An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing.

Chapter 749: The Evil One
"Why are you all staring at me?"

"Go quickly, don't keep me waiting!"

Having said that, looking at Zhang Ke who was leading the way and urging the divine servants forward, the several emperors who were standing still behind couldn't help but look at each other tacitly, and then smiled bitterly twice in helplessness.

Looking at his expression, it is unclear whether he is afraid that the Outer Gods will get bored or he just can't wait any longer.

Although they had already prepared themselves mentally when Haotian said he would take Zhang Ke with him, now that they were at the scene and saw how eager he was to try, their mental preparations were now a little uncertain.

There's no way, Emperor You is like this.

No matter how complete and perfect your preparations are, his wonderful little head full of recklessness can always do some unexpected disasters.
Before the eyes of Emperor Zhenwu, the Five Barbarians' Rebellion, which had set the whole world on fire, and the sacred place of Lingshan, where the mountains collapsed and the earth was destroyed and the Buddhas withered, seemed to reappear.
It's said to be a direct route, but in fact it's not something you can get there by just turning a corner.

I don’t know what these barbarian gods were thinking. In a world where professional functions are limited to meetings, the original version of a city that is almost the capital of all nations was reproduced.

From large temple complexes covering millions of square kilometers to small divine scenic spots, and even on the straight and criss-crossing streets, Zhang Ke also saw vendors dressed up as men, women, young and old, hawking their wares.

The reason why it is called a decoration cover is that this business does not charge any fees at all.

All customers need to do is praise a designated council member to get everything they need!
Of course, depending on the value of the goods, the required praise may vary, from singing the names to composing beautiful tunes and smooth poems.

Praise, or more accurately, when prayers are answered, divine light will appear, and buyers and sellers will be able to complete such a sacred but exaggerated transaction under the witness of divine light.

However, the so-called divine light that Zhang Ke saw was mostly emitted by the temples praised in this boundless city, and the gods themselves did not participate in the entire process.

The buyer submits an application, the temple is responsible for approval, and the seller delivers the goods!

The whole process is very smooth and automated, but there is no value in it and it feels like missionary work.

But then again, this is not some remote world, nor is it a place of heretical faith. As the base camp of the Civilization Parliament, the messengers and creatures living here originally rely on the members of the parliament to survive, and are inherently die-hard believers of one of them. Even if there are non-believers, the other party only has a wider range of faith, not that they have no faith at all, and they will not be exposed to external forces.

It seems to be a routine of preaching to the egg, but the mechanism of switching from left hand to right hand is really hard to evaluate.
In the area outside the hall, building such a prosperous sacred city with the entire continent also made Zhang Ke have some doubts about the minds of these foreign gods!
Of course, if this is the sense of ritual that the barbarians have always emphasized and yearned for, then he has nothing to say.

After all, in Zhang Ke's usual impression, the category of Outer God has nothing to do with seriousness.

Which benevolent god doesn't want to maintain order and promote world prosperity, but instead thinks about going into heat and harming mortals every day, and even doesn't spare cows, sheep, pigs and dogs of the same sex?

The good god always wants to destroy the world and mess up his own nest over and over again.

There is no decent god who makes good people suffer and evil people happy, creating a group of bird-like people who direct and act out the evil deeds of all living beings.
And when Zhang Ke withdrew his gaze from the prosperity of this capital of all nations, he saw something even more unbearable.

How can I put it? He is already a god, and he doesn't jump through space or turn into a rainbow. Instead, he rides on a chariot pulled by a strange beast whose name he can't even remember, flying low over the city like an ordinary mortal.

The "slow" speed and strong sound and light effects enabled the creatures below to see Zhang Ke and others being guided by the messenger in the air as soon as they looked up, and they knelt on the ground and worshiped like demons.

And in such a devilish scene, groups of inexplicable nature and purposeless powers of faith turned into long rainbows floating in the air and moving along with the chariot.

From the perspective of belief in God alone, the quality of this thing is extremely high. Apart from the lack of subjective guidance, it can almost be regarded as the purest power of faith!

But unfortunately, neither Zhang Ke, Haotian, nor the other emperors who accompanied them were interested in the path of faith.

This would be a waste of a regular parliamentary benefit!
However, the people on the carriages didn't pay any attention to it. Looking around, he saw pairs of indifferent or simply closed eyes. The anxiety that had been gradually rising in Zhang Ke's heart was calmed down.

After all, it is not the time for you to act arbitrarily and do whatever is convenient for you.

Even though King Ji's impatient nature was already known to everyone in the country, his fluctuating emotions were inexplicably limited to a threshold by the presence of a group of elders in front of him.

Just like the monkey and the Bodhi Patriarch, the naughty child and his father
I don’t know how much time has passed.

A sudden shake in the stability forced Zhang Ke, who was already drowsy, to wake up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the chariot he was sitting in was passing through the cloud of faith that was emitting a sacred light like clouds.

The believers' meaningless prayers and requests turned into whispers in the wind and passed by his ears.

