Several affiliated gods from the Temple of Joy looked at the men sitting cross-legged under the thatched shed in surprise, and hurriedly followed Verus. WWw, QUAbEn-XIAoShUo, cOm and other gods of pleasure can clearly sense that these men just opened their eyes, but the aura they exuded was much stronger than themselves, so strong that they It is impossible to estimate the strength of these men.
They have the same question as Verus - the Knights of Punishment, which is a thug organization established by the Punishment God system in the human world and in the secular world. It is only used to maintain the rule of the church in the secular world. Why are these terrifying guys in front of me, who are said to be Punishment Knights, so powerful that even I, a god, feel scared
There are countless thatched huts along the way, surrounding this solitary peak, a jungle with a radius of hundreds of miles. In the dense jungle, under big trees, on tree branches, in the grass, and in caves, there are all kinds of simple sheds and caves everywhere. No one can tell how many so-called first-generation disciplinary knights there are. The elites live in seclusion here.
Verus followed the capable man through the jungle. Wherever he passed, he saw countless men in ragged clothes and withered bodies, sitting cross-legged in their respective territories. They didn't move, they didn't make any sound, they didn't even breathe, they were just like real dead bodies.
Curious, Verus even put divine power into his own eyes, hoping to use the newly obtained main god-level magical secrets to peek into the reality of these men. But his divine power almost cooked his eyes, and he still couldn't see through how powerful these men were, and he couldn't even tell whether these people were alive or dead.
Verus, whose eyes were burning and he couldn't help but shed a lot of tears, finally gave up this futile attempt. He closed his mouth tightly and never looked at these people again. He finally figured it out, these guys. They are all a group of existences that are beyond common sense. They are mortals, they must be mortals, but their power is stronger than ordinary gods!
An elite member of the first generation of the Punishment Knights! Verus racked his brains to recall information about the Punishment Knights, but he had never cared about this aspect, and he did not retain any useful information in his mind.
It wasn't until Verus walked into the lonely peak and came to a huge cave under the mountain and saw the person he wanted to meet this time that Verus breathed a sigh of relief and arrogantly shouted to the person. He shouted: "Gerdas, you damn guy. Those bastards of the Punishment Knights outside, who are they?"
Those strange men outside the lonely peak made Verus dare not be the least bit presumptuous. But when he arrived at the lonely peak, he met the real master he was going to meet this time - the most famous son of the God of Punishment, Gerdas, the king of the army-breakers during the dark city-state period of the Western Continent. Verus suddenly started shaking again.
Gerdas left a very colorful scene in the history of the Western Continent. He was the Son of God. A being born half-god and half-human. His demigod is different from the "demigod" that is the current classification of strength levels in the mainland. The significance of Gerdas as a 'demigod' lies in the fact that he has half the blood of a god flowing in his body.
In fact, although Gerdas is a 'demigod', his strength is comparable to that of many gods!
But to Verus, Gerdas was just a 'demigod', a mixed-blood mongrel. It is just the offspring of a noble Achael god and a humble human woman. Compared with himself, who possesses the pure and noble blood of the Achael Protoss, what is Gerdas? Purebred gods and mixed-blood descendants, naturally the purebred gods are superior!
Therefore, Verus yelled at Gerdas arrogantly. He didn't even bother to observe his surroundings.
This huge cave inside the lonely peak is, to be precise, a huge underground temple. This magnificent temple is vast in area, and its four walls are made of dark golden magic metal. Countless divine inscriptions and runes are engraved on it, and a large number of statues of gods are carved on it. If Verus looks at these statues of gods carefully, he will know that these statues describe some classic battle scenes in the ancient wars of gods.
Gerdas, the king of the broken army, wore a black cloak and stood upright in the center of the square hall. A golden divine light poured down from the top of the thousand-meter-high hall, which just enveloped Gerdas. In addition to Gerdas, there were dozens of Easterners wearing black divine robes and solemn faces standing in the hall!
Yes, under this lonely peak located deep within the church's forbidden territory and guarded by countless elites of the first generation of the Punishment Knights, in the underground temple that is crucial to the Punishment Temple, there is a group of black gods gathered. Orientals in robes. There are men and women among them. The men are tall and strong, with handsome and resolute faces; while the women are much taller than ordinary women, and their bodies are as strong and powerful as a female leopard.
