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"Ahem."

"Your Majesty, I am too restrained by divine power."

"I know, I'm useless, why don't you treat me like this, Your Majesty."

"The Scarlet Lord has arrived, and the Lord of Decay also died under the sun some time ago, but this also shows that there is room for the Lord to descend."

Charles coughed twice: "If. I mean if, if your Majesty did it yourself, the souls here belong to your Majesty."

"As long as the ancient gods cooperate, then even if they are incarnations, there will be no order that can stop my Majesty's steps."

"and"

Silence, extremely silent silence.

The majestic existences in the distorted space outside the sky began to think.

They are hesitating and wandering.

Charles wiped the blood from his mouth: "Xia's recovery is always gradual. With the power of my Majesty, it may be difficult to enter the god level."

"Walking around Shia as an avatar, collecting resources, souls, and cries, may be the best thing for your Majesty."

"And the humble Charles is willing to be a sharp knife in the hands of His Majesty, serving every one who comes."

A series of consciousnesses were thinking, wandering in this space full of ruins.

In the distance, a young man wearing a sun god robe and an expressionless face appeared.

He stared at Charles indifferently.

The sun's rays can illuminate the darkness, but there are always some dark corners with a little shadow.

This is why Hurley was unable to kill Charles time and time again.

"Please wait a moment, Dear Mr. Hurley."

The moment he raised his hand, a very familiar voice sounded.

Turning around, an evil ghost filled with the power of the sun was staring at him.

It was quickly erased by the power of the sun, but he still said gracefully: "My name is Charles. If you count, we are also old friends."

"As the saying goes, there are no eternal friends and no eternal enemies."

Hurley raised his hand, and the power of the sun began to gather, and the radiance of divine magic heated up the entire sky.

The reassuring light of the sun shines on the evil spirit, instantly erasing it.

A powerful magical aura blasted towards Charles' body.

Boom~

The sun's rays enveloped the ruins, and the entire ruins began to melt, but the darkness in the center had disappeared.

Hurley was not surprised. If it was so easy to kill Charles, he would have killed this difficult guy long ago.

And he has always had a feeling that this person favored by the dark god is not so vulnerable, but is running away from something.

"Mr. Hurley, there is no need to be so angry. We are not life-and-death enemies, right?"

The familiar voice sounded again, and he turned his head. The guy with the power of the sun appeared for the third time.

The first time he was killed directly by him, the second time was just now, and now.

"Seven border towns."

Hurley said coldly, his tone full of murderous intent.

"It's just useless trash. What's the point of having more?"

Boom~

This hillside was instantly enveloped in high temperatures.

Hurley turned around, the murderous intent in his eyes became more intense, but...

He turned to look to the west, where the afterglow of the sun was shining, dyeing the world golden.

And darkness began to gather there.

He stepped indifferently, and when he appeared again, the familiar voice sounded for the fourth time.

"There is no need to hate me so much. Let's cooperate, Mr. Hurley."

"Not interested." Hurley raised his hand coldly, and his divine power surged again. The faith in the air quickly gathered and became the fuel for the sun's divine power, stimulating the magic to shake the surrounding space.

"What if it's the God of Hunting?"

Buzz~

The structure of the divine art suddenly stopped, and the golden light spread slowly like a rootless flame.

"My mission is to sacrifice your federation. You know, if I wanted to, I could have done it a year ago, but I didn't."

The evil ghost's lower body was gone, and the power of the sun was slowly eroding the evil ghost's body.

Inexplicably, Hurley thought of a magical technique.

This person favored by the ancient gods is using his breath to block the perception of gods!

Hurley didn't speak but looked at the evil ghost calmly, his thoughts were very complicated for a while.

Every scene of the past year flashed through his mind.

The critical rescues again and again, the roar of the sun's praises again and again, the destruction of the city again and again.

It seems that he can always catch up, even one of the angels died in his hands

These coincidences come together.

Hurley's pupils shrank violently, this being who tried his best to help the ancient god was hunting the ancient god!

And now invites himself to cooperate and carry out his plan together!

"God's first goal will only be to destroy your order, and within a month, I estimate that at least seven divine envoys will come. This is the most powerful divine power among the ancient gods."

"If sir insists on doing this, there will be no coincidence."

As soon as the voice fell, the evil spirit disappeared.

But a new evil spirit appeared again carrying the power of the sun.

