"You are quite lucky." After listening to Whale God's Wanderings, Muria expressed her own thoughts.
At that time, because of the arrival of her grandmother and the notice from the Ten Royal Lords, Muria gave up the small harvest in the void, and then turned to be born in the big world, until now.
But after He left, the Whale God and the Mechanical God had other ideas because of the words of the Ten Masters. These two epics collected the breath left by Muria and through some special rituals, obtained
With a rough and vague coordinate, I chased him all the way.
"Where is the Martial God?"
After saying his thoughts, Muria noticed something incongruous. In the description of the whale god, it was not lonely, but now he saw this big fish.
"Hey, not long ago, I had a little dispute with him, so we parted ways. He went in another direction." The Whale God explained cheerfully.
"That's it." Muria understood immediately. It was probably because the Lord of the Mountains stripped off his priesthood and got rid of the shackles, went to the void, and then met these two guys unluckily.
After he died, what he left behind caused the two epics to have differences of interest, and then the two epics who had been together all the way fell out immediately.
"What are your plans next?"
"Um..." Upon hearing Muria's inquiry, the big blue whale shook its fins, swung its broad tail, and set off huge waves in the void.
However, this huge beast looked at Muria with an almost begging look. It traveled thousands of miles and crossed the endless void to find this place just to get some benefits. Now, there is no way to get benefits.
Just stand in front of it.
The Whale God is also knowledgeable. Although as an epic, he looks down on those gods who are bound by the world, but they are only those beings in the middle and lower levels of the sequence of gods. Those who truly stand at the top of the hierarchy of gods should look up to.
, it still needs to be looked up to.
For example, for the existence in front of it, with the power he is showing now, it is not much harder to crush it to death than to crush it to death. This power has to make it awe.
But despite being in awe, the Whale God inevitably has some other thoughts. Muria is a boss-level figure among the gods. This is an undoubted fact.
Correspondingly, He must have a considerable amount of world authority. Not only does this authority allow it to move freely in the world, but at the very least it can open a convenient channel for it to enter the world calmly and freely.
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"Do you want to come in?" Muria looked at the longing in the eyes of the big blue fish in front of her, turned around and looked at the world behind her, and asked with a smile.
"If possible..." The Whale God's tone seemed a little shy and a little embarrassed, but he didn't mean to shirk or give in.
"It's okay to let you in. It's not a difficult thing for me, but what price are you prepared to pay for it?"
Muria looked up and down at the large whale with a miniature continent vaguely visible in its body, with a look in its eyes.
Epic wants to enter the big world and make money. He can completely understand such behavior, but with his current status, he cannot allow such a thing to happen.
He is a god who controls the laws of the world and maintains the operation of the world. For a powerful foreign existence like Epic, the most important thing he should do is to expel it by force or even kill it.
But He is not a native god, and naturally he will not be so rigid in doing things. If Epic wants to enter the world and have fun, he can do so. But it must be under his control and supervision. In addition, he must pay the door fee.
"Well, what do you want me to do?" The Whale God shook his big tail and asked with a hint of uneasiness. Such a request is not too much, and is even within his expectation.
However, the power of the being in front of it was completely beyond its expectation, so it may not be able to accept conditions that may be sparse and ordinary in the eyes of the other party.
"I am now in need of a mount that matches my status." Muria said quite straightforwardly, and anyone who is not stupid can basically understand what he means.
"Then what do you think of me?" The Whale God said quite politely.
Serving as a mount for a god may sound a bit embarrassing, but looking at the power displayed by the being in front of you, you won't think so.
What's more, for Epic, face is all empty. If it can be used in exchange for benefits, there is no need to hesitate at all.
In addition, such a relationship must have a time limit. After all, one party is a god and the other party is an epic who can move freely. They are completely different.
"It looks pretty good, just okay." Muria said that he didn't dislike it.
"As long as you don't mind it."
Hearing what Muria said, the Whale God was overjoyed and did not feel humiliated at all about being about to become a mount.
It has been pursuing it all the way, hoping to see if it can sneak into the big world. In fact, it doesn't have much hope for this, and has even made plans to return without success and waste time.
"Come here!"
Muria raised his hand, and the brilliant and gorgeous nine-color divine light shined on his fingertips, and finally condensed into a divine seal with a touch of majesty, which landed on the head of the whale god.
The big blue fish did not resist and allowed the rune with an obvious personal mark to fall on its head. Then it very wisely shrank its size in the void and swam to Muria's body.
Get off, hunched over on your own back.
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"Don't relax, take a good look. Behind this wall are our wives and children. Once something goes wrong, our souls will no longer be able to ascend to the kingdom of our Lord. Even our wives and children will be
Endure the insult of the Demon Court."
On a city wall that is 100 meters high and looks like a continuous mountain range, a general led two of his guards to patrol the city wall and boost morale through words.
The so-called Demon Court naturally refers to the Nine Heavens Divine Court. After determining the hostile stance of both parties, such an operation is quite routine.
It is fundamental to demonize the enemy, label all imaginable evil deeds in the name of the enemy, and propagate it to the middle and lower classes.
The soldiers who heard the general's words really cheered up. The time spent guarding the border fortress was quite dull, boring and tedious when nothing happened. Of course, to a certain extent, such
Boring can be considered a good thing.
And this kind of propaganda is considered daily, and there are thousands of generals who engage in propaganda like this in this huge fortress. Their only duty is to instill the concept of Shenting as evil into the minds of the soldiers.
This can not only effectively reduce the probability of soldiers defecting, but also greatly strengthen the army's will to fight to the death after a war occurs.
If one's own army realizes that the Divine Court is not only not as brutal as they described, but is also quite tolerant and can treat all races of creatures on a relatively equal footing, then it will be a hammer war.
It is estimated that the war has not started yet, except for those devout believers, most of the army will defect.
"It's so boring!"
The propaganda general recited the manuscript he had already memorized loudly, and the mechanized recitation left him with enough energy to focus on other things.
And just as he was thinking about what to eat for dinner, he suddenly felt as if something was gushing out of his neck.
Then he heard the screams of the soldiers around him and the roars of the two guards behind him, then he saw a fountain of blood-red, and finally, darkness began to cover his vision.
This general no longer knew what happened next. He had already entered an eternal sleep. If nothing unexpected happened, he would never have a chance to wake up.
"Ignorant villain!"
Next to the fallen corpse of the general, a slender figure holding a double blade gradually appeared. His pure white eyes without any emotion glanced around and then disappeared out of thin air again.
"It's the Night Hunter, sound the alarm!"
A roar that was somewhat sharp due to fear resounded in the fortress. In the next moment, with the sound of the sword sinking into flesh and blood, the roar stopped abruptly, leaving only a piercing alarm that echoed in the fortress and was transmitted to the rear one after another.
As a result, majestic pressure, like real pressure, rose into the sky one after another. The legends sitting in the fortress were alerted, and they began to search the entire fortress with their own insights.
However, they did not need to search for too long. The corresponding existence appeared around each of them. They were legendary assassins who specialized in assassination and lurking...