[Rooted in darkness, with a heart towards light, there is no room for turning back for many choices, only the courage to die is needed - Li Xingchen]

[Never think that you are very smart, all lives have different ideas when looking at problems. Different lives are inevitably affected by the environment in which they grow, giving birth to different world views, outlooks on life, and values ​​from humans, which leads to their different perspectives on problems from humans. It is a fool in your eyes, and you are not the same in its eyes - Jiang Ping (Messenger of Destiny)]

[A society without common ideals is like a pile of loose sand. Looking back at the history of the human race before the disaster, the sale of organs was illegal at that time, but everyone was consuming their own organs by working... So, the organs were just sold in a way that they were not dug out - Su Bei (Field Scholar)]

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Gulu looked through the information in the faith database with a serious expression.

He couldn't read many famous sayings left by the predecessors of the human race.

Because he lacked relevant experience.

But these words were engraved in his heart. He knew that the experience of the predecessors would become his own growth nutrients when his experience reached a certain height.

After a short rest, Gulu stood up and began his routine practice.

He had already mastered the physical training that his teacher had taught him. Recently, he had selected a brand new physical training method from the faith database to train his body so that he could improve his strength.

After the physical training, it was time to practice the blood and flesh sacrifice.

During the hours of practice, Gulu suddenly felt itchy at his coccyx.

Looking down, he saw that the black mark at the coccyx was surrounded by black mist, as if something was about to grow out.

He subconsciously reached out to grab it, and the moment his palm touched the coccyx, the black mist shrank, and a demon tail quickly grew out from his coccyx.

Seeing this scene, Gulu was stunned.

Reaching out to touch the tail with black mucus, feeling the strength of the extended part of his body, Gulu suddenly realized that he seemed to have reached a certain degree of atavism through the practice of the blood and flesh sacrifice, allowing him to gain the power hidden in his blood and give himself a new body part.

He subconsciously used his consciousness to perceive the black wing-like lines on his back, but found that the two lines on his back had not changed at all.

It is conceivable that these two wing-shaped lines will also most likely grow new body parts in the future.

In the words of a teacher in the field, his current state is to open the path of atavism and evolution, and embark on the growth shortcut opened up by his ancestors for future generations.

As long as he continues to practice the blood and flesh sacrifice, his form will continue to approach the form of his ancestors.

The new tail seems to have existed originally, and there is no delay in controlling the tail to swing, as flexible as an arm.

In the following tests, Gulu did not find other uses for the tail.

Gulu, who couldn't figure out what the tail was used for, did not delve into this issue. What he was more worried about now was whether the existence of this tail would affect his disguise.

The blood in the body can shrink, but this tail seems to be unable to be absorbed into the body like blood. After

several unsuccessful attempts, Gulu had no choice but to give up.

Originally, he wanted to lie dormant for a few more days before launching the city-capturing operation, but now it seems that it is completely unnecessary.

The changes in the body cannot be concealed at all.

The faith space does have many innate abilities that can help him hide his tail, but the borrowing of innate abilities cannot exist continuously.

Every time he borrowed his innate ability, it would burden his body. Continuously borrowing it would consume his body functions every minute and every second. It was impossible to imprint it in his blood like his own innate ability, and it could not be used at will like instinct.

The changes in his body changed Guru's already restless heart.

He decided to launch a city-capturing operation in the near future.

Now he has a very good understanding of the situation in this city.

In addition to the unknown strength of the master, there are 180,000 dead warriors and 230,000 dead slaves in the city. They are distributed in various positions and serve the dead warriors and the noble class headed by the master.

Guru is confident to directly take the city by violence.

At this stage, the scale of fellow travelers has reached 22,324, most of whom have only tried to practice the blood and flesh sacrifice method, but because they have no training resources, they cannot carry out subsequent training and growth, and can only borrow innate abilities.

There are less than a thousand people who are truly capable of fighting.

In the competition of top-level combat power, Guru feels that his side is not inferior.

There are 168 dead commanders in the city. Their strength is far behind him, and it is not much different from the core combat power of the fellow travelers he trained.

Although they are at a disadvantage in terms of combat power at the bottom, they can absorb blood and qi to restore their abilities in battle through the blood and flesh sacrifice method, so they are not invincible.

