Acceptance of the Heavens Begins with the Devil Fruit Tree

　　 Wasteland, Little Rock City, when Luye Town was caught in disturbances, it still seemed very peaceful.

　　 The sun is rising as usual today, but the north wind is whistling and it is a bit cold.

　　 "Emm, I want to eat meat."

　　 At the market, a little barbarian looked at the **** red meat on the street and suddenly became greedy and couldn't help taking a sip of water.

　　 "Eat meat? What kind of meat? Go back and cook black fruit for you."

　　 As for the child's request, the female barbarian refused without hesitation. The man has not returned from hunting, and the family is not rich, but during this time he has to save some time.

"slim Shady·······"

　　Perhaps the meat is too fragrant, even after being reprimanded, the little barbarian is still reluctant to give up easily, grabbing the female barbarian's left hand, and stopping where he is.

　　 Happiness, the female barbarian is also a hot temper. She doesn't condone the behavior of the little barbarian at all. It comes up with two big mouths, and the little barbarian crying.

　　 "Crying, crying, crying, you know crying, you really lost my face."

Seeing the appearance of the little barbarian, the female barbarian not only did not feel soft, but became more angry in her heart. She got rid of the entanglement of the little barbarian and walked straight forward. In the culture of the barbarian, whether adults or children, men or women , Crying is a shameful behavior, a performance of weakness and incompetence.

The crying gradually subsided, watching Eminem's back, the little barbarian stepped on his two short legs and immediately chased him up. Seeing this scene, the lively barbarians did not pay attention to it anymore, but in the next moment , A sad scream came out.

"delicious."

　　 The voice of swallowing sounded, and after catching up with the female barbarian, the little barbarian grabbed the female barbarian's left hand and bit down fiercely.

　　 At this moment, the little barbarian's teeth seemed extremely sharp, and he easily tore a piece of blood from the female barbarian's arm, dripping with blood.

Ah, the flesh of the arm was torn, and it hurt suddenly. The female barbarian instinctively wanted to throw the little barbarian out, but the strange thing is that the little barbarian's hands are extremely powerful, and she firmly grasped her arm, life and death. Hold on.

Seeing such a scene, the barbarians who had already dispersed immediately surrounded themselves, but at this time there were more screams in the market, one after another, and soon this lively market evolved. Become a hotbed of fear.

　　Stone Tower, the second highest point of this small stone city, standing on the stone tower, watching the city gradually shrouded in fear, the corner of the viper's mouth outlines a beautiful arc.

　　 "The show has begun."

　　 After four months of layout, the poisonous snake finally spilled the black light virus into the entire barbarian's living area, even in order to prevent loopholes, even the water flowing poisonous snakes on the wasteland were not let go.

　　 The black light virus is in a dormant state. When it is not awakened, even if it has been infected, the barbarians will not feel any strangeness, and when they find that something is wrong, everything is too late.

　　 The disaster broke out, and in just one day, a full 70% of the barbarians were infected by the black light virus and turned into demonic zombies.

Although the initial form of black light virus infection ability is good, the physical quality of the extraordinary is far stronger than ordinary people, and the resistance to the virus is not low, so although the number of 70% is scary, most of them are just ordinary people, extraordinary. The number of people is not large.

However, the black light virus is not a dead thing. Its real horror lies in its abnormality. As time goes by, the black light virus carried in the dead bodies will become more and more weird. At that time, even the extraordinary will not be able to escape. Over the black light virus infection.

　　 Divine Realm, the abode of barbaric gods, the original sacred place became a gloomy ghost in just one day.

The Kuroshio flooded the divine realm, and the unwilling wailing reverberated. Faith in success and belief in failure. With the help of the power of faith, Barbarians built this vast divine realm as their residence, but now a large number of believers have been blacked out. Virus infection, at the moment when they became zombies and their sanity was destroyed, their despair, their fear, and their unwillingness all followed the power of faith and came to the side of the gods.

　　 "Damn, what the **** is going on, why, why is this happening."

　　 In the depths of God's Realm, the figure of a savage **** appeared, and the strange black mud polluted his face, and even completely melted his lower body. At this time, he was no longer sacred, but recklessly exuding uncertainty.

　　 The holy city, the largest stone city in the wasteland, is also the royal city of the barbarian kingdom. It has the largest number of barbarians and the most barbaric supernatural beings.

After the disaster broke out, under the leadership of the barbarian king, relying on his strong personal strength and a large number of extraordinary people, it took a day to take the survivors to open up a palace centered on the barbarian king. The safe zone temporarily stabilized the situation.

　　 At this time, in the palace, the temple of the ancestors, the king of barbarians and his barbarians all knelt in the hall and prayed to the ancestor god, hoping that the ancestor **** could send down the oracle to guide them through the disaster.

"The ancestral **** Adlibek, you are the creator of the barbarians, the ancestral **** Adlibek, you are the guardian of the kingdom, and the ancestral **** Adlibek you are the master of power. Here, your descendant, Alesan Dro sincerely prays to you, hoping that you can descend into the realm of God and bless the tribesmen through the difficulties."

　　 The solemn voice echoed in the solemn ancestral temple, Alessandro prayed sincerely, and other barbarians also leaned down at this moment, touched the ground with their foreheads, and issued the most sincere prayers deep in their hearts.

　　 The prayer is over, it seems that some information has been received, Alessandro's original solemn expression is a lot more relaxed, and the whole person exudes a kind of high-spirited force.

"Dear children and grandchildren of the ancestors, I have just received the oracle of the ancestors. This time the disaster was caused by the invasion of foreign demons. Now that the ancestors have found the traces of the demons, we only need to persevere and wait until the ancestors eradicate the demons. This time The disaster will pass naturally."

　　 There is a loud voice~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At this moment, Alessandro puffed up his chest, and his words were full of confidence, as if the disaster would really be over soon.

Hearing such words, many barbarians in the Ancestral Temple breathed a sigh of relief, and there were even smiles on their faces. Although it had only been a day, the fear it brought to them was huge. Fortunately, Now that they have received the decree from the ancestor god, all suffering will eventually pass.

　　 As for saying that the ancestor gods will fail, it is impossible. The strength of the ancestor gods is an indelible mark imprinted in their lives.

After the ceremony, the barbarians in the Ancestral Temple returned to their positions and guarded the safe area closely. At the same time, the oracles of the Ancestral God spread among the barbarians, which was originally turbulent and disturbed. The heart of the people settled down immediately.

　　 Ancestral Temple, when the other barbarians left, Alessandro stayed here alone, still praying.

　　The beast oil candle with the thickness of the arm was burning quietly, and the dim light shone on Alessandro's body, making his face look a little uncertain.

　　 "Ancestral God, did you really abandon your people?"

　　 The low muttering echoed in the empty hall, and Alessandro's words contained a kind of powerlessness and fear.

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