I Have a City in a Different World

After the person in charge of the city introduced their identities, they retreated to the side and talked with the other witchers.

From their appearance, you can tell that this is obviously to avoid suspicion, and it is estimated that he is not qualified to contact the content of the next conversation.

Tang Zhen didn't reject these official witchers. As long as they didn't make trouble for themselves, they could cooperate with each other.

What the other party wants is a peaceful world, and what he wants is the life of the devil, the foundation of co-living is very solid.

"Your Excellency Tang Zhen is really young and promising, and in such a short period of time, he has been able to clear two demon nests in a row, which is really a role model among my demon hunters.

You know that because of your business, the folk witchers in other cities are excited, and they organize themselves to launch an attack on the nearby magic nest.

Whether they succeed or not, that courage alone deserves a lot of support.

His Excellency Tang Zhen was able to stir up this stagnant pool and make the whole circle active, which is absolutely indispensable! "

The leader of the official witcher is a middle-aged cultivator, tall and strong, with white temples like snow, and he looks heroic.

Although he looked upright, he still complimented Tang Zhen at this time. As for the sincerity in these words, perhaps only he himself knew.

"I came here with a group of young people this time, hoping to follow your actions and give them the opportunity to experience actual combat.

They are all good seedlings, please give you a chance! "

Tang Zhen glanced at the official witchers and saw that they were not very old. At this time, he was looking at himself with curiosity and admiration in his eyes.

Compared with those old fritter-like witchers, these young people are purer and can be seen through at a glance.

Although they have their own pride as official witchers, these official witchers still admire the real powerhouses from the bottom of their hearts.

It should be noted that Tang Zhen was the first witcher to successfully clear the Devil's Nest in hundreds of years, and he still cleared two in a row.

Such achievements are beyond their reach, so even if Tang Zhen has just become a witcher, he seems to be about the same age as them, but he still can't affect the adoration in his heart.

What's more, in terms of Tang Zhen's record,

If he is willing to become an official witcher, he can join at any time, and the position obtained will definitely be a lot higher than theirs.

No one would be an idiot who could become an official witcher, and no one would easily offend someone like Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhen thought for a while, and said to the middle-aged cultivator: "It's okay to take them, but there is one thing I have to remind you, there are many dangers in the devil's nest, and I can't take care of it all the time.

If there are any casualties, it can only be that you are unlucky, and you cannot blame others. "

Hearing Tang Zhen's agreement, the middle-aged cultivator nodded hurriedly. He naturally knew these things.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency Tang Zhen, these young people are the elites of the audition, and they practice very hard on weekdays, and each of them has enough practical experience.

Ordinary battles can no longer have a tempering effect, so I will bring them here, hoping to hone and improve themselves in the cruel battle, so that they can grow up as soon as possible. "

The middle-aged cultivator said this with a dignified expression on his face.

After looking at the crowd around him, he whispered to Tang Zhen: "Your Excellency Tang Zhen, I have something I want to tell you in detail. I wonder if I can find a quiet place?"

"You don't need to change places, you can do it here."

As Tang Zhen spoke, an invisible energy barrier appeared, completely isolating the two from the surrounding space.

The middle-aged cultivator originally had some differences, but he soon noticed the abnormality. After careful observation, there was an expression of shock and admiration on his face.

"Your Excellency Tang Zhen really has extraordinary means, and I am ashamed of myself, if that is the case, then I will say it directly.

According to the information we have, it may not be long before the demons will start a new harvesting operation.

Once the harvest operation begins, the entire world will face a catastrophe, and no one can escape.

The methods of these demons are ferocious and strange, and when the time comes, life will be wiped out and blood will flow into rivers.

In order to prevent this from happening, the Witcher headquarters has long been prepared. So as not to be caught off guard when disaster strikes. "

When the middle-aged man said these words, his expression was very solemn, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

It was the first time that Tang Zhen heard such a statement. He frowned slightly and said to the middle-aged cultivator: "What's going on? Please explain it to me carefully, it's better not to miss anything?"

Hearing the words, the middle-aged monk hurriedly told him the specific situation.

"Your Excellency may not know that in the past thousands of years of history, in fact, every thousand years, the devil will start a harvest.

The process of each harvest is extremely bloody, and after the harvest is completed, the devil will leave a very small number of people, and then let them regenerate and multiply.

In order to prevent future generations from discovering anomalies, demons will use various means to erase the traces of harvesting.

Even if people of future generations find anomalies, they will mistakenly think that it is just a natural disaster and man-made disaster, but they don't know that all this is done by demons! "

When the middle-aged monk said this, his face was full of grief and anger.

"It can be said that we are all a group of livestock raised by demons, and when they grow fat, they will be slaughtered!

The title of witcher is full of deception, but we are the real prey! "

The middle-aged cultivator was extremely indignant, his fists clenched tightly, and his face was slightly distorted.

When he just turned his head to look at Tang Zhen, he found that his face was indifferent, and he didn't seem to be shocked by this incident.

Secretly strange in his heart, the middle-aged monk asked subconsciously, "Your Excellency Tang Zhen, do you know the secret of this matter?"

Tang Zhen shook his head and said he didn't know.

"Since you don't know, why are you not shocked at all after hearing this secret?"

The middle-aged cultivator was really curious, and figuring out Tang Zhen's attitude was also one of his tasks this time.

Tang Zhen's strength is obvious to all, and he must be pulled down to the same camp to realize how terrifying the devil is.

However, Tang Zhen's attitude at this time made the middle-aged monk somewhat incomprehensible.

Tang Zhen explained: "Although I don't know the secrets you mentioned, one thing is very clear, that is, the strength of the devil is far greater than that of the witcher.

In that case, why didn't they kill all the witchers?

The answer is very simple, they disdain it, because in their eyes, witchers are just a group of ridiculous ants.

It's just that too many ants can kill an elephant. Thousands of years are enough for a demon hunter to have a certain strength and pose a threat to demons.

At this time, it is natural to harvest some, so as not to raise tigers.

So the target of Havoc is not ordinary people, but witchers, I don't know if I'm right? "

The middle-aged cultivator nodded with a wry smile, indicating that it was indeed the case, and there was nothing to hide.

"The most important point is that as long as you are in this cage, you must accept the demon's domination.

Even if future generations know the cause and effect and try their best to avoid the witcher from appearing, the demon will destroy this plan.

In the eyes of the demons, witchers are the best food, and the millennium is for breeding and fattening, so this plan is destined to fail. "

The middle-aged monk nodded with admiration in his eyes.

The things that Tang Zhen said really happened thousands of years ago, and there are corresponding records in the precious materials collected by the Demon Hunters Guild.

It's just that ordinary people can't see these secret scrolls, and Tang Zhen must not have seen them. The words he said at this time were completely obtained through his own analysis.

With such a cultivation base and a vision that can see through the fog, if Tang Zhen was an official witcher, he would definitely be the focus of training.

Although he had the intention to recruit him, when he thought of Tang Zhen's strength and the capital he possessed, the middle-aged cultivator could only regretfully give up the idea.

Why try something that is doomed to fail, if it arouses Tang Zhen's disgust, it will be more than worth the loss.

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