Hurley was a little hesitant and was about to say something.

Boom boom boom...

Behind him, a strong buzzing sound sounded.

Hurley turned his head.

In the sky, huge mechas spanned several kilometers. Each mecha was more than 300 meters tall and full of technological sense. They slowly landed on the ground, causing the earth to tremble continuously.

The evil ghost paused and looked at the endless mecha formation, with inexplicable emotions flashing through his eyes.

"Mr. Hurley, it seems that you still have some background, so I hope you can eat the gift I gave you, so that you don't have to worry anymore."

The evil ghost was slowly dissipating, and it said coldly: "Also, evidence is meaningless."

Boom~

In the void, the magic of recording a scene was instantly broken.

"The real game begins"

The evil ghost's last head also disappeared invisible in the power of the sun.

"Mr. Hurley, the newly elected Honorary Member of the Federation of Stars, is here to assist!"

——

[You have created 5 mythical armors, with experience points +2,500,000, attribute points +10, skill points +17, and additional experience points +2,500,000. 】

Bai Bian let out a long sigh of relief.

Looking at the five golden belts, a smile appeared on his face.

The production is getting faster and faster, one and a half months.

When they walked out of the laboratory, Diane had already left. The dragon who was running happily sensed something and hid behind Luoning in a swish. He grabbed the hem of her clothes with two claws and looked at Bai Bing carefully.

Annie will never forget the aura of divine evil and silkworm life in her life, and the white plague now casts a huge shadow on her.

Bai Bian ignored her, and after saying hello to Luo Ning, left the city lord's mansion and headed to the Apocalypse Army's station.

This time, the top ten with the most outstanding military exploits are all back.

As for the top ten players in Tianqi, they all have two brushes. What Bai Bian has to do is to give the first one a fixed quota, and then select the suitable one from the top ten to carry the mythical armor.

Of course, if the number one person hates him, then even if he is number one in battle, he will not be able to win the mythical armor.

After all, White Blight has no intention of cultivating white-eyed wolves.

As for the reasonable explanation, once the words conflicting talents come out, no one in the world can refute it, because only he can create the mythical armor.

After joining the Apocalypse Legion, the first in combat achievements was a middle-aged great swordsman from the human race.

His eyes were very cloudy, like a zombie without self, but the evil aura on his body made even Bai Bie look at him with suspicion.

When he saw Bai Ying now, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, and he saluted with a hoarse voice: "I have met the Lord of Bai Ying City."

White plague meal. Potential: B silver middle.

Scan, and come with mental power detection.

Bai Bian fell silent and threw the mythical armor directly to him.

This person cultivated entirely through perseverance, and his body was covered with scars and scars from training.

He can only be described as an almost desperate warrior.

He doesn't have much talent, but with his physical strength and perseverance, Bai Yi believes that he will not let down the armor.

Bai Bian glanced around, and a smile appeared on his face. There were many people with similar military achievements.

Shia seems to have no shortage of hard-working people.

Three S-class potentials.

First and seventh in combat merit, B and A potential.

The five mythical armors instantly had their own masters.

"You wait here for three days, and go to your legion commander in three days."

"Yes!"×5

Excitement, excitement, joy, disappointment, resentment, anger.

Various emotions circulated among these ten people. Bai Bian observed it and said calmly: "There are five people left. The 6th, 2nd, and 8th ones still have a chance, and the 10th and 3rd place can make breakthroughs on their own."

As he said that, he turned around and walked out.

"Why!"

Suddenly, a muffled voice sounded.

Bai Bian did not stop and continued to move forward.

"Why! I am second."

The young man shouted hysterically: "I also have the highest potential, why? I don't accept it!"

He seemed to want to rush forward, but a hand covered in golden armor was placed on his shoulder, and he could only struggle feebly.

All attributes are 400, which is crushing for Silver.

The space around Bai Bian flashed and he left here instantly.

There was no need for him to explain that the weak only had the right to obey orders, but not the right to make demands.

No hatred or malice can be hidden from him.

This doesn't make sense.

It doesn't matter if he rebels or spreads rumors. If he has to take care of these small things, then why should he be the city leader?

As for whether these people resented him because of the reform, or for other reasons, it didn't matter. Bai Bian didn't care about it.

Return to the city lord's mansion.

There are currently eight mythical warriors.

