Vol 2 Chapter 3708: Self-cultivation of the savior in the new era

Footsteps?
The old group looked subconsciously in the direction of the voice, but they suddenly thought that this was impossible.
I remember Akara told them that although the Holy See has been docked in the stronghold, it is still in a state of ready preparation that is suspended from the ground and can be started at any time.
The tremor on the ground could not be transmitted to the Holy See.
Then this trembling throb is...
The tremor of air?
Or the tremor of the mind?
Or is the whole world trembling?
In the face of unknown oppression, the elderly group with superhuman wisdom was also lost in confusion, unable to accurately determine where this tremor came from. They only felt that they seemed to be chicks in the tree hole, and at this moment, A huge brown bear is slowly approaching.
The rough breath of the giant beast, heavy footsteps, violent breath, as if the surrounding air was burning, filled with the smell of killing, so that this group of fledglings that didn't even grow hair felt deeply shocked and frightened. In the eyes, the narrow tree hole is the whole world, and a slap of the brown bear can cover their sky.
As the tremor gradually approached, there was a faint outline in the gray-brown distance. The imagination in my mind seemed to come true. It was a behemoth that was better than the Holy See underneath my feet. Every time I took a step closer, the whole field of vision It will shake violently once, those strangely shaped, sharp and gritty distant mountains, in front of this silhouette, the sharp corners seem to be smoothed out instantly, docile like a sheep, crawling on the ground, appearing shorter Humble, set off against the overwhelming silhouette, taller.
It seems that its appearance will hold the gray, indistinguishable out of it, and the boundary between heaven and earth is its head and feet.
The weak feeling of the young bird in the tree hole felt more and more intense, the air was burning, the old group clearly saw their bodies in the heat, the destruction of an inch, and turned into ashes. When they were their age, they were "dead". The most taboo word, but at this moment, they looked at themselves ashes, but their hearts were exceptionally calm.
Fear and taboo of death are firmly suppressed by another extraordinary sentiment, or forcedly suppressed, a strong will, ignoring their wishes and feelings, directly penetrates the brain, and the emotion of fear has not yet occurred. Is already homeless.
The reincarnation of life and death is like the movement of the seasons and the duties of heaven and earth. It should have been so. For a moment, their thoughts and souls seemed to be separated from the flesh and reached an unprecedented height. Overlooking the world, their eyes seemed to touch that long. The long fate.
After returning to God, the detached feeling has disappeared without a trace, leaving melancholy, and...
The behemoth that has come near.
It was such a huge puppet bear, although it wasn't the first time I saw it...No, it was really the first time I was so big.
Even if I played a broken void in Rogge camp at that time, the size at that time was far less than the size in front of me. What does this mean? Could it be that the strength has increased a lot in this short time?
The elders held their breaths and opened their mouths as if they were swimming away from the water. The air around them felt solidified. Even if they tried their best, they could not breathe. Every inch of space within ten miles of the square seems to have been in front of them. The momentum of the huge puppet bear is flooded.
Behind it, closely followed by a group of [little ants], the largest in size, but like a little mouse at the foot of a puppet bear.
If the existence of the puppet bear is wiped out from this picture, only the group of [little ants] remains, and the elder group perceives their moment, and they are already desperate.
This is a huge army of monsters, exuding a powerful atmosphere like mountains and rivers. It is clearly a disaster-level monster siege. Under the impact of these monster torrents, Vatican Mountain can't last for five minutes.
However, there are more ragdoll bears in the picture, and the monster army is still the monster army. There is no change, but the psychology of the old group is completely different.
Humble, small and funny.
What a pitiful little ant, maybe the puppet bear slips on one foot and can be trampled to half.
Look at their humble posture, follow the puppet bear, bend over, and crawl on the ground, and then look at their awe-inspiring, terrified eyes. The old group absolutely believes that if the puppet bear returns at this time Too much to kill them one by one, sure that no monster will resist, or even run away.
Absolute surrender, absolute rule.
It turns out so.
The old group suddenly realized that they had made them mentally confused, and even produced "Maybe humans are also a hell, so they can be accepted by such a huge monster army", "Maybe the Holy Mountain has betrayed and joined the power of "This illusion is also unwilling to accept, or to say, an incomprehensible reality.