When the cloud of faith that had gathered countless believers was finally knocked apart by the strange beast on the trailer, and the magnificent chariot broke through the clouds and drove downward, a towering building that was so high that it reached the clouds, was boundless, and was so huge that it almost occupied the entire field of vision suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Ke.

"Crack, snap, snap!"

The pain from the long whip in the messenger's hand caused the strange beast driving the carriage to stop its wild steps, and its thin back bent into a straight line under the armrest of the carriage, waiting to be trampled by the noble divine feet!
Looking at the emperors who seemed not to see anything, they stepped directly over the cushion under their feet and leaped to the outside of the magnificent palace gate. Zhang Ke also suppressed the urge to complain, and after one step, he also appeared at the end of the team.

"You are capable of taking on the responsibility now, how about you take the lead?"

Sensing the light footsteps landing behind him, Haotian asked Zhang Ke without turning his head.

Now that you're here, and you don't have any good intentions, then you might as well stop pretending with those barbarian gods. Instead of using the method of first suppressing and then praising, just bring out the most ferocious one directly and get to the point quickly!
Zhang Ke nodded.

Then he walked to the side in front of Haotian, and waited until the magnificent gate, which was almost a hundred feet high, slowly opened under the cumbersome operation of the messenger. Zhang Ke walked towards the hall in front of him with dazzling light without hesitation.
Just before the closed door of the synagogue was opened, the perspective of the scene shifted slightly.

"Someone from Jiuzhou is coming?"

"Yes, after waiting for so long, someone should come!"

When the landing point of the Jiuzhou space channel opened above the Civilization Council, and when Haotian and his party appeared in the area belonging to the Civilization Council, the spies who had been ordered to disperse the key nodes earlier had already conveyed the message to other gods.

After that, the news was passed on layer by layer, and the representatives of the overlord-level civilizations who had already arrived in the hall and sat down waiting received the news of the arrival of the Jiuzhou team.

But this is only limited to the representatives of the hegemonic civilization. Ordinary member representatives do not have this treatment. Even if they are selected, the host of this meeting only learned about the arrival of Zhang Ke and others after being passed on by the hegemons. While informing everyone, he also began to arrange the reception!

Although the servants of the gods were traded like commodities, the model of being selected had long been expressly prohibited, and the rules redefined by the overlords gave the servants and their races enough freedom, but freedom was always relative, and the regulations were also set for those who were not strong enough.

But no matter what, they have made such a big fuss, and gathered so many heroes here to listen to the host on the stage, from the passionate speech, to the mediocre explanation, to the current storytelling, learning, and singing. As long as they have survived to the Nine Provinces, it proves that their sins were not in vain!
However, the excitement that had just risen suddenly froze the faces of the overlord representatives present as the second round of divine servants entered. As the leaders of the various parties suddenly fell silent, some representatives of civilizations who were used to observing people's expressions quickly came back to their senses from their joy and fell silent.

The entire hall seemed to be infected, and in a moment it completed the perfect transition from extreme bliss to extreme sorrow.

The representatives of each civilization carefully observed the changes in the expressions on the faces of the overlords. Beneath their lowered brows and submissive looks was an almost complete cessation of breathing. The stiffness and deathly silence made the gods' servants who had originally been indifferent to the matter become silent. In an instant, the hall was so quiet that it seemed that only their own heartbeats could be heard.

Of course, there is one person who is not on this list.

Emperor Ziwei, who was just there to watch, was sleeping soundly in the noisy conference hall, but the sudden silence of the hall woke him up unconsciously. He then looked around the scene and thought deeply.

Thanks to the two consecutive fierce wars that Zhang Ke launched in the void, the reputation of Jiuzhou, which was originally on the side of justice, has inevitably declined a lot.

Although it does not match those well-known chaotic and evil civilizations, it has also been labeled as a war maniac!

Because of this, those small and medium-sized worlds that were originally close to Jiuzhou or maintained neutrality did not want to be affected and thus deliberately kept a safe distance from the former. Those civilizations that once had certain interactions were also forced to stand on the united front of foreign civilizations under pressure.

Those who can truly remain neutral are actually a minority!

And facing the pressure brought by most of the worlds in the void, no civilization would dare to approach Kyushu.

Because of this, whether it is other isolated civilizations or evil and chaotic civilizations, their representatives here can more or less find a few friends or people with common interests to communicate with each other.

As for Emperor Ziwei, not only was there no one to wake him up when he was asleep, but no one came to communicate with him after he woke up. The few divine servants who stayed beside him were even more dazed, like wooden figures, and were not as smart and insightful as the other divine servants!
But this is not Zhang Ke’s fault.

In Jiuzhou, even if you have a clean family background and a good character, and want to join a mountain sect to learn how to practice, if the master does not come to you by chance and you have to go find him on your own, the tests you face will be enough to exhaust you, and there are many people who even become mentally ill because of it!
And if you want to become a disciple of immortals, the process, even if not as exaggerated as the 81 difficulties, is still enough to make you go through life and death several times. Any mistake, any psychological fear or other negative emotions may lead to your real death!

