In just a few days.

Chen Shouyi's shield sword technique has been integrated, and he has made countless optimizations and improvements at a thinking speed comparable to a supercomputer, as if an ordinary person has practiced it for a lifetime.

The large shield, which is half a person, is like a thick and airtight wall. Whether it is attacking or defending, the large shield follows like a shadow, firmly protecting his body.

...

Time flies fast.

Chen Shouyi stayed in Zhonghai for a month before receiving information and hurried to Yanzhou to take charge.

The war has continued until now, and two-thirds of the entire Yanzhou continent have been liberated.

However, the real danger has never come from the war of mortals, but the high-ranking existence.

Chen Shouyi was wearing a T-shirt on the upper body and a big shorts on the lower body, as if he was here for vacation. He hugged Li Wenwu who came to greet him and said, "Old Li, I have lost several pounds in just a few days."

Li Wenwu was a little uncomfortable with Chen Shouyi's sudden enthusiasm and did not dare to struggle. The main reason was that his arm was like a mountain suppressing him, and he couldn't move at all. Hearing Chen Shouyi's sarcastic words, he couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth and sighed:

"It's hard to describe in one word."

This sentence is full of sadness and grievances.

Boss, you pat your butt and leave, and you will go for a month.

This puts me in a lot of pressure, not only psychologically, but also **.

For the past month, he has been busy and has no time to breathe. He is either performing tasks or on the way to perform tasks.

Of course, this complaint can only be complained in my heart.

Chen Shouyi joked, then stopped talking about the important matter: "What's the specific situation?"

"The information learned by the reconnaissance plane recently shows that the cultists in the occupied areas are beginning to shrink completely, abandon their territory, and gather in Buweiziba." Li Wenwu's face was somber: "If something goes wrong, there will be monsters. The General Staff of the United Army determines that there will be changes soon."

Chen Shouyi nodded, with a premonition in his darkness, and said solemnly: "It seems that the main lightning has arrived!"

What?!

Li Wenwu was shocked.

"You... are you saying true?"

"Maybe I guessed wrong." Chen Shouyi said, and after saying that, he stopped talking.

The atmosphere became a little silent and depressing.

If it were another person, even if he was a legendary strong man, Li Wenwu would definitely be skeptical.

However, this is what Mr. Chen said.

He killed the gods and could not count even one hand. It was even rumored that the other party had fought with the Lord of Lightning, and his strength had reached the mysterious realm of misfortune.

Do he dare not believe what such a person says?

Is the Lord of Lightning really coming again?

Li Wenwu felt like a huge rock was blocked in his heart, and he couldn't breathe.

The road was full of logistics vehicles, with sand and dust rolling, and the jeep were bumping along the bumpy dirt road, shaking all the way. Chen Shouyi closed his eyes and rested, calling the attribute panel in his heart.

Power: 25.7

Agility: 25.7

Physical constitution: 25.8

Intelligence: 25.7

Perception: 24.2

Will: 24.1

Energy accumulation: 44.21

Faith value: 15578.2

Talent ability: self-healing (super): 35.01%; giant body combat body (super): 99.99%; control of atmosphere: 40.01%.

During this period, he had been closed in another world again. If he had not received the information, he would have been in seclusion. With this crazy practice, his progress was not slow at all.

The four attributes of strength, body, sensitivity and intelligence have increased by 0.3 points, and the more are like physical fitness, which has increased by 0.4 points.

It's amazing progress.

Chen Shouyi's thoughts moved, and the faith value of 15,000 points disappeared instantly, adding it to the control of the atmosphere.

...

In May, the climate in Yanzhou is still hot and hot.

The scorching sun was like a huge oven, and the scorching air was a little distorted.

Amir Gar was sweating profusely, praying in a low voice while walking with difficulty as he followed the abortion.

There was a foul smell in the air, and rotten corpses could be seen from time to time on both sides of the dirt road. A few bold vultures did not dodge or avoid the crowd when they saw the crowd approaching. The sharp bird beak kept tearing off a piece of flesh and swallowing it into their mouths.

After his arrogant migration, in just four days, more than a dozen people in his tribe fell down forever.

But the team did not stop at all and traveled all the way.

He was deeply worried in his heart. Unlike other fanatical cultists, as a highly educated talent who studied in Daxia Kingdom, he still had basic rationality.

This situation is obviously abnormal.

Very abnormal!

Why do we need everyone to gather in Buvezimba? Isn’t this a chance to catch up with the invaders?

If you don’t talk about this, what should you eat then?

Where does food come from?

Has no one ever thought about it?

Although every tribe would carry some food during migration, this would not last long.

Unfortunately, he is no longer the son of the chief.

Since their cults, their family has been declining, and their power has been quickly replaced by priests. Now it is no different from ordinary people. If his father had not had some prestige in the tribe and actively approached the priests, he would have been difficult for him to survive.

But even so, he is always wary of it, just like the quota of the warrior of God. No matter how good he performs, he is not qualified at all.

At this time, the father next to him staggered and almost fell.

Amirgaard quickly reached out to hold it, and then he realized that his father was trembling all over. Obviously, he had been holding on: "Father, are you... okay?"

The black hat symbolizing the chief's gold-clad diamond was gone long ago. He is now just a tired and weak old man. The old black man coughed a few times and shook his head: "Let's go slowly, I guess I'm going to be no longer able to do it, and I'm going to see the Lord's arms."

"Father……"

"This is a good thing. I have long...want to see it."

Amir Gaal was sad, but nodded hard.

He helped his father walk slowly, and soon ended.

The old black man looked around calmly with his muddy eyes, and then said in a faint voice: "If you have the chance, run away quickly."

Amir Gaal's heart was shocked.

...

The second morning, the old black man died.

"Great and kind Lord, you are the embodiment of lightning, you have infinite power, and today we are here to offer devout prayers to Arkham. He has gone through the journey of the world and will be taken to the kingdom of God by the Lord..."

The priest performed a simple prayer ceremony, and the body was thrown to the side of the road and hurriedly set off on the road.

During this period, Amir Gar wanted to escape several times, but he had no chance. There were several god warriors in the tribe and countless eyeliners staring at him. It was impossible to escape.

After stepping into Buvezimba, more and more people joined the road, and at first glance it looked like a long dragon with no heads.

Seven days later, people were already everywhere, and the abortion was severely blocked and it was difficult to move forward.
Chapter completed!