Yahweh doesn't want to talk

The corrupt kingdom's rule should be swept into the dust of history instead of showing off here.

The corrupt should tremble under the iron fist of Shuwei!

This is a matter of principle.

This is a natural cooperation item among the three parties.

Compared to the local mountain people, the three parties are in an irreconcilable relationship with the deified Lion King of the holy land.

"We will leave the creation of another Southern Village to you."

"As for the spiritual vein?" A young man in a blue Taoist robe came up and took out a compass in front of Zhu Keling.

Zhu Keliang pointed at the three-dimensional map displayed on the compass with his feather fan and said:

"According to the location given by our Sputnik 1."

"The spiritual vein here almost surrounds the entire valley."

"If you need to use it, you can make use of that abandoned village. There should be scattered small villages around, but for the convenience of management and household registration, we have asked the people to evacuate there."

"Nanzhi Village?" Fujimaru Ritsuka raised his head in confusion and asked:

"What direction is it in?"

"This is east of the valley, so it's called the East Village. The West Village is the same, and the South Village is naturally the same."

"But you may have to wait a little longer."

"It will take about three minutes for the village to be built."

This is the powerful mobilization ability of communism. After erasing classes, all forces can be mobilized.

"But although it is also located on a cliff, the South Village is actually very easy to be exposed."

"This is actually not a big deal. After all, we have special concealment equipment." While speaking, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Aoko looked at each other.

Qingzi had used the ability to conceal things without special fluctuations on the battlefield in North America, which directly brought a large number of manpower to the final battlefield.

“Besides, in the final analysis, for us, having the spiritual vein and the supply of magic power is equivalent to having everything.

“But these are what you paid for.”

Tianjin Hai said as he looked straight at Zhu Keliang who was still waving his feather fan.

"So...what's the price?"

In the end, the so-called negotiations ended like this.

Although the situation between the two parties does not seem to be very friendly, in fact.

But this is actually the most efficient way for both parties.

At least not too much time was wasted...

When Chaldea was stationed in North America, it took too much time to unite with the indigenous people such as Leo Edison, which led to a disadvantage in the early stages.

But it was different here. In just one morning, or even less than a few hours, they had completed the negotiations with the person in theoretical charge of the area.

As for the existence of Zhu Keling, whether there is Liu Dalin or not has nothing to do with them.

But the only difference may be that Kang's expression is a little unnatural.

But according to the doctor,

"Everyone feels a little guilty about their children's misfortunes."

In fact, no, he completely underestimated someone's shamelessness.

Guilt? Just kidding.

That was done by Jehovah. What did I, Kang, do?

"Roman, stop talking nonsense. Besides, he is asking for compensation, but the appeal period has long passed!"

"So Mr. Kang, you should be a modern person, right? How are you related to the singularity of Egypt?"

"Did you do something before meeting the doctor?" Mashu looked at Kang with sparkling eyes.

"Ah... this."

Kang Hao thought about it and said without any pressure: "It's nothing, and it wasn't me who did it, but a "friend" who looks a bit like me."

"Yes! It was done by a friend of mine named Kang Jiang!"

"? So what did your friend do, Mr. Kang?" Even Qingzi and the others turned around and asked curiously.

"Nothing much. I just "liberated" a group of slaves when I left and resisted a few pursuits. That's all."

Kang said this as Roman covered his face and looked extremely ashamed to see anyone.

While chatting with each other, they walked down the steep mountain road which was not too far away, and then returned directly to the relatively flat East Village.

During the time when the two sides continued their friendly exchanges and talks, the refugees were still climbing the mountain one after another. The team of thousands of people squeezed into the already crowded Dongzhi Village seemed inexplicably bloated.

Some of these people will stay in this East Village, while the others must be arranged to other places.

However, this kind of thing is very troublesome after all. "My Lords, how is it going?

At this moment, Bedivere arrived here and walked over quickly.

"The Mountain People agreed to take in these refugees, and we kind of reached a few agreements."

"That's good....".

“But we can’t house all these refugees here.”

"It certainly looks that way."

Bedivere is King Arthur's chamberlain after all, so he can't be a fool. He can tell the bloated state of this place at just one glance.

"There is a newly built village in the south of the valley. Although it is not as hidden as this place, it and some small villages around it can accommodate these refugees."

"And we still have things to do."

Volume 3: The Sacred Round Table Field Where Transcendents Fight: Chapter 47: His Name is Aroha

The false Lord of Hosts sat on the throne in the sky, guarded by the heavens, watching the development of things with indifference.

The true Lord of Hosts walks on earth as He walks in heaven.

Either he is causing trouble, or he is on his way to causing trouble.

Although he himself didn't think there was anything wrong.

After all, it was others who were blocking the way from the beginning to the end.jpg

Absolute willfulness and recklessness, this is the only God.

But having said that, Kang Hao is a decent man after all.