When Verus was talking nonsense to Gerdas, these people looked at Verus at the same time. Various colors of flames flickered in their black eyes, and countless complex runes flashed in their pupils. One of them, an old man with a resolute face and silver-white hair and beard, raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a sarcastic smile. Then he did not speak, but just raised his hand and lightly punched Verus.
Verus suddenly heard a violent beast roar resounding in his soul. He had no idea where or where the beast roar came from. He just heard a beast roar, and then a large amount of golden blood spurted out from the seven orifices. His body seemed to be hit by a rapidly flying mountain, and it shattered the void with a 'pop' and flew backwards.
The hall shook slightly, and Verus stuck to the wall of the hall in a large glyph shape. His limbs and bones were shattered at the same time, and all his internal organs were torn apart. This seemingly insignificant punch actually almost shattered Verus' divine body into pieces. But this was such an exquisitely controlled punch. Verus' divine body was on the verge of collapse, but he lacked just a tiny bit of strength, and his divine body remained intact.
What's even more shocking is that this punch caused such heavy damage to Verus' divine body, but did not damage his origin. In other words, this injury looks extremely serious, but in fact it is insignificant. Verus' divine body was not shattered by this punch, so there was no actual damage to Verus at all.
Verus took a deep breath, and the divine power circulated in his body. The huge life force released by the source of life flowed around his divine body. His divine body healed immediately. In just a few breaths, he Recover as before. Except for the slightest loss of energy, which made Verus feel a little sleepy, he was still alive and kicking.
But the shock caused by the punch just now made Verus shut his mouth obediently.
The roar of a beast suddenly came from the depths of his soul, almost shattering his soul. An extremely violent punch almost shattered his divine body. Both of them almost caused irreparable harm to Verus, but everything was so exquisitely controlled that Verus was not actually harmed in any real sense!
It's like using a sword as sharp as clay to lightly scratch your eyeballs. It seems dangerous, but in fact it doesn't cause any harm. With such exquisite power control, even dancing on the tip of a knife cannot describe the excitement and dominance of this punch.
Looking at the old man with silver hair and beard, Verus stood there obediently, obediently shutting up and not daring to say a word. This punch completely scared him, made him convinced, and made him no longer dare to put himself in a superior position.
But Verus and the gods of the Happy Gods who accompanied him were all in an uproar. Verus had just inherited the main god-level priestly crystal, and his strength had undergone earth-shaking changes! Even though he doesn't have any actual combat experience, the divine power possessed by Verus is truly at the level of a god!
He can beat a main god to a near-death state with one punch, but can also make him seriously injured without dying. He can also accurately control the power without damaging the origin of Verus! How strong is this old man? Can the Lord, who is ten times more powerful than Verus, be able to punch this punch
Verus's expression changed in an instant. He looked at Gerdas standing in the golden beam of light with trepidation, and even held his breath. He never knew how there could be such a group of people in the Achaer Clan. These Easterners, Easterners with god-level strength, where did they come from
The hall became dead silent. After a full quarter of an hour, Gerdas slowly opened his eyes and nodded towards Verus: "I'm curious why I invited you here? I should be in the hall now. Command the battle within the Yan Dynasty, the war with that great Eastern Empire!"
Verus bowed to Gerdas with a smile, and his demeanor was full of flattery: "Honorable Lord of the Army, Gerdas, only you can resist this. The terrible Eastern Empire! I heard that their army can fill the entire ocean? Only your wise command can stop them in the east and prevent them from entering the hinterland of the western continent!"
Gerdas rolled his eyes and muttered 'Idiot' under his breath.
Verus looked at Gerdas with a smile, pretending that he had not heard this insulting word. But his heart clenched with hatred, and now he wanted to strangle Gerdas to death. If it weren't for the fact that Gerdas is the son of the God of Punishment, and the God of Punishment is one of the most powerful patrons of the Goddess of Joy, how could Verus come here at the invitation of Gerdas
The results of it? When I got here, I was first frightened by those zombie-like disciplinary knights, and then I was almost beaten to death by a punch from the silver-haired old man. How had the spoiled and dandy Verus ever suffered like this? He had already begun to think about how to get revenge on Gerdas. (To be continued...)