Mora walked silently with this bandit, allowing those wailings and murders to happen in front of him, without any fear, as if these life and death knives were not killing human lives, but a group of workers slaughtering cattle and sheep.

Suddenly, the bandit who came over was holding the knife tightly, and his eyes were no longer considering blocking the murder scene for this young man who looked like an angel. Instead, he passed by the young man from time to time, with his eyes full of caution, as if he was not a weak young man, but a ferocious beast.

Finally, when the bandit, who was suddenly confused and awakened, took Mora away from the place where these merchants, mercenaries and bandits were intercepted and killed by them, and came to his own bandit camp that no longer surrounded the fleeing mercenaries, the bandit had already had an idea in his mind. His eyes were more careful and he stared at Mora more and almost turned around and walked into the camp in a few steps.

Soon, other people came over and asked the bandit, "Ita. If you are not happy over there, why are you going here to do?" It turned out that the bandit was called Ita.

Ita suddenly drew his sword, but instead of moving forward and slashing people, he took a big step back, staring at Mora while shouting: "Be careful! This person may be a believer of a god. He sensed the magic fluctuations of the Great 1 Mage in advance, and he was not injured at all there!"

He was startled by his actions. All the other bandits were outlaws. They usually tied their heads to their belts and had a strong sense of prevention of danger. The bandit named Ita pulled halfway through the sword, and many people immediately threw down their things in their hands and began to pull out their weapons. The reaction was unhappy.

Although there are powerful warriors in the camp where they are, after all, they are not the powerful ones. If they are killed before their leader comes out, even if the enemy is easily killed by the leader, wouldn’t they die in vain? So these bandits never careless about anything. This shows the reason why these warrior-level people can kill those mercenaries of warrior-level like chopping melons and vegetables.

When Ita finished shouting, the bandits had pointed all the shiny swords and other weapons at Mora. Although some people once thought that such a cute and perfect child should not be a so-called dangerous person in a short blink of an eye, after hearing Ita's shouting, they all suddenly reacted. In this case, can they stand among these fierce bandits without fear?

And after hearing Ita's call, these murderers looked at Mora, a boy who was as perfect as an angel, and felt that this was probably a disciple, and he was also a disciple who was extremely favored by God, because it was really difficult to see such a beautiful man in the world.

Although I admired the beauty of this young man in my heart, the most thought in these bandits was a fear that life could not be grasped in my hands. Ordinary disciples who could communicate with gods were at the level of half-step power. Although they may not be so powerful when facing real power, they would just kill them, but they were just a fierce ordinary warrior who was just chopping melons and vegetables - just like others who cut melons and vegetables.

A group of bandits threw down what they were doing and surrounded a boy in horror (Mora is sixteen years old? It's so cute!). There were not many people in this camp. They immediately noticed the abnormality here and quickly understood what happened to them. People who quickly ran to report to the leader. Once there was a half-step powerful or a powerful disciple in this camp, the lethality was much greater than that of a powerful mage and a warrior - because warriors were single-body killing, and mages were group killing.

These two are the same power. Although the warrior group is not as good as the mage, single warriors are unstoppable; while mages are not as good as using warriors alone, but group coverage is something that warriors cannot do. However, the disciples are exceptions.

The power of the gods comes from their own devout faith to communicate with the gods, although it may be a bit unstable - for example, suddenly something happens to the gods and fail to care for you for a while; or if you do something that makes the gods dissatisfied with the gods, the favor of the gods will be reduced or gone at once! Or if you violate your faith in something, the gods will kill you directly without waiting for others to do it! Moreover, in some gods in the kingdom of evil spirits, even if you are not wrong, they will suddenly regain your power when you are against others, just to see your despair! The most excessive thing is to not only regain your power but also add it to your enemies, which is something that all the gods in the evil camp are afraid of.

Therefore, the profession of the Gods is really dangerous, but the benefits are also great. Even if you are just an ordinary person, as long as you do something extremely evil, you can communicate with the evil gods that have power close to the level of power. The so-called powerful gods are basically unable to deal with it without coming in person. Although the gods in the Justice camp strictly require the character and thought of their disciples, their power is stable.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the attack of the disciple can be both single and ranged. The most terrifying thing is that the greater the gods a disciple communicates with, the more favors he receives, and even the attack of a group can be made by a powerful warrior!! Just think about it and know how terrifying it is.

