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Cheng Han already understood that the alien god, wielding the power of divine awakening, was spreading bizarre dreams everywhere with the purpose of—awakening the bloodline of the latent Satyr people.

It was precisely for this reason that he experienced the dream of the final war.

It is worth noting that the deduction results indicated that this was no ordinary dream.

It seemed to involve the evolution of laws.

If one died in the dream, it was highly likely that one would permanently lose a bit of soul power.

And the dreams of countless people, the soul power of countless people, under the accumulation of sand into a tower, would be a huge force, ultimately helping the gods to awaken.

In other words, this was a game quietly set up by the gods.

Having said that.

Such a super-grand layout encompassing a world, such unimaginable and astonishing methods, were completely in line with the identity of a god.

At this moment.

Facing capture, Cheng Han did not display his own power.

Although he could use the power of the Secret Ring Remnant Seal to control the shameless Grand Elder, and in turn send him to the altar to become a sacrifice to please the alien god.

But in a dream woven by a god, this was a rather outrageous move, easily attracting the attention of the god, and instead posing unpredictable dangers.

Therefore.

Cheng Han decided—to run!

He suddenly raised his spear, the tip precisely skimming across the throats of two warriors.

The two warriors “hoarsely” clutched their throats, large amounts of blood overflowing, their eyes filled with despair and fear.

Cheng Han shouted:

“Damn Grand Elder, using the name of the gods, I don’t know how many people have been killed, the most sacrificial thing in the entire tribe is this old dog.”

After saying that.

Cheng Han ran away.

The Grand Elder was furious: “Kill Sarrat for me!”

Behind Cheng Han.

“嗖! 嗖!”

Three warriors threw the spears in their hands towards Cheng Han, streaking towards him from different directions.

In this instant.

Cheng Han displayed superb martial arts.

He suddenly somersaulted in the air, the spear tip flashing three times like lightning with the momentum.

“Ding! Ding!”

The spear tip happened to hit three spears, and then used this to pick them back.

Two of the spears pierced two warriors at an extremely fast speed.

“Ah~”

“It hurts!”

The third spear shot towards the Grand Elder.

Unfortunately, the old dog’s two guards were highly skilled in martial arts and blocked the spear.

Even so.

The old dog was still so frightened that his legs trembled.

And this technique made others afraid to chase out.

Cheng Han escaped a hundred meters away, not forgetting to look back and provoke: “This old dog can’t do it now, otherwise all the women in the tribe will be taken by him, anyway, the war is coming, everyone take advantage of the chaos to dismember the old dog!”

The faces of many tribal members were subtle.

The Grand Elder’s face trembled with anger, but he was helpless.

*

The power of the alien god’s dream was miraculously incredible.

This was an almost real world.

Cheng Han found that he could do whatever he wanted in the dream.

Whether it was robbery and murder, or doing something indescribable.

In addition.

After deduction, he confirmed that the flow of time in the dream was much slower than in the real world.

About one day in the dream, only one minute passed in reality.

This method of manipulating the laws of time by borrowing dreams was completely worthy of the god’s super high status.

The first day.

Cheng Han constantly harassed the “Newt York” tribe, killing, arson, and doing all kinds of evil.

Every time he killed someone, he would shout a slogan: “The Grand Elder killed my parents, as long as the Grand Elder dies, I will leave far away.”

The tribe was really unbearable, and sent out winged beast cavalry several times to hunt him down, but instead fell into several ambushes and suffered losses.

The next day.

Due to the heavy casualties of the tribe’s warriors, the Grand Elder was afraid and secretly fled the tribe with his cronies in the early morning.

Cheng Han took advantage of the situation to pursue and kill, killing the cronies and killing the Grand Elder.

By the way.

In this battle, the Grand Elder displayed the divine术 obtained from the gods, but still failed to escape death and was pierced through the chest with a spear.

Cheng Han then conducted an analysis and gained some insights.

The third day.

Cheng Han began to wander the world, searching for the secluded places of the ancient continent.

He rescued civilians, hunted extraordinary creatures, stumbled upon beautiful noblewomen bathing in hot springs, and was chased for hundreds of miles by the noble guard.

The sixth day.

The war suddenly broke out.

Cheng Han personally saw countless flying boats streaking across the sky.

The invasion of the Wan Hao people began!

Soon.

Black spots fell from the sky one by one.

“轰! 轰!”

Huge mushroom clouds of flames stood on the ground.

Each strike was more powerful than a full-strength strike from a Mystic Warrior.

The fluctuations they emitted were particularly stable, indicating that this should be a Mystic Weapon, that is, a standardized weapon mass-produced by the Mystic Warriors.

