Deity: Star Sea Swarm

To the creatures who saw this scene, it showed the terrifying and oppressive feeling of the swarm that could destroy everything.

As the roar echoing in the sky gradually dissipated, the outer defense line of the city, which had just been fired with guns and guns, was also silent at this time.

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Just now, Osem, who has not rested since the start of the war, has reached the limit of his spirit and body because of the continuous fighting.

Just in a trance during the battle, he was rushed to the side by a flying springtail.

Looking at the sharp back sickle that was close at hand, raised high, and waved towards him.

Osem, in despair, seemed to have seen the end of being split in two in an instant.

However, he miraculously survived without anyone's rescue.

The attack of the flying springtail landed steadily less than one centimeter above his head.

The wind pressure caused even left a faint bloodstain on his forehead.

Just when Osem's mind went blank, he heard the magnificent divine voice that swept the world from afar.

Then, with just a little more pressure, the terrifying scythe that could take his life was slowly retracted.

The ferocious monster that almost killed him leaped and flapped its wings to fly high into the sky.

After recovering his life, Osem stood there dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at the huge figure that slowly dissipated outside the city.

The large-caliber firearm that he had held tightly was slowly slipping from his hand at this moment.

"God... really exists...!."

An inaudible murmur came out of his mouth and dissipated into the air with the wind.

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As Han Fei spent a lot of divine power to condense the demigod projection, it gradually became transparent until it disappeared.

The serious expression on his face suddenly collapsed.

"call…………."

I saw Han Fei let out a deep breath to ease his embarrassment.

It's so embarrassing, the line just now is so breathless, and it was performed live under the gaze of countless one-eyed people.

If it was in the previous life, he would have yelled like this in public.

It is estimated that it can be announced on the spot that he has died socially.

Fortunately, in Han Fei's eyes, everyone in this world is a patient with secondary illness.

He occasionally performed this kind of performance in public, which was barely acceptable.

"I'm not embarrassed at all, everyone is not embarrassed, I am not embarrassed... For the benefit and benefit of this city, this guy has to pretend to be in tears, isn't it just a middle school disease... . . . "

Han Fei silently gave himself a wave of psychological counseling. After reorganizing his mood, several minutes had passed.

His consciousness shifted instantly, appearing on a poisonous stinging dragonfly hovering outside the city.

He looked down at the one-eyed general who was walking steadily towards the swarm from the city.

A look of interest flashed across Han Fei's face. This should be the one-eyed general who announced his surrender earlier.

In this world ruled by faith and theocracy, surrendering to other gods is tantamount to betraying the original belief.

You don't need to think about it, but the ending of this kind of person is generally not very good.

If it is serious, it will even have a huge impact on the people close to you.

Han Fei expected that the city's defenders would scatter and hide in all directions after a complete collapse, and then there would be a small-scale surrender.

But the fact that the city's top general surrendered with the entire defenders was beyond his expectations.

Han Fei just looked at Warrick like this, and walked step by step to the swarm that covered the entire land.

Although his face was full of solemnity, panic and terror were revealed in his slightly trembling big eyes, which completely betrayed his true mood.

Anyone who is stared at by countless ferocious monsters will not be unresponsive.

Facing the sea of ​​insects in front of him, Varik crossed his palms in front of his forehead, bent his knees slowly, and prostrated himself on the ground.

"Great Master of the Swarm, lowly Varik begs your mercy."

Gazing at the scene in front of him, Han Fei felt that it was almost time for him to dismount.

A normal-sized demigod projection silently appeared in front of Varik.

Sensing the changes in front of him, Varik raised his head cautiously.

Just in front of him, a phantom of a young human being with two eyes was quietly looking down at him.

Chapter 171 Give pressure

Xu Ying was wearing a black cloak with gorgeous gold patterns all over it, coupled with Han Fei's indifferent eyes at this time, fully reflected the majesty and dignity of God.

Seeing the legendary god appearing in front of him with his own eyes brought an unprecedented shock to Warrick's mind.

He looked up at the divine figure in front of him, as if his thinking had froze, and he froze in place.

Han Fei, who was pretending to be aggressive, looked at Warrick at his feet with a dazed look.

In order to maintain the image of God, he waited for the other party to speak first, countless thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and he couldn't help but began to complain silently in his heart.

"Is this one-eyed person stupid? Why don't you speak quickly, are you dumb?"

"It hurts... It's embarrassing to look at such a big man. How long do we have to wait?"

Three seconds later, Han Fei, who had endured to the limit, finally couldn't take it anymore.

