More than thirty animals with one horn and scales all over their bodies, resembling war horses, galloped over carrying a group of strong men.
Except for the guy who looks like the leader, who is wearing a worn-out armor, the others are much more shabby, either with a piece of animal skin tied randomly to the body, or ordinary linen clothes. However, everyone has murderous intent on their faces.
, look ferocious, they are basically a group of bandits who kill without blinking an eye.
"Heishi!"
Xia Lei's eyes nearly popped out of his head, and he murmured: "According to legend, the best war horses in ancient times could run tens of thousands of miles in a day? However... the speed is obviously not that fast. It seems that the legend cannot be disbelieved, nor can it be fully believed."
Those one-horned creatures are the legendary black war horses. If you look closely, you will find that their hooves are surrounded by black mist, which is the origin of the name. Although they are not as fast as a day, they are no less than a sports car running at full speed.
, far beyond what ordinary horses can match.
Dozens of horsemen roared towards them brandishing various weapons. Several farmers who had no time to escape were hacked to death on the spot. The remaining farmers ran around screaming and terrified.
roar……
On the side, Odin shouted to the sky, holding the battle ax he picked up from the stream, and faced the black knight like the wind.
The cold ax cut through the air with a harsh sound, and a strong man on a black horse barely blocked it, and his whole body was blown away by a strong force. There was a dense sound of bones breaking all over the guy's body, and the gunfire spurted out from his mouth.
The blood was mixed with a large number of internal organ fragments, and he fell to the ground and his head hung up.
Although he has lost all his magical powers, as the Nordic God King, his arms now have ten tons of strength. How can he underestimate the strength of twenty thousand kilograms?
Obviously, these human beings who were born and raised on the new planet are only slightly stronger than ordinary people on the original earth. It is considered good to have three to five hundred kilograms of strength in their hands.
"Even ordinary mortals are not spared, they are a bunch of beasts!"
Odin's eyes exuded a terrifying aura, and he stood alone in front of him with a battle ax in his hand. He had the aura that one man could stand against all others.
Those thirty people couldn't understand what he said at all, but they could understand the murderous intent of the other party.
They all restrained themselves and sat down in black. The leading man, who was wearing a piece of broken armor, pointed a spear at Odin and yelled, no one could understand him.
When the farmers saw someone coming to help, they even discovered that the robbers who could not resist were killed by Odin with an axe. A few brave ones stopped and watched from a distance. They cast a grateful look at Odin.
But more of it was still fear, and he was obviously ready to run away at any time.
Based on these people's clothes, weapons, and farmers' attire, Xia Lei knew that the humans here were still in a relatively backward stage and had not long since separated from primitive society.
As native humans, they should know more about this world.
Through communication with them, we may be able to understand more things and find a way to leave here. Otherwise, how can we continue to be like this without magic power and unable to practice?
Communication requires verbal dialogue, and you must first learn their language. This is not difficult for him with strong mental power. Even if a magical power is bound, it does not mean that it disappears, but it cannot be expressed externally. Powerful
The primordial spirit itself still exists.
Xia Lei's body flashed, and he rushed over at a speed that was almost as fast as the speed of sound. His dagger drew a dazzling silver light: "What are you talking about with them, why don't you take action?"
Cold light flashes.
Blood splatters.
The leader of the robbers didn't even have time to react. Dahao's head shot up into the sky, and the high pressure in his body caused blood to spurt more than one meter high.
boom!
The fist hit him hard, and the robber seemed to have been hit in the stomach by a locomotive. His whole body turned into a weird V shape, and the clothes on his back were shattered into pieces by the terrifying impact.
Odin and Eamon also took the lead, and in just a few breaths, more than thirty people died.
More than a dozen farmers from far and near were all dumbfounded. How had they ever seen such powerful people of the same kind? Are these guys still human?
One of the oldest farmers staggered over and prostrated himself on the ground. Tears flowed all over the floor. He spoke in a language that was completely incomprehensible. He obviously regarded the three of them as gods sent from heaven.
So, the remaining farmers also came to pay homage one after another, their eyes full of gratitude, admiration and awe.
Xia Lei shrugged his shoulders. He had no idea what they were saying. He could only express some simple meanings through gestures. Finally, a group of farmers invited the so-called gods into their homes...
As guessed, this is an extremely primitive social form.
Although the humans here have learned to grow crops and forge iron tools, they are still at a rudimentary stage in many aspects, such as the village in front of them that looks like a primitive tribe.
The three of them were taken into a large house made of bamboo and wood. After a while, an old man with a cane walked in with more than ten old people. He was obviously the elder of the village.
The old man threw away his crutches and knelt down, treating them as messengers from God. His attitude was more respectful than that of his parents.
Although he was unable to communicate due to the language barrier and could only communicate through some gestures, Xia Lei still expressed his intention and wanted to stay here for a while. The fact that three god-like figures want to live in the village is undoubtedly a problem for the entire village.
