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...Have you seen it?" the female voice asked.

At high latitudes, two voices are talking in detail, and where these two voices exist, there are layers of defensive force fields, which are high-level holy places. Unless you are close, you cannot hear them.

conversation.

A rough male voice was silent for a moment and said: "Well, I've seen it. The true spirit is not there, but it has not dissipated. The body and soul are gradually strengthening. I can't guess the current strength, and I don't dare to guess, but it is better than plundering the battlefield.

He is so powerful that once he wakes up, he can really hang us two up and beat us. What I mean is that both of us can be hung up and beaten together."

The female voice seemed to hiss, and after a long while she said: "Are you sure you read that right? Is it so exaggerated?"

The rough male voice chuckled and said: "The serious Linsheng is so exaggerated. If there are one or two more like us, they will probably be beaten to the ground... But the premise is that they are awake."

The female voice seemed to mutter a few more words: "So? What do you think?"

"Ideas? You are not asking me what I think, but what are your own thoughts?" The rough male voice laughed, and then his voice became colder and said: "Goddess of Wealth, now we are grasshoppers on a rope, what do you think is the most important thing?"

If you don't have any thoughts, I won't have any. If you do, I will kill you."

The female voice was that of the goddess of wealth. She asked unwillingly: "Why? He is sleeping now!! And it is a deep sleep that even a real spirit does not have. That is a real spirit. It is extremely fragile and has no power. Once it dissipates, he will

There is nothing left, even if the soul gives birth to a new true spirit, it will no longer be him, just an ignorant new thing. His own strength will be gone, and all the things and oaths that bear his mark will also be gone.

All failed, why!? He is the Holy Spirit, and there is a huge ball of light that allows us to carve a mark. This is..."

"Shut up!"

The rough man said in a cold voice: "I still say the same thing, how the hell did you become a saint!? Could it be that you really relied on the Earth Spirit Clan, which was incredible at the time, and it was all a matter of luck!? What do you want me to say?

, you can’t even be a fucking general under me, if you weren’t already a saint now, and we were grasshoppers on a rope, I wouldn’t even look at you, you piece of trash!”

Violent fluctuations erupted from the goddess of wealth, but the presence of the rough voice was ignored. After a long time, the rough male voice sneered and said: "If you really dare to do something, I will look down on you, idiot, now

Listen to me carefully!"

"I won't talk about mental thoughts and the like. As a holy person, you must have the most basic bottom line. I have always had a bottom line for my believers and my people. I must do what I promised them.

Even if I betray them, even if I let them become cannon fodder, even if I want to exterminate them, I will never forget some of the things I promised them. This is the most basic bottom line as a god, but what about you? Just

During my investigation these days, what have you done over the years besides being greedy for money!? You look so arrogant, you really fucking think you are an innate being or an innate demon!?"

The rough male voice sighed a few times and then said: "Back to business, I went to see Wu Ming. Before I even got close, a huge threat came. Of course, it was just a premonition of a threat. If there is a chance, to be honest, I don't mind.

Seize any opportunity you can seize, but you must have a brain. Some things can be done, and some cannot. Wu Ming came back from the elves, and he was asleep at that time. What does this mean? Use your dwarf brain to think carefully, Lin Sheng

There are probably only one or two such existences from ancient times to the present, even if they are the elves, a super-powerful clan that is the twentieth among all races. I’m afraid they don’t exist yet. Who knows?”

"Every saint, as long as he does not fall, becomes a saint and is a high saint. If the two high saints of the elves can steal Wu Ming's opportunity, do you think they won't do it? Then why can Wu Ming come back? There are two possibilities.

, one is that the elves did not dare to take action, and the other is that the elves took action and were forced to give up. I can only think of these two possibilities, and no matter which one it is, it is enough to make us frightened and cautious! Let’s calculate

What!? Two mere junior saints. Does it take a lot of effort for the elves to crush us? The strength between saints is also different. I am stronger than you, and any saint of the elves is also different.

If we are stronger than me, I am afraid that any of the junior saints of the elves can hang us up and beat us, but they have not done anything, how dare you do it now!?"

At this point, the fluctuations on the goddess of wealth became weaker and weaker, and the rough man's voice paused before continuing: "I have a few guesses. After going to see it this time, I feel that the disappearance of Wu Ming's true spirit may not be something."

The disaster may be his great opportunity. How long has it been since his rise to the present? He has almost reached a level that others cannot reach in their lifetime. It is not an exaggeration to say that the opportunity is astonishing. Now he is coming to the saint again.

, I’m afraid that even the high-level sainthood is not his end. This kind of person has been recorded by our ancient beast clan, and I believe that the Earth Spirit Clan must also have records. You are a saint who became a saint in the Earth Spirit Clan era. You should also have heard of it.

Pass……"

"Protagonist! Wu Ming is the protagonist, but I don't know what kind of protagonist he is. Maybe he is the protagonist who established the kingdom, or the protagonist who became a saint, or even... maybe the protagonist of this era!!"

The rough male voice sneered again: "Tell me, what are the records about the protagonist in your Earth Spirit Tribe?"

The goddess of wealth's voice sounded a little fragile: "When disaster is turned into good luck, all wishes come true. Within the scope of its protagonist's personality, it is almost omnipotent and invincible. Even death cannot prevent it from achieving its protagonist.

Field results…”

The rough male voice laughed and said: "You also know? Don't tell me that you have never doubted that Wu Ming is the protagonist in a certain field, a certain time period, and a certain area. Otherwise, how could he rise so quickly? Why?

Four top innate spiritual treasures suddenly arrived? Why is there a huge ball of light that can accommodate our essence? These things are impossible even for high-level saints!!!"

"And now, you are actually planning to become a protagonist. Do you plan to die? Or do you plan to steal his body and wait for him to return with a high-level sainthood in the future and even greater strength to crush the two of us?

Sweeping ashes will prevent us from reincarnation forever!??”

The goddess of wealth muttered: "But...but...he never wakes up..."

"What's the point!?" The rough male voice roared directly: "I'm warning you, now I see from Wu Ming the hope of revitalizing my tribe and the people who follow me. I don't want to play with other people, or do I want to play tricks on others?"

That sentence, you and I are grasshoppers on the same rope. If you rebel, my status in Wu Ming's heart will plummet, and I will even be implicated by you. I will keep an eye on you, dwarf goddess of wealth, I

I swear, I will keep an eye on you and don’t play any tricks on me, otherwise I will definitely launch a divine war, and even if I pay the price of sleeping for thousands of years, I will definitely destroy you!!"

"I swear!!!"

The dwarf goddess of wealth suddenly dared not say anything...

Scenes like this actually happened in many places in the Predator Alliance and the Business Alliance, but the targets were mortals.

In the nearly one month since Wu Ming fell asleep, Amor keenly discovered from various data that it seemed...

Those who are most likely to rebel, are they more submissive?