Wu Wen smiled and answered kindly: "No!"
"very good!"
The golden-winged Roc smiled coldly: "You are the first!"
After saying that.
He cried out, "Kill!"
The next moment, several powerful auras rose into the air from the demonic tide.
All the bird monsters flying in the sky regard the Golden-winged Roc as their leader, and quite a few of them followed the Golden-winged Roc this time.
They didn't expect that they were so lucky to pick the softest persimmon.
This city.
It will definitely be conquered.
At the command of the Golden-Winged Roc, all the demon kings rushed towards Wu Wen.
Once they get rid of this saint, no one will be able to stop them from occupying the majestic city before them.
They also wanted to see how vulnerable the so-called human saints were.
The Golden-Winged Roc has no intention of fighting alone?
To him, only the strong are worthy of fighting him in a duel.
The old human in front of him was obviously not a strong man.
Since it doesn't count, then you deserve to be slaughtered by him!
Massacre, what is the point of talking about integrity?
Maybe in the eyes of human beings, this old man is a strong man, a saint.
But in the eyes of the Golden-Winged Roc, Wu Wen was no different from food. After all, he had hunted demon kings before.
However.
He did not see fear in Wu Wen's eyes, not even a hint of panic.
This old human being, who didn't look like a strong man at all, just smiled faintly.
The lips moved slightly.
Spit out two words.
"Non-attack!"
The next moment, all the strangely dressed and unarmed people on the city wall chanted together.
"Non-attack!"
Golden-winged Dapeng: “???”
Is there something wrong with these people's brains?
We're fighting a war right now. It's fine if you don't have weapons, but why are you howling?
Win by talking?
But the next moment, he felt something was wrong.
Because the murderous rage in his chest just now seemed to... dissipate?
The figure that was breaking through the air stopped out of nowhere.
The siege formation formed by a demon saint and several demon kings was strangely terminated!
Not just them.
The huge demon army on the ground stopped charging. The flying troops also suddenly turned around and flew high into the sky.
Even the human archers and gunners on the city walls stopped attacking at the same time.
The battlefield where the sounds of killing just now broke out.
It's so quiet now that you can hear a pin drop.
Wu asked: "..."
Golden-winged Dapeng: “???”
The two of them were speechless.
The atmosphere was very subtle.
The Golden-Winged Peng was stunned. He glanced at the battlefield with his wise eyes and found that there seemed to be subtle distortions around those unarmed people in strange clothes.
But this distortion is not light or space, but something that cannot be described.
This distortion connected into one, covering the entire battlefield.
He was so angry that he felt a little suffocated: "What kind of magic did you use?"
"I am a human."
Wu Wen rubbed his head and asked, "How can this be the magic of your demon race?"
The Golden Winged Dapeng was very annoyed: "I mean, what kind of magic are you using, and why is the effect so weird?"
"It's not magic, it's truth!"
"What's the reason?"
"War only plunders resources from one side to the other, but it does not produce resources. Instead, it causes considerable losses to both sides. In this case, why do we still have to fight?"
“…”
The Golden-Winged Peng was stunned for a moment, and felt that what he said made a lot of sense. Since war would only cause losses, why should we fight?
wrong!
He is farting!
War will cause losses overall, but as long as I gain the advantage, that's enough!
Why should I think about such stupid questions?
He shouted angrily: "Take this thing away, or I will kill you!"
Wu Wen made a gesture of invitation: "No! Then please come in!"
Golden-winged Dapeng: “…”
He is very angry.
I also want to kill the person in front of me.
But the emotions are somewhat fragmented and incoherent.
He tried hard to generate murderous intent in his heart, but it just didn't come to his mind.
Why can't I have the urge to kill?
Weird!
It's so weird.
The golden-winged Peng glared at Wu Wen.
Wu Wen also looked at him: "Sir, how about withdrawing the troops?"
The Golden Winged Peng said angrily: "No retreat!"
"oh……"
Wu Wen nodded, flew back to the city wall, and set up a table.
He smiled and waved to the Golden Winged Dapeng: "Sir! If you want to understand this principle, I can explain it to you!"
Golden-winged Dapeng: “…”
hateful!
What kind of mind control is this?
Why do I objectively want to kill him, but can't generate the subjective killing intent?
The Golden-Winged Dapeng was devastated, because in just a moment, he had tried all the secret methods to break the mind control, but to no avail.
He felt a little regretful because the Red-butted Monkey had told him not to underestimate the human saints, but he didn't listen.
It hurts!
Horse monkey!
On the city wall.
Wu Wen breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the human saints were not completely without advantages over the demon saints with superior combat power. At least the human saints were truly in line with the rules. They were actually part of the rules. Even if the demon saints were stronger, they could not achieve this.
When he became a saint, he did so by relying on his own understanding of the Mohist realm. The starting point of his understanding was the Mohist earth-level magic non-offensive realm.
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