My neighborhood has time-traveled.

Chapter 74 The New Gods

"Yes, Captain! You've come back just in time! Otherwise, I, Old Niu, might be done for today!"

Niu Dazhuang patted his chest, still shaken.

His mantis-like arm was covered with cracks, and blood was constantly dripping from it.

Zhang Jingfeng nodded with a wry smile. His mutated leg was bent unnaturally, clearly indicating that he had also suffered a serious injury: "Captain, your strength... has increased too much. Just now, I could hardly keep up with your speed."

If his eyes hadn't also begun to mutate into insect-like compound eyes, he probably wouldn't have been able to see Li Hao's movements at all.

Looking at his comrades who had fought side by side and were covered in wounds, Li Hao was also somewhat moved.

He said in a deep voice, "Everyone has worked hard. Let's not talk about that now. Let's treat the wounded and take stock of the losses. Zhou Mengting, you take stock of the casualties."

"Okay!" Zhou Mengting immediately agreed and turned to make the arrangements.

Wang Hao, standing nearby, suddenly remembered something and asked in confusion, "By the way, that golden Behemoth..."

He saw that Li Hao was shirtless and his pants were tattered.

It goes without saying that they went through an incredibly difficult battle.

"Dead." Li Hao's answer was concise and powerful.

Although they had expected it, everyone still gasped when they heard it confirmed with their own ears, and then their faces broke into uncontrollable joy and shock!

"Dead! Really dead!"

"Great! The biggest threat is gone!"

"Captain Li Hao is awesome! He can even kill a Golden Behemoth!"

Cheers erupted again, this time louder, filled with the relief of finally escaping annihilation.

Many residents who were slumped on the ground couldn't help but hug each other and weep.

Li Hao wasn't caught up in the cheers. His gaze swept over the ruins of the collapsed thirty-plus-story building, his brow furrowed: "What are the casualties in that building?"

Wang Hao's face darkened, and he sighed, "Thanks to that girl Zhang Xiaonan, she used her telekinesis to forcefully suspend the entire building in mid-air for a moment at the last moment, which greatly reduced the impact of the collapse and the speed of the fall."

Zhao Meng rescued the most dangerous group again... A preliminary inspection just now showed that although the building structure had collapsed, Xiao Nan's cushioning had created many relatively stable triangular spaces inside.

Many people are trapped, but there should still be quite a few survivors calling for help.

A hint of approval and relief flashed in Li Hao's eyes: "Immediately organize all personnel to prioritize rescuing the survivors under the rubble! Be careful of secondary collapses!"

The order was quickly relayed.

Exhausted survivors unleashed astonishing strength once again, frantically digging and clearing the ruins with tools and even their bare hands.

Shouts, responses, and words of encouragement rose and fell.

Li Hao also took action personally. His powerful strength and initial control over the force field allowed him to easily move the huge reinforced concrete block, greatly improving the efficiency of the rescue.

Meanwhile, Li Hao took a break and left for a moment. A moment later, he returned, dragging a pale golden corpse with one hand, and threw it heavily onto the open ground in the center of the community.

It was the corpse of the Golden Behemoth!

Although it was dead, its perfectly sculpted body and the faint, lingering aura of power still made everyone who saw it feel a chill.

Upon seeing the corpse that symbolized the most terrifying enemy, the residents of the community erupted in even more enthusiastic cheers and shouts, their morale soaring.

The human prisoners, bound and crouching in the corner, were stunned and petrified the moment they saw the corpse of the Golden Behemoth, as if struck by lightning.

Their eyes widened, their mouths agape, their faces etched with extreme terror, bewilderment, and the despair of a collapsing faith.

"Huang... Chieftain of the Golden Behemoth Clan..."

"God...is dead?"

"Our god... has been killed..."

"This is impossible... impossible..."

Muttering voices spread among the indigenous prisoners. Many of them could not accept this fact, their eyes were empty, as if they had lost the pillar of their souls.

However, this breakdown and confusion did not last long.

Having been enslaved by Behemoths for a long time and instilled with the idea that "might makes right," their mindset has long been solidified.

The old "god" has fallen, so Li Hao, who defeated the old god and displayed even greater power, is naturally the new "god"!

An elderly indigenous man who appeared to be of some status was the first to recover from his shock.

His cloudy eyes were fixed on Li Hao, then on the corpse of the golden Behemoth on the ground, and the fear in his eyes was gradually replaced by a twisted fanaticism.

He suddenly struggled, and despite being bound, he forced himself to crawl towards Li Hao in the most devout and humble posture, his forehead pressed against the ground, and shouted in a stiff but incredibly clear voice:

"A new god! You are the new god of our human race!!"

That shout was like a spark thrown into boiling oil!

The other indigenous prisoners were startled and looked up at Li Hao.

That figure, bathed in the golden light of the setting sun, resembled a god of war.

That unparalleled power, the corpses of the ancient gods beneath his feet.

Everything perfectly matched their image of God.

Fear quickly transforms into worship, and despair sublimates into fanatical faith!

"New God!"

"A god among humans!"

"Homage to the new gods!"

Shouts erupted from the indigenous prisoners.

