I Have a City in a Different World

"Several Your Excellencies, how long do you want to wait, do you really want to see my master killed?"

The voice of the spirit envoy sounded, with a hint of grief and anger in his tone, and looked up at the sky ahead.

There, there are several figures, which are condescendingly monitoring the entire battlefield.

The object of his questioning is naturally the Loucheng monk who signed the contract, that is, the three star spirit lords.

According to the contract requirements, the monks in Loucheng need to protect the safety of the indigenous gods and not allow them to be attacked by the enemy.

The expected enemy, the first one is naturally the Sea Emperor, which is generated by the inner demons of the indigenous gods and the source of all changes.

The second enemy is the descendants of the warriors in the warrior continent, the uninvited robbers.

They are the descendants of the void robbers, and once they are in contact with their ancestral land, they may also hit the head of the indigenous gods.

The essence of robbers is to plunder, guarding the great treasures such as indigenous gods, but they have not moved for thousands of years. These descendants of warriors are really inferior to their ancestors.

The last thing that needs to be guarded against is some believers who have evil intentions.

After experiencing the betrayal of a group of core believers, the indigenous gods can no longer believe these believers, because his invincible image in the hearts of believers has collapsed.

The more powerful believers, the more secrets they know about the kingdom of God, and the trace of piety in their hearts has been polished clean.

They understand that they are being used, so when considering problems, they will also proceed from the perspective of interests.

In this case, as long as the interests are sufficient, betrayal becomes a matter of course.

As for the Void Monster, it can only be regarded as an accident, but the degree of danger is much higher than the first three.

This kind of monster is coming, and if it can't be resisted, it will completely wipe out the kingdom of God.

The unexpected situations that the indigenous gods had previously worried about had all been brought together, which also made the situation extremely critical.

The envoy knew very well that the original defensive power of the Great Temple alone would not be able to withstand this catastrophe.

At this moment, it is still necessary for the cultivators of Loucheng to take action before they have a chance to resolve the crisis.

However, from the start of the war to the present, the three Loucheng monks who were responsible for guarding the Great Temple had never intended to take action.

The spirit envoy couldn't understand what the other party was thinking, but he knew that the indigenous gods were at stake.

As the most loyal servant, Ling Envoy was so anxious in his heart that he would ask questions at a critical juncture.

Life and death are at stake, whether his behavior is rude, he has no time to care.

After hearing the words of the spirit envoy, Lord Jin Tong turned his eyes and slowly landed on the spirit envoy.

In an instant, the spirit envoy felt enormous pressure, as if his body would shatter at any time.

The spirit envoy was stunned. At this moment, he truly felt how powerful Lord Jin Tong was.

Compared to the god-level cultivators he had seen before, the Golden Eye Lord in front of him was obviously one level higher.

He even had a feeling that this god-level powerhouse hidden in the shadows was not even much worse than his master.

"Just kidding, how is this possible!"

The spirit envoy shook his head, feeling that the idea was outrageous.

Its owner is not simple,

Not an ordinary god-level powerhouse, but a higher-level existence

Otherwise, it would be impossible to establish a kingdom of gods and have a group of god-level servants, which alone can prove their strength.

It is a pity that no matter how strong a master is, there will be times when they are unlucky, and the indigenous gods are only more unlucky.

"It is estimated that the realm of this building city cultivator will soon reach the level of an intermediate god, reaching the same height as the master.

If the strength is not enough, it is impossible to give oneself such a sense of familiarity, as if seeing the owner of the year.

This Loucheng world is really powerful, the strength of the monks is extremely powerful, and you can meet such a master casually.

No wonder the master would rather pay a huge price and sign a contract with the Loucheng cultivator, obviously knowing that they are strong! "

When the spirit envoy thought of this, there was a glimmer of hope in his heart. If this is the case, does it mean that the indigenous gods are not in danger?

"What is your identity, dare to doubt me?"

Lord Jin Tong asked in a cold voice, making the spirit envoy feel as if he was in the middle of winter, and bursts of coldness swept his face.

Although the spirit envoy felt the pressure of a mountain, he was neither humble nor arrogant. As the controller of the Great Temple, he naturally had some bearing.

Compared with other god servants, the spirit envoy has higher authority, and is regarded as half the master of the kingdom of God.

If he is willing, he can mobilize the source of God in reserve at any time and be promoted to become a creator powerhouse.

Of course, after doing this, it will cause a series of hidden dangers, so he has been in charge of the Great Temple for many years, but he has never done this.

However, in terms of status and mentality, Ling Envoy believes that he is not inferior to Lord Jin Tong, so there is no feeling of inferiority at this time.

While resisting the rebels, the spirit envoy looked directly at Lord Jintong, and his voice clearly spread all around.

"I used to replace the master before and signed a contract with you as his plenipotentiary representative.

When my master is sleeping, as his closest servant, I naturally have the right to supervise you to fulfill your promise.

Now that the crisis is full, the owner must move to a safe place as soon as possible, otherwise there may be an accident.

Therefore, I hope that your Excellency can take action and assist my master in transferring, otherwise, once the accident really occurs, you will also suffer losses. "

The envoy is not alarmist, because according to the agreement signed at the beginning, the monk Loucheng is responsible for the safety of the indigenous gods.

Once the native gods are damaged, they will also be punished accordingly according to the contract.

Don't think that this paper contract has no binding force. The more powerful the cultivator, the more respectful he is, and the more the spirit of the contract.

Once a contract is signed, it will be fulfilled and abided as much as possible, especially the contract signed by a god-level cultivator, the binding force is by no means comparable to an ordinary contract.

The spirit envoy took the contract to talk about things. Even Lord Jin Tong didn't say much, but he was definitely not someone who was at the mercy of him.

Glancing at the spirit envoy coldly, Lord Jin Tong said coldly: "What should I do, I know better than you, do you think that if you transfer the underground palace, your master will be able to avoid the crisis?

I can tell you that this is a very stupid move that will only bring your master into a bigger crisis.

If you don't transfer, I can guarantee your master's life will be safe, even in the face of Void monsters.

But at this moment, you need to face more and more enemies, all because of your stupid decision.

The most crucial point is that the real crisis has not yet been resolved, and I have an ominous feeling that something big will happen soon. "

Hearing Lord Jin Tong's rebuke, Ling Envoy was silent, with a slightly gloomy expression.

His actions are indeed a little impulsive, but what is the danger in the mouth of Lord Jin Tong?

Just as this thought appeared in my heart, among those crazy rebels, a figure suddenly flashed.

While the servant was being held back, this figure, like a ghost, directly killed the gap in the underground palace.

Then I saw the cultivator suddenly roar, and then his whole body shattered, turning into a black lightning bolt and shooting at the sleeping native god.

The whole process was extremely fast, and when the envoy reacted, black lightning had already flown in front of the indigenous gods, and they were about to launch an attack.

"Do not!"

The spirit envoy let out a mournful cry, turned into a stream of light, and rushed up desperately, trying to block the fatal blow for his master.

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