I Have A Miniature World Chapter 23
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In the distance, Moken and the others could see clearly through the binoculars.
They were all shocked.
This mysterious black figure had actually made tens of thousands of barbarian warriors kneel?
Oh my god.
What power was this?
When the members of S.H.I.E.L.D said this, Alisa snatched the binoculars. She did not believe that there was such a powerful person in this world.
She had truly experienced the power of these savage warriors. It was not an ordinary terror.
She believed that even if an earth-grade extraordinary human came, they would not be a match for these savage warriors.
To make tens of thousands of savage warriors kneel on the ground was even more like a daydream. It was just an illusion.
But when she saw it clearly, the densely packed savage warriors were all kneeling in front of the black figure. They were so shocked that they were tongue-tied, and their brains were in a daze.
"How is this possible?"
It was as if Alisa had been struck by lightning.
Her small mouth was wide open as if she had seen something unbelievable.
The other members of S.H.I.E.L.D were also stunned.
Especially Moken, who had once suspected that he was hallucinating. How could this magical plot happen in reality?
They had originally thought that this tourist was dead for sure. His head would definitely be smashed, and his body would be torn to death.
However, the reality was completely different now. Those brutal and powerful barbarian warriors were actually kneeling on the ground, unable to move.
At this moment, that mysterious tourist was like a god, looking down on these people.
"Who is he?"
Although Moken appeared calm on the surface, his heart was in turmoil. At this moment, he could feel an incomparable power from the black-clothed person.
This power was powerful and mysterious. It seemed to have surpassed the Path of Transcendence, giving him a feeling of worship.
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This was being a God!
At this moment, Moken was not the only one who had such thoughts. The other members of S.H.I.E.L.D could faintly sense that this mysterious black-clothed man was not simple.
...
"Not bad. All of you are only qualified to kneel and speak to me."
Emerson looked down at this group of savage warriors, revealing a satisfied expression.
He did not even look at whose territory this was. This place on our desolate ancient star was also a place that trash like you could come to.
He did not even consider his own abilities.
Under the might of the Thunder God Hammer, no matter how strong their bodies were, they would still obediently kneel on the ground and submit to him.
Just like the emperor in the distance, he would kneel whenever he wanted.
There was no room for discussion.
"Ahhhhh..."
This group of desolate warriors tried their best, but they could not stand up from the ground.
The powerful gravity was like an archaic divine mountain, firmly suppressing them.
Some of them could no longer withstand the gravity, and their bones were crushed. Their huge bodies seemed to have lost their support and collapsed on the ground.
Blood flowed out of the wounds and soaked the ground, giving off a strong bloody smell.
"Bastard, you're simply a bastard. A weak creature can't defeat our great Rock Tribe. We won't be defeated."
The leader of the barbarian tribe let out a series of angry roars. His eyes were blood red.
In his heart, this was a huge humiliation.
Being forced to kneel on the ground by a weak creature deeply stimulated his dignity.
Who was he?
The general of the Rock Tribe had hundreds of thousands of soldiers under his command. He had his own pride.
"Ah!"
He started to go crazy. The surface of his body began to show a rich blood and Qi power. It suddenly expanded outward as if a hurricane had been set off around his body.
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At the same time, his body also began to expand. His body, which was originally five or six meters long, suddenly expanded to around ten meters, and his muscles bulged high.
He broke through the majestic seal.
He raised the mace in its hand and fiercely rushed toward Emerson. He wanted to tear the weak creature in front of it into pieces so that it could wash away the shame of its soul.
"Not bad, it actually stood up, but it's still useless. It's just like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."
Emerson immediately activated the Thunder God Hammer. A powerful lightning strike might suddenly descend on the body of this barbarian general.
"Boom!"
There was a loud sound in the sky. The wind and clouds changed color, and lightning danced.
Crackling lightning flashed in space. The originally dark sky was suddenly illuminated by lightning.
The barbarian general suddenly felt his body sink. Then, like a cannonball, he fell to the ground.
The pressure was even greater than before.
His bones, muscles, and internal organs were all crushed by this terrifying lightning, and blood dyed his entire body red.
Under the lightning just now, he could still make some small movements. However, he could not move at all now, as if he was nailed.
"Did I ask you to move?"
Emerson glanced at him as if God's punishment had fallen from the sky, ringing in the ears of the general.
There was a boom in his body, and he could no longer say anything. His entire body was like an expanding balloon, and his flesh and blood exploded.
Obviously, even with his body's strength, he could not withstand this majesty. He did not even last more than ten seconds before he turned into minced meat.
"This..."
On the other side, the members of S.H.I.E.L.D who were constantly watching the scene through the binoculars were scared silly.
Their mouths were wide open as they looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief. It was as if they were living in a dream.
Everyone had witnessed the strength of these barbarian warriors.
Originally, these barbarian warriors had already been classified as legion-level invaders by them. In other words, unless they sent out an army, they would not be able to kill them.
Moreover, they had to deploy many bombs, missiles, and large-scale bombardments to have any chance of destroying them.
After all, their speed was too fast. With a single leap, they were more than ten meters away. Even missiles would find it difficult to lock on to them.
These were all otherworld creatures that could be called destruction-level.
However, the other party had only given them a glance, and in just an instant, they had killed their leader. What level of power was this.
Even earth-grade or sky-grade monsters were not this powerful.
In their eyes, Emerson had already become a god. Only ancient gods had such powerful strength and could easily destroy these monsters.
If they had not witnessed it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that what they were seeing was real.
The warriors of the wildlands were now scared silly. Even their powerful leader had not even touched this mysterious person before he was annihilated.
They had long been scared out of their wits. How could they still have the courage to fight? If it were not for the powerful majesty that had descended upon them, they would have long fled in terror.
The creatures of this world were so powerful that they had exceeded their imaginations.
If they had known that there were powerful creatures in this world, they would not have come to this world even if they were beaten to death.
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