Chapter 532 If there is injustice, call me God!

It rained heavily.

The water curtain is connected into one, the sloping eaves seem to turn into mountains and rivers, and the rain curtain becomes a waterfall.

In the huge Linhai City, few people were walking on the wide streets because of the heavy rain.

Tap tap tap.

In the heavy rain, the skinny old horse walked slowly in the rain. The rain washed the horse's eyes, but they were still bright and alert.

Liu Sheng led the horse and his steps on the ground caused splashes of water.

He looked at the heavy rain, and there was a look of reminiscence in his voice.

“A hundred years ago, even when it was pouring rain and there were unspoken rules everywhere in this world, people still believed that rules would prevail over unspoken rules.

It's a pity that a hundred years have passed, and not only have the unspoken rules overshadowed the rules, but even the rules... have become a joke." Liu Sheng's voice was old.

He was indeed born a stable boy.

The son of an official is an official, the son of a merchant is a merchant, and the son of a groom is also a groom.

His family has been grooms for generations, and as expected, his descendants will also become grooms one after another.

Fortunately, however, when he was young, he encountered the visitation of God.

There is no distinction between high and low in all occupations in the world.

If you want to lie down, then lie down.

But as long as you work hard and have the determination to make progress, you will achieve something.

As a good groom, Liu Sheng became a model of the first generation of "groom" and a model laborer like Wang Qi's grandfather.

He got the "rights" and the "right to speak".

He could also be relatively freer and embark on the path of a military commander.

You know, in the past, how could an ordinary groom be qualified to practice?

Practice and become an imperial soldier... this is only a qualification available to the rich and the officials.

"At the beginning, I always felt that... the world is bustling with people all for profit. Is there really such a selfless god in this world?" Liu Sheng laughed at himself.

It is understandable that the lower-class people blindly believe in the presence of gods.

As a commander of soldiers, he must have understood long ago that the so-called gods are nothing more than powerful creatures.

No matter how selfless a god is, he probably has his own desires.

Even so, He is a divine weapon.

But the owner of this artifact, the Sheng girl... must have her own demands, right?

"Sir, do you think that this world can really be as fair and equal as the gods expect?" Liu Sheng turned his head and looked at Chen Kangbao and Qi Yuan in the carriage.

Qi Yuan stretched out his hand and took the rain: "If it were in reality...it might be difficult, but this is a game, everything is possible."

Liu Sheng was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly.

The divine presence of the past was eventually shattered.

Now, there is one more soldier in charge.

Liu Sheng had no idea what path this imperial guard was taking or what ideas he had.

“Among the seven Rakshasa gods, excluding this old man, the other six gods are King Dingyuan, King Shanhe, King Zuifang… and the Rakshasa Emperor, the Fifth Extraordinary.

The strongest one is Diwu Bufan. He has been living in seclusion for the past hundred years.

Rumor has it that he is already very close to reaching his peak state!"

Liu Sheng said, with worry in his eyes.

He also didn't know how powerful the current Shenlin could be.

"As the saying goes, everyone is equal. In my eyes, there is no difference between him and you." Qi Yuan said lightly.

When Liu Sheng heard this, his body trembled slightly.

He led the horse, holding the reins, and walked through the rain.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, with no sign of stopping.

Liu Sheng sat in front of the carriage, waving the whip, and the carriage shuttled through the rain.

The heavy rain could not stop the carriage from moving forward.

Leisurely, leisurely.

Ten days later, in Dingbo Prefecture, some passers-by saw a carriage traveling from south to north across the Hengduan Mountains. There was a heavenly-level evil spirit committing evil, and the coachman on the carriage turned his fingers into swords and killed it easily, shocking the passers-by.

Half a month later, a carriage crossed the Wuding River and entered Xianle Prefecture.

The wind was howling and the dust was everywhere.

Xianle Prefecture is located in the southeastern part of Luosha Kingdom, with mostly desert terrain, and borders Dafeng.

At the beginning, the Luofeng City where the god fell was located in Xianle Prefecture.

Over the years, Dafeng and Luosha Kingdom have been at war frequently. Luosha Kingdom has lost more than it has won and has ceded seven cities.

These seven cities are all located in Xianle Prefecture.

Dust was rising on the official road.

Li Wan was dressed in men's clothes and smeared some mud on her face, making her look more like a man.

She rode on the horse and glanced at the carriage next to her, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

There were seven of them in their group, and they wanted to cross the official road to go to Xianlong County.

On the road, Li Wan saw the carriage and became curious.

This official road is not safe. If a carriage dares to travel alone, the strength of its owner should not be underestimated.

Li Wan was confident and thought that one more person would mean more safety, so she went to ask if she could go with them.

