"Here's a mission!" Zike's eyes lit up, "What a rich mission, there are so many bottles of innate spiritual liquid, and there are seventh-level divine weapons to choose from?"

Zike's words immediately attracted everyone's attention and asked Zike, who was his chief general.

"Brother Zike, what's going on? Is there a new task?"

"Brother Zike, why didn't we see it?"

"Tsk tsk, even Brother Zike, the top true god, thinks it is generous..."

A group of people looked at Zike, and it should be noted that the general task would never make Zike react so much. As a side army, the general task would not make them so excited.

"Brother Zike, talk quickly." They all looked at the main general Zike.

"Haha, there is indeed a good task. As long as you complete it, there will be fifty bottles of innate spiritual liquid. In addition, you can also choose any seventh-level divine weapon." Zike smiled, and he did not hide it from everyone.

"What?!" The soldiers widened their eyes, "There are actually fifty bottles of innate spiritual liquid rewards?"

These venerables and true gods were all shocked!

A bottle of innate spiritual liquid has a very high value. If it is a real god who is attracted to it, wandering in the starry sky, not fighting, just flying in the body, a bottle of innate spiritual liquid can last for ten years!

Of course, if it is a battle, the time will be very short. Just one bottle is enough for the true god to recover more than ten times of divine power!

If it is a Venerable? It will last longer.

In the secret realm world, this innate spiritual liquid can be sold at a price of one million contribution!

Usually, they are ordinary soldiers and captains, and they will only get a bottle for free for twenty years.

Even if he is a deputy general of the army and the chief general level, he will have to get a bottle for three years without making contributions.

If you want innate spiritual liquid, you have to fight for it yourself!

This time, there were fifty bottles of innate spiritual liquid directly, which was extremely rich.

Not to mention, there are seventh-level divine weapons to choose this one. The people from the twenty-seventh Army came to the Xiaoyao Legion and had only seen such a generous task twice or three times.

"Brother Zike, what are the tasks required?" someone asked.

"It's an escort mission. It should take a lot of time to go to the Dawu Star Domain." Zike said.

"It's only eight or nine months to go to the Dawu Star Domain. Even if you have to stay, it's only a year." A short real god looked at Zike enviously, "In a year, fifty bottles of innate spiritual liquid are so cost-effective."

"It's not as simple as you think." Zike shook his head.

"This time, only the main general and the deputy general are qualified to participate in the mission... By the way, Brother Yang, you have also received the news."

Zike looked at Shen Zhui.

"Yes." Shen Zhui nodded.

"Only the main general and the deputy general can participate at the first level, and there are only fifty places." Zike said, "The Xiaoyao Army has more than 80 Light Pian Army. Although there is only one main general, it is possible to count the deputy general. This time, the competition for the quota will probably exceed 500 people."

"If the main and deputy generals of the Xiaoyao Legion's own regular army also want to take on this task, we have no hope at all."

Zike shook his head. Xiaoyao Legion, as the largest legion of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is full of strong people, with more monks and fewer meat, and a top true god may not be able to grab this place.

"So that's it, so many people compete for fifty places." A group of people nodded.

But it is true that such a generous task reward...of course it is impossible to give too many people. Obviously, only the strong are qualified.

Obviously, the senior executives of the Xiaoyao Legion also took this into consideration when releasing the mission, and only the main and deputy generals could receive the message.

"Brother Zike will definitely do it!"

"Yes, Brother Zike is great in swordsmanship, it's definitely OK."

"When Brother Zike returns to his mission, he has to be beaten up."

“Brother Yang He also has hope.”

"right."

The group of people were talking and laughing, all wishing Zike and Shen Zhui.

However, there were only fifty places, and the people of the Twenty-Seventh Army felt that there was a little hope. As for Chen Zhui, a medium-sized true god, who was so young, it might be a bit difficult.

"Brother Yang He, don't be discouraged." A high-level true god saw that Chen Zhui had not spoken much, and thought he was a little discouraged, so he immediately comforted him.

"Yes, Brother Yang, when Brother Zike comes back, we can take on better tasks. Innate spiritual liquid is not difficult to earn."

"Look at it a little bit, life is still very long."

Many people agreed.

Chen Zhui was immediately amused and laughed. He didn't take this matter seriously and entered the Void God Realm to contact Wu Yan and Tuosen. Unexpectedly, they all decided that they could not get this quota.

"Haha, Brother Zike, Brother Baihui, don't underestimate me, maybe I will get this task." Chen Zhui also responded with a smile.

"Hahaha, then I'll wait for you and Brother Zike to return successfully." Baihui and other real gods all smiled and patted Chen Zhui's shoulders.

