Zheng Qian had always worked hard to earn money, hoping to live off bank interest and achieve his dream of 'lying flat' (a relaxed, minimalist lifestyle).
When the apocalypse descende...
All of this naturally came from his own panel.
The Awakened One: Swami Maji
Age: 56
Awakening Ability: Blood Demon
Awakening level: Intermediate
Friendly:——
Special: Blood Mist Reincarnation, Blood Needle
Blood Needle Puncture: Extract the iron from the blood slave or your own blood, and form tiny needles to attack the opponent. The blood of the person pierced by the blood needle will flow backwards.
Blood Mist Reincarnation: Merge your own soul into the blood mist and into the body of a blood slave to be reborn.
PS: The degree of memory retention depends on how much blood mist is absorbed.
After Zheng Gan confirmed the panel of the old man in cassock, he formulated a battle plan.
Mo Zicen's Thunder Body and Noah's Sun Wheel are completely designed for these two special abilities.
Mo Zicen succeeded in his attack but did not stop. He used the palm thunder and the sky-splitting spear to kill the blood slaves around him.
At this time, the survivors in Xiaqi Mountain also rushed over one after another.
These bewildered survivors watched their beliefs being slaughtered.
Some people were so foolish that they ignored the strange death of the blood slave and started cursing at Zheng Gan and his companions. Some even started throwing stones at them.
Zhang Liang appeared beside Zheng Gan again.
"Are these people followers of Buddha? How foolish they are?"
Zheng Gan said calmly.
"It's not surprising. There were already people like this before the end of the world. And the end of the world is a time when people need spiritual support even more."
Zheng Gan was converting these survivors as he spoke.
Zhang Liang, who was a soul, also felt the resonance of Zheng Gan's soul at this moment, and a hint of fear appeared in his illusory eyes.
The extreme sense of identification brought about by this soul resonance reminded him of the thrilling enthusiasm displayed by the 8,000 Jiangdong young men under the command of Xiang Yu, the King of Western Chu.