Monopolize the favor of paranoid gods

Iser and his subordinates didn't mind showing themselves in underwear, but when this overly handsome young man stood in front of them, his beautiful eyes were full of ridicule, and his eyes wandered among them. At that time, everyone felt a bit embarrassed more or less.

Song Zhixun seldom saw such an eye-catching scene. In his upper class, people who are busy with life don't have the time to exercise their bodies properly. Song Zhixun once hoped that he could have such a strong figure.

Iser followed Song Zhixun's order and jumped in front of him with one foot. Although the movements were funny, they were very steady. Their control over their bodies would not be weakened by the lack of arms and legs.

Song Zhixun stood in front of Iser, stretched out his hand and gently lifted Iser's severed arm. The incision was smooth, the bleeding had been stopped, and the wound was well treated. Have done a lot of training.

very weak.

Iser squinted his eyes and looked at Song Zhixun who had entered his attack range at this moment. This person was full of flaws all over his body, and there was no trace of training anywhere. It was very loose, and it should not be possible to hide his strength. .

His hands are very delicate, and it can be seen that there are almost no traces of heavy physical activity, but he can control the chariot Leo very well.

The chariot Leo itself is not driven by humans. Usually, the operator manipulates the humanoid mecha to achieve the purpose of maneuverability. Could it be because Leo has been transformed?

"Does it still hurt?" Song Zhixun looked at the wound, and hesitantly looked at the discarded mechanical arms and legs in the protective cover. If he really gave up the arms and legs of the mecha, it is very likely that Issel will always be a disabled person.

"There are painkillers, and now I don't feel any more."

"Paralyzed?"

"Yes." Issel didn't have much fear of losing his limbs.

"Gong's method is indeed a little rough, but it can be seen that it is very straightforward." Song Zhixun thought for a while, "It's my problem that I didn't manage my subordinates well."

Iser was stunned for a moment, and the unexpected answer caught him off guard. He thought he was an overly powerful lord, but now it doesn't look like that.

"I'm very displeased with servants who are disobedient and act without permission." Song Zhixun's face was not very good, he pushed Issel away, and looked at the group of naked men behind him.

Everyone's age distribution seems to be different, but without exception, they all have a very strong body, and there are also many cases of missing arms and legs. I am afraid that many of these organs are made of steel.

It is still difficult to get rid of steel completely.

"Since you have entered the Rasteri Palace, following the rules of the Rasteri Palace is the only thing you have to do." Song Zhixun put one hand on his hip, although he looked up at the soldiers who were much taller than him, he never lost his aura at all. lose to them.

"What's the rule?" Issel asked.

What are the rules?How did Song Zhixun know, where did he make the rules in such a short time?

"There is only one rule, and that is me!" Song Zhixun suddenly stepped forward and seduced one of the soldiers with a better-looking face, his handsome face was reflected in his beautiful eyes, "All the people who came to Rasterui Palace once It has been dealt with, but this time I spare your life, do you know the reason?"

Several soldiers looked at each other, seeing something in each other's eyes.

The eyes of the soldier hooked by Song Zhixun flickered for a moment, and finally heaved a sigh. He suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Song Zhixun's waist, and lowered his head, as if intending to kiss Song Zhixun.

Song Zhixun didn't react after being so disturbed, and froze on the spot.

"If you don't want to save your life, you are now ashes." The red flame suddenly flashed in front of Jun Yi's eyes, and the soft touch in his hand disappeared instantly. The red shadow had swept Song Zhixun far away, Gong let go He raised his hands and knelt at Song Zhixun's feet.

At the same time, the weapons neatly arranged on the ground in the protective cover dissipated in an instant, leaving only a pile of metal ashes on the ground. The soldier's face was solemn, and no one saw how the weapons disappeared Yes, but such ability.

Weapons that can instantly decompose hard objects do not exist, but their high cost and specially made tanks to resist weapons definitely cannot be decomposed so easily.

What is the origin of that red man? He obviously can't see any weapons from his whole body. Why can he do such a thing?

Iser and the others were shocked in their hearts. They saw something beyond their cognition, even if it had become a reality, they couldn't accept it quickly.

"You just now..." Song Zhixun held down Gong's anger and ruthlessly kicked Gong's face, "Did I give you an order to come out? Who told you to make your own decisions? !"

Gong frowned slightly, slightly dissatisfied with being punished, but he couldn't get angry in his heart.

