"Gods are real, but what they care about is not us, but money. Only those with huge wealth can receive God's gifts by consecrating their wealth."
"They are not great beings, they are just strong men who have great power and like wealth and resources. We used to be too kind and thought that we could live a good life by cultivating fields, hunting and fishing, and being self-sufficient. .”
"But we were all wrong. The peace we thought was cowardice in the eyes of others. So even if we wanted to prove our bravery, it was because we were not ruthless enough and failed to give up everything to trade power from the hands of God, and we were reduced to This is the field.”
"And now, we're going to change everything!"
In the center surrounded by mountains, a clearing was shoveled out by manpower. A statue stood in the center, with a large number of figures standing around.
Next to the statue, there is a huge stone with a length, width and height of about three meters, with irregular protrusions on the surface that looks like it has been calcined at high temperatures.
The people around listened to the tall figure in the center telling their pain, and their faces showed empathetic expressions of resentment and grief.
But just as everyone was listening to this man's voice and looking forward to what would happen next, they heard a sharp whistle coming from the entrance. Suddenly the expressions of the people in the valley changed.
"No, maybe those people discovered us!"
"Our enemies are coming, don't worry so much, make sacrifices quickly and get strength!"
"We won't lose to those despicable people this time!"
"eye for eye!"
Chaotic sounds suddenly sounded, and among the chaotic sounds, several louder voices suddenly sounded, suppressing these noises.
"Shut up!"
"Everyone calm down!"
"Listen to the leader!"
The leaders around the different groups spoke and quickly suppressed the chaos. After everyone calmed down, they turned their attention to the person in the center again.
The piercing whistle sounded closer and closer, and the anxiety in many people's hearts was reflected on their faces.
Facing the questioning faces of everyone, the person next to the statue was about to speak.
A gust of wind, like a sharp knife, passed through everyone.
Whoosh!
This gust of wind stopped behind the crowd. People vaguely saw a figure appearing among them. But before they could take a closer look, the wind that the figure turned into continued to blow towards the back.
Before the people in front felt that they were being invaded, they saw another figure standing next to the person they were paying attention to.
Standing next to the statue of the god were people wearing suits that were clearly different in style from the villages and settlements nearby them, but also different from their nearby enemies.
Wang Xing looked at the small statue in front of him with a shocked expression. The statue as a whole was not very exquisite. Not to mention the various armors on the body, even the most important facial expressions were carved very vaguely and roughly.
But Wang Xing still saw from the familiar shape that the prototype of this statue was none other than the God of Destruction!
"Deep World, God of Destruction..."
Wang Xing didn't know the connection between the two, but it felt like there was a strange voice in his ears, guiding him to touch the statue in front of him.
Wang Xing didn't hesitate at all. When the people around him were wary of attacking him, he put down his sword and reached out to touch the statue of the God of Destruction.
"Let go of your hands!"
When the person next to him was about to punch Wang Xing away, Wang Xing's hand also touched the statue of the God of Destruction.
Suddenly, a strong aura was suddenly released from the statue of the God of Destruction.
The cascading waves were suddenly released in the form of air currents. Withstanding the impact of the airflow, the people next to Wang Xing were instantly knocked backwards and flew away.
Not only him, but the other people around him who rushed out with the airflow were also hit and flew backwards one by one when they came into contact with the airflow.
The terrifying shock wave was released instantly, and the people around him were closer to the core, and the impact they received became more intense. They fell and fell into a heap, making various cries of pain.
The only person who was not affected was Wang Xing.
He closed his eyes at this time and was even more surprised to feel many familiar feelings from the statue of the God of Destruction.
The interface that is almost identical to the adventure space interface clearly appears in Wang Xing's senses.
At this time, the rough statue of the God of Destruction in front of Wang Xing, like a terminal device, released a circle of positions, covering the surrounding valley. And Wang Xing can spend various resources to build the surrounding area.
He can build walls and shields around the edge of his position to prevent other enemies from detecting his location. Various buildings can also be built in it, allowing ordinary people to learn various skills instantly and quickly improve their unparalleled power...
Huge and complicated functions appeared all at once. Wang Xing's unparalleled power was powerful enough. He would not feel dizzy when being hit by a large number of memories like an ordinary person before, and it would take him a long time to react.
At this time, he quickly came to a conclusion after taking in all the memories.
"The Statue of the God of Destruction is a small adventure space in a small world. I can build some buildings around it, develop masters of different strengths, and let them fight for me!"
After the statue of the God of Destruction established a connection with himself, Wang Xing discovered that his own adventure space interface, which he thought would not appear, was gradually connected to him.
It is true that he cannot resurrect people in this deep space, but he can teleport helpers from his own adventure space.
The fragments he currently has on hand can transport twelve helpers of no more than twelve levels. The upper limit of each fragment is twelve levels, but recruiting weaker sixth-level and first-level helpers still costs one fragment.
"It turns out that the previous adventures in the Little Thousand World were not some unspeakable secrets and secrets, but were waiting for me here! There is not much to say, but it is just about not wasting more resources, so the helpers who appeared were the twelfth-level ones."
Wang Xing suddenly realized that he had thought too much before.
At the same time, ten fragments found by the strong man, plus two fragments obtained by killing the team that surrounded and suppressed him, were all used by Wang Xing.
Suddenly, when the people around him reacted and wanted to stand up and surround Wang Xing, lights flashed around Wang Xing.
As the light suddenly spread out of the egg shape, expanded to a certain height and width, and then shattered, one after another figures appeared in the center.
Everyone is old faces and old tools. After Shilong, Xiaolou and others appeared, they understood everything instantly. They all knelt on the ground holding their weapons and shouted in unison.
"King Wu!"
Martial King is the highest title for a force in the Martial God Realm. Most of them are from the Martial God Realm, or are unparalleled. They may have different thoughts and martial arts skills, but they are all the same in this regard.