Guru has already made a plan for the action of seizing the city, which will be carried out in three steps.

These three steps will start with seizing the city and follow up with abandoning the city.

After the plan is launched, this city will become a channel for him to obtain cultivation resources.

In the initial stage of this plan, he will lead his companions to occupy this city and become the master of this city.

At that time, he will liberate slaves and expand the team of companions.

This city is just a starting point in Guru's eyes. Every time he captures a city in the future, he will pull the undead slaves in that city into his own camp and continuously provide new forces.

But Guru also understands the hidden dangers of this plan.

When the royal class of the Shuo Wang Clan finds out that this city has been seized and is out of control, they will inevitably send forces to suppress it. At that time, they will face the pressure brought by the top combat power of the Shuo Wang Clan.

Guru's idea is that as long as he is sure that the top forces of the Shuo Wang Clan are dispatched, he will abandon the city.

He was not afraid of the challenge from the royal class, but he was responsible for the safety of his companions.

Feng Qi's story told him that not abandoning any of his followers was the noble quality a leader should have.

So when the time came, he would lead his companions and the liberated slaves to evacuate the city in advance before the suppression from the royal class came, or even migrate away from the Shuowang Realm, and then look for opportunities to fight back.

With the blessing of the god-level technique of Blood and Flesh Sacrifice, he believed that it was only a matter of time before he won the final victory.

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Half a month later.

Black clouds gathered over the city, tearing out dark lightning as they collided.

Heavy rain poured down.

The whole city was shrouded in the dead mist splashed by the rain.

In the blood slave cave, the green lights flickered in the wind, and the shadow of Gollum reflected on the rock wall twisted and changed, and finally turned into a pool of black liquid and swam quickly out of the cave.

At the same time, more than a thousand slaves regarded as fellow travelers by Gollum also connected to the faith space at this time and borrowed their innate abilities.

More than a thousand liquefied figures rushed quickly towards the direction of the cave where the city owner lived.

The city owner's cave was extremely huge, and the interior of the cave was even more intricate, with many functional rooms.

Gollum had a general understanding of the terrain here.

Although he had never been to the cave where the owner was, he often went back and forth to transport blood in this cave, and was very clear about the layout outside, and also understood which direction the owner's cave was in.

At this time, two rows of undead warriors on duty stood outside the cave.

Gollum did not hesitate, and gave the order to attack with his consciousness.

Suddenly, the black liquid rushed towards the undead warriors on duty like a tide, submerging their bodies, greedily devouring the dead energy overflowing from the undead warriors, not giving them any chance to resist.

At this time, Guru also stepped over his companions and went deeper into the cave.

After a long time, he came to a huge stone door.

The stone door was closed, and Guru immediately dispelled his innate ability, condensed his body and punched the stone door.

Boom!

The stone door trembled, and gravel and dust fell from the rock wall above his head. The heavy stone door fell down under Guru's heavy punch.

Suddenly, rich blood energy rushed in his face.

What appeared in front of him were four blood pools, each of which had different blood qualities and was divided into "field" characters for distinction.

You can also see four holes on the rock wall that connects to the blood pool, and a steady stream of blood is being injected into the four blood pools.

Seeing this scene, Guru suddenly understood why he could see a rotating vortex in the center of the blood pool outside every time he came here to deliver blood. It turned out that the blood they delivered would be diverted and sent to the cave where the city owner was, for it to practice and consume.

At this time, the city owner was cross-legged and suspended above the central area of ​​the four blood pools, and he opened his eyes at this time.

His sharp eyes were directed at Guru.

"Who let you in?!"

The city owner asked sternly.

Its appearance was different from that of the undead warrior. It was more than three meters tall, with black rune marks engraved all over its body, and a black rune crystal was embedded in the center of its eyebrows.

If it was the old me who was facing the city owner now, I would definitely not be able to withstand the class pressure imprinted in the depths of my heart.

But now Guru looked at the city owner calmly, without any fear in his eyes.

The cowardice in his heart and the fear of the upper class had long dissipated with the old me on the day he cut himself off.

Now he is fearless.

Seeing Guru's attitude, the city owner's expression became gloomy.