Now, when the bandits looked at Morala's expression and face like an angel, they all felt that this one must be extremely favored by the gods. If they knew that Morala was asked directly from God by his mother, they would not know if they could not even hold the knife.

Fortunately, the leader of the bandit still valued the lives of his subordinates very much. When he heard that he had found a perfect boy who was suspected to be a disciple in the caravan, he immediately walked out with his knife, and then he saw his subordinates holding the knife in panic, guarding against the boy who was indeed an angel and a look like a god, and seemed a little shy in the quietness? (I was dazzled. The leader thought of it).

The young man didn't say a word from beginning to end, and even when the leader arrived, he just looked at the leader quietly. When this powerful leader looked at Moral, a terrifying light shot out in his eyes. Even the extremely fierce warriors and bandits nearby who were not looking directly at him felt cold and could not stand. There were a few guys who were shocked by Moral just now and the warriors were unstable, and some were even scared by the leader and even fell to the ground with the sword!

However, no one would think these people were cowardly because they were standing in the middle of the battle between two extremely heroic figures. All the bandits confirmed the identity of the disciple of Mora. Under the gaze of the powerful "Warrior Eyes", Mora not only did not have any fear, but even a layer of extremely faint light appeared on his body, but it was a very pure glow.

The onlookers clearly saw that the power of the powerful leader's warrior's eyes appeared under this glow! It seemed like two beams of light, but the light was completely blocked from Mora's body and could not have any impact on him.

Finally, the leader spoke, "Young man, who are you? What are you going to do here?"

Morra looked at him and said, "Today's killing is enough. Ask your people to stop!"

The leader did not expect that Mora would have such a request, but his powerful mental and wisdom was also extremely terrifying. In an instant, he judged that this was a disciple of the justice camp. Although such disciples were incompatible with them, they were better than those disciples in the strange and treacherous country of evil spirits.

So the leader shouted loudly: "Stop killing, just plunder the property, don't violate the order!"

The leader was not shouting what would happen if he violated the order. But Mora turned around and could not hear the sound of death. He immediately knew that the leader was indeed a person with prestige.

So Mora said, "I am the prophet of the temple of the land of Ephraim of the Canaanite tribes, named Morra. Now I am going to all nations, so I join this caravan. They are doing well to me, so I just want to take their belongings and leave their lives to let them go home. I think you are not short of slaves and warriors."

The leader replied: "I am one of these three leaders - Lajia. I cannot make a complete decision on this matter, but I think other people should agree to your request. Prophet, please come with me and let me introduce other leaders to you if you don't dislike us as bandits." When he said the last words, the other bandits also paid attention to it, wanting to know how the god's prophet Mora views them bandits.

Mora didn't say anything else, but said lightly: "Okay, please."

The leader put his knife into the sheath and took Mora to the country they occupied. The journey was a little farther, and he brought a white foal for Mora.

Unexpectedly, Mora looked at the foal and frowned. The leader and his men thought Mora were not satisfied, so they said, "Please forgive me, Lord Prophet. The only best foal we have now. But there are better ones in the country. Can you prepare for you at that time?"

Morra replied, "I don't care about these things, but I grew up in the temple since I was a child and never went out to graze, so I never rode a horse." The leader showed a embarrassed look. Although he was of the same level as the boy, he did not want to offend a disciple.

But then Mora's words frightened him, and Mora said, "You can ride horses in front, I can keep up with you."

The leader was very surprised. He knew that the warrior was extremely fast. Even he could leapt to catch the birds falling on the ground, but it could not last long. But seeing that the young man could do this easily, he made one more sure of something - this young man was definitely extremely favored by the gods, because every time an ordinary disciple used superpower, he needed to communicate with the gods for a long time, and even offered sacrifices or made a wish for the gods. But this young man actually used his divine power as simple as eating and drinking water, just like he was the god himself!

The leader hid this surprised thought deeply in his heart and did not reveal it. His subordinates didn't know much about the powerful world, so they were not surprised. The leader chose a fast horse and set off with Mora.

At first the leader walked slowly, but then he found that Mora didn't care at all, so he gradually accelerated and almost ran away in the end.

But Mora is like an ordinary person walking, his footsteps are not fast, and his eyes can clearly see it, but he is always a little in front of the leader - so that he will not be choked by the dust.

Everyone who followed the leader was shocked in his heart. There were several sounds that they had drawn their swords toward such an extremely powerful disciple. They suddenly felt cold in their hearts. They didn't even dare to look at Mora, for fear that he would feel offended him and kill him.
Chapter completed!