Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Ming Wei tore a cloth strip from a body and tied it to his shoulder.

She had just been whipped and her own arrow had left a serrated wound.

For her once, the wound was healed in a blink of an eye, and she didn't have to deal with it.

But now she's dead!

After handling the wound, Ming Wei jumped off the roof.

Other exiles, as well as the surviving wild gods, have taken the initiative to surround themselves towards Rose.

And Xiaoyun and Fuchu, both in protection, followed.

The battle was too harsh.

Aristocrats have fallen by as much as three quarters, and exiles have fallen by almost half.

But the Warden Clan was also killed by almost 200 people!

Everyone has a feeling for the rest of their lives after the robbery, and their gaze at Lorenzo has changed again.

I'm afraid the outcome of this battle would have been difficult to tell if it hadn't been for Luo Zheng's enemies, the Louisin Loudi of Warden Rick's clan and the White House illusion.

After all, a White House illusion alone has stalled several exiles, among them a strong man such as Ji Yi.

Lou Lu was blocked from the beginning, and if Lou Lu Lu truly allowed his strength to be fully deployed, it would be even more difficult to cooperate with other black robbers, and the situation would most likely be reversed.

So now the bodies lying on the ground are all of them...

“Bang!”

Ming Wei patted Luo Zheng's shoulder with a smile on his face. "Though I guessed a little, I didn't expect you to hide so deep! ”

Being able to show such ingenuity on an equal footing makes them incredible!

Old Jin walked up to the house and smiled bitterly. “Don't make me feel bad about you. It's me, the old man, who didn't notice either. ”

In fact, Jin Lao Min has figured it out.

After all, the equality of all beings is the magic of the ancient gods of chaos, and the rules he has set can never be overridden by the little one.

The only possibility is the blood problem of Rosenfeld...

Most of this divinity is the blood divinity of the Ancient Mixed Gods, which is why it is easy to transcend the rules of another ancient chaotic god, without being restricted by the equality of all beings.

Grannie Kim figured it out, he wouldn't say it.

Luo Zheng was able to lead them forward, which Old Kim was happy to see, and now he is comforted besides comforted.

He even felt that no matter how bad the situation of the Le Nation was in the mother world, there was still a glimmer of hope. If he could leave here, he would surely have his best ability to follow the young lord.

Many people were seriously injured in the war, and even ten people lacked arms and broken legs.

Those who are seriously injured are no longer combatant and can only be left here first.

If you can lift the equality of all beings and break arms and legs, you can quickly grow back...

People like Ming Wei and others have relatively minor injuries and can only take some unusual injuries and treat them naturally very well, so people do not choose to move forward at the first time, but stay in place to rest.

“Lou Di, Lou Bing, and the White House illusion are the centerpieces of the old school. The rest of them will certainly not attack again. They will surely die on the altar of equality. It is no longer enough to fear.” Xiaoyun said, looking at Luo Zheng, Guan Er smiled, “Besides... we still have Luo Zheng! ”

Xiaoyun initially only expected Luo Zheng to build bridges and complete his revenge through the exiles.

Nor did she expect this outsider to somehow become a killer.

These scolding exiles, in turn, are counting on Luo Zheng, which is incredible when you think about it.

“Looks like we've made half of it! ”

“We can finally go back to the mother world...”

“Thanks to Rosen! ”

The exiles' eyes lit up hope, and success was only the last step, and inevitably there was some excitement.

Xiaoyun looked at the people around him, and there was some hidden sadness between the colors of God.

This war was brought about by her. She was indeed a traitor to the Warden clan.

The dispute between the conservatives and the liberals eventually came to this point, and it was not what Xiaoyun hoped to see.

But think about the humiliating death of the parents, the sadness in Xiaoyun's eyes gradually faded away, maybe all this is a constant in the underworld.

After a full day's rest, everyone moved on again.

In fact, they were very close to the “altar of equality” at the core of the warlord's clan, but seven or eight miles away.

As Xiaoyun judged, the Warden clan has lost the courage to take the initiative.

They didn't even send someone to look into the situation because they didn't need it at all.

Xiaoyun called the "altar of equality”, which is the disk in the center of the square.

Around the altar of equality, most of the neatly arranged life lights went out, and the people of the Warden's clan looked at the extinguished life lights, with all sorrows on their faces.

“White House illusion, Louis...”

The chief stood in front of the extinguished life light and muttered, closing his eyes with pain.

The extinguishment of each life lamp represents the passing of a people. So many life lamps have been extinguished, which means that the people they sent out have been exterminated.

These are the elites of their wardens, and their destruction means that the warden's clan has been tragically defeated.

“Sheikh, we're still here! ”

A black robe man took off his black robe and revealed his pale hair. The black robe man was also very old.

“Yes, we can still fight! Under equality, our strength will not be weaker than the White House fantasy!” The other old man also lifted his black robe and stepped out.

The people who stay here are almost all old and sick in the old-fashioned sect. Under the equality of all beings, the weaker people will also be equal, similar to the ability of the stronger ones. The only influence they have is experience and martial arts and other means...

“That's right...” The chief nodded and opened his eyes painstakingly, biting his teeth and said: “We can still fight! ”

He then walked over from the side of the altar of equality.

Not far away, the tomb keeper sat against the wall looking lazy and loose.

“Defeated? ”

The tomb keeper asked casually.

The chief nodded, "Yes. ”

The tomb keeper twisted his head and thought, "You have been blessed with ruins. The so-called equality of all beings is actually not equal at all. They can still defeat you. These exiles are not as simple as I thought...”

“They will be back soon, and I look forward to your help," said the elder archer.

Before the sheikhs could put their hopes on the White House phantoms, the tomb keeper now seemed to be his only hope.

The tomb keeper nodded slightly, "I promise, I will, but... don't expect me to work for you. ”