They had Rongen's neighbors, his relatives, and even a few guys who were originally hostile to him.

Whether encouraged, motivated or abused, they were using various methods to help Rongen cheer up again.

"Uncle Rong." The one who walked in front of him was the little girl lying on the stone steps before, the only surviving Martian man besides the Martian Hunter, Megan Moss.

The little girl also has strong spiritual abilities and communicates with many will-body bodies. She quickly understood the past and afterwards. She walked to Rongen, who was half kneeling on the ground, gently placed her palm on his back, and silently sent her support.

"Uncle Rong'en, that guy is almost out of reach. You can give him a last blow." Xiya also appeared at the right time. The other party was hundreds of years old and did not need the encouragement of his twenties. He could finally strengthen his confidence.

Is Superman able to overcome the influence of kryptonite to kill the Destruction Day by relying on physical strength? No, he relies on his tenacious will. Thea thinks that the Martian Hunter should also have this will. If he takes this step, his fire phobia will be eliminated.

The Mars Hunter finally stood up tremblingly in everyone's expectant eyes and walked forward staggeringly. Whether it was Thea or Meghan, or even his family, were secretly cheering him up.

He walked for five minutes in just a hundred meters away, and as he got closer and closer to Heronmil, his confidence was slowly recovering.

"I can do it."

"I'm no longer afraid of fire."

"I can't let Kam down!!" The daughter's name roared in the mouth of the Mars Hunter. He began to stagger forward. The spiritual ability that had automatically extinguished when he saw the flames was lit up in his heart again. It was very weak, as if it could be blown out in one breath. However, the expectations of his relatives defeated the physical defects, and his mind was repairing the body with an incredible ability.

The Mars Hunter felt very strange at this time. His already idealistic spiritual power conveyed to him a kind of intuition. It seemed that perhaps maybe he wasn't so afraid of being popular?

As a hypnotic master who can be said to be one of the best hypnotic masters even in the entire universe, the Martian Hunter doesn’t know whether he is hypnotizing himself or is really not afraid.

He didn't want to care about that much, he would kill his enemy first.

"Heronmir of Malekadra, your doomsday has come!" When he walked to Heronmil's head, although he was still a little depressed, his actual mental ability also recovered by 30%, and there was no problem with a guy who had no ability to fight back.

At this time, Heronmil had lost most of his body, and his divine power was still devouring him without hesitation.

One eye was blinded by the holy sword, and the remaining eye opened with difficulty, "Ronge. Rongzi, you can't kill me, I am your god! When your power is not shining, it is me who protects all of you, it is me!"

This guy begged for mercy very poorly. Xiya despised him a little, but she also believed that the Martian Hunter would not be fooled.

As expected, the Mars Hunter seemed to have not heard it. He began to chant the name in a low voice. Whenever he recited it for a paragraph, he would stab Heronmil with the blade of his mind.

The clergy was broken, without the blessing of the divine power, Heronmil's realm was wild, and his body was burned by the divine power. Now he is just an mortal with strong vitality.

Facing the Martian Hunter, the strongest man among the Martians, lost his divine power and lost most of his body, Heronmil had nothing to beg for.

As the Mars Hunter recites the name mechanically and then stabs it with a knife, no matter how tenacious the vitality is, it cannot withstand this consumption.

"Mairong Rongzi, Sashi Rongzi, Mylia Rongzi...Kem Rongzi! I avenge you!" The Mars Hunter burst out all his strength, and a brilliant blade pierced Heronmil's head.

This divine destiny who attempted to get involved in the clergy of death and destroyed all Martian people, and ended his long life.

The Mars Hunter, who had exhausted all his strength, lay on his back on the ground, enjoying himself, memorializing, liberation, regret, and all kinds of thoughts gathered in his heart. He lost his goal for a moment and just wanted to lie down so quietly for a while.

Xiya was a little depressed. Please, we came to search for the minerals at first. The search for the mine turned into finding people, and then we searched for the truth and revealed the real murderer until the end of the revenge.

This messy situation can only be described as weird.

"Uncle, stop lying down, you relatives..." Xiya kept her a secret, and the Mars Hunter took the bait and immediately got up.

Knowing that she would not be aimless, she would definitely have a purpose to mention this topic at this time. She asked in disbelief, "Can you resurrect them?"

"This cannot be, the rules of life and death are too big." Xiya said in her heart. Maybe she could try it when she mastered the equation of life, but now she is still exempt.

She continued, "There is a place on Earth called Nandarbat. I once discovered a city left over from ancient Earth civilization in the deepest part. It was a city composed of spiritual power."

It's so clear that if the Mars Hunter doesn't understand, he will have been in vain for the past few hundred years.

"You...you mean, can my wife and children continue to live?"

Xiya nodded, and then she communicated on the soul channel, "That world is very small, I guess it can only carry dozens of people. After all, your tribe members have too strong spiritual power and it is a big burden on that small world."

Yes, Xiya means taking away a few people who are related. What should I do if the rest of them? Slowly assimilate with the planet, and help them avenge them, they can rest in peace.

As for the criteria for choosing, of course, it is preferred to know people. What about Martian nobles? I will die. I don’t know you at all. OK!

With the help of the remaining divine power in the air here, the Ya set up a large time barrier, with a flow rate of fifty to one, and the many mental bodies immediately became dull. Anyway, they were all using the divine power scattered by Heronmil, so she didn't feel sorry for her at all.

The Mars Hunter's enthusiasm was instantly mobilized. He was not a selfless person. He first picked out his parents, wife and daughter. Meghan was a little surprised when he learned about this. She also picked out her parents, two siblings.

The more than 300 relatives of the same generation can only say sorry. The two of them picked up twenty "people."

Xiya teleported directly to Nandalbat, and she was familiar with each other again and again. Now she is an acquaintance, and directly transformed into the spiritual world with the spirit and led everyone into the spiritual space.

It is worth mentioning that the Mars Hunter and his niece can enter the formless state, and they squeezed into this mental space.

The "people" in the space are still the same, but the Ya left them with many mental animals, which made the place more angry, and the resettlement of new residents was completed very smoothly.
Chapter completed!