If we go to Egypt so openly, it will really become pure persecution.

Fortunately, by the time Chaldea had set up its temporary base, the sun had already set, giving someone enough time to thicken their skin.

Of course, this may just be because the sun entity in this world, a certain sun god, does not want to see a very conspicuous existence on the earth.

Because of the construction of the base, the middle servants who originally lived in Chaldea were also able to come to support. After all, the side that Aoko and others belonged to was basically unable to provide more help.

Most of the combat power is also on the reading bar.

The fact is, with Kang Hao here, there is no need for a so-called base.

But unfortunately, Kang learned a lesson from the God Slayer World and dared not use the summoning trick again.

Roman was also afraid that this man might do something on a whim, like a seven-headed dragon, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, or something like that, so that other people would actually know nothing about it.

So those who came here were the heavenly war god Nezha, the worker Kong Ming, and the Indian brothers Arjuna and Karna from the same mother.

However, compared to the guardian god who came to protect Sanzang (female)----the god of war Nezha and the boss and the master's favorite overtime worker.

The compatibility of the two Indian brothers is not very good.

Firstly, both brothers are demigods with celestial attributes, which would give them a huge boost now that true gods have taken root on earth.

Secondly, both of them have weapons to fight against gods. Although it is not clear whether they can produce the same effect as in myths when facing real gods, it is much better than having nothing.

After all, for those metaphysical things, it is better to use the same thing to counter them.

In this case, the fault tolerance rate is obviously higher.

Because of the existence of Aoko, an all-round player, Chaldea did not summon too many other servants who were more focused on logistics.

In fact, if Qingzi didn't have to be constantly moving, he could even build a powerful wizard tower on the spot to fight against Ultraman.

Of course, it was just a simple exchange of fire.

At this moment, outside the valley, a group of people were galloping towards them on war horses with all kinds of strange lights rising from their feet.

However, the warhorse ridden by the sturdy archer in the lead was not a Shamatte horse like those of the others, it was just an ordinary warhorse.

"We are almost there. Although it will theoretically take a few days to get back, the goods we received this time are enough for our various equipment to operate at maximum power for 6 months. We won't need to come out for a long time."

"Yeah, but why are those Watchers and Conquerors almost killing all the dogs in the Holy City, while we are mining like PVE players all day long? Is this reasonable?"

A young man riding on a black wild boar and carrying a red spear on his back said speechlessly.

"What can we do? We are not as skilled as others. This place is too unfriendly to those of us from the East." As soon as the young man finished speaking, the white-haired Taoist priest with three swords on his back said helplessly:

"Also, although it may be a bit inappropriate to say that we are partners, there is no doubt that Hassan's side is the weakest. After all, the Berserker cannot be considered a part of Hassan's forces."

"However, once we help Fu Li and Yu Qing build the semi-finished starships Yuan Shi Tian Zun and Cosmic Emperor, the situation will not be so passive."

But just as they approached the familiar mountain road leading to West Village, the leading archer suddenly called out to everyone.

"Stop it! Something's wrong!"

The archer's words inevitably made the soldiers who had originally relaxed become nervous again.

"Sir Arash, what's the situation?" The white-haired Taoist priest asked in this tense atmosphere.

The name of Arash refers to the great hero who brought peace and was once worshipped by ancient Persia.

The man who shot the arrow that almost connected the heaven and the human world at the cost of his life, and drew the border between ancient Persia and Turan with the name of God's miracle, ending the nearly 60-year war.

Unlike other myths, he was taught by the goddess.

But his bloodline has no inhuman origins, and his weapons have no legendary coloring.

It does not come from gods, nor from spirits.

He created his own weapons and acquired his own skills.

The great hero of Kamiyo narrowed his eyes and stared into the endless distance.

clairvoyance.

"I think we need to speed up..."

In front.

It is a huge columnar pit that has disappeared completely, and it is almost the size of a large city.

On the other side, Nezha gathered in the base and quietly pulled the overtime workers over, signaling someone far away with his eyes.

"Mr. Shangxiang, do you think that one looks like that one?"

Weber said helplessly: "Third Prince, I only got the spiritual foundation of that prime minister, but I am not that prime minister."

"But who are you talking about? That Mr. Kang?"

Nezha didn't say anything, just gestured with his fingers and pointed to the top of his head. "My Lord."

"Lord? Indra, the god of thunder? Trimurti?"

"It's not the Indo-European system, it's the Emperor of Heaven in the East," Nezha said quietly.

"You mean the guy next to you is a demigod? Did you make a mistake?"

"Not a demigod. That one has no offspring."

"Besides, I used to see that person every day in the High Heaven Palace. How could I be wrong? As far as I know, there are only two people with similar features to that person."

"Who?" Weber seemed to be aroused by Nezha and asked.

"One is Erlang Shen, the heroic king of Guanjiangkou in the east. But I saw that guy up there before I came down, and he didn't come down."