The carriage owner did not refuse, but Li Wan was a little surprised because the carriage owner was too young and looked no more than twenty years old.

Could it be that... the old man who has been eating buns all the time is a strong man? With this thought in mind, Li Wan said: "Although Xianlezhou was located in the southeast of Luosha, its economy was the most prosperous. On this official road, you can see endless caravans every day."

Li Wan's family has been in business for generations.

In the past, caravans from the Rakshasa Kingdom would set out from Xianlezhou and head to Dafeng and other countries.

Business here is the most prosperous.

"Unfortunately, we can't even see a ghost on this road now." Li Wan smiled.

"It's better if there's no trick. We'll be safe on the road." said the burly man. He had a big knife on his waist and his chest was exposed because the weather was too hot.

"Don't raise the flag." At this time, Qi Yuan in the carriage spoke.

"Haha, it's okay to encounter a ghost. Don't we have Uncle Li?" Li Wan said with a smile.

Uncle Li is a local-level commander of imperial guards and can be considered a great master.

Uncle Li raised his head proudly, his eyes fell on the carriage, and he thought of something, so he asked tentatively: "Sir, are you going to Xianlong County to visit relatives?"

"Murder." Qi Yuan said lightly.

Uncle Li was stunned when he heard this, then he looked at Li Wan and shook his head.

Originally, they wanted to be like Yuan Bufan and wanted to make a serious friend of him.

In this way, the Li family will have more friends and more options.

But now, Qi Yuan answered like this without any concealment.

It is obvious that he is in a lot of trouble and such a person is not worth making friends with.

Li Wan was a little disappointed when she heard this.

"What are you doing in Xianlong County?" Qi Yuan asked casually.

He is socially anxious and doesn't know how to find topics to talk about.

When someone asks him what he is doing, he has to ask back.

Li Wan was silent for a long time, then replied, "Cancel the engagement."

"You?" Qi Yuan couldn't help laughing, "The person who broke off the engagement wouldn't be named Xiao, right?"

Li Wan shook her head: "No."

She was a little curious, what's wrong with the last name Xiao? "It's OK if it's not, otherwise this game will be too stitched together."

The bad news is that there are too many stitches, the good news is that they are all stitched.

"???" Li Wan was puzzled. She continued, "My last name is Shi."

"Stone?" Qi Yuan raised his eyebrows.

At this moment, Uncle Li, who was riding a horse, changed his expression slightly.

"Oh no, there are Dafeng cavalry ahead!"

He quickly grabbed the reins and flew to look.

Just at this glance, a look of tension and anger appeared on his face.

"There are 3,000 cavalrymen from Dafeng ahead. They... are capturing the people of our Rakshasa Kingdom!"

Ahead, dust was flying, and three thousand cavalrymen were wandering around, laughing and cursing.

The cavalry formed a circle, inside which were thousands of Dafeng people.

They were trapped in the center like animals.

Those who walk slowly will be whipped.

There were constant cries and struggles.

Some people fell to the ground after being whipped on the back and never got up again.

Uncle Li's face was full of anger.

The troops of Dafeng often came to Xianlezhou to raid the grasslands.

Generally speaking, they would just steal some food or abduct some women.

It is rare to kidnap a large number of people and sell them as slaves.

"Damn it!" Li Wan looked at the huge cloud of dust in front of her, her hand tightly gripping the hilt of the knife, her veins bulging like vines.

"We must take a detour, otherwise if we are discovered by these cavalrymen, it will be difficult for us to escape!" Uncle Li said in a low voice.

The other big men nodded.

Although they were angry, there was nothing they could do.

They were going to fight against three thousand cavalrymen? They were just courting death.

However, at this moment, Chen Kangbao whipped the horse-drawn carriage and sped forward.

Li Wan was very anxious when she saw this: "Master...what are you doing? There is danger ahead."

She rode her horse and wanted to catch up, but she was extremely conflicted.

Uncle Li was also stunned and didn't know what to do.

Chase after them? They didn't dare.

Is the owner of this carriage…trying to commit suicide? Or is he from Dafeng? At this moment, a calm voice came from the carriage.

"I'll go save them."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"But……"

“No buts, because God is here.”

"God is coming?" Li Wan's mind was spinning wildly. "Are you from the Judgment Council?"

Only in this way can it be explained.

However, even if they were from the Arbitration Council, how could they resist three thousand cavalrymen?

Among those three thousand cavalrymen, there might be a heavenly-level commander in charge.

They had no chance to think at all.

Uncle Li was also a little anxious and worried about Qi Yuan.

At this time, someone among the cavalry seemed to have discovered the existence of the carriage.

Suddenly, dozens of riders rushed over, waving whips, with ferocious and mocking expressions on their faces.

"Someone actually dared to come here, is he seeking death?"

