Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Chapter 2227: The Tired Gods

After entering the world, Ming Wei and others are the absolute mainstay.

She could never look at Rosenfeld, after all, the gap between fixing it was too great to make up, so Rosenfeld and the other elders, as well as the desert gods, were protected objects.

Even in the beginning, Ming Wei intends to let only a large number of exiles, and Xiaoyun and Floats into the world. After all, everyone else is burdensome in the eyes of exiles!

But after the equality of all beings, Luo Zheng showed no less strength than those in exile, not even Ming Wei, Jin Lao and others.

Now they are in desperate need of a pavement, Ming Wei naturally summoned Luo.

“Okay!”

Without hesitation, Rosen shifted from the rear as soon as her figure flashed.

In the face of constant shady people, sooner or later, you will die trying, and now you can only muster your strength to kill out!

After Ming Wei's appointment of exiles from two more ethnic groups was broken, the pedestrian began to move closer!

“Magnum! ”

Now Fuji rushes to the front, and the silver-grey long gun is like a shuttle, stabbing more than a dozen guns in an instant.

“Woo woo...”

More than a dozen shady men screamed and fell to the ground.

Immediately thereafter, two exiles of the Lady Clan rushed up, one carrying more than a dozen swords, the other a strangely shaped sword, under one round of assault, killing dozens of shady men again.

Immediately followed by Kim Lao, Chi Yi and others...

These exiles took turns killing a bloody road in front of them.

The people in the back step on the corpses of these shady men!

There was no hesitation.

Though he cannot use the melting energy of the world in his body, his swordsmanship in the atlas has been refined to the extreme.

Now that the figure is flowing, the sword in your hand is attacking the back neck of those pussies in the simplest path.

After killing him for a while, he and Ming Wei rushed to the front.

“Woo-hoo...”

In front of Ming Wei, facing the shady man who came all the way around, his eyes flashed, his toes gently and scolded him.

“Huh!”

The ring blade was pulled suddenly and the neck of these shady men was severed in front of her.

This time, however, she ignored a shady man beside her. The shady man quietly approached her and opened his big mouth and bit her towards Ming Wei's snow white neck!

Under the influence of equality, even if Ming Wei is bitten, she will be blurred!

Her face changed and her heart knew she couldn't avoid it, she had to bear the bite.

“Boom!”

But the shady man's mouth was two inches from her neck, and the blade of that thin flying knife like a cicada did not enter the shady man's forehead again...

Seeing a person slowly fall, Ming Wei's face revealed a slight smile, and she never thought that she would let a truly divine generation save her.

She then gently ticked the flying knife out with the ring blade on her hand and threw it back to Rosen.

The two of them silently continued to kill a bloody road ahead!

Though the number of shady people does not diminish, these shady people, because of their lack of wisdom, just rush up without their minds.

And the exiles and the wild gods, after the initial panic, have stabilized quickly!

The means of confronting these shady people are also becoming more and more familiar. At first, they were damaged, falling six people, and at the back, although some were injured, no one ever fell again.

That's it, fighting and walking, dozens of miles.

The number of shady people slowly decreased, from the initial surge to the fragmented rear, and finally disappeared.

At this time, no one moves forward...

It's not that they don't want to take advantage of this opportunity, it's just that the weakening of the equality of all beings is all-round, and even the physical weakening is immense. They kill all the way, and most people can say that they have consumed their physical strength to the limit.

Many people see the shady man gone, the tight strings in their hearts break loose, quickly soften to the ground, even their fingers don't want to bounce again.

Even those exiles who are good at using their skills to retain strength are gasping for breath.

Old Kim, Ming Wei and others are no exception.

Ming Wei was sprayed with the blood of the shady man all over her body. Like a blood man, she lifted the corner of her long skirt and twisted it heavy. "Wow” a second, blood gushed out of her skirt...

As the blood water was twisted away, Ming Wei's eyes quietly fell on the opposite sign, but his face was a little strange.

After all life is equal, everyone's physical strength should also be the same, many exiles are tired, but the only sign is still a relaxed appearance.

“Aren't you… tired?” Ming Wei asked curiously.

“Fine,” Rosenfeld smiled.

He killed no fewer Yin than Ming Wei, most likely the most of them.

But the sword method used by Luo Zheng is very special. The sword lane he once practiced is the most concise, with the simplest action to achieve the best results. Each sword takes very little energy, and now he naturally looks better than everyone else!

“Let's take a break,” Ming Wei said faintly. “We can't make it. ”

These powerful exiles must also now rest like ordinary mortals. Otherwise, their strength will not recover at all...

In the eyes of many people, this is ridiculous. After all, it is probably less than one in a hundred million of their physical strength, but it is unreasonable that all beings are equally superior, and they must know that they are not much better than mortals.

“Well, I'll keep an eye out,” Nodded Rose.

Ming Wei nodded slightly, also looking for a corner, sitting against a pillar under the high platform with his legs, helplessly closing his eyes. She can't even remember how many tens of thousands of years ago the last time she really slept with her eyes closed.

Maybe too sleepy, but with two or three breathing hours, she's already asleep.

As for the other exiles, the wild gods have long been snoring.

Luo Zheng stuck his sword on the ground and swept his eyes around these people, revealing a smile on their faces that could drain the energies of these exiles, which is really a strange thing...

Now that everyone has fallen asleep, Rosen sits on his knees and quietly begins to run his own bloodline.

Just at the time of the chaos, 9527 has pushed himself many times, can inspire the bloodshed, and use the fallen star hand to defeat the enemy...

All beings are equal, but they are also the gods of truth.

No one can resist the means under the divine power of truth.

So whether it's the soul, the body, the true element of the world in the body, the power of the desert god is “equal," and it reaches the stage of mortal equality.

Even sight and sight are treated equally.

But 9527 told Luo Zheng that only the Divine Spirit of Truth would not be equal.