The god-making movement in Yanhai City started. Under the organization of the department, a large number of experienced workers were organized to start enclosing land and preparing to build a statue of Lin Fan in the city center.
The statue was handed over to a factory to be made, and the other party was specifically asked to hire the top sculpture masters in the country to make it. In any case, the statue must be lifelike, and it cannot end up looking like that. Then it will not only be embarrassing for them, but also
The whole country.
The department is not short of money, but it is short of face.
As long as you keep your face, nothing will be a problem.
Jin Heli walked in wearing a sexy outfit. She has always been like this until now when she worked in the special department. According to scientific research, when there is a beautiful woman in the same office who dresses very hotly, the work efficiency of her colleagues will be improved.
This is not empty talk.
But it is proven by facts.
"News just came from the headquarters. Madona of Haiyun Kingdom asked us to return the trident. He said that the weapon was the weapon of Poseidon. It was stolen by evil creatures and was left in our Yanhai City. He hopes that we can return it.
." Jin Heli reported the situation.
The one-eyed man listened to Jin Heli's report with a confused expression.
"He really did this?"
To be honest, the one-eyed man was really dumbfounded. In any case, Madonna is also the master of Haishen Pavilion in Haiyun Kingdom, and his status is the same as that of Chief Xia Duxu. He has enough brains to know that it is a shameful thing to say this.
But I didn't expect it.
Madonna has never been afraid of embarrassment.
What is a face? Can it be more important than one's master's weapons?
In order to get Poseidon's Trident back, even if I lose my face completely, I will never regret it.
Jin Heli said: "Yes, and in the name of the country, we are asked to return the trident."
The one-eyed man thought that it was still impossible to return it. Whatever came into their hands was theirs, especially if it was a weapon of Poseidon. If they returned it with a few words and a slight protest, then where would they put their face?
"Reply to Haiyun Country and tell them that I'm really sorry. We didn't know it was Poseidon's weapon. We thought it was some kind of metal waste that had melted because it took up too much space."
"And send out an announcement in the name of the special department."
After much deliberation, I still feel that this method is the best.
Jin Heli's face was full of surprise, "Chief, is this really necessary?"
The one-eyed man said: "It's a fair statement, and it can also give Haiyun Country a response. I think this is acceptable to both parties. If they can't accept it, we will give in one more step. We can give them the melted things."
Send it back."
"Of course they have to pay for the transportation costs themselves."
Jin Heli didn't expect the leader to be so cruel. If he really said this, no one would believe it, but there was nothing he could do if he didn't believe it. He had already said it, it was up to you whether you believed it or not. Anyway, he just wouldn't pay it back.
After she left the office, she started to do this.
When netizens saw this announcement, their expressions became very complicated.
"We are deeply sorry about the Poseidon weapon"
The general meaning is as the one-eyed man said, if it melts, I really think it is garbage.
Netizens couldn't help but laugh out loud.
As the Madonnasau operation continues to come out, more and more people feel that there is something wrong with the evil invasion of Yanhai City, as if it is something caused by Poseidon himself.
The Xiadu side knew Yanhai City's answer, so they didn't pay much attention to Madona's affairs. They could handle whatever happened themselves. We at the Xiadu side couldn't control the situation in Yanhai City.
Madonna wanted to vomit blood.
Damn bastard.
He didn't expect that the Dragon Kingdom would be so unwilling to give face, even if it didn't give face to me, it wouldn't give face to Poseidon. Do you really take Poseidon seriously?
Takhara Desert.
The location is remote and one of the harshest places in the world.
It's hot during the day.
It was bitingly cold at night.
Even in such a harsh environment, there are still people living there. These are the indigenous people of the Takhara Desert. They have lived here for generations and continue the lifestyle of their ancestors.
Even faith is like this.
At this moment.
Deep pits appear in the desert, as if someone detonated a bomb from beneath the desert, directly blowing the pit out of the desert.
Boom!
Thick black mist erupted from the deep pit, instantly covering the sky and turning the entire sky dark and gloomy.
"Yeah yeah..."
At the gathering place of the indigenous people, they had just found some food from the desert and were preparing to have lunch. When they saw the black mist in the distance, they all put down what they were doing and knelt on the ground, muttering an ancient language.
Translate, the ancient great god who controls life and death.
An old native with a bowed body said something to the surrounding tribesmen. Then he got the approval of the tribesmen, picked up some food and walked towards the place where the black mist broke out.
The old natives led more than a hundred tribesmen to the place where they believed the god was.
It didn't take long.
When they arrived at the scene and saw that the pyramid in front of them was exactly the same as the totem they had inherited, they knelt down and prayed excitedly.
"The Great Death!"
"The Great Death!"
The original pit has long since disappeared, replaced by an ancient pyramid. For the indigenous people here, this is their belief, and their god has finally appeared.
This group of indigenous people looked humble and insignificant in front of the pyramid. They knelt down under the pyramid, worshiped and prayed.
Suddenly.
His voice grew louder.