"A few more slaves are worth a lot of money!"

However, their smiles soon froze.

At this moment, suddenly a vast and majestic voice suddenly sounded in the sky.

“There is no light in the world, but God is here.”

"Holding the light, the darkness is driven away."

"If there is injustice, call upon me, the God!"

The sound was so loud that it spread all over the place.

The horses neighed constantly and the fine horses raised their hooves.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden and huge sound.

"Who is it?"

"Who's playing tricks?"

The cavalrymen looked confused, some showed fear on their faces, and some held the reins tightly and looked around.

On the other hand, the people of Rakshasa who were trapped by the cavalry had different expressions.

An old woman seemed to have thought of something, and a fanatical look appeared on her face.

"The God has come... The God of Judgment has returned!"

"If there is injustice, call upon me to come... to come!"

A young man's eyes were filled with tears.

Memories from childhood reappear.

Once, his grandmother told him the story of the God of Judgment, and told him that if he encountered injustice, he could just call on the name of the God and the God would make the decision for him.

Unfortunately, he called for the gods to come many times when he was a child, but the gods never appeared.

When he grew up, he realized that the god might be dead or an illusion.

How ridiculous are the myths I believed in as a child.

But now, this voice...

He looked at the sky and the cavalrymen surrounding him. He suddenly shouted with all his strength, "God is coming!"

Now, he encountered injustice! Now, he heard the voice of God! If he didn't call for God's coming now, when would he call for God's coming!

“God is coming!”

His voice also inspired others.

Those people all uncovered memories of the past.

“God is coming!”

“God is coming!”

Whether they were children, old men, old women, or young people, they all stood up and shouted "God is coming" at this time.

Because they have heard that when shouting "God is coming", one must stand up and shout, and then the God of Judgment will come.

The sound was overwhelming, like a heat wave.

The war horses were frightened and neighed, and the cavalrymen's faces showed fear and confusion.

At this moment, a blood-red light descended from the sky, and the entire earth turned blood-red.

At this moment, everyone subconsciously looked up at the sky.

I saw a terrifying giant, nearly two hundred meters tall, standing in the sky.

No, He is not a terrifying giant, He is an awesome God!

His body was covered in blood-red armor and scales, and his expression was cold.

He stood quietly.

Such a majestic body and such a terrifying and eerie appearance would fill any human being with fear at first sight.

Fear of the unknown.

Many people knelt directly on the ground.

But at that moment, the young man who first roared the arrival of God stood up straight, looked at the terrifying giant, and shouted: "The arrival of God!"

The two words "God's presence" expressed all the grievances and injustices he had suffered in his life.

At this moment, the fifty-meter-tall tall figure moved.

He just threw a punch.

The punch was in response to the young man's shout.

The world seemed to have stopped.

This terrifying punch is the only thing in this world.

This is a punch from God.

Boom! Death! In an instant, three thousand cavalrymen were thrown to the ground.

Faced with this terrifying divine power, the three thousand cavalrymen were as fragile as ants.

Not to mention three thousand, even if there were thirty thousand, how could they withstand this terrifying punch?

All the people were shocked, ecstatic and awed.

Many people knelt on the ground, bowed their heads and worshiped, shouting, "God is coming!"

And at this moment, Qi Yuan seemed to have some feelings.

He remembered the original intention of God's creation.

“Stand up!”

"You don't have to kneel to me!"

"God is here, no need to worship!"

This divine sound seemed to have magical power.

The people present stood up one after another, everyone stood up and looked up at the huge monster.

Even though there was still fear in their eyes, they still insisted on opening their eyes wide, cheering up their spirits, and watching carefully.

On the other side, Li Wan's body was shaking, and her upper and lower gums were colliding with each other because of the trembling.

"Uncle Li... Is he the God of Judgment?"

Sweat was pouring down Uncle Li's burly belly. His calves were trembling as he looked at the tall figure.

"I think...right."

"Shenlin...is back." Li Wan's voice was complicated.

She looked at the carriage that was still moving slowly from afar with mixed emotions.

The Master Qi on the carriage... the one who was just chatting with her... is he the God of Judgment?

Or was he in control of the most powerful divine weapon in the world... the God's presence? "The sky of Luosha Country... is about to change." Uncle Li sighed slowly, his voice complicated, and it was unclear whether he was happy or sad.

Sometimes, some people hope for change. Could it be that after all the changes, things could be worse than they are now?

Sometimes, some people don't like changes and think the current situation is good enough.

But at this time, Uncle Li understood that no matter whether he hoped it or not, the sky of the Rakshasa Kingdom had changed after all.

"If there is injustice, call upon me, the God!"

Uncle Li stood up straight and straightened his back.

When he was young, he also called for "God to come".

(End of this chapter)