Qiao, who was almost exhausted, returned to the coalition command in panting.

Due to natural disasters, the temporary command center of the coalition forces has changed several places. The current command center is simply a small high ground with a radius of nearly a hundred miles and three thousand feet high.

On the high ground, hundreds of castles of different shapes are neatly placed.

These are some famous ancient castles in the south of the empire, known as scenic spots and historical sites, and are the family residences of some great nobles.

Due to natural disasters, these ancient castles were originally flooded, so the coalition command simply moved them over and used them as the garrison of the high-level coalition forces. Now it seems that the effect is not very good.

The body became stronger and stronger, and the height of the single one was over nine feet tall. The fat body on his body completely disappeared. He became burly, handsome, and imposing Qiao, with shirtlessness, wrapped in a broken military flag around his waist, and walked towards the largest castle in the middle, covering an area of ​​more than 1,000 acres.

The soldiers of the coalition army bowed their heads and bowed their heads wherever Qiao passed by.

They saw with their own eyes how many powerful abyss men were killed by Qiao these days. Especially when Qiao was excited, he was too lazy to use Hellinger's killing, but directly used his fists and his palms to tear the powerful abyss men to pieces...

Among the powerful people in the abyss, there have been gradually appearing giants over three hundred feet tall.

The scene where these big guys, who are more than thirty times taller than Qiao's body was smashed by Qiao's punch, was like a sparrow easily tearing a goshawk apart... The impact of this picture made the coalition forces understand how strong Qiao was at this moment.

The strong are respected.

Wherever you pass, thousands of troops bow their heads.

Joe has turned a blind eye to this.

The heat flow in his body was rolling, and his body functions were at its peak. The body that was strong to a certain level was brewing an essential transformation like his soul that was also on the verge of transformation.

Joe's physical strength has approached a hundred golden Titans.

His soul indicator has approached a hundred spiritual points.

The most essential difference between humans and gods lies in the transformation of the soul, and the most basic condition for the transformation of the soul is that the spiritual point reaches 100 points - to describe it in words that are not very accurate or standard, that is, your IQ reaches 10,000 points!

Gods are omnipotent, and their thinking, understanding and analytical abilities have reached a level that mortals cannot imagine. Their ability to understand, understand and absorb the world and the laws is even more unimaginable to ordinary people.

If an ordinary person has an IQ of 80 or 90 points, he can be called a smart person.

But if you want to become a god, "smart people" are not enough.

The body is excited and the soul is excited.

But Qiao's consciousness was extremely low. He was essentially alone, just... Oh, before I knew it, this year's Mid-Autumn Night has passed, and Qiao is already nineteen years old!

However, he is still just a nineteen-year-old young man.

How long has he been fighting on this damn battlefield?

Day and night, bloody battles... He killed countless abyss creatures, and also saw those abyss creatures killing countless coalition soldiers.

He saw even more ancient existences that had forgotten their names by Medland's people. After repeated bloody sacrifices by the abyss consciousness, he slowly returned to Medland from the depths of the void.

These gods do not take Medland's creatures seriously.

After they returned, they were too lazy to rest and to understand the current world, so they devoted themselves to crazy killing and war. They fought themselves to the sky and the earth, their believers killed their flesh and blood, and their divine powers intertwined in the void, which brought terrifying natural disasters to Medland and the ashes of countless people.

Qiao's self-consciousness cannot withstand such an impact or such heavyness.

Therefore, the power of his id consciousness has been extremely weak.

He wanted to have a good sleep.

He wants to get drunk.

He wanted to hold Weima's little hand and run around the streets and alleys of Tulun Port with her, searching for treasures in shops of all sizes, both big and small, new and old.

He even wanted to have a hearty fight with Gorkin on the street with a group of fierce mastiffs and the young men and friends from Tulum Port.

He swore that if he fought with the dandy men in Tulun Port, he would never use any extraordinary power.

Everyone was picking up the bricks and slashing each other on their heads. Qiao would never use any extraordinary power!

Looking back at the flood area on the south that had been dyed red by blood, Qiao shivered and shivered.

Once in Tulun Port, the powerful enemies of the Vitu family, the indigenous families of Tulun Port and Jiasica, the "enemy" he once hated to the bone... Looking back at this moment, they are really kind-hearted and kind-hearted people!

Joe even began to miss the family enemies who were sentenced to death and had been shot.

He even began to miss the unlucky ones who survived the indigenous families who were sentenced to exile.

He decided that after this disaster, he would apply for an amnesty order to return these unlucky guys to Tulun Port, return part of their wealth, and allow them to live happily in Tulun Port.

Have seen the abyss.

Have seen the God War.

Have seen natural disasters.

The family grudges that used to be were like a breeze, nothing that could not be forgiven.

He let out a heavy breath, Qiao shook his head and continued to strode forward.

In his mind, a pair of crimson eyes had condensed into substance, and wisps of crimson smoke surrounded the pair of eyes. Countless runes flashed in the smoke, releasing a cold and ruthless light that shone upon Qiao's entire mind.

These days, if it weren't for the support of Crimson's instinct, Qiao could no longer hold on.

No normal person can last for more than three days in such crazy killings.

Qiao persevered... Many times, he was like a nightmare, letting Crimson instinct control his body. His id consciousness shivered and watched, watching himself crushing the abyss creatures into flesh with the most direct and effective terrible means.

"Enough, enough...I want a good sleep now...even, as Gorkin said..."

Joe looked around a little sneakily.

"He said, on the battlefield, if you can't bear the psychological pressure... go find a girl?"

"Tsk!"
Chapter completed!