Returning From Level 900

Those who see that their hearts are resigned are afraid to express their opinions because of the situation.

Wang Wen knew that killing alone was not enough.

The situation needs to be reversed.

In today's world, imperial power is supreme, and whether or not to fight depends on the words of those in power.

Once the war begins, the emperor himself will hardly suffer any loss, and it is the people who suffer.

Therefore, it is the people who suffer the most in war, and the ruler who suffers the most.

If you want to reverse the overall situation, it is absolutely right to catch Jun to clean up.

Wang Wen thought about it.

The scepter swiped in half a circle around the body.

All the rulers of the world appear in the white light.

The number was so large that the hall was almost full of water.

Even the young emperor "refreshed" once on the spot, huddled in the crowd and looked at Wang Wen with a bewildered face, not understanding why the master spread himself again.

The huge palace hall could not be crowded.

The venue was overcrowded for a while, and all kinds of people in power gathered together. Different accents blended together like a noisy vegetable market. Among them, some savage leaders who seemed to have not fully evolved were waving wooden sticks and screaming. Dazed.

"Quiet!" Wang Wen reached out and pressed down.

No one paid any attention to him.

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Some people are shocked, some people are suspicious, some people are threatening, some people are angry, some people are fresh and some people are curious.

Some people are confused as if slapping themselves in a dream.

Some people fell to the ground and sighed in a trance.

Some even moved their hands for some reason.

The two people, dressed in luxurious and splendid clothes, scuffled together with red faces and red ears, as if they had met for many years.

There were too many people, and the scene was inevitably chaotic.

Wang Wen frowned and swiped his scepter to remove their vocal cords.

The hall suddenly became much quieter.

Those who are shocked are not shocked, those who are scolding are not scolded, those who are slapped are not slapped, they all cover their throats and stare.

But the fights didn't stop.

After all, the lack of vocal cords does not affect their performance.

Wang Wen had to add an oath and take off those fighting hands and feet.

It's so quiet now.

The room was full of people, you look at me, I look at you, and in the end, all of them looked at the center in horror and said that people only need less parts.

The key is that these few parts don't bleed.

The parts that were taken off disappeared as if their parents had not given them since they were born.

If it wasn't for the sudden loss of legs and the bruises on their noses and faces, those people would hardly have believed that they ever had legs.

This phenomenon seems very strange.

It's not like something a human can do.

Wang Wen nodded with satisfaction when he saw that the people had finally stopped and he could concentrate on what he had to say.

Using the transparent platform to raise himself a little, he said softly to the crowd: "What, did anyone surrender? Kill them all without me?"

His voice is too low.

People who are a little further away can't hear clearly.

In the distance, some clever ghosts turned their heads and squeezed towards the door, causing a large number of people to surge towards the door like a tide.

Wang Wen used his scepter to move a little towards the gate.

The door suddenly turned into purgatory, and the dense gears and giant blades appeared out of thin air, spinning heavily like a meat grinder, and any flesh that approached was ground with juice.

The "Tidewaters" were startled and rushed away from the gate.

The advance and retreat were easy and orderly, and if Wang Wen hadn't clearly remembered the content of his oath, he would have thought that these people were brothers with multiple births and tacit understanding.

People began to cry quietly.

The people closest to Wang Wen tried their best to express something with gestures.

Wang Wen thought about it and restored the vocal cords of these people.

Several people broke out a declaration of loyalty in an instant: "I surrender, I surrender, don't kill me!"

Wang Wen glanced at the top of their heads, shook his head speechlessly, pointed to one of the people who shouted the loudest, and said, "You're not being honest, you're not really surrendering at all."

Just finished speaking.

The man's head was crushed by an invisible giant hand.

With Wang Wen's ninth-level physique at the foundation-building stage, it would be easier to pinch such an ordinary head, which has no foundation for strengthening the body, than it would be to pinch tofu balls.

A few people next to him were so frightened that they screamed, and they kept swearing that if there was a slight bit of falsehood and thunder, they would almost kneel down.

It's a pity that Wang Wen still didn't see the progress above their heads.

Heart can not help but disappointed.

I just feel that these emperors are really not things, and their acting skills are better than each other.

No matter how nice it sounds, it's actually a lie.

He just felt a little tired and was about to kill everyone.

