Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Since the church is ultimately just another form of company, no matter how powerful the so-called gods are, they are just a second career that can coexist with the original career, and are not that mysterious.

Compared with angels who are over seventy levels and have their own racial talent restraints, even if the Wendigo has divine enhancement and many abilities, without the support of the Kingdom of God, this incarnation of only over sixty levels is still a bit unsatisfactory.

But He is still a god after all! If the believers knew that the god on the statue was beaten as hard as a disobedient Alaskan in someone else's house, how would they continue to eat other people's incense or plan to build a divine court?

The furious Wendigo quickly got up from the ground, and after some squirming, his arms stretched out two long thorns containing vicious curses.

"That's too much! You damn bastards..."

However, at this moment, a giant shadow passed through the sky, allowing him to be bathed in the cold and sharp wind and frost dragon breath in the next second, and a lot of shadows were sliced ​​off like sashimi. .

As a negative case of Sylvia, an excellent full-time employee, and the glory of working as a worker, Bloomfield, a model figure in the fishing industry, has been squatting in the attic since the game closed beta began to recruit new members to the production team. Ji Ming had no shortage of people and was too lazy to care about her. Pretend you don't exist.

But today, this monster was spawned downstairs in her house. If she didn't lose her strength, she would have to sleep in the wilderness, so she took over from Sylvia and helped the very rude old sheep head wash his head. Don't do it in the wild. Swearing in front of the child, the little fat-headed fish in the glass tank next to the sofa.

But how could the Wendigo die suddenly on the spot just because of these two blows? He couldn't stand the cowardice, and the ghost energy surged all over his body again. He clenched his fists and wanted to fight to the death with these pagans. He would die in the battle anyway, and die the glorious way a god should.

"Today, even though I am dead, I am still a shadow... ow!"

Unfortunately, while He was still giving an impassioned death speech, the torturer in charge of the third stick quietly came online, and a sharp vine that had been touched at an unknown time launched a sneak attack from behind, penetrating from bottom to top.

Moreover, more and more people were ordered by Ji Ming to come and beat him, including white werewolves, snow leopards... even the weird little wolf turned around and showed his claws, simply not taking him seriously!

"Ahhh!"

With an angry roar, Wendigo stepped out with a wave of divine power that shook away all enemies around him, with two scorching divine fires in his eyes.

"How dare you be so presumptuous! I am the great God of Shadows. If you offend me, you are..."

…

It’s a slap in the face QWQ!

What can the gods do? Under the righteous beating of several strong men vying to make meritorious deeds, the Wendigo had no ability to fight back. He was quickly beaten to his knees, surrounded and trampled on, and his aura seemed to be about to disperse on the spot.

Ji Ming moved a bench to eat melon seeds and watched the show for a long time. When he saw the old sheep head kneeling again, he told everyone to stop and don't really trample him to death.

He walked down from the high platform to the Wendigo, obviously looking up, but with a bit of disdain.

"Why, Yangzi, aren't you awesome anymore?"

As if he had been beaten for a long time in humiliation, the Wendigo no longer had the pride and pride it had just now, and could hardly contain the power of shadows on its body. Even if it remained motionless, traces of black energy kept dissipating from its body. .

But for him, barking when the wind is blowing and speaking harshly when the wind is blowing are basic skills, so even though he was beaten so embarrassingly, Wendigo still raised his head forcefully, without any intention of being convinced.

"Master of Creatures, this wave is my admission of failure, but don't think that you have won! Your enemy is me, but your enemy is not just me. From today on, you must always keep your eyes on south!"

"Because one day, countless wolves and undead will roll in from there and flood this poor city and your ridiculous divine court, and this time will not be too far from today..."

Every word of Wendigo's threat was accented, as if he wanted to vomit blood from this shadow body. However, the master of life did not say anything, but took out three small wooden sticks from his arms and used [Ignite Technique]. After lighting it, he placed it in a small incense burner and placed it in front of Him.

The Wendigo could smell that it was Ningxiang wood, but how could he know about Ji Ming's habits? He asked while shrinking back a little.

