Pirate: This general is a bit drifting!

But it doesn't hurt.

Nishiki pointed the Seven Star Sword at Michiko's throat.

"you lose."

A strange look flashed through Michiko's beautiful eyes under the mask.

She slowly took off her ghost mask, and the ghost energy erupting from her body was extinguished, and she was no longer arrogant in her red dress.

Michiko returned to her elegant and cool look.

"Then what do you want to do with me?"

The voice was gentle and gentle, but also conveyed a pitiful meaning, and the eyes were affectionate, looking towards Ximu with a little look.

hiss!

This is truly a stunner.

Ximu quickly suppressed the restless little devil in his heart.

How many people are watching here!

But just like that, Ximu was stunned.

Michiko suddenly disappeared.

Only a red butterfly was left, dancing in the air, and then withered among the clouds of the white sea.

Got it!

been played.

Ximu didn't have anything to worry about. As a gentleman, there was always a group of people in front of him who had a little bit of privilege.

And Kamaqili also breathed a sigh of relief.

Not caring about the lives of the Sandians on the ground, he quickly ran to the chief's side, pulled out the butterfly knife, and helped the old chief up from the ground.

"Chief, are you okay?"

Kamaqili said as he bandaged the old chief's wound.

"I'm fine..." The old chief's face was full of sadness.

Looking at the corpses of the Sandians scattered on the ground, the chief couldn't help but burst into tears again.

But this time, he didn't make a sound.

Tears flowed silently down his cheeks.

"Kamacili, remember that woman's appearance, you must avenge the people of Sandia!"

"Yes!"

Kamachili's shoulders were shaking. Looking around, he saw that more than half of Sandia's tribe had been killed or injured.

Ximu frowned and walked up to the chief.

And Ganfuer was following Ximu.

Seeing Ganfuer, the old chief's face instantly turned livid and his tears stopped.

"Damn it! Why did you appear in the Sandian camp?"

Looking at the camp with heavy casualties, Ganfor sighed, walked slowly to the chief and sat down cross-legged.

"You still can't let go now?"

On his wrinkled face, Ganfuer's expression was full of helplessness: "It's time to put an end to the 400 years of grudges."

The old chief remained silent.

He knew what Ganfuor meant. Looking around, he saw the barren camp, which made him feel heartbroken.

"Besides, you don't want Sandia's descendants to live under the clouds forever. They are qualified to bask in the sunshine."

Ganfor's words penetrated deeply into the chief's heart, causing him to clench his fists.

"It is impossible for you and I to join forces to fight against God! It is absolutely impossible for us Sandians to give up the land of our ancestors."

Seeing the two people arguing endlessly, Ximu wandered around boredly. He immediately saw the four butterfly daggers on the ground.

As soon as he bent down to pick up the dagger, Simu suddenly felt a sense of weakness.

The butterfly pendant on the dagger is actually made of seastone.

This was the first time for Ximu to see such fine Hailou stone artifacts.

Nishiki let go of the dagger and picked it up again.

This time, he was prepared and did not let the butterfly pendant touch his body.

Four daggers flew in his hands, Ximu stood in front of the old chief.

"Apayado can be left for you to live in, but I have a condition. From today on, the people of Sandia will need to obey God's orders."

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Of course I know what I'm talking about."

Ximu said, slowly plunging the daggers in his hands into the ground in front of the chief.

"Or are you still dissatisfied with anything?"

Looking at the four daggers in front of him, the old chief felt a chill in his heart. His throat rolled. He looked up at the surrounding Sandia people. Finally he gritted his teeth and made up his mind:

"As long as you return the holy land to us, we Sandians can follow God's instructions."

"very good."

Ximu laughed and stood up, looking back at Gan Fuer, who had a gloomy expression.

He said the words that Gan Fule had already vaguely guessed in his mind.

"Then I will be the next god, okay?"

As soon as these words came out, not only Ganfu, but also the old chief's eyes widened.

He thought that the navy in front of him was here to support Ganfu.

But now it seems that this marine actually wants to become the new god of Sky Island.

"Don't be so nervous." Ximu smiled, easing the tension in the air.

"You know, I'm a Marine."

"Even if I become a god, I will not stay on the empty island for a long time. Therefore, things on the empty island are not the same as before. You alone have the final say."

Ganfuer asked instead of taking Ximu's words.

“Why do you want to ascend to the position of God?”

"Me? No reason."

Ximu smiled and did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically.

"What about you? Why do you still want to ascend the throne of God again, and why can't I ascend the position of God?"

Spreading his hands, an invisible momentum burst out from Ximu's body.

But the power has been reduced a lot.

After using the Overlord Color many times, Ximu has begun to master this domineering spirit skillfully.

Everyone present was breathless, suppressed by Ximu's domineering aura, but no one fainted.

"Obviously I was the one who resolved the 400-year-old feud between the Sandians and Sky Islanders. With this achievement, why can't I ascend to the position of God?"

A pair of big wings spread out, and Ximu broke through the clouds.

The sun shone on the ruined camp of the Sandians.

It fell on Gan Fuer's solemn old face.

Looking at Ximu in the sky, Ganfu took a deep breath and spoke with affectionate words.

"God is never called God because of his great achievements."

"Only a person who is recognized by everyone and believes that he will bring happiness to everyone will be called a god."

"God does not mean that after becoming a god, he will be recognized by others; but only those who are recognized can become a god."

"Even someone like Enel who ascended to the throne of God through violent means does not mean that he is a true god."

"What he did will never be recognized by the people of Kongdao."

After saying this, Ganfuor closed his eyes, stood upright, opened his arms, and quietly waited for the divine punishment to come.

But the sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly.

There was no sound of thunder.

"well said."

Ximu smiled and clapped.

Apparently he didn't notice that after Ganfur said the blasphemous words, Enelu's divine punishment did not come down as scheduled.

"If that's the case, then I won't take away your godly position."

Ximu retracted the black demon wings behind his back and landed in the camp again.

The clouds closed immediately, and Ximu walked slowly to Gan Fuer.

"But you still need to agree to one condition."

"What conditions?"

Ganfuer slowly opened his eyes, showing a little confusion.

It's not that he was confused because Ximu would put forward conditions. He had actually expected this.

But why was Enelu's divine punishment not delivered as expected?