Overgod Ascension

The moon is blurry and silver is shining.

“It hurts...”

Wu Ming half sat up and looked at the wooden spear in his hand and the wound that was still bleeding on his chest. He was speechless: “Is he dead? ”

He frowned and concentrated only a little bit of his strength on the wound.

The last trace of energy was then depleted, and his wounds healed at visible speeds, revealing a smooth patch of skin.

Fortunately, no one else is present at this time, otherwise I'm afraid to immediately associate him with the demons of the Nine Hells.

“After exhausting this power, I really became a normal person...”

Wu Ming smiled bitterly and looked around at the battlefield.

Moon and night, corpses, crows...

Thrilling sounds of wild wolves in the cool wind routine are creepy.

“This body seems to be a small soldier...”

He tried to integrate memories of death that appeared to be shattered in his mind.

Obviously, the original owner is not a person of noble descent, all of whom are knights, even if defeated, with bright armor, the distinct family emblem will also make the mercenaries and subordinates across the street capture him as if they had received precious land, so as to demand ransom from the family.

Only a guy like him who was a tenant farmer a few days ago, only a little educated by the militia, under the Lord's enlistment, would give him a handkerchief at will, so he went to the battlefield and was stabbed by a spear.

“William...”

Wu Ming made a low statement, shouting out the original name in the language of the world.

In his mind, the other party's life appeared in the form of a short film in front of him. Most of it was a nightmare. All he knew was farming and harvesting, which made Wu Ming very dissatisfied.

What kind of world is this? Do extraordinary powers exist or not? The legends of the gods, the priests and magicians, the elves and the Fae are true and false... unfortunately, poor William has no idea!

At best, on a major festival day, the bard from afar has been able to hum a few legends without knowing their authenticity.

In William's original consciousness, both the Knight and the Noble Master were great figures.

It's not just them, it's the town's tax officials, and even the sheep and cows who specialize in cattle, that have been struggling all their lives.

“Well... I knew I shouldn't be asking too much of you! ”

After Wu Ming stood up and drained the last trace of energy, he is now an ordinary and thin young man.

Looking away at the tents and the camp and the bonfire, he licked his lips and resolutely walked in the opposite direction.

“I am a defeater...”

The battlefield is huge and it seems to take days of kung fu just to clean up, but Wu Ming will not be foolish enough to send himself to the enemy.

Most of the metal weapons had been taken away, but there was always a omission, and Wu Ming quickly collected a relatively clean linen shirt for himself, as well as a broken iron sword.

This iron sword head part is already missing a cut, the surrounding broken mouth is tired, the handle of the sword is wrapped with linen and fine rope, increasing friction, Wu Ming tried it, but it was quite smooth.

Whoo-hoo!

When the breeze blows, it's not very cold, and it sends a lot of information.

Wu Ming, as if he were the ultimate hunter of the Old Road, avoided a few modest patrols and quickly escaped from the battlefield.

……

Wow!

On the side of a stream, Wu Ming took off his bloody clothes and took a painful bath, which measured the reflection in the water through the bright moon.

Appearing before him was a young man around the age of twenty, linen curly hair, turquoise pupils, tall nose beams, very white skin and a youthful and vibrant smell on his angular face.

“Fortunately... it is not much different from the universe of Xianwu... at least the world of the human race...”

Wu Mingchang exported gas.

Humans are not the only intelligent creatures in the different universes and dimensions, and he is not surprised that there is a universe ruled by giant beasts or even ghosts.

Didn't you have the idea of attracting the coordinates of the homogeneous universe when you made up The Westside of the Week?

“Anyway, it's finally happening. What do we do next? ”

Wu Ming closed his eyes and looked down to the extreme: “Conflict rules, Immortal Dao is completely unable to adapt... while Martial Arts...”

He looked at his body and smiled bitterly: “Although the shape is similar, the internal structure is different. Apart from some tricks that do not require internal strength, there is no way to improve it for the time being...”

Within the same universe, world rules are suppressed.

And this is a different universe, and it almost banned Wu Ming and turned him into a complete ordinary person.

“I'm not much different from ordinary people right now, apart from being experienced and sensitive… I still need water and food, and I get hurt and bleed and even die! ”

The last bit of power that True Spirit carries has already been used for the healing just now, but there is nothing left.