Among the people who recovered his vocal cords, the cries of a clever ghost reminded him: "O great and respected almighty God, my subjects and I want to submit to you with all our hearts, can you tell your great name so that we may know Who are you serving?"

Wang Wen remembered the case of Xue Zhong.

Progress and believers are two different things.

He hurriedly checked the divine power in his body and found that the speed of increase was indeed faster.

The number of monarchs is no more than a few hundred people, which seems a little inconspicuous in front of the local number of at least 10,000, so that Wang Wen ignored the fact that he had already served these people, and unilaterally thought that as long as he didn't see them. Progress is not really surrender.

This is not objective.

Thinking of this, Wang Wen felt apologetic for his unprofessionalism.

Revived the unlucky **** whose head was crushed.

Now that the [Oath Scepter] has no middleman of the human face, the cost is much less. The Tathagata is very honest and will accurately indicate the amount of energy required for each vow.

In addition, the time that the unlucky **** just died was still short, and the energy consumed for resurrection was only a few percent, which was still within Wang Wen's tolerance.

After the unlucky egg was resurrected, he stood in confusion and at a loss.

Wang Wen ignored him, stood on the high platform and thought for a while, and said to the crowd who were listening carefully for fear of missing out: "That's right, my name is the devil, you must bring your own people to believe in me, believe me. will be protected by me, and those who do not believe will die soon."

"As for how to detect the sincerity." Having said that, Wang Wen lowered his head and looked for a while among the crowd. He lifted the young emperor, middle-aged Wu Sheng and Xue Zhong to the high platform, and asked the young man, "What is the name of your country? ?"

The young man did not speak, but pointed to his throat helplessly.

Wang Wen was stunned for a moment, and quickly restored the vocal cords of several people, and said apologetically: "Sorry, it seems that this batch of spells can easily hurt allies by mistake. Next time, I will not be lazy and add a few more conditions."

Hearing this, the young man shrugged helplessly and tried his voice.

In the group of generals not far away, General Wang covered his throat and thought with a livid face: Not only did he accidentally hurt the friendly troops, but also the innocent! I didn't quarrel again!

There are kings everywhere, and no one cares about his thoughts as a little general.

The young man on the high platform opened his mouth and said to Wang Wen, "Master, have you been with us for so long and you still don't know our country's name? We are Zhaoguo!"

"Forget it!" Wang Wen waved his hand: "Don't worry about the country that covers the National Cup, from now on you will be my kingdom of God."

Speaking of this, Wang Wen had a whim, raised his scepter and vowed to "rebroadcast" this scene to the sky outside, so that all the local indigenous people could clearly see what was happening in the temple.

The oath hasn't been finished yet~www.wuxiahere.com~ The Tathagata floated out and asked, "Why does the Venerable need to waste energy if he wants to manifest himself in the world? The old monk can do whatever he wants."

Wang Wen was really surprised.

Surprised, he asked him: "Can you achieve the same effect as my oath?"

"How difficult is this." The Tathagata waved his robe sleeves, and the entire palace hall flashed with golden light, and a clear scene suddenly appeared in the sky outside the window.

Not only every character is shrewd.

Even the voice of the speech was amplified to be clearly audible.

Not to mention the effect, it was even better than what Wang Wen wanted.

As expected of the grandfather pretending to be the bee!

Wang Wen gave the Tathagata a thumbs up in admiration.

Wang Wen in the sky outside also gave a thumbs up.

The Tathagata laughed happily and went to sleep in the scepter.

Wang Wen raised his spirits and said aloud to the young man: "From now on, you are my devil kingdom, and I can sense all those who want to believe in me as long as they surrender to you."

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He turned his head to Xue Zhong, who was holding the machine gun, and said: "From now on, you and your troops will be my devil army, responsible for protecting the kingdom of God and believers. You can ignore the disputes between believers, but if outsiders hurt believers, I will allow you to do so. You can kill me."

Xue Zhong's face flushed with excitement, and he knelt down on one knee and shouted.

"Then next."

Wang Wen looked around, waved his staff to restore the vocal cords and hands and feet of everyone in the hall, and said calmly: "You all the kings of the world can now make a decision. If you are willing to believe me, surrender to my kingdom of God."

As soon as this word comes out.

Progress skyrocketed.

At the same time, large stocks of divine power rushed into his body like a flood.