This is the escort on the Star Sea Battleship, and it is an indispensable part of the Star Sea Battleship.

And the floating city

Everything else is easy to get, but for the master alchemist, the only thing missing is the energy core!

The energy core of Sky City requires huge energy for support.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to lift the huge city with a diameter of 150 kilometers into the air.

And this energy core cannot be the energy core of the Star Sea Battleship. The reason is very simple. That kind of core device needs to absorb the power of the world.

It also supplies the moon-sized battleship core, which is the most technologically advanced part of the starship battleship.

Even though he is now the Third Grandmaster.

But it is not enough. Now the manufacturing can only start from the floating city. Perhaps this core technology can be manufactured by the time of the Two Sages.

but

Bai Bian thought and looked towards the demon dimension.

The current demon dimension is still in the process of transformation. Even if the time flow rate increases by a thousand times in three thousand years, it will still take three years.

However, what White Epidemic looks at is not the speed of time, but the sealed but constantly beating heart.

The Heart of the Colossus has seen little change due to the White Plague placing it in the Time Slow Zone.

The Heart of the Colossus can drive a god-level Colossus and is currently the best energy core in Sky City.

The Colossus will most likely be able to be recreated once the technology and modifications have reached Sage.

But the premise is to obtain more Colossus stumps. The current stumps are too few.

And when the Colossus can be built, many of the technologies of the Star Sea Battleship can also be unlocked, and temporary energy core replacements can be created.

This can be regarded as mutual utilization of resources.

Bai Bian stepped forward, space fluctuations flashed, and he appeared underground in the city lord's mansion.

Click click click.

There was the sound of the collision of skeletons.

Bai Bian felt a resentful gaze, raised his head, and suddenly the bright red soul fire danced in Oshi's eyes.

It was a negative emotion so strong that it could be seen without using the dark side.

Bai Bian believed that as long as this lich had the strength, he would tear him apart without hesitation.

But Bai Bian didn't pay attention. Orr was more resentful than him at that time.

"Mr. O'Shea, this place needs expansion."

boom!

The fire in Oshi's eyes exploded, and his tone was crazy and depressed: "My magic power has not been filled, so don't go too far."

Bai Bian asked in a casual tone: "Mr. O'Shea, more than one-tenth of the fifty-year contract has passed. Are you sure you want to use death to end this contract that will soon lead to freedom?"

Oshi paused and remained silent.

The fire of his soul was a little shaken. The undead had no concept of time, but at this moment, he was living like a year, feeling the length of time for the first time.

Two thousand years passed by in a blink of an eye, but in these six years, he seemed to have passed an entire era.

And this kind of time, there are 8 identical epochs

Before he spoke, Bai Bian continued: "But brother You is almost at the golden age now. Maybe he will also be happy about your death?"

Oshie:.

Did that damn betrayer actually live such a good life?

An extreme imbalance filled his heart, and the fire of his soul gradually turned dark red, but Bai Bian's next words gave him hope again.

"But in addition to your work place, I can also give you some things during this expansion. For example, very advanced energy and blood power, but your workload may double."

Bai Bian said and glanced at O'Xi with some disgust: "You need to increase your strength, Mr. O'Xi."

Oshie:.

The fire of his soul swayed crazily, turning from blue to scarlet, and the entire Lich felt confused.

Even in these disgusting words, he could read a hint of concern?

"That's it. You go ahead and get the things the Armaments Department needs first."

Bai Bian said as he took out a huge heart. The strong beating sound of the heart immediately caught Oshi's attention.

There are many ways to improve lichs. They are considered the darlings of the undead, and their status is generally only lower than that of the necromancers.

After all, they are both spellcasters and undead creatures.

Therefore, soul, energy and blood can all become resources for their growth.

Touch~

As the shield covering the huge heart shattered, Al subconsciously wanted to get closer, but in an instant, a fatal sense of crisis hit him, stopping his steps.

"Mr. O'Shea, what I give you is yours."

Oshi came back to his senses, gave Bai Bie a complicated look, turned around, and walked towards the assembly line of skeletons.

"This is the heart of the Colossus. The energy and blood inside is equal to that of a god. It will explode if you touch it."

"But don't worry, your workshop will be full of vitality within a year."

The soul fire in Oshi's eyes gradually turned into a faint blue, and he took a deep look at Bai Bing.

Start summoning more skeletal undead.