The Bald Monk in the City

　　 In a small corner of the plane, a meeting involving many gods is going on:

　　 "In the new moon, clouds are filling, we have to prepare early, everyone..."

　　 The organizer of the meeting: The Kale Sage looked at the many participants present with slightly tired eyes. His voice seemed a bit low and grumpy, not at all like the gentle face he once showed.

　　 But everyone can understand him, after all, not long ago, the gods alliance headed by the **** of the new moon launched an incident about sanctioning the faith of the saints of cabbage.

　　 Despite the destructive nature of the war of gods, the gods have not yet torn the final bottom line.

　　 But this seemingly more civilized battle is still full of blood and sacrifice.

　　 "The new moon is doomed to fail, just like her stupid allies!"

　　 A participant whose hair is made of upright needle-like thorns couldn't help but sneered, while the participants in the circle with him laughed softly.

　　 They are naturally proud, after all, not long ago they completed a series of plans to strike against allies of the Crescent Alliance.

　　As the members of the hostile forces of the Crescent Alliance, they are not composed of a complete and orderly structure, they have their own independent circle.

　　 And this kind of guy who seems to have a subtle style of painting is a member of this field that represents corruption, betrayal, and darkness.

　　 The power of darkness always appears destructive.

　　 And their actions and plans are also interpreting their style:

　　 Not long ago, with the Shadow Temple as the lead organization, they harassed and attacked the vast majority of allies of the Crescent God, including the original plane and the alien plane.

　　According to their plan, this is an important force to disintegrate the Crescent Alliance.

　　 For them, these shady methods are what they use.

　　 They don’t think dirty or mean, what an unbearable word.

　　 In their view, only the ultimate winner can give everything a new definition.

　　 "Of course, the powerful Shadow Lord and his many alliances are powerful and invincible."

　　 "But we need to be wary of revenge from New Moon, as we often discuss: New Moon will never let anyone daring to disobey her. She is always full of crazy and unreasonable desire to dominate."

　　 The saint of cabbage nodded to the speaker. As the initiator of the meeting, he had already planned for this.

　　If the followers of the Lord of Shadows will calm down, then they will not be given names like flies.

　　 In fact, as early as in the past, the God of the Crescent Moon was not as powerful as it is now.

　　 She is just a marginal deity with weak divine power. As far as the divine system of this plane is concerned, she does not have any sense of existence that can be seen more.

　　 But since the battle, she seems to have mastered some taboo power.

　　 She began to become extremely powerful, even close to a powerful divine power.

　　 This makes people wonder whether she swallowed her biological sisters and gained the terrifying power of her parents as one.

　　 Until now, the enemies of the new moon have still not been able to figure out the source of the new moon's power.

　　 But all they need to know is: the end of a holy war that will invade the entire plane is coming.

　　 The birth of the new Supreme God cannot be nothing but flowers and praise. He is bound to be accompanied by terrible disasters and wars.

　　 Now, they have no choice...

　　 "Wait, what's that?"

　　 At this moment, someone shouted in surprise.

　　And at this moment, a terrifying explosion appeared, and there seemed to be some kind of terrifying huge existence looming in the rising smoke cloud...

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"Finally finished……"

　　 Muzi stretched, the sun was shining outside, as usual.

　　 But she seems to have spent several centuries, and when she sees such bright sunshine, she feels a little dazed.

　　 As a constituent of the first batch of players in the current version of the material world comprehensive network, due to the relative delay of Muzi's acquisition time, her growth is somewhat slower than the others.

　　 But at this time Lev had already chosen to accompany his wife, and Fujiwara Takumi was also silently guarding the elves of this world in the spirit world.

　　 So slowly, Muzi also began to grow into one of the best existences in this material world.

　　 But she did not feel this change, after all, Yi Qiu enveloped the whole world like a cloud of lead.

　　 Muzi certainly wants to use better modifiers, but when she thinks of Yi Qiu's black misty painting style, she thinks the lead cloud may be appropriate.

　　 Sometimes, Muzi often thinks: Why do you work hard to challenge the instance?

　　 After all, her current strength is enough to give her a very superior life.

　　 It’s just that if it’s just such a life, she might be able to achieve it with some effort before...

　　 When you see Emma's shocking flames, when you see Yi Qiu's battles, maybe something is slowly changing.

　　 It is silent, like the spring breeze that urges young buds to sprout, bringing the miracle of life in the humidity and warmth.

　　 Muzi drew out his stabbing sword, the sword glowing faintly in the sunlight.

It is naturally a good sword. After all, the magic weapon close to the 20th item level is already the limit magic weapon that Muzi can touch at present~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In the past few months of copy time, Muzi used This sword slayed the head of the monster that didn't know where it was.

　　 She is like an elegant elf, jumping between blood and fire, and then stabbing a deadly sword.

　　 If she doesn't declare her family, obviously not many people think she is a bard.

　　Of course, the bard is a profession full of many uncertain factors.

　　 The bard can either be identified in an instant, or it is difficult to identify.

　　 Of course, for Muzi, she felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

　　 She likes her profession and loves to dance gracefully between the blade and danger.

　　 But that is not all of her, she also likes to shoot deadly arrows from the shadows, like an assassin.

　　 But perhaps because of some unknown reason, she has not been able to master the voice full of shadows.

　　 Perhaps it was because that voice itself was unruly and difficult to tame.

　　 After all, in the relevant settings, she is the only hope in those shadows, and she is destined to be burdened with heavy shackles.

　　 And just when Muzi was enjoying the peaceful life of the material world with some comfort, she seemed to hear someone walking towards her room.

　　 Then:

　　 "咚咚咚......"

　　 A gentle and rhythmic percussion sounded...