He stepped outside the hole and the shadow that had originally covered him dissipated in an uproar.

The sunlight fell on him.

The soldiers finally saw the man's appearance.

Feet, legs, body...and then face.

He opened his eyes wide in shock, his lips shivered, and the quill in his hand fell on the table with a slight click, and the ink marks splashed black spots on the paper.

His legs became weak and he knelt straight down.

The soldier looked up at Chen Feng, almost his soul was out of his body, and he opened his mouth and murmured in disbelief.

"Light... Lord God of Light."

The soldiers who had just been called also arrived at the scene at this moment.

The first row of soldiers saw Chen Feng's appearance and immediately stopped in place. The soldiers behind did not expect that the person in front would stop and bumped into them.

There was no noise, no push, no noise, and everyone calmed down completely the moment they raised their heads.

About a minute passed.

The sound of weapons falling to the ground and the friction between clothes came from the air.

They threw down their weapons, knelt slowly on the ground, and called softly.

"Lord God of Light."

Their heads were lying on the ground and they all turned into prototypes—a large area of ​​neatly standing beetles.

Turning into its original form is the supreme etiquette of all high-level monsters in the Huming Realm facing the superiors.

The first time Chen Feng saw such a big formation, of course, it was the first time he saw so many beetles. He was silent for a moment and said, "...get up."

The soldiers then raised their heads from the ground, but they did not become human.

They stared at Chen Feng, looking both admiring and obsessed.

Obviously, they had already smelled the comfortable breath that made Chen Feng's body that made people want to get close.

The prince's spiritual power had almost recovered, and he immediately jumped out of Chen Feng's arms.

Chen Feng didn't catch him for a moment, so he didn't know where he flew.

The prince changed into adulthood behind the stone mountain not far away.

He looked coldly at his subjects, Zhengwu, and knelt piously in front of his enemies.

The curve of the corners of his mouth was slightly sarcastic, and his expression was very sarcastic.

His highness, the pampered little prince, gritted his teeth and sweared in the first time in his life.

"God of Light?"
Chapter completed!