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Chapter 55 God's Armor

"I lost."

Bronski collapsed to the ground, no longer having the strength to stand up.

He lowered his head, looking at the huge axe that appeared in Banner's hand at some point, feeling even more disappointed.

He won without even using the battle axe that God had given Banner.

I am full of confidence, but it's really a joke.

"Boss, what are you going to do? Kill me, the usurper?"

Bronsky's voice was low and hoarse. He slowly raised his head and looked at Banner unwillingly.

"Usurper? You seem to think too highly of yourself. Your mindless actions cannot shake my position. You fell before I even exerted any strength."

That contemptuous look made Bronski angry again. He struggled to get up and fight Banner for another three hundred rounds, but as soon as he started to move, a foot stepped down on him, making him sit back down.

"Still want to move? With a wretch like you, it's futile to struggle."

Banner's voice was calm and firm. He had no intention of hurting Bronski further. He simply pressed the other person lightly with one foot as a warning.

"I lost, I admit it, I will be loyal to you in the future, Boss, please forgive me this time."

Bronski finally gave up resistance completely. He closed his eyes, took a long breath, and said words that he himself did not believe.

Since Banner didn't kill himself directly, he probably wouldn't kill himself.

Banner grinned. Even a dog wouldn't believe Bronsky's loyalty to him.

Bronski was sincere in his belief in the Blood God, but to himself, it was a complete joke.

Don’t you know what kind of monsters and demons your subordinates are?
These are just a bunch of bastards who will take advantage of their superiors whenever they get the chance.

"Bronsky, you don't have to be so quick to pledge your allegiance. I hope you can prove your change with your actions."

Banner didn't care about his loyalty, the war was about to start, and what he cared about was how many people Bronsky could kill in this war.

Especially the Church of Dagon, he had a deep grudge against the Church of Dagon, and later on in the battlefield he had to contribute sometimes.

"I understand, Boss. I will prove my worth with practical actions and will never let you down."

This is his only chance to survive now. If the war was not about to break out, Banner would definitely not give him a chance to survive.

However, although he was the beneficiary, he also despised Banner's decision at this moment.

Even if a war is about to break out, it is necessary to maintain internal unity. Banner is being too petty.

"Very good. I will forgive your past, but your future will be determined by your performance."

As soon as he finished speaking, a blood-red light fell on Banner's body.

The light of the Blood God was like a blazing flame, instantly enveloping Banner's entire body. The light contained an ancient and powerful power that seemed to be able to tear apart the void and reshape all things.

As the light gradually faded, a set of armor with shining blood-red patterns slowly condensed on Banner's body. Every inch of the armor revealed an ominous and majestic aura.

This armor not only enhances Banner's defense, but also gives him unprecedented speed and strength.

His eyes also became as deep as a pool of blood, flashing with coldness and determination.

Banner stood there, like a god of war walking out of hell, surrounded by a heart-pounding aura.

"Boys, the great Blood God has blessed me again. Without a doubt, I am the Blood God's most favored champion warrior and your unquestionable leader!"

As Banner finished speaking, the air around them seemed to be ignited, and a wave of enthusiasm quickly spread among the crowd. They all looked up, their eyes full of awe and enthusiasm, as if they had witnessed the advent of a miracle with their own eyes.

"The light of the Blood God shines upon us, and Banner will lead us to victory!"

"Boss, let's start the fight. My stick is thirsty!"

"It's time to taste the blood!"

Deafening cheers resounded through the sky, as if tearing the sky apart.

The soldiers raised their weapons high and waved them wildly, their faces filled with unprecedented excitement and anticipation.

Looking at this scene, Bronsky felt like a clown for a moment.

It was obvious that he was supposed to replace Banner and become the Blood God's most favored warrior.

But the result was that Banner beat him up again, and thus he got the armor bestowed by the Blood God again.

These little brothers in the camp also defected and threw themselves into Banner's arms again.

Bronski felt mixed emotions, both unwilling and helpless.

His current situation was not optimistic, but the desire for victory deep in his heart had not been completely extinguished.

He secretly observed the fanatical warriors around him. Their eyes were filled with only admiration for Banner and longing for the future, as if he had been completely marginalized.

However, war is a melting pot of fire and blood. As long as you are not dead after entering it, you will make it out sooner or later, and you will still have many opportunities.

Banner didn't know Bronski's little thoughts, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

After all, he is just a defeated general and can't get out of his own hands. Instead of paying attention to him, it is better to have fun with Betty.

At least, Betty's skills in bed are amazing, and even if Banner were to shrink in size now, he would still be extremely huge.

But even so, Betty was able to satisfy him, wow, this is really.
"Banner, I'm glad you're okay!"

While Banner was in a daze, a clear and pleasant voice interrupted his thoughts. He turned around suddenly and saw Betty running towards him with a mixture of worry and joy on her face.

"Is this armor given to you by the Blood God?"

Betty asked softly, her hand unconsciously touching a pattern on the armor, as if she could feel the power contained in it.

Banner smiled and nodded.

"Yes, the Blood God has given me power again."

Feeling the growing power in his body, Banner felt unprecedented freedom at this moment.

He no longer had to live a life of being hunted. With such powerful strength and his little brothers, no one dared to hunt him anymore. Even those who had hunted him before had joined him and become his little brothers.

"Hey, Banner, you look pretty good. Congratulations on being favored by God again."

Ross walked up and congratulated Banner, but before Banner could reply, Betty stood in front of Banner.

"Dad, I asked you to help Banner fight Bronski before, but you didn't go. Now Banner has won by himself, why are you here again?"

Ross was frozen on the spot by his daughter's disrespectful words. Having been through many battles, he didn't know what to do for a moment.

What should I do if my daughter betrays me?
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(End of this chapter)