said slowly, then he raised his head. The originally bright sky was covered with a sudden blood color. At some point, a strange full moon appeared behind him.

Sigmun poked his hand out, the full moon behind him disappeared, and then a scimitar reflected with a rich blood light appeared in his hand. His wrist turned, and a world could be vaguely seen in the flashing sword light.

When this weapon appeared, the surrounding aura was instantly changed, and a kind of despair and depression surged into everyone's hearts. At this time, Sigmun just held the weapon tightly, aimed the sharp blade at the beasts on the opposite side, and then asked:

"are you sure?"

roar!

All the primitive ancient gods and beasts roared, and the tyrannical emotions were transmitted to the hearts of the ancient god leader. But at this time, feeling the growing power in his body and the emotions of his fellow tribes, the blood in the body of the ancient god leader became cold.

He felt the destruction from the young man opposite and from the strange weapon. He knew very well what the other party's question just now represented.

War, peace.

Survive, die.

The choice was in his hands. In just a moment, he took the initiative to cut off his connection with his tribe and the world, and then fell to the ground in the surprise of everyone.

roar!

The primitive ancient god beside him roared unwillingly, and was stimulated by this sound. The leader of the ancient god suddenly turned his head and attacked the roaring primitive ancient god frantically, and finally even tore off the two arms of the primitive ancient god.

His body was tense, he suppressed all his emotions and slowly walked to Sigmun.

Sigmun did not look at him, but gently stroked the weapon in his hand with his fingers.

"I...please forgive my offense."

"I thought you knew what the meaning of slavery meant." Sigmun said without raising his head.

The ancient god leader struggled on his face, then he fell to the ground with one knee, lowered his head, and brought his unprepared head closer to Sigmun.

"Please accept our service."

"Very good." Sigmun nodded, slapped his hands, and the blood-red scimitar disappeared out of thin air, and the terrifying sense of oppression was also wiped out. Then he stretched out his right hand, and the power gathered in his hand, and a strange pattern appeared on the head of the ancient god leader.

"The contract I have signed with you, as for your tribe, I will give it to you."

"Follow your instructions, my...master." The ancient god leader lowered his head.

"Don't blame yourself, you are doing the right thing. Maybe in the next era, you and your tribe will become the protagonists of the world again." Sigmund comforted casually, and then changed his mind.

"But before that, you must first learn to abide by the rules, the rules of the new world, and our rules." He raised his hand and patted the ancient god leader on the shoulder.

"Do you understand?"

"Yes, master, I understand." The leader of the ancient god did not stand up. He grabbed his backhand behind him. A giant python with a size of more than 10 meters was pinched and exploded. The snake skin was peeled off and cut into a simple set of clothes to wear.

For Sigmun, what he asked the ancient god leader to wear was not a piece of clothing, but a set of shackles.

"Tast your tribe, I will send someone to talk to you about the specifics." After giving a few simple instructions, Sigmund took everyone away.
Chapter completed!