As for someone like Emperor Ziwei, let alone being a disciple or junior, even if he is just a pet to be played with or teased, he must have pure blood and an auspicious nature!

The selection in Jiuzhou is so harsh that they would rather have no one than have someone who is not qualified. Not to mention the various races that have lost their enterprising spirit and are lingering in the base camp of the Civilization Council. How can people who are not even barbarians catch the eyes of the emperors of Jiuzhou?

That's basically impossible.

But the one who could come here as a representative to attend the meeting had to be at least an emperor. The real protagonist, Lord Haotian, only appeared a few times in the recorded meetings.
Since you look down on it, there will be no negotiation or communication.

In this way, most of the people following the representatives of other civilizations were divine servants who were selected privately and trained. Those who stayed in the Kyushu area to serve and obey orders were either the "defective products" who were left behind for various reasons after being reduced in number, or newcomers who were assigned to the hall just after they were awarded the title of divine servants.

The former has no hope for the future, so just start.

The latter has just started and knows nothing.

Emperor Ziwei had no idea what had happened, but it didn't matter to him.

His eyes, as bright as the sea of ​​stars, looked around the venue, seeing the faces that kept changing like color barrels and the silent atmosphere around him. He knew without even having to guess that there must be some new movement at home.

After all, nowadays, is there any place in the entire void that is more popular than Jiuzhou?

Is there any character more troublesome than Diyou?
When he thought of this, Emperor Ziwei laughed out loud as if to vent his anger. Amid the dissatisfied gazes of the crowd, he took the tray from the trembling divine servant beside him, picked up the fruits, vegetables and cakes on it, and began to chew loudly.

This behavior is very rude.

But it's very disturbing.

It can be considered as a tit-for-tat retaliation by the emperor at will!

Amidst this distraction, the few representatives who actually decided the direction of the meeting glanced at Ziwei with annoyance, while looking at each other with sad faces.

Later, the young God Lord that the God Servant mentioned, who had never seen him before, must be Eyou!

A few representatives who were still unwilling to give up wanted to ask the gods about their appearance and temperament in more detail to get a better idea of ​​what they were like. However, when the impressions in their minds gradually converged with the descriptions of the gods, the gap caused by the destruction of their only remaining hope caused their states to decline at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But for most representatives, how to avoid the inevitable attacks after the evil ones enter the door has become a problem they urgently need to solve.

Being criticized, provoked by words, or even having a fight is nothing impossible under the name of Evil You, but you can't just give up and lie down.

After all, they had finally transformed the dispute over interests from a bloody war into a game on the conference floor. How could they just watch all their hard work go to waste!
Even if we cannot stop the evil from attacking, we must cut off his excuse to do so!

Then, they were completely blocked by a difficult problem:

As we all know, placing nameplates in front of seats at large conferences is a standard feature of well-known attendees.

As a foreign civilization that fears power but not virtue, and has a full sense of strange rituals, just like they have done all kinds of fancy things to the world outside the hall, inside the magnificent hall, everything from nameplates to tables, chairs and benches, and even the plates and cups used by each participating member are all forged from various precious materials through a series of difficult-to-replicate and time-consuming processes!

Yes, the hall also provides three meals as well as snacks and other items for immediate use. After their passionate speeches, the delegates can eat and drink to their heart's content, then take a good nap on the tables and chairs behind them that can be turned into beds at any time, and then get up to debate with their colleagues after regaining their strength!

Of course, I have seen so many outrageous things before that I have enough immunity when it comes to this.

And if tables, chairs, benches, cups, plates, bowls and chopsticks can be forged in series in accordance with the civilization system and suitable finished products can be chosen and replaced by the sudden civilization masters, then there is really no way to deal with nameplates!
Also thanks to the Outer Gods' sense of ritual, in order to demonstrate their identity and dignity, they used scraps of discarded civilization artifacts, mixed them with various void treasures and forged them, and instantly engraved the target's real name and all the great deeds they had done on the finished product. This method of synthesis directly became a foreshadowing of the burial of everyone!
How could a villain who would get so angry that he would destroy the world if someone looked at him tolerate such a mistake as a blank name?
It goes without saying that the nameplate issue will become the fuse that ignites the powder keg.

And since the thing has already exploded, there is no need to think about what will happen later or what kind of defenses to take.

"Ugh"

"Hey, there are so many people here, including many old and young acquaintances. I think you won't object to my joining in the fun, right?"

Almost at the same time when they sighed, a vague voice that sounded like an inquiry was suddenly heard outside the tightly closed door of the hall, and the next moment, the hundred-foot-high door of the hall was kicked open by someone from the outside, accompanied by the slamming of the door against the wall!
For the many lords and representatives of civilizations present, a nightmare-like voice sounded in their ears simultaneously!

The next moment, countless eyes focused on one place and saw a young king wearing armor and looking vigorous and vigorous walked into the hall. His blood-red eyes looked around the center of the hall, and anyone who looked at him quickly avoided him after a brief gaze.
(End of this chapter)