Why is the army of millions of hell, far more powerful than the Alliance, attached to a small Holy Mountain under the alliance? This is unreasonable. It is impossible to explain even if you subvert the three views through the history and common sense.
However, when they saw the puppet bear and a group of pug-like monsters behind it, this stubborn cognition that could not be reversed even if they admitted that they were mentally ill, they were so easily convinced and suddenly bright.
It turned out that this is the four-wing powerhouse.
The four-winged powerhouse can do whatever it wants.
The so-called army of millions of monsters is so humble in front of the four-winged powerhouse.
It turns out that the Alliance really already has a million-monster army... No, more important than that, it has the four-winged strong!
The things that have been known for a long time, but only when you really see and violently shake your heart, can you have a correct understanding. Recognizing how strong the four wings are, it is not what they thought before. The gap between them is so strong.
Otherwise, it will not become a rift between the Silver Age and the Bronze Age.
It turned out that these monsters are really their own people.
And it seems that this savior master brought more monsters this time.
Gradually, a relief smile appeared on the face of the old man group, the original worries and confusion, at this time swept away.
Perhaps the best time is really coming.
Perhaps, the distance is not far away. Maybe I can live to that time and witness the history with my own eyes. What could be more important than this?
In a blink of an eye, the huge puppet bear that made the mountains yield also disappeared out of thin air.
There is one more person on the bow. The black cloak is unremarkable. The appearance and temperament are unremarkable. It perfectly explains the attributes of passers-by.
"Yo, all the patriarchs have come to visit us, and there is a distance to welcome." With these white-bearded old men and grandma's eyes squinting for a few seconds, I waved and lively, wanting to revitalize the atmosphere of silence at the scene.
But it seems that the effect is not so good. Sure enough, it still needs to be more serious. Does the look with the murderous power of the strong?
"Cough, dear Wu, don't blame us for not coming here, it's already the best greet." Akara coughed and finally awakened the elderly group around him.
They have been looking at it just a moment ago, linking the plain face in front of them with the image of the ruined field just now.
It turned out that the two were not so difficult to combine.
The original inherent cognition made them think that mortals and heroes are out of tune. As heroes, they will definitely have a different aspect and they can be distinguished from ordinary people at a glance.
After seeing this face and feeling two different temperaments personally, they discovered that the original hero can be so ordinary.
No, it is not that his own perception is wrong. Perhaps, this is what makes him different from ordinary people and even other heroes.
There is no sense of distance that can only be looked up from above, and the terrible momentum that cannot be completely eliminated without trying hard to cover up. Even the simplest mind and the most keen instinct children can easily approach, where the smell of the wind rises. Under the cloak, hide and seek.
Even in the form of a puppet bear, it can be transformed into a camp mascot.
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The image of the original shriveled and violent became full in an instant.
Speaking of this, Akara blamed him, protecting him as a treasure, so that these patriarchs would not dare to have direct contact with them, even the closely related Edwards, fearing that they might cause misunderstandings in the alliance.
Observation from afar, and the portrayal of language, cannot support such a seemingly contradictory but extremely distinctive savior.
That's right, his greatest feature is that there is no feature. Who can imagine it out of thin air?
Akala coughed and interrupted the self-awareness of these patriarchs. They are so old that they can learn new knowledge.
At this time, one by one, they all expressed respectfully and did not dare. They should be greeted by themselves.
Although there is already an imposing passerby savior in front of him, the witty old group will no longer be blinded by the harmless externality of his humans and animals, omitting all prefixes, what is in front of him is like a fake replacement, a fake pay ten. The strongest in the alliance, the princes of all hundred people, the only savior on the mainland.
Ordinary people might, but they will never.
So ordinary people can get together with the savior, hook shoulder to shoulder, laugh and scold, but these patriarchs can never.
With the huge body, the rainbow-like puppet bear disappeared, the atmosphere was soothing, and the blossoming ripples bloomed, the old group was shocked to recover, it turned out that they were no longer the only protagonist on the deck, with the true master returning, With this as the center, more and more people are gathering here.
The feeling was like the blood and energy of the whole body, which naturally rushed towards the heart and converged. The heart of the Holy See, the main heart, he came back.
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