The soul power was concentrated in the burst of force on his right hand and suddenly rushed towards Ramis' mind. Ramis's soul was instantly shattered into countless soul fragments and floated in the entire soul space.

Immediately afterwards, the soul power suddenly gathered again, but this time it was not a soul storm, but a vortex formed and swallowed the soul fragments frantically. At this moment, countless images began to flash in my mind, and the trajectory of Ramis from childhood to adulthood had gradually become a straight line.

What surprised me was that Ramis was not a Westerner but a true Eastern bloodline. A real Chinese, but how could a Chinese become a crazy believer in the West or a sleeper in the Holy See! This is not reasonable!

Close my eyes and I began to look at the scenes carefully and the familiar dialogues inside, as if it was my own experience. To be honest, this is the main reason why I don’t like soul searching.

A vast world, floods roared, building up waves of more than ten meters tall, pounced towards the earth.

An old man was wearing ancient sacrificial clothes and with his tribe members, standing on a hill, stretching out his hands towards the sky, showing a look of desire and despair on his face, murmuring the ancient spell piously.

Behind him was his tribe members, who knelt on the ground and shivered, and kept kowtowing as the sacrificial whispered.

A moment later, a strong man stood up, snatched the baby who was still breastfeeding from the arms of the woman beside him, and walked to a flooded place by the hills.

Plop! Plop! Four extremely faint splashing sounds of speech, the four babies were swallowed by the flood under their feet. On the hill were the heart-wrenching cry of women.

This is their child, but they are powerless to stop all this. The heaven is angry. For the sake of the tribe, the sacrifice decided to use the child to sacrifice to the water god. It is hoped that the wrath of the water god can be calmed and that the tribe people can continue.

There are not many tribe members, and most of the people who stay are strong men, young women, and a small number of children. This combination is actually a natural choice for elimination. The elderly can only consume the tribe members in adversity, and being abandoned is a very normal thing. That person represents reproduction, and a young woman means that this tribe has the qualification to reproduce. The children hope to continue.

However, during the consumption process, children sometimes become food. Everything understands that when everything is consumed, the only thing they can consume is themselves. As a vulnerable group, they are naturally the first to be abandoned or deprived.

The clan members were silent and Chang'an stood up: "We are going to leave here, is there any way to sacrifice you?"

The priest shook his head and looked at the child behind An. At this moment, the **-year-old child behind An was the last. Although he was only ** years old, he already had An's strong body, one head taller than the children of the same age. In addition to An's beard, this child must be a leader when he grew up.

An looked behind him, walked to his son and hugged him tightly: "My tribe, An is my only son. If you want to eat him, why don't you give me and An to the water god together."

Everyone was silent, but hunger made them a little restless. Even the woman who was crying turned her eyes. Obviously, losing her son was just a temporary grief, but hunger made people even more unbearable.

An looked at his tribe in grief, but it was impossible to let him give up his son Qi. So An pulled out the bone knife. In the surprised eyes of the tribesmen, he pulled off his animal skin clothes and exposed his strong muscles.

Just as the tribesmen were approaching, An Hui personally committed suicide and asked the tribesmen to share it. An cut his animal skin top into strips, tied Qi, who was already scared, to his back, and then looked at his tribesmen in despair and jumped into the flood.

A wave hit and unsteadily stood the foolish person on the hill. Some even fell directly into the water and disappeared immediately, and An also disappeared with the waves.

An finally died, and his son Qi survived. A moment before An exhausted his physical strength, he finally grabbed a piece of wood. An tried his best to put Qi on the wood.

"Qi, live well!" Looking at Qi Liushen's unruly appearance, An said with a smile. Then he sank into the flood.

At this moment, Qi's heart was broken. Even if he was scared to the point of being disgusted, even if he was in the flood, Qi was not so sad. Or if he was eaten by his tribe members, he would not be so sad. At this moment, when An Zhen disappeared in front of him, he started to cry, crying heart-wrenchingly.

