I'm Really A Newcomer

"If you receive orders from Heaven, you will live a long and prosperous life."

The beauty faded away, and Jiang Mian's beautiful facial features became clearly visible, and his fiery golden eyes were like brilliant sparks of fire in the dust and shadows.

Amidst the gorgeous fireworks, you can vaguely see mountains of corpses, seas of blood and mourning victims everywhere.

The air is filled with the strong smell of blood, the smell of reunion after a long absence.

Jiang Mian narrowed his eyes and stared at the bronze sky full of rust marks. The red dragon was showing its power above the ruins of the mountains with its teeth and claws.

"How dare you, beast, be above me?"

Jiang Mian is as beautiful as a god.

The world responded.

The red dragon, who was about to die in an instant, fell like a meteor.

The fallen body of the sub-dragon species exploded violently in front of Jiang Mian, and a heat wave like a landslide and cracking ground swept across the ruins. Flesh and blood flew across the noise and flash, but Jiang Mian remained motionless in the center of the explosion.

The strong wind rushed towards him, and the eternal blue in the corner of Jiang Mian's eyes became colder and colder.

Jiang Mian lightly jumped onto the red dragon's body. He tapped his toes, and ripples spread out. In an instant, only a huge white skeleton was left under Jiang Mian's feet.

Jiang Mian majestically looked down at the apostle who was in panic all day long.

The unrecognizable Twenty-Three was lifted up by Jiang Mian. After the explosion, he had lost his human form and almost turned into coke.

"Forget it." Jiang Mian said compassionately.

Twenty-three's bones were peeled off root by root, and he ended his endless pain and slept in the dust.

"Who...are you..." The apostle tremblingly raised the fragments of the stone tablet, and millions of wild ghosts slowly approached Jiang Mian on the skeleton.

"I am the world."

The heart buried deep in ashes returned to Jiang Mian's chest with shining brilliance. At this moment, his and Zhu Di's souls gradually overlapped.

Jiang Mian did not turn into a soul body and appear in front of the computer screen.

He personally felt the spring dew and autumn frost of Emperor Yongle.

Then he reached out and grasped the imperial power within reach.

"Kneel down." Jiang Mian said without any doubt. No creature in the world dared to disobey this supreme oracle.

The remaining twenty-three apostles knelt and kowtowed uncontrollably almost instantly, and the so-called "favor of the Lord" they had received dissipated in the apocalyptic mountains.

The mysterious stone tablet in the hands of the apostles fell into the mud and still resounded with ancient bells. Strange symbols appeared on the brows of the apostles like those wild ghosts. Their faces began to distort, and disgusting mucus oozed from the skin and mucous membranes. , the apostles also became one of the millions of wild ghosts.

Millions of wild ghosts were confused under Jiang Mian's supreme majesty. They were unaware of the terrifying pressure and began to build structures and climb up the red dragon's skeleton.

"It turned out to be a group of dead creatures." Jiang Mian sighed.

He stretched out his right hand and tore open the blood-stained curtain with his own hands.

The dense white bones of the red dragon on the soles of Jiang Mian's feet began to reorganize, and the essence of the bones condensed in a regular manner, finally becoming a majestic bone horse.

"The sun and moon will always be there." Jiang Mian said softly.

Golden fish scale armor engraved with dragon patterns covered Jiang Mian's body, and the shoulder armor was a lifelike dragon head.

Countless pieces of meat from the ruins of the mountains flew into the air under Jiang Mian's command.

They were washed away by the essence of the sun and moon.

In the bronze world, these pieces of flesh reshaped the human body, and the immortal souls of the soldiers who massacred thousands of years ago reattached themselves to this new carrier from across eternity.

On the land where the mountains had been destroyed by the disaster, millions of soldiers in armor appeared from the sky, staring covetously behind Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian jumped onto the bone horse and put the gorgeous helmet in his arms on his head solemnly. The feathers on the top of the helmet were swaying with the strong wind.

"Soldiers! Hold your spears and swords high! Charge with me!"

"I will fight to the death!"

The two long spears on the ground made of blue and sub-keel bones were held tightly in Jiang Mian's hands.

Jiang Mian Yujia personally marched.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Millions of soldiers roared as they fought with wild ghosts all over the mountains and plains in heaven and earth.

"From now on - it's easy to attack and defend." Jiang Mian said softly as he thrust the spear in his hand into the chest of the first apostle.

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Celine.

The flowers on the other side bloomed, and countless wild ghosts fell.

Ye Zi could no longer count how many people he had killed, and all life in Celin City was in ruins.

Once a person loses his respect for life, is he still a human being?

Ye Zi doesn't know.

He passed through rows of tall buildings, and scarlet blood flowed down from the gaps in the glass curtain wall.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the criss-crossing streets, and the blood stains on the streets have long dried up.

The city's wells were blocked by the broken limbs of wild ghosts, and the entire Celine's underground pipelines were submerged in the cold sea of ​​blood.

Under the obstruction of the wild ghost, Ye Zi finally came to the place where the bell was.

Behind many barriers, in front of Ye Zi is a magnificent cathedral.

The center of the church is a magnificent and huge stone monument.

It is better to say that it is a stone tablet than a meteorite.

Because this stone monument seems to have fallen from the sky and is embedded deeply into the ground at a 45-degree angle.

The stone tablet is engraved with mysterious and strange runes.

The carvings of these runes seemed to be of miraculous craftsmanship. Ye Zi stretched out his hand to touch them, but the energy contained in them could actually scratch his ninth-level body.

The other side of the leaf release gradually enveloped the entire church.

But the wild ghosts still climbed up without mercy, even if they were touched, they would die.

The surface of the church was once again stained with a layer of scarlet blood.

Countless corpses filled the door and dome.

Evening light could no longer enter the church.

There were more and more corpses outside the church, and Ye Zi gradually couldn't hear the movement outside.

The world suddenly became so quiet that it was a little scary.

In the empty space, Ye Zi seemed to hear the miserable roars of thousands of ghosts under the Nine Springs.

His state of mind was finally broken after slaughtering a quarter of Celine City.

Only the leaves and the stone monument were left in the darkness.

And Ye Zi finally saw the color of the runes on the stone tablet, which looked like a mixture of pink, purple and blue.

Ye Zi indulged in this dream, and the stone tablet exuded a gentle halo that soothed Ye Zi's broken heart.

Suddenly Ye Zi's mechanical arm emitted a faint light. This arm was fused with the dragon crystal fragment originally held by Apostle Zero.

The dragon crystal fragments gradually detached from the metal surface, and at the same time, the first row of runes on the stone tablet glowed brightly.

Ye Zi's body was surrounded by this warm light, as if he was being caressed by a god.

He gradually rose into the sky in the light.

The whole church seemed like a sacrificial scene, and Ye Zi accepted the baptism of the Lord without any precautions.

As the sacrifice progressed, a purple rune appeared between his eyebrows.

Suddenly, there was a sound of piercing the sky outside the church. The piles of corpses on the top of the church were suddenly swept away by someone, and the orange glow poured down on the ground of the church.

Ye Zi suddenly came back to his senses, and the runes that could be formed in just a moment were completely shattered.

He landed heavily on the ground, and Ye Zi returned to reality.

He looked up.

On top of the dome is a woman holding a huge scythe.

The woman is not very beautiful, but the magnificent blue in her eyes makes even the dream on this stone tablet seem a bit eclipsed.