"Who told you to destroy the weapon?" Song Zhixun stepped directly on Gong's shoulder, bent down and lifted Gong's chin with one hand, the pressure of Xiouai under his feet and the pressure of his hand made Gong uncomfortable, "You Have you forgotten what it feels like to be afraid?"

Gong moved his mouth, but did not refute.

Song Zhixun just said that he is the rule, and he will be slapped in the face when he comes to the palace, at least he has to do something to convince the public.

Looking at the equipment that has been destroyed to ashes, there is nothing left of the things these people brought in. Gong Mingming hates his ability to destroy, but he can't help destroying his nature...

and many more……

Song Zhixun suddenly reacted to a question, he did destroy the chariot weapon, but he didn't touch the lives of any of the soldiers, could it be that Gong was consciously restraining himself?

Thinking of this level, the thought of punishment suddenly faded away.

I can't say good, but I can't say bad either, but Gong suddenly created a problem for himself.

"Kneel here, and I'll punish you later!"

Song Zhixun was actually a little annoyed, what kind of yellow trash was in these guys' heads, thinking that the reason why he spared their lives was because he liked the young soldier's face?

Does he just look like an unscrupulous person? !

"The homosexuals in the military are higher than the outside world. It seems that the rumors are true?" Song Zhixun muttered as he stepped forward and kicked the young soldier's abdomen. As a result, the soldier didn't move much and he almost fell backwards. Ashamed, she couldn't help but blushed slightly, "Don't speculate on what I mean, I don't have any thoughts about you at all!"

The young soldier's face was peaceful, neither lost nor relaxed, just calm. Song Zhixun began to admire the determination of Iser's men.

"But what I want is the same as what you think. I need you to be my servants." Song Zhixun imitated the habit of the palace and walked around the soldiers. Such a pace seemed to bring great pressure to others.

The God of Destruction knows how to destroy others. Just the pace of his steps can bring destructive pressure to the spirit of others.

"I don't know what kind of trouble you have caused in the outside world. I don't want to know, and I don't care about it. In my Raster Palace, you are heinous. Stepping into the domain of my Raster Palace is a brand new individual. .”

"Observe everything about me, obey everything about me, serve everything about me!" Control the gods, control everything.

"I am God." The image of God must be deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"I can control life, human beings, and you." Let the image of God's omnipotence be engraved into the fear of human souls.

"Go straight in the direction I pointed, and you will see a temple." Song Zhixun stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the temple. There is a long distance from here to the temple, and it may not be easy to go there. "From the moment you step into the temple, you will leave behind everything in the past and become the servants of the temple, accept the baptism of the temple to sever the past, and be reborn from the temple."

This matter has been discussed with the knights in advance. The temple itself is the residence of human beings. It used to be a place for believers to pray, and there are many places where they can live.

"Follow the direction of my finger and move forward. You will refuse my solicitation, nostalgia for the past, and choose free will." Song Zhixun pointed to the other side, "Imagine what the result will be."

It is absolutely forbidden to go out of the Rasteri Palace. Song Zhixun was also apprehensive when he gave the choice. Once they choose to leave, the palace will have to kill them. Song Zhixun will not go too far and insist on saving a life .

At least now, when everything is not in place, the Rasteri Palace cannot appear in front of people.

"You can choose freely." Song Zhixun spread his hands, and they must be allowed to walk here willingly, so that they won't have the heart of being "forced" to escape luck.

Whatever they choose between life and death, they have to go on by themselves.

There are many advantages to choosing yourself. It is easy to eat and drink, and you don’t have to go through the complicated training of the army. Usually, Song Zhixun thinks about farming temporarily, and first engages in financial development. The salary is comparable to that of a national-level scientific researcher.

He's not a bad guy, is he?

How would they choose?Song Zhixun looked at these people and waited quietly.

Iser looked at his teammates who were following him. They were exiled here, and they were put here to die for the reason of collection. He had expected to die here, but he didn't expect to have a chance to live.

Iser looked at Song Zhixun, and the big man suddenly smiled. If the price is just the chance of surviving in exchange for the loss of hands and feet, then they have really earned it.

"Thank you." At this point, I didn't expect that there was still a place to accept them. Maybe the people in front of him didn't know that the strong pressure he thought was actually giving them salvation.

Under Issel's gaze, Song Zhixun:? ? ?