“It is better to go into a different universe and follow another cosmic law…”

Wu Ming started trying to scrape something useful out of William's memory, and finally the Prime Minister came up with a wave of ideas.

“The knight is the strongest? ”

For William, wizards and sorcerers are stories told by the elderly.

In his mind, a knight with canned armor, dancing a longgun, storming like a moving fortress, is a powerful and powerful representative.

Attacks by dozens of knights, often the decisive force in ending a single battle, are simply unstoppable, apart from the same iron and steel floods.

Not to mention knights, but knight attendants, and even martial arts instruction, are enough to deal with two or three militias on their own.

Wu Ming sorted these out, but he was speechless: “The ultimate of mortals? ”

In his previous life, it was also remarkable that ordinary people were trained to deal with three or five strong men.

Once the number of people is in the top ten, and they have the tools, any master of martial arts must have hair.

The way the world feels to him is a similar limitation.

“Like previous generations, the invisible world? ”

Wu Ming sighed and shook his head again: “Though the true spirit is almost silent, I can still barely sense the extraordinary power in the void... though very weak! ”

He looked at his hands: "Exercise, become stronger, gain strength… spin, even to expand influence, even though the universe is different, but every world has its established trajectory, or the line of the world, the river of destiny - disrupt it! That's the biggest support I can give you! ”

After setting this goal, Wu Ming quickly thought of a dilemma: “At this time, I don't seem to be able to leave the group, I can't be a solo marshal...”

Through William's limited memory, he also knew that the world was dangerous.

Beyond the scarce towns are wilderness wilderness and even fierce mountain wildlings, who are more ferocious and cunning than beasts.

Ordinary people, even lords, may be robbed and even used as rations if they go out without a large number of escorts.

And most importantly, William's identity!

He is just an ordinary farmer in the town of Nia, and he has not yet been identified as a free citizen. If he leaves by accident, he will give up all his rights and interests. Without identification, even if he runs to other towns, he will be unable to walk, even killed directly or captured as a slave!

“If there are still two or three levels, even the strength of the first round...”

Wu Ming sighed and acknowledged the direction, walking towards Nia town when he came.

He naturally understands the logic of choosing to be stuck when he lacks strength.

Besides, the town of Nia, although not very rich, always had walls and guards, and in an era like this, it represented security, not to mention his predecessor's home - although it was just a pile of rubble, some relationships were well preserved, and he needed this.

……

The night is bright.

Wu Ming hurried along with the moonlight and remembered the course of the battle.

Based on that pathetic knowledge in William's mind, he barely knew that the territory was called the Wind Fluorescent Plain, ruled by a group of noble lords.

The two most powerful of these are the Earls of Blue Mountain and Garcia.

The two great aristocrats appeared to have fought very hard in secret to compete for the right to speak, and this time they did not know what to do, called their respective envoys, gathered thousands of people and started a war.

The owner of the town of Nia, Baron Terry, similarly responded to the call of Count Blue Mountain to join the battle with his knights and the recruited militia.

But the result was unexpected.

The more powerful Count of Blue Mountain with more knights is defeated!

Poor William, a farmer who was a tunnel before training with a fork draftsman, could barely hold his weapon in his hand after going to war, was stabbed by a spear in the first round of shocks, or, by then, he was dead.

Then Wu Mingzhen Ling, following the most instinctive sensation, attached to him.

“Running back now? Are you going to be deserted? ”

Wu Ming walked away and thought about it: “But William is on the battlefield, there should be no such problem... not to mention, he is definitely the only one who escaped! ”

Obviously, a group of less trained civilians, even with weapons, will not immediately become fighters.

They just stand on the battlefield and shake. When the knight across the street strikes, more than one or two of them escape!

William didn't escape because of his courage, but because he had soft legs and couldn't walk at all!

“No one is to blame! As long as I don't go home alone... I just don't know how bad Baron Terry is now? He's the main target...”

Wu Ming thought spread.

“Ow! ”

All of a sudden, a wolf whistled from afar, turning his face away.

Just moments later, a few pairs of turquoise, fluorescent eyes emerged just a short distance away.

Wolf!!