The flood covered the earth with no food or drink. The flood under his feet was covered with mud and sand. Qi could only wet the animal skin on his body and twist out the water. He persisted for three consecutive days, and finally stopped at the edge of a piece of land.

Qi looked around carefully for a while before he dared to get ashore. Because Qi knew that he was too weak, and the weak was just food in the eyes of others.

This is a plain with many trees and many panicked birds. There are also many fish that are knocked out on the shore and are struggling unconsciously.

Qi picked up a big fish and bit it desperately. Even if the scales cut the flesh and blood on the corner of his mouth, Qi did not stop at all.

In the following days, Qi lived quietly here. He encountered humans many times in the middle, and Qi was careful to avoid them. Eight years passed. Qi was sixteen years old.

As the body grows, I feel that my strength is getting stronger and stronger. I am no longer the child who is powerless, but a man who is like a strong man with his father.

Qi had thought about joining a group, but the shadow of childhood made Qi dare not approach him, so he could only watch from afar.

Finally one day, a girl came to the shore. In Qi's eyes, the girl was the most beautiful, and her smile, and her words and deeds made Qi linger and unable to help but think.

On this day, a group of people riding war horses came to the girl's tribe, waving bone knives and thick rods, and soon killed all the men in this tribe. The remaining women and children were driven away by these big men in a group like they were driving away the flock of sheep.

Qi was very nervous, but the girl was also among them, and he was hesitating whether he should rush forward.

The men holding bone knives and sticks laughed haha. They left the guards behind, and the others enjoyed the spoils without hesitation, slaughtered the livestock in the tribe, pulled out the women in the tribe, and forced them to dance. Until one of them rushed over and pulled the girl up!

Ah! Help! Save me! The girl shouted desperately. It was no different from those bullied women, but when she heard Qi's ears, she rushed up, picked up the weapons on the ground, and sent them into the chest of the person closest to him.

Kai's eyes turned red instantly, like a pool of blood.

"Kill him!" Qi's entry soon made these people who were usually killed exaggerate their cruel nature, picked up their weapons, and rushed over.

Qi, who had never killed anyone, did not have a trace of fear at this moment. On the contrary, Qi felt very excited. He seemed to have endless power all over his body. Every kill seemed to increase his strength a little.

These people are hunters, hunters of tribes, but today, they encountered an eternal nightmare. One person actually killed forty-six people. The rest, standing in the distance, trembling in fear. This is not a rush. This is stupid. In this young man with red eyes as blood, they are like docile sheep. As long as they walk into the three meters away, their bodies will be split directly!

The shouts of killing came and went quickly. When the people around him looked at the young man covered in blood in front of him, they were even a little timid and fell to the ground and were scared to death. The remaining people still had the will to fight, and they threw down their weapons and turned their heads and ran away.

The women and children in the tribe walked out in panic, looked at the boy in front of him, and knelt down. The girl looked at Qi with infinite awe.

Qi suddenly felt that such a life was good, and the woman he had a crush on now was like a product placed on the shelves. He could take it away at any time as long as he needed it.

So Qi stayed and turned the girl into his wife. Everything seemed to be starting to become perfect.

When a team of businessmen passed by the tribe, Qi did not realize that his life would change again.

These people held the cross! They said they were the God they believed in, and the cross was used by God to punish pagans.

Qi didn't care about these things. Because these people were too weak in his eyes, he could kill them all at any time.

The caravan did not leave for several days, and they even gave the things in their hands to the people here for no cost, and promoted the glory of God.

Qi still didn't care. Until his wife, the former girl, came to him and asked Qi to be loyal to this so-called God.

The girl's expression was indescribable arrogance, as if she was looking at the ant under her feet.

Qi was very surprised and thought that the girl was sick. As soon as he reached out his hand, he felt a powerful force throwing him out of the room.

"Submit or die!"

"Submit or die!"

This sound rang around! Qi raised his head in confusion, rubbed his eyes, and suddenly he saw that the caravan people stood high around him and raised the cross.
Chapter completed!