"what do you mean?"

"Yang'er, I have a hunch that this may be the last time we meet. I put the incense on you in advance, so that you won't be so angry that you will come into my dream and say that I don't care about you, causing you to freeze down there. The ground is panicking.”

? ? ?

Although the Wendigo still didn't understand what Ji Ming meant, he still heard some hints and said with hatred.

"Lord of Life, are you so sure that it will be me who dies?"

Ji Ming shook his head calmly and sat down cross-legged, adding another incense burner.

"Don't you understand, Wendigo? You have already lost six times to me. Why are you still confident that you still have a chance to come back? It's because the game I set today is not dangerous enough. What I did to you Isn’t it vicious enough to wake you up?”

"Don't even mention the people who are standing next to you and me now. Have you seen the pioneers who beat your MPs to surrender on the spot? Their unity, their weapons, their fighting power... Do you just think about this? Don’t you have even the slightest feeling?”

Wendigo is not a god who likes to look at mortals. He saw nothing but those cannons, so he just sneered.

"I admit that your fanatics, at least their weapons are really powerful, but so what? They are just more than a thousand humans holding orcs and demi-humans. They are nothing in front of His Majesty the Wolf King's vast army. They will only become dead souls under the hooves of horses."

"You just said...more than a thousand people?"

"What?"

"How can you be sure that they only have more than a thousand people? If they have ten thousand people, one hundred thousand people, one million people, or even a huge number, there are enough people to completely occupy an entire planet, and they are technologically advanced. , the industry is complete, soldiers are like clouds, and wise men are like rain. As long as the restrictions are lifted, we can carry out systematic research and mass production of everything in Yangyuexing?"

Ji Ming smiled again.

"To borrow what you said before, from today on, you must keep your eyes firmly on the north. Otherwise, if you are not careful, everything you own, what you cherish, and what you think you are self-righteous will all disappear."

"Because my pioneers are no longer willing to just stay underground. They urgently need land under the sun, a paradise enough for them to show their talents. The Kingdom of Glow is definitely not good. The nearest unclaimed land, It’s you, or the wilderness where you are.”

"So, Wendigo, the battle between you and me is already here, and it ended with your failure. From now on, your enemies will no longer be me, but my pioneers. They are better than I am kinder, evil than me, gentler than me, and crueler than me, so enjoy this last relaxing time, I am afraid you really don’t have much time left.”

This time the Wendigo finally stopped talking harshly and fell into a long silence. His body gradually began to tremble, and finally he slapped the ground with his hand and roared hysterically.

"Lord of living things! What do you think of me, a toy?"

A suffocating pause.

"It turns out that in your eyes, I... am not an old enemy at all. I am not taken seriously by you at all. I am just a joke from beginning to end!?"

Why? Why did Lao Yangtou say this as if he had been greatly wronged and was about to burst into tears?

Come on, you are not a beautiful little sheep girl. It is difficult for everyone to sympathize with you when you are dressed in black and do this.

"That's not true. What I mean is..."

Ji Ming looked serious and spoke every word.

"Bao, you are not a joke, you are actually a tragedy, because from the moment you met me, you have become a tragedy that is more of a joke than a joke. Do you understand?"

"You...you..."

Wendigo raised his finger and pointed at Ji Ming's face. He was as embarrassed as Wang Lang who had been scolded by Zhuge Liang. He uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. He was so stunned that he couldn't even say a word. If it weren't for this god's clone, It's strong enough that it will collapse on the spot if it's so angry.

That's it, Ji Ming felt that he had repeatedly reminded the enemy to be careful of the players, almost becoming the mastermind who wanted to destroy the players. He didn't bother to explain more to him, but stood up.

"Okay, that's it. You, prepare early, and you can live one more day. I'm very optimistic about you getting the chicken in the end."

After saying that, he raised his right arm and slowly pinched the five fingers together. There was obviously no contact, but endless power surged out of the void, pressing down on the Wendigo from all directions like a substance, treating it like a He grabbed it like an object, just like he had grabbed it before.