It thought it was an invasion by foreign enemies, but it didn't expect that the person standing in front of it was actually a dead warrior. This made it feel extremely annoyed and felt that its dignity was challenged. He would never allow such an incident to happen.

But when it saw the murderous intent in Gulu's eyes, it suddenly realized that something was wrong with Gulu.

Breaking the door, murderous intent... These keywords combined together, it immediately thought of Gulu's purpose.

Just as it expected.

Gulu's blood and qi ignited in flames all over his body, and he rushed straight towards the "fear" in the eyes of the old self.

The blood and qi in his body gathered towards his right arm. Gulu gathered all his strength, and his eyes were also rendered blood red. He was like a blood-soaked demon who punched the city owner, determined to completely smash the inner demon of the old self.

Feeling the strong blood and qi fluctuations in Gulu's body, the city owner was surprised and immediately raised his hands.

A vortex of death formed in front of it and rotated rapidly.

Gulu's fist hit the vortex of death heavily at this time, and the speed of the vortex of death increased, as if it wanted to absorb Gulu's power through rotation.

"Kill!"

With a hoarse roar, Gulu's power rose sharply, and a blood-colored dragon appeared above his head.

This was the "blood dragon soul" that borrowed from Feng Qi's innate ability.

After the ferocious blood dragon appeared, it followed Gulu's fist towards Roaring Xiao, tearing the death vortex into pieces and colliding with the city lord.

Boom!

In the eyes of the city lord in disbelief, he opened his mouth and coughed out black blood, and his body retreated straight back and hit the rock wall heavily.

The cave trembled, and gravel fell densely.

Fine cracks appeared on the surface of the armor worn by the city lord, and the anger in his eyes was completely covered by fear.

Gulu stood up at this time and looked at the city lord with indifferent eyes.

"See? This is the supremacy you once feared."

Gulu murmured, and the flames in his heart burned fiercely.

In Gulu's eyes, this battle was his complete farewell to his old self. The shackles of his heart had long been broken. This time he wanted to break the seemingly insurmountable mountain of class.

Guru's fist clenched slowly, and the blood and qi flames around him burned fiercely.

At this time, he lowered his head, his body was like a slowly drawn bow, and the moment he exerted force under his feet was like an arrow released from a string, and his fist smashed directly into the city lord's face.

Realizing that Guru's physical strength was not something he could contend with, the city lord endured his body and released the death energy to pull himself to the side.

Boom!

As soon as his body moved sideways, Guru's fist hit the rock wall heavily.

This punch had the power to split mountains and rocks, and a huge gap was blasted out of the rock wall, and the broken stones splashed into the blood pool.

Guru's offensive was not over, and he twisted his body and rushed towards the city lord like a vicious tiger pouncing on its food.

Facing the imposing Guru, the city lord completely lost the idea of ​​fighting against him. As his hands formed seals, ghosts with dead energy condensed around his body appeared and pounced on Guru.

But these ghosts could not even get close to Guru, and were swallowed by the blood and qi flames released by Guru.

Taking advantage of this gap, the city lord outlined the trajectory of the magic. The death energy gushed out of his body and gathered in front of him to compress into a black arrow of death energy, shooting at Guru.

The black arrow of death energy moved very fast.

But Guru's reaction was even faster.

He suddenly stopped moving forward, clenched his fists, and sank down suddenly, taking a horse stance.

Purple lines appeared on his body, wandering on his body like a dragon.

After the black arrow of death energy came into contact with the purple lines, it was quickly swallowed and digested, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The city lord looked horrified when he saw this scene.

The arrow of death energy was condensed by the energy of his death energy core, and its lethality was extremely overbearing, but this "tribe member" who had never seen it before actually withstood the damage of the arrow of death energy with his body, without being affected at all, and then rushed towards him again.

The city lord immediately outlined the trajectory of the magic again, and suddenly a thick fog of death energy swept forward, condensing into a barrier of death energy, which continued to solidify.

At this time, Gulu's fist hit the dead air barrier hard, and the dead air splashed.

While swinging his fists, Gulu's fists turned into fist shadows and hit the dead air barrier.

