Chi Lian and the maid both looked at the saint strangely.
At this time, shouldn't you refuse directly? Chi Lian is even ready to take action. As long as the saint takes action, she will follow, even if her strength is not as strong as these two annoying guys! The worst is death!
Chi Lian is one of the few members of the Dawn Temple who fully agrees with the Saint's approach. Whether it was the patricide or the subsequent compromise, or the various decisions she has made to enter West Asia, she believes that the Saint is not wrong and is truly considering the temple.
This is also the reason why she is loyal to the Saint.
The same goes for the little maid.
Her strength is not high. According to the current level of strength on the earth, she can only be a six-star evolver at most. When she just faced these two new giants, her powerlessness and weakness were fully reflected.
But this is not the reason for her to be a coward. In her heart, the Saint is not only a respected Highness, but also her best friend. Even if she dies, she will not make it easy for these two guys who do not respect His Highness.
but!
The saint didn't take action, and even the anger just now disappeared.
Zhengxi and Duoyan looked at each other, and saw the excitement in each other's eyes, and... a hint of contempt.
"The matter is of great importance. It is unrealistic to hear His Highness's reply right away. So let's go back and wait for the news. Tomorrow, before tomorrow night, I hope to get your exact news."
After Zhengxi finished speaking, he and his fellow raccoon dog Duoyan bowed falsely again and walked out. When they reached the door, they turned around and said: "Your Highness, cooperation will benefit both sides. The situation in our temple is not good.
To put it bluntly, with our current strength, we can only rank second even in West Asia. Although the city lord has not yet reached the realm of the Holy Father, it is not far away. Now is the best time for integration.
, once you miss it, when others become more powerful, many things will have different endings. Not to mention West Asia, just on the entire planet, we are estimated to be ranked outside the fifty. The sensitivity of our identity makes us as long as we cannot guarantee our strength.
, we may be swallowed up by others. If the warriors cannot advance in a short period of time, cooperating with the strong people around us is the best way, because that can prevent us from being ruthlessly swallowed up."
"Your Highness Holy Ann."
Zhengxi's bow this time was more respectful than before.
Soon the three saints were left in the room.
"Saint!"
Chi Lian shouted anxiously, she had already seen the saint's wavering!
Yes, even if what Zhengxi and Duoyan said is right, letting the saint marry an outsider is something that the people of the temple will never tolerate.
I would rather fight until no one is left alive than let the saint suffer such humiliation!
The lord of that holy city? Just one glance and you can tell he is a drunkard and a womanizer.
Yes, Chi Lian knew that someone who could hold a high position in such a world would definitely not be just a drunkard, but she just felt bad about that person, especially bad.
"Okay, I know what you're thinking." The saint's eyes looked at the thick night outside, and her voice was already a little ethereal.
"Perhaps what Zheng Xi said is true. If I sacrifice myself, I can bring the hopeless temple back on track? Maybe if we cooperate with the Holy City, we can become two strong forces and truly be able to fight against the world on this planet.
Other forces, right? Maybe...in this way, we can integrate into this world."
Chi Lian and the maid looked at each other, not knowing how to persuade.
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After darkness, there will be light.
When the sun's rays fall on the planet as it has for millions of years before, the earth seems to come alive.
The Holy City is a city that never sleeps, at least that's what the people living here think so, but it cannot be denied that the Holy City at night is more filled with the aroma of wine and carnival, while during the day, it seems much more normal.
This is one of the few cities in West Asia that is rarely intruded by mutant life. The occasional sand monsters and enemies in the sky cannot stop this from becoming a holy land that evolvers throughout West Asia yearn for.
Stability brings prosperity to trade. Shops everywhere and street stalls everywhere are a true reflection of the Holy City.
It's just that today, many people doing business, big or small, are a little uneasy.
Because the goods are running out.
Not referring to the existing ones, but those that should have come but have not.