The war scene tens of thousands of years ago was terrifying.

Cheng Han witnessed a small town turning into ashes, countless people being swallowed by the sea of fire, and civilians crying and fleeing their destroyed homes, and could not help but sigh.

Yesterday, he had secretly entered the town, talked with some of the townspeople, and personally experienced the way of life of the ancient people.

However.

This was a war between races!

No mercy!

No morality!

Only—death!

The seventh day.

Cheng Han encountered a family of refugees and allowed them to live in the cave he had opened up.

He saw the little boy in the family waving a wooden sword at the sky, shouting with a face full of hatred: “Kill all the extraterrestrial people!”

Cheng Han naturally understood that the alien god who was about to awaken was trying to instill hatred into the descendants of the Satyr bloodline through dreams.

With the alien god’s methods, the effect of this method was beyond doubt.

When some people woke up from the dream, their words and deeds might not show any abnormality, but the seeds of hatred were probably planted in their hearts, and at some point in the future, they would completely take root and sprout.

Cheng Han shook his head: “This world is afraid to be in chaos! Just a little trick to mess up the whole world, the gods are too powerful.”

That night.

He quietly left the cave.

The ninth day.

Cheng Han watched an air battle.

One side of the battle was a team of flying boats of the Wan Hao people.

The other side was a floating behemoth tamed by the Satyr tribe—Terra Titan.

Cheng Han blinked his eyes: “It turns out that Terra Titan is a creature that existed in ancient times.”

Some time ago, he encountered the power降下 by the alien god, summoned the Eternal Hunger大佬 to drive the other party away, and the大佬 sent a section of the Titan’s horn as a gift.

The flying boat was faster, with three flying boats as a group, bombarding the behemoth, and bursts of thunder rang out in the sky.

A group of divine warriors riding on the Terra Titan, that is, Satyr tribe powerhouses whose strength was comparable to that of Mystic Warriors, could not keep up with the speed of the flying boat and could only sigh at this.

In the end.

The Terra Titan was shot down.

The flying boat killed several divine warriors and left in a hurry.

A divine warrior who survived by chance knelt beside the behemoth’s corpse, crying loudly.

Cheng Han sighed: “Whether it is war skills or weapon level, the Satyr tribe is far behind.”

The twelfth day.

The ground war began.

This also meant that the war became more tragic.

Small groups of Mystic Warriors raided every gathering point of the Satyr tribe, and any organized Satyr armed forces were subjected to ruthless Mystic Law strikes.

Cheng Han passed by another small city and saw the tragic scene of “corpses everywhere, death everywhere.”

To be honest.

Anyone who sympathized with the Satyr tribe, witnessing this atrocity, or personally experiencing the atrocity, would find it difficult not to feel angry at the extraterrestrial people.

Just imagine, the descendants of the Satyr tribe bloodline in reality, recalling this scene from time to time in the future, how can they not generate hatred for society?

Cheng Han sighed: “The gods personally sowed the seeds of hatred, and now even the nutrients for the seeds to germinate are ready, there will be more troubles from now on.”

He increasingly deeply realized that the methods of the gods were too powerful!

In the following days.

Cheng Han witnessed too many human tragedies.

The eighteenth day.

The dream ended.

Contrary to expectations, the final moment did not appear in the dream.

Because the scene of the earth shattering was too terrible, it might turn the hatred of the Satyr bloodline descendants into deep fear, the purpose of the gods was to provoke hatred, naturally they would not expose their shortcomings.

*

Inside the Spirit Leaf Handle.

The moment Cheng Han opened his eyes, he saw a dazed face.

Everyone woke up.

The bizarre experience of the alien god’s dream undoubtedly left a strong spiritual impact on the warriors.

Some people began to discuss in a low voice.

“It’s too miserable!”

“Did you also dream about it? The Wan Hao tribe’s attack on the Satyr tribe was indeed too much.”

Cheng Han frowned, decisively changing the topic: “Everyone, the dream is a means for the alien god to bewitch people’s hearts, in order to avoid accidents, it is forbidden to discuss this matter during the mission.”

The warriors had excellent discipline and responded one after another.

“Yes!”

“Understood!”

Cheng Han immediately reported more than a dozen names: “Tie Feng, Gao Jiuqing, Qin Tingshu… you come over for a small meeting!”

The people who were named were either deputy school captains or senior team leaders.

In a nearby cave.

Cheng Han began to unify his thinking: “I don’t care or care about the old almanac tens of thousands of years ago, I only know that this is the era of the Wan Hao Divine Banyan, we are the authentic Wan Hao people.”

Tie Feng was the first to agree: “Yes! We are Wan Hao people, the Satyr people’s encounter has nothing to do with me.”

