He just raised his hand slowly, his fingertips twitching slightly. There were no powerful spiritual energy waves, no dazzling supernatural phenomena, but rather a sense of calm as if he was completely in control of the situation.
The soldier in the front row, seeing David refusing to obey, flashed a cruel glint in his eyes and suddenly pulled the trigger with his fingertip.
In his view, the strangely dressed young man before him was nothing more than a vagabond of unknown origins who dared to ignore his orders and should be punished.
Bang!
The deafening sound of gunfire broke the gray silence, breaking the monotony of the desert.
A brass-colored bullet, spinning rapidly with extremely high heat, shot through the air, traveled several tens of feet, and hit David right between the eyebrows!
The bullet traveled at extremely high speed, leaving a faint afterimage in the air. For ordinary people in the secular world, there would be no time to react.
However, in David’s perception, the trajectory of the bullet was like a picture magnified a hundred times, with every inch of movement clearly visible and extremely slow, even the texture on the surface of the bullet was clearly visible.
Having experienced countless life and death battles, he had seen attacks a hundred times more powerful than these bullets. To him, such attacks were like ants trying to shake a tree.
He didn’t shy away.
No action taken.
He didn’t even blink.
The bullet hit the target three inches in front of him, and suddenly a pale gray light screen appeared, as thin as a cicada’s wing and as flexible as flowing water. The light was not dazzling, but it gave off an ancient and unchanging aura.
However, when the bullet carrying terrifying kinetic energy hit the target, it was as if the bullet had hit an indestructible stone wall, immediately stopping, changing shape, flattening, and shattering into pieces.
It turned into a handful of brass fragments and fell without making a sound, as if it had never been fired.
The light curtain flickered and then disappeared, as if it had never existed, leaving only a faint metallic scent in the air, proving that what had just happened was not an illusion.
The whole room fell silent.
The soldier who fired the shot remains in the shooting position, holding the rifle with both hands, but his eyes are wide open and his pupils are unfocused. He froze in place as if he had been frozen, his mind was blank, and he even forgot to breathe.
The weapons in the hands of about a dozen other soldiers trembled slightly, and some of them opened their mouths wide, their teeth chattering.
Some people’s legs feel weak and they can barely stand, their knees bend slightly. Others had unfocused pupils, were breathing rapidly, and almost dropped their weapons. Their faces were filled with horror and disbelief.
The refugees who had been crouching with their heads bowed in their hands, now raised their heads, their numb and empty eyes now shining with an indescribable light—the light of horror, trembling, hope, and awe.
Some people couldn’t hold their breath, their voices trembled; some covered their mouths, afraid to make a sound, but tears rolled down their cheeks; Some people’s knees buckled and they knelt on the ground, their foreheads pressed against the sand, their entire bodies shaking.
Soon after, like dominoes, one figure after another knelt down.
The soldiers dropped their weapons, fell to their knees with a thud, their foreheads pressed tightly against the sand, their bodies shaking like leaves in the wind.
The voices of the soldiers were filled with extreme fear and deep devotion: “O Lord Divine Messenger! Divine Messenger has descended! Divine Messenger, forgive us! We were blind and have offended Your divine power!”
They had never seen such a strange sight; Not even bullets could injure him in the slightest. Such power can only be possessed by legendary gods.
The refugees were already prostrate on the ground, not daring to lift their heads. Some even sobbed and prostrated themselves incoherently, shouting, “O divine messenger! O divine messenger, protect us! We ask the divine messenger to bless us! We ask the divine messenger to save us!”
In this land of despair, they have long placed all their hopes in supernatural gods. At this moment, David’s appearance was like a glimmer of light amidst the darkness, giving them a glimmer of possibility for survival.
David frowned almost imperceptibly.
He slightly raised his hand, his voice calm and clear, but possessing an irresistible and piercing power, clearly audible to everyone, like a divine decree: “Rise, all of you.”
There were no excessive emotional fluctuations, no artificially authoritative tone, but those three simple words carried an inherent sense of authority.
The sight gave chills to everyone kneeling on the ground. The fear and awe that radiated from the depths of their souls became increasingly intense, but they did not dare to refute in the slightest.
FAQ Novel
Q: What is the “divine fire” mentioned?
A: The “divine fire” refers to extreme energy generated by a nuclear explosion.
Q: What is the elder’s name?
A: The elder’s name is Gu Gen, and he is also called Old Man Gu Tou.
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