This includes some sales points of the team forces in the Holy City, but their replenishment teams have not arrived. It also includes some commercial organizations, and their shippers have not arrived. It also includes many individual merchants who often come to their homes to beg them.
There are very few evolvers who purchase prey or other income.
Originally, this would cause a shortage. After all, the size of the Holy City and its large population ensured a huge daily transaction volume.
But since the supply of goods became less, they found that there were even fewer people buying.
At first they didn't know what was going on, or even realized anything, but after a few days, more and more people became aware of this situation.
The news was delivered quickly, and it did not attract the attention of the senior officials of the Holy City at first. They were still immersed in the joy of driving away Gyanendra, and were still busy preparing for a grand wedding that would most likely come.
But they also realized the problem later, and after a simple inspection, they found that the problem was far bigger than imagined.
It was still the glittering banquet hall last night, but this time there were no outsiders, no food and wine, only the Lord of the Holy City and seven or eight core men were there.
"According to the investigation, it has basically been determined that the problem is more serious than what was reported below." A middle-aged bearded man who still stubbornly wears traditional clothes said, "It is much more serious."
The city lord took a sip of water, poured the ice cube into his mouth, and chewed it.
"Yesterday was the first full day after we collected data. There were only more than 30 caravans entering the Holy City, and there were more than 2,000 evolvers. Compared with before, there was a huge drop, only 30% of the original number.
About two-thirds of the caravans and evolvers disappeared."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The man's voice became deeper and deeper as he spoke, "The Holy City is the largest and only commercial center in West Asia. When there is no tide of beasts or zombies,
Obviously this situation is abnormal, I have sent people to investigate the surroundings carefully, but it will take several days to get the results."
Doing business in the Holy City requires paying taxes. The decline in trade means a decrease in income, which means that the huge army and the luxurious life of the senior officials in the Holy City system will be greatly affected.
Without the huge tax revenue, the Holy City, and the Lord of the Holy City, would lose fast and powerful channels.
"I don't want to know this, I just want to know, why is this happening?"
The city lord put down the water glass, looked at his men below and asked coldly.
No one answered. Finally, the person before said with some uncertainty: "Holy Lord, if there is no tide of beasts or zombies, if there is no irresistible disaster from God's power, then I can think of
The most likely possibility is..."
"Someone is cleaning up our area!"
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"Little Ye Zi, Broken Copper Pot and Mr. Xiu Yun's team will arrive at the scheduled location in three hours!" Yangos landed in front of Ye Zhongming with high spirits. The vibrations and strong winds caused by his huge body and wings made the surrounding yellow people
The sand fills the air.
"You deserve a beating, don't you?" Mo Ye scolded the evil dragon dissatisfiedly.
This guy is definitely the type to shine when given a little sunshine.
"Woman, don't talk! This is a unique way of communication between me and my most respected master, you don't understand!"
Yangos knew that as long as he didn't go too far, no one in Genting would do anything to him, so he responded to Mo Ye arrogantly.
Ye Zhongming smiled and said, "How long did it take you to fly back?"
"fifteen minutes."
Ye Zhongming nodded, calculated in his mind, and then turned to look at the people behind... Mo Ye, Xiaohu, Liang Chuyin, Xia Bai, Hongfa, Guangyao, Tang Tian, Lu Yi, Pu Xiuying, Ah Tao, Gan Lan,
Mina, Ayang, Xiaopeng...
As well as the Yama tree and Yu Po...
"In the past few days, we were just cleaning up the outside of the Holy City." Ye Zhongming's voice entered everyone's ears.
"Next, we will capture their two largest and last oasis strongholds within an hour, and then form a siege on the Holy City. Three hours later, the westward offensive will officially begin."
Ye Zhongming's words were extremely simple, but they made everyone's blood boil.
"I'm about to leave for a while. In order to avenge my dead companions and for the peace of the villa, I have to do something. I think fear is the best way to make them quiet!"