Upon hearing this, the aborigine's face became increasingly ugly.
"Is this true?" he asked in a deep voice, his expression indescribably solemn.
"Someone has seen it with their own eyes, so it can't be false." Senn said hesitantly: "Besides this, I also heard another news. It is said that there is a Soul-Eating Grass in their team."
"What is the Spirit-Eating Grass?" The aboriginal looked slightly startled.
"It is said that it is a plant that can break through the domain of the craftsman clan during the time when the God King is on his way to heaven." Senen told the truth what he heard.
The aboriginal's expression changed again. If such a plant really existed, it would be a disaster for them.
Just as these gods are restrained by them, they will also be restrained by that plant.
"When did they leave and from which direction?" the aborigines asked.
"It's been half a month since I left..."
The aborigines who heard the news immediately rushed out of the room, spread the news, and then flew away into the distance.
There are not many buildings in the Semir force, and Sen En, the leader, naturally has one.
"is this okay?"
Listening to the loud shouts of the indigenous people outside, Keima looked at Senn next to him and said, "That person may be our hope."
"Do you hope that I don't know? I only know that I am not far from the third level. As long as the status quo is maintained, I will eventually be able to break through. By that time, everything will naturally get better for me." Senn said lightly: "As for other people
What does your life and death have to do with me?"
Keima shook his head and said nothing more.
After enduring oppression for too long, no one thinks about resisting. When they adapt to the oppression, they will develop various negative psychology.
For example, you are not allowed to let others be better than yourself, let alone live a better life than yourself.
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"Boll, are you telling the truth?"
The five aborigines walked forward together, and one of them wearing a battle armor asked.
"Of course there will be no lies."
The aboriginal named Bol said: "When you came here, did you forget what Miklian asked us to pay attention to? This time, no matter what, we must kill these people!"
The other people remembered Miklian's explanation and nodded one after another.
The aboriginal named Boer said: "These guys who call themselves Gods are indeed not simple, and they have great variables. Back then, our ancestors dashed their hopes of rising, but we didn't expect that Netherworld would appear among them again. Although
He is still restrained by us, but he is a threat to us after all. I never thought that this time there is an even more incredible one who can fight against the beasts at the first level of the king. Doesn’t that also pose a threat to us? Moreover, this is what he lost.
A case for rising hope.”
"If the news is true, this person must be killed. If he is allowed to grow, it will be troublesome!" said the aborigine from before.
"He really can't live. If there is hope of rising, our situation will be a lot more troublesome by then." Boll said.
"This is impossible, right? The ancestors had already destroyed all the hopes of rising in this world."
"There are too many variables and we have to guard against it. Have you sent a message to the city?" Boer asked.
"The news has been sent," the man said.
"Okay, transmit our location at all times, and there must be no mistakes this time!"
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Killing the heavenly beasts, refining resources, and moving forward aimlessly, this is what people like Zi Chen do.
They have walked out of the endless mountains, but they don't know where to go.
"How about we also learn from those Netherworlds and snatch resources?"
The monk on the side said.
Others were silent. They had never been so confident. After coming to this world, no one could beat them.
Even if it is to rob, there is no strength to rob.
As for breaking through, at the current speed, there won't be even ten thousand years to think about it.
Ten thousand years is too long.
The silence of everyone around made the monk know that this method would not work at all, and then he said: "How about we find another deep mountain and go mining?"
Mining is not easy, you have to find the ore veins first, but this suggestion is obviously much better than robbing.
Moreover, everyone is considered to be able to do some things within their capabilities, so they are somewhat motivated.
Zi Chen looked back at these people, especially Su Mengyao and others. They were all top-notch beauties. Yi Qian and Li Ai were the daughters of the gods. Why should they go mining?
He smiled hoarsely and said: "It's not that pessimistic. Let's keep moving forward and wait until we find other forces and trade with them. We have the materials and they have the God King Crystal. As long as the price is reasonable, they shouldn't refuse."
If you continue to move forward and see the heavenly beast, Zichen will kill it, and the Soul-Eating King Grass will also take action.
They traveled like this for more than half a month without encountering much danger along the way. All the beasts they encountered along the way turned into corpses, and they collected a lot of materials.
The most they encountered was five heavenly beasts, which was obviously not a problem for Zi Chen and he killed them all.
On a plain, a rootless fire of energy was burning, and the meat of a heavenly beast was roasting on top of the flame.
Everyone who was depressed at first gradually recovered their mood. No matter how difficult the situation is, we must always face it calmly.
And compared with the protoss here, their situation is much better and they are much freer.
On the ground, there was dirt rolling, and a black creature suddenly appeared.
It was a black ant, nearly one foot tall, and it came towards this direction after it appeared.
Zi Chen noticed this scene and felt very surprised. He stood up and rushed forward.
Exclamations came from behind, and many more black ants appeared in all directions. Their auras were not weaker than those of Wang Yipin's heavenly beasts.
"roll!"
The monk shouted angrily and rushed forward with a light shield in hand.
With a bang, a black ant was knocked away by him.
But the next moment, more ants appeared from the ground and instantly drowned the monk.
Swish! Swish! Swish!...
The others immediately jumped into the air. The monk had a light shield for defense. Don't be afraid. They couldn't do it, and the speed of these ants was too fast.
Just as everyone was rising into the sky, wings sprouted from the backs of those black ants, and they followed them into the sky.
Flying in the air, they are even faster.
Everyone didn't have the strength to deal with the beasts, so Zi Chen immediately opened up the world and put everyone away.
At the same time, his figure fell, followed by a powerful shock. All the ants around him were knocked away by him, and the monk's figure appeared.
Although the attack was not broken, the monk was still in a very embarrassed state at this moment.
Whoosh!
His body disappeared and entered Zi Chen's world.
Those black ants lost their target and immediately started to kill Zi Chen.
There were too many black ants around and they were so densely packed that Zi Chen used the world to teleport away.
Whoosh!
When it reappeared, it was thousands of miles away and the ants had disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, Zi Chen discovered a ruins ahead.