Cheng Han looked solemn: “If I’m not mistaken, an alien god is about to awaken, this world will usher in huge changes, and our mission may also have unexpected twists and turns.”

A group of people were startled.

Tie Feng was incredulous: “Weren’t the three great alien gods suppressed by the Divine Banyan? How could they awaken?”

Cheng Han did not answer, and said to himself: “Some warriors may have abnormal behavior, I hope you pay close attention to others, understand?”

He had dealt with the alien god many times and had some vague guesses about this, but this was confidential information and it was not convenient to reveal it.

Gao Jiuqing asked more: “What exactly is abnormal behavior?”

Cheng Han bluntly said: “Sympathizing with the Satyr people, attacking colleagues!”

Qin Tingshu was a little unbelievable: “Really? It’s just a dream.”

Cheng Han shook his head: “This is the method of the gods, more terrifying than you think! This is like spiritual pollution, every descendant of the Satyr bloodline is a potential object of pollution.”

This was the result of the deduction and there would be no mistake.

Tie Feng followed up and asked: “What if there is internal strife, what should we do?”

Cheng Han decisively spat out a word: “Kill!”

He immediately took out a measure: “For the next clearing mission, all original編組s will be cancelled, I will reorganize them, no longer divided by war團s.”

The others did not object.

Although this was an irregular thing, his previous performance was too outstanding, and he was the nominal leader, enough to block everyone’s mouths.

Five minutes later.

Cheng Han publicly announced the new編組.

Those who were interested immediately saw that the list of the new編組s revealed a strong meaning of “mutual surveillance.”

Because war團s that were usually more competitive happened to be assigned to the same squad.

Cheng Han behaved quite strongly, not giving everyone a chance to make suggestions at all, and directly waved his hand: “Speed up the pace, complete the mission as soon as possible, and return to Black Mountain Camp as soon as possible.”

He had a premonition that the longer he delayed outside, the greater the probability of an accident.

*

An hour later.

The accident still happened.

“呜~”

A sharp scream suddenly sounded in a corner of the Spirit Leaf Handle.

“Ah~”

A shrill scream came immediately.

An anxious voice then sounded: “Mu Qiang suddenly attacked Zhou Qing, and then ran away.”

Cheng Han’s heart sank.

He deliberately separated the warriors with good relationships in order to avoid this kind of breaking things using familiar relationships, but he did not expect that it would eventually be unavoidable.

The alien god’s methods were really防不勝防.

Only two minutes passed.

The defector Mu Qiang was caught back by the vine man.

Since Cheng Han had predicted some things, how could he not prepare?

Subsequently.

All the warriors were summoned.

Everyone’s faces were extremely serious.

Mu Qiang was tied up, his mouth was blocked by a ball of vines, but this person’s gaze towards others was full of unforgettable hatred.

This guy’s transformation was so drastic that it was not difficult to deduce that he had probably experienced a very unusual thing in the dream and was completely brainwashed by the alien god.

Cheng Han’s gaze swept across the faces, and he slowly said: “We are Black Armor Army warriors, and we cannot tolerate any ambiguous positions.

“I require everyone to publicly scold the three great alien gods and swear to be enemies with the Satyr people for the rest of their lives and always be loyal to the Wan Hao clan.”

This was unavoidable.

In the case of possible internal chaos, internal hidden dangers must be resolved first, otherwise everyone will be in danger, how can the mission be carried out?

Cheng Han snorted again: “I have cultivated the secret method of洞察人心的, I can tell as soon as I hear whether you are lying.”

Many people immediately changed color slightly.

Cheng Han did not start immediately, but instead gave a warning by killing a chicken for the monkeys.

He squatted down, stared at Mu Qiang’s eyes, and smiled: “I know, you have the blood of the Satyr tribe flowing in your body, you finally chose your ancestors, right?”

Mu Qiang could not speak, but his eyes were about to spit fire.

Cheng Han wore a smile, but his tone was extremely cold: "Regardless of what my ancestors did, this world is the precious legacy they left us."

"As a Black Armor Army warrior, I naturally bear the responsibility of protecting this land and the myriad Hao people. I will do everything in my power to eliminate all enemies!"

He paused, emphasizing heavily, "I will use any means necessary!"

Every word of this sentence was filled with a strong sense of iron and blood.

The others were all inwardly fearful.

Cheng Han stood up and said expressionlessly, "Mu Qiang is a combat resource that can be utilized. I plan to use the Qingyuan Rune Seal to transform him into a puppet war corpse."

"This is a bit irregular, but as long as it passes a public vote, I can do it. I now need the consent of half the people. Let's start the vote."

He was fulfilling his promise: I will use any means necessary!