Paradise of Demonic Gods

"Too slow, too slow, too slow."

From the age of five, whenever I open my eyes, the first thing I hear is the teacher’s violent roar like a lion.

I am a Garcia. In Garcia, all boys are trained to train soldiers from the age of five.

They said that I was born to a wilderness cheetah. Compared to the soldiers born by bears, wolves and dogs, my speed seems to be faster. As for my father, no one knows.

Garcias do not need parents, only comrades.

Running with weights, practicing bows, practicing spears and swords is a common practice.

We wrestle with the lions and tigers in the forest, wrestle with the giant bears on the ice sheet, we ride the big ship, cross the strait, fight with the pirates, and fight the soldiers.

"Too slow! Too slow! Too slow!"

The voice of the teacher seems to always echo in my ear, urging us to step up training, speed up, faster, stronger, and more embarrassing.

Failure is death.

More and more soldiers are dying in these trainings, but more soldiers are trained every year.

We are Garcias. We are born warriors. They are the ones blessed by the gods. We are eager for blood, eager to fight, war is our instinct, and plunder is the source of our happiness.

"Too slow! Too slow! Too slow!"

The teacher’s voice was too noisy. He echoed in my ears every day, making me feel that my head became sore. I even suspected that a bug had penetrated the sea into my ear as I crossed the strait. .

I cut the skull and checked it carefully, only to find that there was no bug at all, but the teacher's voice was really noisy.

"Too slow! Too slow! Too slow! Iar, your speed is too slow!"

At the age of thirty, that year, I finally couldn’t hear the teacher again, because I personally cut his head and tied it to my belt.

I let him personally feel my speed, he never said that I was too slow.

In this incomparable silence, I finally felt the call that I couldn't feel at all, from the call of the etheric geek.

Looking back, people of the same age as me have turned into bones.

I chase the wind, I rush toward the lightning, I hunt the strongest violent animals on the grassland, I capture the most terrible sea monsters in the sea, my speed is getting faster and faster, the world is getting slower and slower in my eyes.

Five years later, when I returned to the tribe, they called me Mmkoya.

......

Hey!

In the air, there seems to be something sharp and swept away. It seems to be a breeze. It seems to be electro-optic, and it seems to be an illusion.

A feeling of crispness and numbness came from the body, and the knight with a beard stayed for a while, seeing everyone's eyes look at themselves, and surprised: "What's wrong with you? Look at me?"

Next, his whole person was torn apart in an instant, and the bursting plasma and internal organs directly splashed the bald head beside him.

Until this time, the whistling of horror was introduced into the ears of everyone, causing a headache for everyone.

The green hair female Laiya exclaimed: "It is Mmkoya! Stop the game and use the force to reduce the force!"

In the next moment, everyone gathered together and broke out of their own halving force. So many knights’ halving powers broke out and shrouded every inch of space, which is comparable to a new one. The power of the knight is divided.

But when everyone was in the lineup, the bald head that was covered in blood was stunned, and the next moment slammed and rushed out with the big knife in his hand.

"Mmkoya! Come out! I want to kill you! I want to kill you!"

Jack hurriedly said: "That is his younger brother."

Lei Ya angered: "Get back, idiot, do you want to die?"

However, the bald head did not care about Lei Ya’s shouting. He rushed out, and the big knife in his hand brought a gust of wind. He opened more than a dozen big trees and shouted: “Come out, Mmkoya, and I am playing! Don't you want to kill us? Come out and play with me."

In the next moment, there was another figure flashing in the space. This time everyone saw it clearly. It was a vague figure. The figure pulled out a long black line and passed directly through the bald body.

Then the bald head fell to the ground, his feet were broken, and the screams continued to roll.

Wei Longzi, a black robe, whispered: "I will save him."

"Are you confused too?" Lei Ya's brow frowned fiercely: "He deliberately disabled, just like we distracted people to save him! We must stay in the halved position of our six people."

Lei Ya thought about it and said: "We walked slowly, six people together, a little closer."

So the six people kept the halving force open, maintaining the uniform output of power, and walking towards the screaming moment.

But just after a distance of more than ten meters, the whistling sound was once again introduced into the ears of six people. Jack snorted and a **** flash flashed across his arm.

A weird voice tells the slang word: "It's too slow! Too slow! Too slow! You are too slow."

Lei Ya said: "He is testing the weak points of the force field, we can't move."

After all, the six people are not tacit understanding. Once they move, if there is a weak point in the overlapping force field, they will be attacked.

However, the strength of the second turn is indeed not easy to shake.

Even if six people stood still, Mmkoya waited for a while and continued to assassinate again.

A series of afterimages swept across the edge of the force field, and from time to time a loud metal crossfire was heard, bringing a series of sparks.

It was the dagger in the hands of Mmkoya who slammed on the knight's costumes, armor or swords.

Every attack, although weakened by the people's halving force, but the terrible power and speed still consumes the physical strength of everyone, and leaves a wound on everyone's body.

If it is not for the six people to reduce the force of the occasion, so that every time Mmkoya enters the ten-meter range, the speed of power is greatly reduced. If they are all on the go, they may have already died.

Even so, the wounds continue to emerge on them, and the physical strength is continuously consumed, and the situation will only become more and more critical.

The voice of Mmkoya came from a distance like a nightingale.

"It's too slow, too slow, too slow."

"You don't want to escape."

Leia shouted: "Move it up, take it here and wait for death!"

Six people moved like a tortoise while exerting a force field, but Mmkoya seemed to be a toil-like bee that constantly punctures and attacks around them.

There was another scar on the body, and the blood kept coming, and the little blood on the ground was sprinkled.

Although Jack is nervous, he is staring at Fang Xingjian from beginning to end, and seems to want to know the other's situation.