Ignoring the ropes binding them, they struggled and rushed to kneel and prostrate themselves in Li Hao's direction.

His eyes were filled with unprecedented fervor and awe.

At this moment, Li Hao's status in their hearts even surpassed that of the former Golden Behemoth.

Because Li Hao is human!

It is the god of their own kind!

This gives them a distorted sense of belonging and honor.

Wang Hao, Li Wen, Zhao Meng, and the others looked at each other, bewildered and shocked by this absurd yet real scene.

"This...this is already a new master?" Li Wen clicked his tongue. "Isn't that a bit too realistic?"

Wang Hao shook his head with a wry smile: "They have been enslaved for too long, their thinking has become rigid, and they only recognize the strongest power."

Li Hao killed their old god and displayed power far exceeding that of the old god, naturally becoming their new object of worship.

From a certain perspective, this might be a good thing...

Recognizing Li Hao as the new god will at least make him easier to manage.

Sometimes the power of faith is more effective than any rules or forceful measures.

Zhao Meng watched silently, his eyes filled with complex emotions, lost in thought.

Niu Dazhuang scratched his head: "Goodness gracious, the brigade leader has become a god? What are we then? Divine messengers?"

The group looked at each other, then couldn't help but laugh.

Li Hao looked at the indigenous people kneeling on the ground and was somewhat surprised by their behavior.

However, as Wang Hao said, it is a good thing that these natives recognize him as their new god, and from now on they will obey his every command.

Suddenly remembering something, he turned and ordered Niu Dazhuang, "Go and bring out that woman named Yingyue."

Niu Dazhuang ran inside, entered the mud-brick house, saw Yingyue, and said slowly and with great interest, "Do you know what just happened?"

Yingyue gave him a cold look. "I heard shouts of battle, and the voice of the Behemoth God. It seems my god has come to save me. I guess you're going to release me now."

A victorious smile curved her lips.

Niu Dazhuang chuckled. "Congratulations, you guessed wrong."

"Impossible! You couldn't possibly have the power to withstand my Behemoth God!" Yingyue frowned, looking incredulous, thinking that Niu Dazhuang was lying to her.

"Hmph, you pathetic slaves, worshipping beasts as gods. Let me tell you, your Silver Behemoth and that Golden Behemoth have already been killed by our Captain Li Hao," Niu Dazhuang mocked.

Yingyue's eyes widened. "What! Impossible! You must be lying to me. This is your conspiracy! You want to get the cultivation method for battle qi from me!"

Her tone was incredibly certain.

"Hmph, pathetic woman, you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin. Come on, let me show you your so-called headless god."

Niu Dazhuang pulled Yingyue, who was tied up, out.

Once outside, Yingyue quickly saw the natives kneeling and worshipping Li Hao.

Her eyes swept across the empty space, and her pupils immediately contracted.

When she saw the mountain of Behemoth corpses, especially that pale golden body that made her soul tremble even in death, her body suddenly stiffened and her pupils shrank to the extreme.

The Golden Clan Chief... is he really dead?

The Silver Guardians...are all dead too?

How...how is this possible?!

This is the god they believe in.

He died just like that…

That man... he really did it!

Her worldview, the beliefs she fought for and was even proud of, shattered like fragile glass at this moment.

She stood there, stunned, watching the indigenous people kneeling and worshipping Li Hao with fervor.

Looking at the man who once defeated her but is now revered as a god, her mind went blank.

"Captain, I've brought her here." Niu Dazhuang brought the woman to Li Hao.

Li Hao glanced at the woman's dazed expression, then pointed to the golden Behemoth's corpse on the ground.

"I told you I would kill him. Now, hand over the method for cultivating battle qi." Li Hao's words were utterly blunt and carried a command.

Deep down, he had already accepted the idea of ​​these natives becoming his slaves.

fair?

That is impossible.

These people massacred the community.

He had already done more than enough by not killing them all.

Where else can they be given the same rights as the residents of the community?

A slave will always be a slave.

From now on, these indigenous people, and their descendants, will be slaves to the residents of the community for their entire lives, serving the Chinese bloodline generation after generation!

This is to repay the blood debt they incurred for killing the residents of the community.

Yingyue shuddered and snapped out of her daze.

She looked into Li Hao's deep and majestic eyes, then at the fervently kneeling compatriots around her, and finally her gaze fell on the golden Behemoth, whom she had once worshipped but was now a cold corpse.

Struggle, humiliation, resentment, the emptiness after the collapse of faith... all sorts of emotions flashed quickly through her eyes.

Ultimately, all emotions dissipated into a resigned dejection.

And... a trace of instinctive awe and longing for even greater power that she herself was unaware of.

"Thump."

Her knees buckled, and she knelt upright before Li Hao, bowing her head deeply in a posture more standard and devout than the surrounding natives, her forehead pressed against the blood-stained ground.

Those heads, once held high and representing the dignity of noble bloodlines, now drooped humbly.

Her voice trembled slightly with complex emotions, yet it rang out clearly in the gradually quieting square:

"You... are the new ruler, the true god of humanity."

"Shadowmoon...I am willing to serve you as my lord and offer all my loyalty."

"The method of cultivating battle qi... Shadow Moon... I will present it immediately."