"snort…………."

A soft hum came out of his mouth, but a loud noise exploded in Varik's head, shaking his soul to tremble.

Varik snapped back to his senses, endured the stinging pain in his mind, and hurriedly lowered his head again.

Then he begged cautiously with a trembling voice:

"Great Master of the Swarm, lowly Varik submits to you."

"Pray that you will cast a merciful gaze and treat the creatures in the city kindly."

Han Fei looked down at Warrick who was trembling all over, and the grand and majestic voice came directly into his mind.

"What makes you have the courage to dare to ask me!"

Cold sweat broke out on Varik's back for a moment, but he faced the god in front of him.

But he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue begging.

"The great master of the swarm, please forgive my offense."

"Humble Varik, I offer you my faith and my allegiance, and I beseech you to have mercy."

Looking at Varik's panic mixed with despair.

Feeling that the atmosphere was already in place, Han Fei silently gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, then stopped and continued to threaten.

"I don't need your beliefs, let alone your loyalty."

"Whoever obeys will live."

"Whoever disobeys will be destroyed."

Han Fei didn't care about the mentality of this group of defeated people, they were just the gods exchanging goods in the mainland.

In addition to beating, it can be regarded as a disguise to agree to Varik's begging.

It doesn't matter if you give some preferential treatment or something, at least it will prevent these one-eyed people from being cornered.

Otherwise, not to mention sabotage secretly, even if it is just non-violent non-cooperation, it will be enough to delay the matter.

If some more terrorists bombed the weapons factory in the city, Han Fei would have to ascend to heaven on the spot.

From the fact that Han Fei didn't control his family members to enter the city to slaughter, Warrick already guessed that this existence may have other purposes.

After hearing Han Fei's answer, he was not stupid, and hurriedly lowered his head again:

"Great Master of the Swarm, thank you for your kindness."

Just when Han Fei maintained a serious expression and was about to give an order to Warrick, he suddenly froze.

A thick thread of faith was connected to him from somewhere.

"This is... a believer?"

Han Fei, who encountered this situation for the first time, immediately turned his gaze to somewhere in the distant position.

Following the increasingly thick thread of faith, Han Fei saw the newly promoted devout believer.

It was a one-eyed militiaman covered in blood.

Although the characteristic of Zerg's family members is that all members are fanatics, but because of lack of wisdom, the power of faith they can provide is far inferior to most intelligent races.

In contrast, the thread of faith formed by this inexplicably appearing single-eyed devout is like a hemp rope mixed in countless thin threads, which is unusually thick and eye-catching.

"A pious believer suddenly appeared."

"Hmm... that's interesting."

Han Fei's thoughts changed slightly, and he suddenly had a good idea.

Maintaining the projection of divine power for a long time consumes too much divine power, and it is not conducive to shaping the image of a god.

Possessing the Zerg to communicate with them is too energy-consuming, and the appearance of the Zerg is not very conducive to appeasing these one-eyed people.

"It's better to find a so-called agent."

"Hmm.... Use barbarians to control barbarians? This can be done, and the method of our ancestors will definitely work."

Han Fei, who had made a decision in his mind in an instant, immediately took a new action.

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In a trench full of blood and corpses.

Ossam was kneeling in a pool of blood, fingers crossed, praying devoutly to the great lord of the swarm.

He has been brainwashed by instilling the will of the church since he was a child, but he has never really seen the existence of God.

But just now, God appeared before his eyes and saved his life.

Ossem felt as if he had been reborn in the test of life and death.

For intelligent life, sometimes the birth of faith is so simple.

"My believer, I have felt your devout faith."

Ossem, who was kneeling in prayer, suddenly felt the vast divine voice resounding in his mind, it was so clear, yet so unreal.

The feeling he had never had before made his mind calm down instantly.

The great god cast his eyes on him.

Ossam became more and more humble and pious. He ignored the dirty blood on the ground and prostrated himself on the ground.

"My god, your servant Osem, will follow you forever."

"I admire your piety, Otsem."

"You are willing to be my messenger, convey my oracle, and act on my behalf."

Han Fei hooked the thread of faith, consumed his divine power, and clear words appeared in his mind.

"I am willing!"

When Osem heard Han Fei's question, a heartfelt surprise spread throughout his body.

His head kept hitting the ground, spattering filthy blood.

Finding that things went smoother than expected, Han Fei, who had an extra tool man, was naturally very happy.

Seeing that Ossam was covered with scars, he did not hesitate to expend some divine power.

Perform the so-called "miracle" to give this tool man some benefits.