Vol 4 Chapter 1743: West Attack (Part 2)
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Roulette World
- Hallucination
- 1590 characters
- 2021-01-30 09:01:21
The atmosphere in the room was silent.
Both Chilian and the maid looked at the saint strangely.
At this time, shouldn’t we just refuse? Even Chi Lian is ready to start, as long as the saint takes action, she will follow, even if the strength is not as good as these two nasty guys! The big deal is death!
Chi Lian is one of the few temples in Dawn who fully agrees with the practice of the Virgin. Whether it is the father or the later choice of compromise, and now the decisions to enter West Asia, she believes that the Virgin is innocent and really considers the temple This is why she is loyal to the saint.
The same goes for the little maid.
Her strength is not high, according to the current strength level on earth, at most it is a six-star evolver. When faced with these two new giants, her powerlessness and weakness have been fully reflected.
But this is not the reason for her to make a tortoise. In her heart, the saint is not only a respected lord, but also her best friend. Even if she dies, she will not make these two disrespectful fellows feel good.
but!
The virgin didn't do it, and even the anger just disappeared.
Zhengxi and Duo Yan looked at each other, and they both saw the excitement in each other's eyes, and... a trace of contempt.
"It's a matter of great importance. Immediately hearing His Highness's reply is unrealistic, then let's go back and wait for the news. Tomorrow, before tomorrow night, I hope to get your exact news."
After Zhengxi finished his speech, he gave a fake appearance again to Doyan, who was a raccoon dog, and then walked out to the door. He returned to the door and said, "His Royal Highness, harmony is good for both, and the situation in our temple is not good. It’s not good to say that with our current strength, it can only be ranked second even in the West Asia region. Although the city master has not yet reached the level of the Father, it is not too far away. Now is the best time to merge. Once missed, when others become more powerful, many things will have another ending. Not to mention West Asia, let’s say that on the entire planet, we are estimated to be in the top 50. The sensitivity of identity makes us as long as we can’t guarantee strong , It may be swallowed by others, and in the case where the soldiers cannot be promoted in a short period of time, it is the best way to cooperate with the strong people around them, because that way we can avoid being ruthlessly swallowed."
"His Highness Saint Ann."
Zhengxi bowed this time a little more respectfully than just now.
Three saints were soon left in the room.
"Holy Lady!"
Chi Lian shouted anxiously, and she had seen the shaking of the saint!
Yes, even if Zhengxi and Duo Yan are right, but letting the saint marry an outsider is also intolerable by the temple people.
The one who would rather fight is not left, nor can the saint be humiliated!
The owner of that holy city? Just a glance, I know that it is a wine lover.
Yes, Chi Lian knows that a person who can sit high in such a world is definitely not just a wine drinker, but she just feels bad for that person, especially bad.
"Okay, I know what you think." The saint's gaze turned to the thick, undissolved night outside, and the voice she had spoken was somewhat ethereal.
"Maybe what Zheng Xi said, I sacrificed myself, and I can bring the temple of invisible hope on the right track? Maybe if we cooperate with the Holy City, we will be able to combine the two powers and really fight this planet. Other forces? Maybe...so that we can integrate into this world."
Chi Lian and her maid looked at each other, not knowing how to persuade them.
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After the darkness, there will be light.
When the sun's rays fell on this planet like millions of years ago, the earth seemed to come to life.
The Holy City is a city that never sleeps. At least the people who live here think so, but it is undeniable that the Holy City at night is more scented with wine and carnival, while during the day it seems much normal.
This is one of the few cities in West Asia that is rarely infested by mutant life. Occasional sand monsters and sky enemies cannot stop here from becoming a holy place for the entire West Asian evolution.
Under stability, it will bring prosperity to trade. There are shops everywhere and stalls everywhere, a true portrayal of the holy city.
It's just that today, many people who are doing big or small business are a little uneasy.
Because, goods are missing.
