Chapter 2818: Captive Humans?

The old man was skinny and lying on the ground, breathing more out than in.

As Lu Shaoqing approached, the old man half-closed his eyes and slowly turned his neck. After seeing Lu Shaoqing, his eyes seemed to have a little more light.

His mouth trembled and he spoke slowly.

"God, God, God's messenger..."

Those two words seemed to consume most of his strength, making his breathing even weaker.

The man who was outside the door just now rushed in and knelt down again.

"Thank you, God King Shanzan!"

"God's messenger, please save the high priest..."

Shanzan God King?

High Priest?

Lu Shaoqing's eyes fell on the old man.

The old man stared at Lu Shaoqing, his eyes filled with hope.

Seeing that Lu Shaoqing was silent, the man said again, "God's messenger, we are willing to offer 3,000 male and female children each. We hope that God's messenger will help save the high priest."

献？

Lu Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, looking more like the livestock raised by the Fallen Angel.

Poor guy indeed.

Lu Shaoqing suddenly understood why there were no immortal cultivators in this tribe.

It is not easy for practitioners to conceive.

It is easy for ordinary people. If they are strong, one a year is completely sufficient.

The old man is already at the end of his rope, and the flame of life is about to go out.

For mortals, there is no way out.

But in the eyes of immortal cultivators, it is too easy.

Lu Shaoqing casually flicked out a pill and put it into the old man's mouth.

The food melted in his mouth. The old man closed his eyes subconsciously and jumped up from the ground.

"boom!"

The figure shot up into the sky like a cannonball, creating a huge hole in the roof.

The kneeling man was stunned.

After a long while, the old man finally fell from the sky.

It fell heavily to the ground, creating a large deep hole in the floor.

The violent shaking made the house shake.

"High priest?"

After seeing the old man, the kneeling man showed a shocked expression.

The old man who had sparse and white hair just now has grown a head of thick black hair.

His appearance also changed from that of an old man to that of a middle-aged man.

I suddenly became decades younger and returned to my prime age.

“Thank God!”

The high priest jumped out of the deep pit and knelt respectfully in front of Lu Shaoqing.

Lu Shaoqing looked at him and said slowly, "I'm not a messenger of God!"

"What, what?" The high priest and the man were stunned.

If not a messenger of God, then what is he?

The high priest raised his head and looked at Lu Shaoqing seriously, his face gradually becoming shocked, "You, you are not a messenger of God!"

"Really, really..." The man also discovered this.

He and the high priest looked at each other with flickering eyes.

"You are not a messenger of God, who are you?"

The two men slowly stood up, their eyes gradually became fierce, and their hostility towards Lu Shaoqing continued to increase.

"Humph!"

Lu Shaoqing just snorted coldly, and the air around him suddenly froze.

The two men felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on them, and they fell to their knees with a thud.

"Ah..."

The two men looked unwilling and gritted their teeth trying to resist.

But they only held on for a moment before they were pushed down.

The huge pressure placed on them made the two of them feel like they were about to be crushed into a paste.

Lu Shaoqing snorted again, and the two of them spurted blood and flew backwards.

After a gentle lesson, the two of them immediately realized the huge gap between themselves and Lu Shaoqing.

The high priest shouted hurriedly, "Mercy, mercy..."

Lu Shaoqing put away the pressure, and the two of them gasped for breath, feeling relieved and having a sense of fulfilling a heavy burden.

The two looked at Lu Shaoqing with awe in their eyes.

Lu Shaoqing was too lazy to argue with two mortals, and asked calmly, "Where is this place?"

The two looked at each other and replied respectfully, "Sir, we are the third tribe!"

"The third tribe? Are there other tribes?"

"Yes..."

From the conversation between the high priest and the man, Lu Shaoqing gradually understood the situation here.

The God King here is called God King Shanzan. He is high above everyone else and no one has ever seen his true face.

The messengers under his command are called divine messengers.

There are many tribes here, named with numbers, but even the high priests don’t know exactly how many there are.

Because Lu Shaoqing was wearing clothes, and they had prayed for the arrival of the messenger of God.

So they mistakenly thought that Lu Shaoqing was the messenger of God.

These tribes would be asked to offer some people every once in a while, but they had no idea what they were doing.

But everyone knows that once you go, you can never come back.

If they don't submit enough people as required, they will be attacked by black monsters.

At the same time, Lu Shaoqing inferred from the two people's words that the sunshine along the way was bright and the vegetation was lush because these mortals had to survive here.

Further away is darkness, which hides countless dangers.

Of course, with their strength, they can't reach that far.

After understanding it, Lu Shaoqing nodded and asked, "How do your people go to see God?"

"Or, how does the messenger of God come?"

"How do I take you away?"

Now that he had asked clearly, the dark place in the distance was where he wanted to go.

This planet is so big that it is not practical to travel by foot.

"The messenger of God comes through the altar, and the altar is behind..."

Without the high priest saying much, Lu Shaoqing had already noticed the altar at the back of the house.

He flashed outside and came to the altar.

"Hmm, it looks familiar!"

Looking at the altar in front of him, Lu Shaoqing couldn't help but mutter a few words.