Power Awakening: Awakening The Sun At The Beginning

A solemn voice echoed in the air, and the whole room seemed to freeze at this moment. The sound was like thunder from the sky, thick and shocking, with irresistible majesty.

After the voice fell, everyone who was still a little noisy actually sat back in their seats. Even the previously extremely arrogant Beidao Chang Wanxiong restrained his arrogance and sat back in his seat honestly.

Looking at everyone taking their seats one after another, Chen Changkong frowned slightly. He knew very well that the person who could make Beidao Chang Wanxiong lose his arrogance was not a simple person. But even so, he had no intention of backing down.

He walked up to the empty seat in the center and sat down directly.

Looking at Chen Changkong sitting in the empty seat in the center, Beidao Chang Wanxiong's eyes widened with disbelief on his face. The other sons of gods also opened their eyes wide with astonishment on their faces.

Chen Changkong frowned slightly as he looked at the sudden changes in everyone. What do these people look like? Why the look of disbelief? Is there something special about this location?

Just when Chen Changkong was confused, he suddenly felt a hand pressing on his shoulder and was startled. Then a deep voice sounded in his ears.

"Young man, you did a good job! You even dared to take my seat. Young people as courageous as you are rare. But since you took my seat, you have offended me! So, I also You need to pay some price!"

Before he finished speaking, a huge pressure instantly enveloped Chen Changkong's body. He felt as if he was being pressed down by an invisible mountain, and the air around him suddenly became thicker, as if it was filled with steel-like hardness.

Chen Changkong was suddenly startled, all the bones and muscles in his body were trembling, and the blood in his body was surging, as if it was about to burst through his chest. He felt his body gradually becoming heavier, as if even breathing was becoming extremely difficult.

At this moment, his face was full of disbelief, and his eyes looked hard at the middle-aged man who was pressing his hand.

A burly middle-aged man stood next to him, with a full beard and a fierce murderous intent in his eyes. This middle-aged man is like a demon from the abyss, exuding a powerful and terrifying aura.

The pressure this middle-aged man brought to Chen Changkong was as heavy as a mountain. He felt as if he was trapped in an endless darkness, and everything around him became blurry.

Chen Changkong couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart. He was being targeted by a tiger!

At this moment, Chen Changkong felt as if his body was tightly held by a huge hand, leaving him no room to struggle. He frowned slightly, forced himself into the steel-like air around him and said, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man stared at Chen Changkong coldly, his eyes as sharp as a sharp blade, as if they could pierce Chen Changkong's soul. He did not respond, but stared at Chen Changkong closely with his deep eyes, as if assessing his value. Such silence made the surrounding air seem to freeze, full of tension and depression.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man laughed, and the laughter was like the cry of a night owl, which was creepy. He spoke:

"Hahaha, don't worry so much, young man. I'm not a narrow-minded person. This is just a small position."

His laughter was like a cold blade, slicing Chen Changkong's nerves in his ears. His sharp eyes were like sharp blades, piercing Chen Changkong's heart, coldly analyzing his fear and confusion.

He was full of ridicule and disdain, but he used an extremely calm tone, making it impossible to distinguish the truth from falsehood in his words.

Chen Changkong frowned slightly. He listened to those words that were like a smile hiding a knife, and doubts surged in his heart like a tide. However, he did not show any uneasiness, but instead put on a faint smile.

He spoke slowly, his tone full of inquiry and curiosity, "I am a little curious at this moment, what kind of person you are, so that all the gods here can see you, just like seeing a flock of wolves and sheep, so frightened and... disturbed."

His words echoed gently in the room, like a breeze blowing across the lake, causing ripples.

All the sons of gods were horrified when they heard the words, their hearts trembled, and cold sweat dripped from their foreheads. Even the middle-aged man was the same, but he didn't seem to take it seriously. Instead, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, with white and sharp teeth. Just like a shark biting its prey, the sight of it made all the sons of gods feel fearful.

"me!"

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"My name is Ghost Falcon!"

After these six simple words fell, the atmosphere in the whole room instantly solidified. Many people felt something was wrong, but then the middle-aged man spoke again.

"A! A good man with a kind heart."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar. It would be okay if someone like Chen Changkong didn't know the middle-aged man in front of him, but the gods sitting here were different. They knew very well what kind of cruel person the man in front of them was.

If you simply use "butcher" to describe the man in front of you, it would be too mild and unable to express his true horror. His cruelty far exceeds that of any butcher, as if he were an evil ghost walking out of the abyss of hell. Every killing would bring great fear and shadow to people.

His hands were stained with blood, he was ruthless, and every killing was accompanied by endless cruelty and terror.

I am afraid that only the title of ghost and god can barely describe his cruelty and terror.

"Ghost Falcon!"

Chen Changkong whispered in his mouth, and the name echoed in his heart, like a dark wind swirling in the endless darkness. Ghost Falcon, this name seems to be the most terrifying thing in the world. It is as sharp as a sword and as terrifying as a ferocious beast.

"Ghost!" The name contains a kind of ferocity and violence that is feared by the world, as if it is the most brutal force in the world. The "Falcon" is a proud and fierce bird of prey, and its existence is also a symbol of terror.

Just by saying this name, Chen Changkong felt a huge pressure coming from all directions, as if it was going to swallow him up.

The overwhelming murderous intent instantly enveloped Chen Changkong like a rolling sea of ​​blood. The corners of his eyes drifted upward slightly, and he suddenly felt a scarlet light that seemed to swallow up all living creatures from the eyes of the ghost hawk. Revealed.

Chen Changkong's body trembled, and he felt the murderous intent all over his body condensed into substance, as terrifying as a sea of ​​blood. He frowned slightly, drops of cold sweat streaming down his forehead, and thought to himself: "This is definitely a murderous butcher!"

Under the scarlet light, Chen Changkong suddenly felt as if he was enveloped by a huge shadow. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape the shackles of this shadow.

The surrounding air seemed to have solidified, and Chen Changkong could even hear his own heartbeat speeding up. At this moment, he was completely suppressed by the terrifying aura of the Ghost Falcon, as if he might become the next prey of this murderer at any time.