But what's more, it's an energy I've never felt before.

It seems like a new ethnic group born from the chaos of the world.

But how could the newly born group of creatures be so powerful?

It's obviously impossible.

Doubts filled my heart, but I couldn't slow down as I entered the conference room.

Zhulong and Jiang Xiaoyu followed him with their brows furrowed.

The huge conference room was dark with no lights on, and a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow hit my face, as if it went straight from the soles of my feet to the heavenly spirit.

The range of vision seems to be blocked by infinite power, and it is hazy. You can vaguely see the swaying dark blue shadow, with surging grimaces, teeth and claws, and is hideous and terrifying.

Of course, this is not what the ancient evil creatures can do. A half-step master is only a half-step master after all. How can it face the existence of a transcendent master?

You don't need to think about it to know that it must be Tzeentch's credit.

Jiang Heng didn't pay attention to this. After entering the conference room, he cast his eyes on the shadow sitting on the main seat. Just as he was about to speak and seize the opportunity, he noticed the trembling chubby figure in the corner from the corner of his eye. , I just feel very familiar.

But before he could ask, a hoarse and low beast-like roar echoed in the conference room, resounding like the soul sound of the Nine Nether Hell calling for life.

"Humble human ants, you are living in the wild land of Blue Star 743. You do not appreciate the blessings bestowed upon you by the existence of our gods. Instead, you raise your troops to fight against us. Now that you have offended the supreme gods, they will judge you and impose endless punishments on you. Waiting for the existence of pigs, dogs, and ants to know the sin?!

At the end of the sentence, he was roaring at the top of his lungs, with a hint of strength in his voice, as if he wanted to break down Jiang Heng's inner defenses.

It's a pity that, let alone it, even if they were added together and the four gods of chaos came together in person, there would be no way they could shake Jiang Heng's heart even a little bit.

From the beginning to the end, we have unswervingly protected the hundreds of millions of people on Blue Star, and won for them the absolute right to speak in the chaos of the world!

Humanity will never be slaves!

This is Jiang Heng’s firm belief.

Looking at the pretentious and swaying shadow in front of him, Jiang Heng didn't even bother to make an expression: "Don't try to use Chaos God Killer to suppress me, even if they come in person, I won't be afraid.

Don't say it, really don't say it. After being sealed for a long time, I suddenly heard that someone dared to blaspheme the four gods of chaos. Judging from the appearance, he must have been used to it. He had done it more than once. The ancient evil creature really wanted to fight with Jiang. Heng cooperates and conspires to create chaos in the world.

Jiang Heng is strong or not.

Faced directly with each other, they can keenly feel that they are the humble ants.

However, thinking of the intertwined cooperation with Tzeentch, I had to continue.

Running is only a last resort.

After coming back to his senses, the ancient evil creature headed by him, the Devourer who claimed to be able to devour all heavens and realms at the beginning of the world's chaos, smiled coldly, and was about to say something, but Jiang Heng, who was already a little impatient, did not respond. It's chance.

The ghostly figure disappeared in a flash, leaving everyone with a blur in front of their eyes.

Already standing in front of Shisha was a man who was surrounded by azure light and was as beautiful as a god.

His eyes were as bright as stars, devoid of any emotion, plain and indifferent. Looking at Shisha was like looking at a dead person. The slightly raised hand seemed to be carrying the force of thunder. In an instant, it had already grabbed Shisha's neck, unable to move. With a slight exertion, the shadow of death suddenly loomed over my heart.

There were indifferent words in my ears: "Tell me, which god of chaos sent you here?"

The other ancient evil creatures saw this scene before they had time to react.

About to take action.

Seeing Jiang Heng's emotionless eyes sweeping past him, the coldness of the twelfth lunar month in winter suddenly hit his heart. He didn't dare to make any move, and cowered in place in fear.

He cursed Tzeentch crazily in his heart: Is this the human ant you Nana said?

Although they were mentally prepared, it was definitely not easy to force Tzeentch to liberate their people, but they did not expect to be so powerful.

Simply outrageous!

Shisha swallowed, moved his mouth, and wanted to say something, but his neck was stuck by someone, and his words were unclear.

Fortunately, Jiang Heng didn't really want to kill it.

At least it won't die until the whole story is figured out.

The strength is slightly loose.

Shisha suddenly coughed violently, and after a while, he finally felt better. He raised his head and looked at Jiang Heng's indifferent eyes. His heart skipped a beat, but his mouth remained strong: "Humble...Blue Star Human Race, don't you think... Aren’t you afraid that our supreme Lord Tzeentch will punish you for blaspheming God?”

Jiang Heng: “…..”

I really wonder if all the creatures in the world are mentally ill?

Not to mention the creatures in the camp under Khorne, if you fool them casually, they will soon transfer their wealth to him.

Slaanesh is okay, that is, he controls a group of ordinary creatures, and thinks that his appearance is charming and gorgeous, but in fact... it is indeed the case.

But if you have such confidence in front of Jiang Heng, there is something wrong with your brain.

Forget it Nurgle.

Those are not living beings, they are all his beloved sons. It can be said that he is happy to be his father every day.

And the guy in front of me, who made it clear before, but still asks questions now, is not only a bad brain, but also a deaf ear.

In short, tired.

I'm just so tired.

Jiang Heng sighed slightly, and immediately felt that he was timid, and was about to say something soft to him, so he immediately raised his head and raised his chest, posing "No matter what, I have to be arrogant."

I forgive too quickly, and I always feel like I'm being cowardly.

But what he never expected was the next moment.

"Snapped----!"

The crisp sound echoed melodiously in the conference room.

Shisha, who was holding his cheek, stared wide-eyed and looked at Jiang Heng in disbelief, who threw away his hand and Shi Shiran took it back, and said nonchalantly: "You...you dare to hit me?"

"I represent the will of the supreme God and exercise God's orders, just like the existence of a divine envoy."

"VR..."

"How dare you hit me?" Before he could say the words "How dare you hit me", Jiang Heng raised his hand again, and he was so frightened that he immediately fell silent.

Seeing this, Jiang Heng rolled his eyes and said, "You're such a bitch. I'm talking to you so hard, but you really can't understand me, right?"

The more he talked, the angrier he became, and the more angrily he became, the more annoyed he became. Now that he was tired, he naturally wanted to vent his anger.

Faced with Huisha's eyes that looked from ignorance to aggrievedness and resentment, Jiang Heng magnanimously only gave it three, four, five... more than a dozen slaps, and the energy that gathered in his chest finally calmed down.

This atrocity also immediately shocked the other ancient evil creatures to the point where they did not dare to move.

The initial amusement in his eyes had turned into fear.

Afraid that he will be the next person to be abused... a living being.

Unexpectedly, Shishazhen, who was covering half of his face, only had half of his face left. .

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