Not referring to existing ones, but those that should come but have not.
Among them, including the sales points of some team forces in the Holy City, their replenishment team did not come. It also includes some commercial organizations, and their shippers have not arrived. It also includes many individual merchants, who usually come to their homes to ask them to acquire prey or other evolvers, and rarely come.
Originally, this would cause the situation of out of stock. After all, the size of the Holy City and the large population ensured the huge daily transaction volume.
But since the goods were out of stock, they found that there were fewer people buying.
At first, they didn't know what was going on, and didn't even realize anything, but after a few days, this situation was noticed by more and more people.
The news was very expressive. At the beginning, they also did not attract the attention of the senior officials of the Holy City. They were still immersed in the joy of driving away Gyanendra, and they were still busy for a grand wedding that will come in all likelihood.
But they also realized the problem later, and after a simple inspection, they found that the problem was much bigger than they thought.
It was the glittering banquet hall last night, but at this time there were no outsiders, no wine and food, only the master of the Holy City and seven or eight core men.
"According to the survey, it has basically been determined that the problem is more serious than reported below." said a middle-aged bearded man who is still stubbornly wearing traditional clothes even now. "It's much more serious."
The city master took a sip of water and poured ice into his mouth, chewing.
"Yesterday was the first complete day after our statistics. There were only more than 30 caravans entering the Holy City, and there were more than 2,000 evolvers. Compared with the previous, the decline is very strong, only 30% of the original About, that is to say, two-thirds of the caravans and evolutionaries disappeared."
The voice of this man became deeper and deeper, "The largest and only commercial center in the entire city of West Asia is the holy city. When there is no beast tide and zombie tide, obviously this situation is abnormal. I have sent people to go around carefully Probe, but it will take a few days to get the result."
Doing business in the Holy City is taxable, and the decline in trade represents a decrease in income, and represents the luxurious life of the large army and high-level people in the Holy City system, which will be greatly affected.
Without huge taxes, the Holy City, already the Lord of the Holy City, lost its fast and powerful passage.
"I don't want to know this, I just want to know, why is this so?"
The lord dropped the glass and looked at the men below and asked coldly.
No one answered. In the end, it was still that person who was a little unsure: "Holy Lord, without the tide of beasts and the tide of zombies, if there is no unstoppable Tianwei disaster, then I can think of The biggest possibility is..."
"Someone is killing our surroundings!"
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"The team with small leaves, broken copper pots and less stinky clouds can withstand the scheduled position in three hours!" Yangos showed up in front of Ye Zhongming, his body and wings shaking and violent wind around him. Sha Miman.
"Don't you beat me?" Mo Ye scolded the evil dragon on the side with dissatisfaction.
This guy is definitely the type that gives a little sunshine.
"Woman, don't talk! This is a unique way of communication between me and my most respected host, you don't understand!"
Yangos knew that no one in Genting would treat it as long as it was not excessive, so he responded to Mo Ye with a high spirit.
Ye Zhongming smiled, "How long did it take you to fly back."
"fifteen minutes."
Nodded, Ye Zhongming calculated in his heart, then turned to look at the people behind... Mo Ye, Xiao Hu, Liang Chuyin, Xia Bai, Red Hair, Guangyao, Tang Tian, Lu Yi, Park Xiuying, A Mao, Gan Lan, Mina, Ayang, Xiaopeng...
As well as Yan Shushu and the language mother...
"A few days ago, I was just cleaning the outer periphery of the Holy City." Ye Zhongming's voice entered everyone's ears.
"Below, we will capture their largest and last two oasis strongholds within an hour, and then form a siege to the holy city. Three hours later, the west attack will officially begin."
Ye Zhongming's words were extremely simple, but it made everyone feel bloody.
"I'm about to leave for a while. In order to avenge the dead companions and the tranquility of the villa, I have to do something. I feel that fear is the best way to keep them quiet!"