In an instant, Wendigo heard countless voices coming from his ears. As if he was dead, he suddenly regained his consciousness and looked blankly at the countless stars, geometry, numbers, pictures and... There are things that squirm with knowledge and surge with energy, things that are indescribable, incomprehensible, and unspeakable.

Finally, looking up at the ceiling of the temple, Wendigo, the god of shadows in high dimensions, could not help but sigh.

"So that's how it is. It's so beautiful. I am so stupid to regard you as my old enemy..."

The next second, his connection with the clone was cut off, and the huge demonic shadow was compressed into a small round shape.

Although Ji Ming usually likes to talk nonsense when laning with others, his phrase "never see him again" was confirmed by his weird luck. Unless he takes the initiative to change the direction of his destiny, there will be no surprises.

So after saying goodbye to an old acquaintance again, he sighed slightly and waved his hand behind him.

"Okay, it's okay, everyone has worked hard, let's disperse..."

"Well, let's go then."

"I'm going back to study. See you again."

"Hey, there are still a lot of orders to be done. I really don't dare to rest for a moment."

When other people in the production team left one after another, Ji Ming took the black bead into his hand and weighed it. He could only say that fortunately his health value was relatively high, and not only an ordinary person could not lift such a heavy thing.

This is a ball of pure shadow power, with a severely injured god's clone sealed inside. It is definitely a good thing that even the true gods will be jealous of when they see it, but for me who can make a vest as long as he wants, it seems that it is not possible for the time being. I can't think of anything that would be useful.

After thinking about it, Ji Ming simply put it in the cabinet inside the curtain, along with the Beholder's Stone, the comics that were transferred here, the diaries of Svendis and Edgar, and the glass bottle containing the little fat-headed fish. Special items are collected together.

At this time, in front of the Holy Light Church, the three congressmen who had been tied up in the square as prisoners of war were still feeling lucky to have escaped death again. They had just sensed the presence of the Speaker and thought it was the old wall lamp that had been left behind. With one hand, he wanted to rush over and eradicate them all to clean up the door.

Although this is indeed the case... But this aura only existed for a while and then disappeared. Otherwise, they would be frightened by the news and have to rush to kowtow to the God of Holy Light, hoping that the Holy Light can hold their hands high and make them meritorious. , don’t ask for promotion step by step like the old succubus sister, at least give a formal establishment of ghost soldiers and ghost generals.

Therefore, it was better to die than to live, and after having walked through the door of hell for a while, they became completely honest. The last thought in their minds of trying to be cunning and quietly escaping was gone, and they squatted very obediently on the human wall of the guardian knights. subject to supervision.

This was what Ji Ming saw when he teleported near the church. Just as he was about to pretend that he had just arrived and asked the old lady and the archbishop about the specific situation, he was discovered by the sharp-eyed guardian knight.

"Master God's Chosen, Master God's Chosen is back, and he is indeed not dead!"

As this voice cut through the gradually brightening night sky, thunderous applause broke out in the entire square. Everyone gave him the way to the church door in unison, and there were several little nuns who wanted to run over. Give him flowers and take a bite of them.

Ji Ming, who was continuously moving to the extreme, trying to catch the flowers while avoiding their abyssal mouths:? ? ?

It’s strange, how come you feel like a superior leader comes to inspect, but you are the superior leader?

Ah, I see...

"Everyone, calm down and don't be so excited. The Lord God returned to the Kingdom of God after destroying the incarnation of the evil god. He said that he was very satisfied with everyone's efforts tonight!"

But everyone's enthusiasm did not end, and the applause became even more intense.

The believers of the Holy Light and the very few survivors came here because Christine and others told them that Ji Ming, with the help of the God of Holy Light, chose to fight the incarnation of the evil god alone in order to prevent the enemy from massacring the church.

The players who brought these survivors did it because since inferior characters can divide players and criticize each other, then excellent characters can naturally become winner-take-all chefs. As a fan product that can already be compared with female characters on a certain website Ji Ming is still a very popular male character.

...Of course, the main reason is because the modeling is better.

Ah, looks, oh looks, you pathetic eternal truth of the multiverse.