A group of people chatted for a while, and then started to eat, drink and chat. As true gods and venerables, their lifespan is very long compared to ordinary people, and they all don’t care so much about time.

The next day at noon.

Zike knocked on Chen Zhui's door.

"Brother Yang, the competition for the quota of guard missions is about to begin. Let's go to Xiaoyao City quickly."

"Well, Brother Zike, go." Chen Zhui also came out quickly.

Xiaoyao City is at the junction of the Mingguang Star Gray Mist Magic Array, not very far away.

When Chen Zhui and Zike arrived at Xiaoyao City, many people had already gathered in Xiaoyao City.

The rest of the 27th Army, including the rest of the people, rushed to watch the fun.

So although there were only seven or eight hundred people competing for the quota, a huge palace in the center of Xiaoyao City surrounded nearly 10,000 people to watch it.

"There are so many people." Chen Zhui couldn't help but sigh.

Zike, who landed beside him, also muttered: "The entire Ming Guangtian's main and deputy generals have come here, I don't know what kind of guard mission is so important."

"I don't want to have so many things. Let's go over. That trial hall is the key to the competition for the quota this time."

"Yes." Chen followed.

…………

Walking from the periphery into the trial hall, fewer people and the vision becomes empty.

"Many strong people." Chen Zhui glanced at the square in front of the Trial Hall, where about 800 true gods stood.

There are alien races and human races, all of which are powerful in aura, and the lowest ones are the first level of the true god, and the highest or even the peak true god.

However, the most common ones are high-level and top-notch true gods.

Because the peak true god is still a master general, it is usually the deputy army chief.

"I didn't expect so many strong people to come." Zike and Shen Zhui found a corner to stand still, and pointed at the figures in front of him, "Look, that red-haired guy is called Huo Wu Shen, the head general of the 21st Army, the top true god, but his combat power is probably close to the peak true god."

"There is also the one who carries a giant axe nicknamed 'Troll' who is a troll tribe. Although he is a high-level true god, once in a mission, I saw him and slashed the body of a top true god with an axe."

"There are also people of the Zhaka tribe who are good at illusion. When you see him, you will basically fall into his illusion and are not far from death."

"There is the Yaoque clan over there, and it is also the top true god..."

Zike kept introducing many things he was familiar with and many unfamiliar with.

Chen Zhui responded while responding, but his divine thoughts were sweeping, looking for the figures of Tuomori and Wuyan.

Just then.

"Da da~" A dull footstep sounded, and then a rough voice came to Chen Zhui.

"Zike!"

"Coward Zike!"

The sound was extremely loud, and it soon attracted many experts from a corner of the square to see it.

"Hmm? What's going on?" Chen Zhui looked up and saw an alien wearing a silver armor, but his body was extremely thin, with four arms, and his exposed skin was silvery white like metal. His two narrow eyes were golden, and there was a sarcastic look in his eyes, looking at him and Zike.

"Lambert." Zike's face turned a little ugly, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. Calling him coward in front of so many people was simply a naked humiliation.

"Brother Zike, what's going on? Why is this metal tribe so rude to you?" Chen Zi said in confusion.

"This Lambert is the chief general of the 18th Army. Once, we worked with our 27th Army to carry out a mission to "sweep the periphery of the Temple". We had a good cooperation, so he had to make trouble and go to the forbidden place of the heavenly demons."

"The danger there is too great. Of course, I would not take the brothers of the 27th Army to die with him, so I chose to part ways with him and advise him not to take risks."

Zike shook his head and said, "I didn't expect that Lambert turned against him on the spot, saying that he took me to earn treasures, and if he didn't go, he would spit out all the treasures... This was obtained by my brothers from the 27th Army, of course he refused. That time he almost started fighting.

"Later, I heard that Lambert suffered a great loss that time, and so he held a grudge against me, the twenty-seventh Army."

When Chen Zhui and Zike were transmitting their voice, the metal tribe also walked over with dull steps. On his silver-white and resolute face, he could clearly see the sarcastic look. He walked to Chen Zhui and Zike and stared at Zike condescendingly.

"Zike, you are a coward, coward, and you have the face to come to the Trial Hall to receive the mission. A guy like you should hide in the military camp and wait for the spiritual liquid to fall from the sky, hahaha~"

Lambert laughed, which caused a burst of laughter from people around him, and many people looked over with a lively attitude.

Zike looked ugly and snorted coldly: "Lambert, you ordinary man! I don't know you as much as you! If you have the ability, please ask the King of God to resurrect your dead brother from the 18th Army!"

"Zike, you coward, if you weren't for your timidity, those brothers could die in the forbidden land of the Demon?" Lambert roared, "It's all you, it's all your fault. I've caused me to lose my soldiers and lose a seventh-level divine weapon. It's all because you're timid!"
To be continued...