It was the best news, and the old man was so excited that he burst into tears.
Of course, a blazing bonfire was lit in the center of the village. The men, women, and children in the village sang and danced around the bonfire. The cleanly skinned beasts were dripping with golden grease, and the home-brewed rice wine was fragrant.
"puff……"
As soon as the slightly turbid wine entered his mouth, Eamon frowned and spit it out: "Is this wine? It's sour and astringent, and it tastes terrible..."
When he roared, the villagers who respected the three men as gods were frightened and they all knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
Bang!
Xia Lei flew up and kicked him more than twenty meters away, and glared at him fiercely: "You really think you are a god, do you? It would be nice to have wine and meat. If you keep chirping, I will let you follow me a few days ago.
Still hungry!"
How powerful is it to kick someone more than twenty meters away with one kick?
The most important thing is that these villagers could vaguely see that the status of the three people was obviously different. Xia Lei's identity was obviously higher than that of the god who was kicked away.
The feeling of being respected as a god was regained. Before Eamon could get excited, he was immediately thrown into the cold palace by Xia Lei. He got up with a groan in pain and gnawed the beast meat in silence. The situation was stronger than that of humans, and the guy's cultivation level was far inferior to him.
, but after losing his mana, he became twice stronger than him, and he was taught a lesson by him not once or twice these days.
Xia Lei ignored him and refused to accept the toasting villagers. He drank from large bowls, ate meat with large mouthfuls, and kept asking for advice from the clan elders who accompanied him.
For example, if you point to the wine in your hand and ask, the old man will say a word, and he will naturally understand that the word means wine. With his almost terrifying memory and learning ability, after a campfire dinner, he can easily memorize thousands of words.
characters and can already carry out basic communication.
It is precisely because of this that the aboriginal people believe that they are gods sent from heaven. Otherwise, how could they learn a new language so quickly?
"Hiccup... this wine is really not that good. Social productivity is too low, hey..."
In the moonless sky, the stars twinkled. The dinner party finally came to an end, and Xia Lei walked into the arranged thatched cottage while burping from wine.
The dim light, lit by unknown animal fat, cast a shadowy shadow on the thatched house. On the fine animal skin mattress, there lay a naked little girl.
The little girl looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. When she saw him walking in, a blush appeared on her delicate little face, and her big eyes shone with worship and awe, which was like worshiping a god.
Xia Lei almost fell to the ground and stammered in the dialect he had just learned: "What are you doing?"
Go to bed!
The little girl in front of her was the most beautiful woman in this small village of more than 800 people, so she was naturally arranged to sleep in the room of the most powerful god.
After scrambling to wrap a piece of animal skin around the little girl, Xia Lei pointed at the door and shouted: "Get out!"
The little girl was immediately frightened. She knelt on the ground and trembled all over. She said in a trembling voice: "God...Did Xiaoyue do something wrong? You...are you going to kill Xiaoyue?"
"not good!"
Xia Lei was startled and rushed towards Odin's room like the wind. He kicked the room open and saw Odin putting his clothes on a little girl.
It seems that this old guy hasn't done anything extraordinary, otherwise he won't lose face?
It's not that he, Xia Lei, pretends to be a gentleman. As a being with real magical powers, if what happens to these little girls, what qualifications do they have to be worshiped as gods? Isn't that the same as bandits and robbers? He doesn't bother to do it.
It is impossible for Odin and Eamon to do such a thing.
Odin frowned slightly when he saw him barging in, and then said: "Don't worry, Eamon won't do such a thing. After all, he is a person with status."
That guy couldn't tell, so Xia Lei immediately ran to the thatched cottage where Eamon was.
Puffy...
This time, he didn't just kick open the door and break in like he did when he broke into Odin's room before. However, there was no response after knocking on the door for a while.
Did that guy really sleep with the little indigenous girl? Wouldn't the majestic Lord be so mean?
A cold light flashed in Xia Lei's eyes, and he kicked the door open. There was no shadow of Eamonn in the room. A little girl was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, and she was covered with an animal skin mattress.
"Where are the Emons?" Odin came up from behind.
"Run away."
Helplessly curling his lips, Xia Lei sneered: "This guy must not be able to stand me anymore, hehe... Then it depends on who has the ability to find a way out in advance, just him, hum..."
A unique confidence filled his face, and Odin had an inexplicable feeling in his heart that the young man in front of him was much stronger than he imagined.
Fortunately, Eamon is not a heartless bastard. He just knocked the little girl out temporarily and did not cause any real harm. I am scared of being bullied by Xia Lei these days, and I usually follow this evil guy.
Xing never leaves, and there is no chance to escape. Now that he gets the chance to sleep in a separate room, why shouldn't he run away?
After the little girl woke up, she had no idea what had happened. She just said that Eamon came in and walked next to her, and then he passed out.
Later, Xia Lei discovered that the black horse captured during the day was missing one, and it seemed that it had been ridden away by Eamon.