In the endless wheat field, there was only panting and sweat falling to the ground.

Each of the semi-god warriors wore shackles made of divine gold alloy, like a group of ants eating the heaven and earth, bending down to harvest.

At the beginning, their divine power was barely enough.

There were armored formations, marching step by step facing the farmland, crushing them inch by inch.

"Wind! Wind! Wind!"

"Tap! Tread! Tread!"

Amidst the sound of neat footsteps, the soldiers in front waved their sickles, causing large areas of crops to fall, while the soldiers in the rear tied up the fallen wheat seedlings in an orderly manner.

Their spiritual thoughts were suppressed and they could only perceive a range within three meters, but it was enough.

A person with supernatural powers walks in the strong wind, and the wind blades surround his body. Wherever he passes, the wheat seedlings are chopped off and stacked together by the soft wind.

There is a person with superpowers who presses the earth with his hands, looks up to the sky and roars: "Get up!"

The earth surged, lifting up the wheat seedlings.

There are also people with wood-type powers walking leisurely, and the surrounding crops move on their own, and the roots break free from the soil and stack up on their own.

There are also wild beasts like clouds, roaring and roaring.

Soldiers rode fierce beasts and charged through the wheat fields, causing wheat seedlings to fall neatly wherever they passed.

"kill!!"

"Commander Lu is not here, so we don't have to shout those strange slogans at last!"

"Brothers, we are cavalry. Even if we cut territory, we are faster than armor! We must not be looked down upon!"

"Mount, charge with me!"

One hundred thousand demigod realm cavalry trampled them, but the mounts were all of the same demigod realm!

In addition, there is a swordsman in white walking with his back to him. Although he is holding a sickle in his hand, he is still handsome.

The sickle shook, the sword energy surrounded it, and the wheat seedlings fell to the ground!

Every time I take a step, I chant poems in unison.

It's just that the poem I recited is a bit weird, and it becomes inexplicably down-to-earth...

"It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil!"

"Who knows dishes on the menu, A Journey!"

A literati excitedly raised his brush, his body reflected a faint metallic luster, and the stack of muscles on his back even revealed the word "Ren"!

"The Master said, "The deceased is like a man who never gives up day and night!"

"The wheat seedlings harvested by me are like the rolling river, flowing day and night!"

"Use this piece of wheat to strengthen our minds and temper our bodies!"

Some warriors clenched their fists and punched the wheat seedlings, blood spurted out, and bloody tigers and white cranes roared in the sky and earth.

"Little wheat seedling, eat my Xingyiquan!"

"Monkey steals peach!"

"The white crane spreads its wings!"

There was also an assassin in black holding a sickle, who flashed past and countless wheat seedlings fell down.

Although his head is shackled and his vision is blocked, his spiritual mind can still detect a distance of three meters, and there is also pressure to help indicate the direction.

At the beginning, all the demigod-level members of the God-Slaying Army were in good order, and even had the mind to keep breathing.

"Xiao Liu," the veteran said, listening to the heavy breathing behind him, "keep breathing, don't panic."

"You have to know that the Commander-in-Chief's God-Forging Plan is ultimately for our own good."

"This is the third time I have participated. Although it was dangerous the first two times, the commander-in-chief was fully prepared. This time it will be a little hard at most. Keep your strength. It only takes 10,000 meters to pass."

"The same is true in battle. You must remain calm at all times."

"Squad Leader Zhang," Xiao Liu managed to adjust his breathing, and then asked curiously: "It's your third time, how proud are you?"

Monitor Zhang: "???"

"What the hell, are you still teasing me? Ah?" Squad Leader Zhang gritted his teeth and said: "Do you know how low the success rate is? I came from a miserable background when I was a child, and I am too determined! No matter what I encounter, I will not panic! This

Do you blame me?"

"You're still taunting me. If you weren't working on the God-Building Project now, I would kick you to death!"

Xiaoliu said quickly: "Monitor Zhang, adjust your breathing and stay calm!"

Monitor Zhang: "..."

"Then, monitor Zhang, if you don't teach me to stay calm, would I be more likely to break through?" Xiao Liu said thoughtfully.

Monitor Zhang: "???"

But as time passed bit by bit, sweat gradually dripped from the foreheads of all the soldiers, and sweat gradually dripped from their backs.

The team gradually became uneven, and the members of the demigod realm who originally had the energy to encourage each other stopped talking.

When people are tired, they really don’t want to talk.

This endless wheat field seems to never end in sight. There are still three meters away from three meters away, and the next three meters away is still three meters away.

It was like a slowly running meat grinder, turning little by little, crushing the will of these soldiers little by little, extinguishing their hopes little by little, squeezing out every drop of their physical strength and sweat, and making their bodies reach the ultimate state of exhaustion.

It turns out that when you are extremely tired, it will hurt.

But fortunately, the body has also become numb, like a small boat sailing in endless despair and pain, ready to fall into the abyss at any time.

"Squad leader Zhang, huh, huh," Xiao Liu gasped: "10,000 meters, haven't we arrived yet..."

"Shut up...you stupid new recruit...keep your strength up."

Captain Zhang gasped for breath.

Ten thousand meters is so long.

At first, Squad Leader Zhang counted the steps, but two hours later, he had already forgotten to count the steps.

The fatigue almost caused his brain to stop functioning.

He pressed the button on the shackles, and a cold and gentle tone came from it: "Currently, three thousand meters."

Three thousand meters...

Is it only three thousand meters...

Squad Leader Zhang gave a wry smile, he was really going back further and further. He originally thought that it would be 6,000 meters away.

And now my harvest is getting slower and slower.

From a distance, Lin Fan silently looked at the soldier walking at the front.

These soldiers pushed forward all the way, and the fastest one was already six thousand meters.

"Zhang Han? He seems to be an old soldier who has failed twice in a row... his physical fitness is indeed very strong."

Xingye on the side whispered: "What if they really finish harvesting 10,000 meters? You know, 10,000 meters is for the demigod realm..."

"Don't worry, the harvest is endless." Lin Fan said lightly: "Extreme fatigue will make people stop thinking. In the endless darkness, they can't remember how far they have gone."

"Even if they harvest 100,000 meters, they still can't exceed 9,000 meters."

"The farther back you go, the slower the change in the distance of the prompter will be. At first, the prompter may only underreport the distance by a few dozen meters for every kilometer, but in the end, after they have harvested a thousand meters, it will only jump a hundred meters.

"

"They're just getting more and more desperate."

"Ah?" Xingye was stunned for a moment, then whispered: "Fortunately, I have become a god long ago..."

This Lin Fan is so despicable and shameless!

By the way, if I have children in the future, I won’t be as despicable as him!

Captain Zhang gasped for breath, and at the moment his pace slowed down.

"Snapped!"

A wind blade struck him hard on the back like a whip.

Even for a strong man in the demigod realm, the power of this hundred-meter wind blade was still unbearable. In an instant, Squad Leader Zhang couldn't help but wailed and fell to the ground!

"Plop!!"

A voice said: "Get up and keep doing it!"

It was the members of the Divine Legion who took action.

Squad Leader Zhang, whose brain had slowed down, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered a young face that he had protected behind him, and immediately said: "Old, third child? What the hell are you..."

"Squad Leader Zhang, get up and keep working." The voice was silent and ruthless.
To be continued...