The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1464
"Emperor Yan, all the main churches of the temple in Nanda have been blown up."

Underworld headquarters.

Under the Shura Tower.

Cui Pan is reporting on the air raid last night.

Followed by black impermanence.

Since Emperor Yan's return, he has been inseparable almost every step of the way. He has only one purpose, which is to kill St. Peter and use the head of the Holy King to comfort the tens of thousands of dead souls in the Abyss of the Other Shore.

Of course, until now.His instigation has not yet worked, and he is not discouraged, firmly believing that the iron pestle can be ground into a needle.

"What about our casualties?"

Li Futu, who gave the temple a powerful counterattack as soon as he returned, asked.

"We lost two fighter jets and two pilots were killed."

Li Futu frowned upon hearing this.

"Who did it?"

The lightning air strike last night was designed to catch people by surprise. Logically, it is impossible for the temple to react at all, and it should be a complete victory.

"It's Country L. In the past six months, the Holy Temple has infiltrated the South Continent vigorously, and Country L has completely surrendered to them."

It is human instinct to follow the wind and avoid disadvantages, and so is a country.

In the past, the underworld was in the Southern Continent, with a fierce power that overwhelmed the sky. It could be said that it was an uncrowned king, but time has passed. In a piece of land that had never been set foot by the temple, one church after another was built within half a year, blooming everywhere.

Among them, country L is the most typical representative.

In an area of ​​less than [-] square kilometers, three churches comparable to the bishop's level of the temple have been built. This shows how flattering the leadership of country L is to the temple.

Of course, these three brand-new cathedrals had not been functioning for long, and they were turned into a pile of broken stone ruins under the relentless bombardment of artillery fire last night.

There were three fighter planes sent to country L last night, two were shot down, and one completed the mission and returned successfully.

Apparently, it wasn't luck that the plane survived.

Country L hits two and stays one, which means that although they chose to turn to the temple, the prestige of the underworld still exists. The leaders of country L don't want to end their way and want to leave a little room for mediation, but Li Futu naturally won't play with them In terms of politics, the leadership of country L wants to be a fool, but Li Futu will not give them this opportunity.

Thinking back, how the underworld dominated the South Continent. After a few years, those people seem to have completely forgotten the bloody terror of that year.

Li Futu's eyes fell on Hei Wuchang.

That's okay, this can be regarded as giving him a chance to vent, so that he doesn't always pester himself like this.

"Go ahead and send polite condolences to those big shots in country L."

Hei Wuchang understood, showing a ferocious and bloodthirsty smile, and nodded immediately.

"Take orders."

In the early days of the underworld, in order to quickly accumulate capital, they intervened in the drug trade in the drug-infested Southern Continent. As a result, some people were touched. A real powerful man directly ordered the wanted members of the underworld for personal gain, and he issued a death order. , as long as it is found, there is no need for any procedures, and it can be killed on the spot. It is better to kill the wrong one than to let it go. As a result, within the second week, this courageous boss died tragically at home, including six guards, and the whole family of eighteen , None survived.

Of course, time has changed, and it has been a long time since the sensational massacre, and many people have forgotten it after a long time. It is indeed time for them to relive it again.

Hei Wuchang, who had no idea that he had been transferred from the mountain, turned around and left in a vicious manner.

Li Futu watched his back.

"It's been hard work for you during this time."

Cui Pan shook his head.

"Actually, I didn't do anything."

Only when you really stand in this position can you realize how much responsibility and pressure you have to bear.

The reason why he chose Cui Pan as the head of the four judges and entrusted him with the position of "extreme minister" was not only because of his strength, but most importantly, Li Futu valued his character.

If any accident happened between himself and Po Meng, he believed that Cui Pan had the ability to stand up and stabilize the overall situation, and Cui Pan did not disappoint him.

There is no need to say more to be polite, Li Futu looked away from Hei Wuchang.

"The next time the list of gods changes, you should be able to become the emperor."

He looked at Cui Pan and smiled.

Cui Pan remained silent, neither admitted nor denied.

"The Holy King, the Holy Maiden, the right envoy...it will really be a fierce battle."

"Emperor Yan, I don't think now is the best time to fight the Holy Palace."

Cui Pan finally said what Bi'anyuan hadn't said at that time.

Perhaps only he dared to say such words.

Even if he was on the list of gods and became the third emperor in the underworld, he still couldn't reach the level of parity with the temple.

There are some gaps that cannot be made up by pure passion.

What's more, Granny Meng's whereabouts are still unknown.

He is the head of the judge, and when everyone loses their minds, he still has to keep calm.

"I understand your concern. But the time is not waited out, but created."

Li Futu said softly, paused for a moment, and added another sentence.

"Don't worry, I managed to escape from death this time, how could I go to die in vain again."

Hearing this, Cui Pan stopped talking.

Li Futu patted him on the shoulder, and when he was about to turn around and walk into the Shura Tower, Cui Pan suddenly spoke.

"Emperor Yan, what is your strength now?"

Before, he was in the Tianbang, and he was able to perceive the gap between himself and Emperor Yan, but after the battle of Lirenyuan, he accumulated a lot of money, and finally broke through the shackles. But Pan found that the gap between him and Emperor Yan did not become clear, on the contrary it became more and more blurred.

The other party is so close to him at this moment, as if within reach, but also as if it is out of reach.

"...I can't give you an answer to this question."

Li Futu, who had just woken up, paused in his footsteps, then smiled lightly, and then moved forward again, and his figure quickly disappeared in the Shura Pagoda.

He climbed up the steps, walked into Po Meng's room, paused for a moment, then opened the door and entered.

The layout of the room has not changed in any way, the comb is still on the dressing table, but Yi Ren has disappeared.

He asked Cui Pan, Ma Mian, and even Yin Luohua, but they didn't know anything about Po Meng's whereabouts.

Just like her unbelievable appearance on that small island back then, her departure also left no trace.

Li Futu approached step by step, sat down in front of the dressing table, picked up the comb, as if he could still feel the temperature of the purple hair from the comb, he slowly grasped the wooden comb in his hand.

"Wherever you are, I will get you back."

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PS: If you can't remember the title of the book, then remember the pen name and look for Li Jiafutu!Remember this name, you will not suffer, and you will never be fooled.

(End of this chapter)