At this time, the city lord hiding behind put his hands on the dead air barrier, constantly squeezing the dead air core in his body to transmit energy to the dead air barrier.

In its eyes, the crazy attack of Gulu was like a hungry beast, and it was the prey being targeted. The blood-red eyes of the predator were clearly visible in its eyes through the dead air barrier, bringing an unimaginable sense of oppression.

Gulu's power continued to rise, even though his body was bearing the load brought by the continuous switching of his innate abilities.

The barrier in front of him was like a cage that trapped the old me.

He wanted to smash it with an absolutely crushing attitude.

"Kill!"

The power continued to rise, cracks appeared on Gulu's fists, and the dead air barrier suddenly shattered under the heavy punch. Gulu's figure broke through the black fog of dead air and grabbed the city lord's neck.

With his left hand, he struck out and broke the city lord's raised right arm with one punch, pressing it tightly against the rock wall.

"Your cage can't trap me."

Guru looked directly at the city lord with bloodshot eyes, but chose not to continue.

"Who are you...?"

The city lord's throat trembled, and he spoke with difficulty. He looked at Guru with fear in his eyes.

Guru did not answer this question. He grabbed the city lord's right arm with his left hand and broke the city lord's left arm that was secretly forming a seal.

"You can't die now. You need to die more meaningfully."

Guru carried the city lord and turned to walk out of the cave.

At this time, the battle outside the cave had also ended. More than a thousand companions were hunting the undead warriors who kept coming from afar to support.

When they saw Guru carrying the city lord out of the cave, everyone's eyes were full of enthusiasm.

Most of them had never seen Su Nian. Guru in their eyes was Su Nian in Guru's eyes.

He was their spiritual leader and their guide to the world of new order.

After walking out of the cave, Gulu stood still, switched his innate ability, and flew high into the sky under the support of telekinesis. Standing in

the sky, Gulu's eyes swept across the slave caves in the city, and swept across the figures of the shivering undead slaves lying at the entrance of the cave.

At this time, he raised the trembling city lord in his hand to his front, leaned forward and whispered in the ear of the city lord:

"Beg for mercy from me, and I will spare your life."

"Are you serious?!"

The city lord knew that Gulu was completely insulting himself by doing this, and wanted to make him lose face in front of the undead in the city.

But in the face of the pressure of death, even if there was a slight possibility of holding on to life, it didn't want to let it go.

When Gulu's right arm, which was pinching its neck, loosened, the city lord slowly spoke with fear:

"Please... don't kill me."

Looking at the city lord who could not hide the fear in his eyes and begged for safety in fear, Gulu raised his head and laughed wantonly, then lowered his head and looked directly at the city lord and said:

"Louder, I won't give you a second chance."

The city lord took a deep breath and said aggrievedly:

"Please... don't kill me!"

The city lord's voice resounded in the sky with the help of death. All the slaves who lowered their heads and dared not look directly at the sky raised their heads and looked up at the humble begging posture of the supreme god in their eyes.

At this moment, Gulu's right hand suddenly tightened.

"You promised me..."

"I broke my promise. You are more valuable when you die."

Gulu responded indifferently. At this time, his left arm went up and grabbed the city lord's shoulder, and his right arm suddenly exerted force to lift the city lord's head off.

The headless body of the city lord fell from the sky. Gulu held the city lord's head with his right hand, and stood proudly in the air, his eyes swept across the city and the trembling undead slaves.

He told the undead slaves in the city in a domineering way that the gods in your eyes are not immortal, and they will also be killed by stronger people.

This scene shocked all the undead slaves, and Gulu's figure was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

Below, more than a thousand fellow travelers raised their hands at this time and let out a deafening roar of venting.

The cage in the deepest part of their hearts was broken by their leader Gulu.

The hot blood burned and boiled in the chests of all the fellow travelers.

Gulu loosened his right hand at this time, letting the city lord's head fall straight down, and then clenched his fist and placed his hand on his left chest.

More than a thousand fellow travelers below, as well as the tens of thousands of slaves who did not follow, also stood up at this time, following the figure standing in the air to pay tribute to the dawn.

For the first time, the will of dawn was in the hands of aliens, in the field of non-humans, and fluttered in the wind.