At the top of the pyramid, a sarcophagus floated. With a bang, the sarcophagus opened. The interior was shrouded in black mist, and the request inside could not be seen. In a moment, the black mist dissipated, and there was a man lying in the sarcophagus with his arms crossed on his chest.
The dog-headed god in front of.
The dog-headed god opened his eyes, black light bloomed, and he levitated from the sarcophagus. The scepter accompanying him was his symbol.
Death Scepter.
The scepter is inlaid with a gem, and the innocent souls are wrapped around the gem. If you look closely, you can see how painful the expressions of these innocent souls are, as if they are suffering huge torture in front of them.
The dog-headed god looked at the natives below, opened his arms, and countless black mist swept out from behind. The natives cheered, and the God of Death responded to them.
But soon.
They discovered something very scary. Black mist filled the air and wrapped around their bodies.
"ah!"
Screams came.
The black mist seemed to have spirituality, pouring in from their five senses, their bodies mutated, and in an instant, they turned into a walking zombie with no independent consciousness.
The dog-headed god held up his scepter and chanted some kind of incantation.
Boom!
Boom!
The desert land split open, and countless corpses that had died in the desert were pulled, and they all crawled out from the desert ground, and the undead resurrected.
The dog-headed god led countless undead armies and attacked the country on the edge of the Takhara Desert.
afternoon!
15:00.
A small city with a population of hundreds of thousands was completely boiling.
"What is that?"
"I don't know, maybe the mosquitoes gather together."
Countless citizens stopped and looked up at the dark sky, thinking that they were just mosquitoes gathering together. They looked surprised, but they did not expect that it was the God of Death who was about to harvest their lives.
In the blink of an eye.
The black mist swept in, covering the onlookers, screams resounded, and the black mist swept away, leaving behind a walking corpse corroded by the black mist.
There is a strong human being living in seclusion in a small town.
"What is that?" In the tavern, the old man who was telling the children the story of heroes fighting evil things felt the smell of danger, put down the wine glass in his hand, and said gently: "Children, go hide in grandpa's cellar.
Don't come out, no matter who is calling you, don't come out."
"Grandpa Sumit, what's wrong?" a child asked.
Sumit said in a deep voice: "The evil power is coming, hide now."
The children listened to Grandpa Sumit's words and skillfully opened the floor of the tavern and hid in. This small town was often infested by evil things, so there was a lot of food stored in the cellar. If you save some food, it would be enough to feed dozens of people for a month.
"Dear guests, there is danger outside. Please find a place to hide." Sumit reminded.
The drunkard laughed and said: "Mr. Sumit, you are drunk again and you are telling us stories, aren't you?"
No one believed what Sumit said.
Moreover, Sumit said that he was a very powerful man in the past and had experienced many things, but they did not believe him and just regarded him as a tavern owner who liked to brag.
Sumit said: "I'm not joking with you. Let's go. I hope this is not the last time we meet."
The drinkers still didn't take it seriously and raised their glasses to Sumit.
"Old man, have a drink."
Bang!
A figure knocked open the door of the tavern, and a deep roar came from his throat.
The noisy tavern suddenly became quiet.
Everyone looked at the guy who broke in.
"Forehead?"
"Isn't this guy a fruit seller?"
"You're not in the shop in broad daylight. You came to the pub to drink. Aren't you afraid that your wife will catch you and beat you up?"
The drinkers laughed. Although they felt that the other party was weird, they didn't take it to heart. After all, it was broad daylight, what else could go wrong?
A drinker came up, ready to pat him on the shoulder and ask him if he was beaten by his wife at home and go out to have a drink and relax.
"Don't get close to him." Sumit shouted, and he took action instantly. He already felt that something was wrong, and the other person exuded the aura of death.
roar!
The opponent roared angrily and wanted to tear the big man who was approaching him into pieces. The big man was stunned and frightened by the opponent. Fortunately, Sumit was fast enough and slapped the opponent away with one palm.
Immediately afterwards.
There were noisy sounds outside.
"Help."
"Run quickly, run quickly."
"What are these things and why do they appear?"
There are constant calls for help outside.
The drinkers woke up instantly and came outside. Seeing the panic outside, they ran away in shock. They did not expect that it would be true.
The tavern was empty.
Sumit opened the floor and said: "Children, hide well and don't come out."
"I know, Grandpa Sumit."
"We'll hide."
"Is there any danger?"
Sumit said: "Your heroic Grandpa Sumit will protect this city and you."
Cover the floor and cover it with carpet.
Pushing open the door of the tavern, the situation outside is very bad. The spiritual black mist is constantly killing human beings. People covered by the black mist are turning into mindless zombies amid the screams.
"how so?"
"Evil thing?"
"No, if it is an evil thing, even if the experts stationed here are not very good, they will never let the evil thing attack the city."
Sumit looked intently into the distance. That was the center of the black mist. All the black mist came from there. The black mist discovered Sumit and swept over him, trying to occupy this body.
"Huh, looking for death."
Boom!
When the black mist was about to approach Sumit, it was directly shattered.
Bang.
Sumit rose into the air, landed on the roof with his feet, jumped up again, and struck into the distance. As he continued to get closer to the center of the black fog, he felt more and more a huge pressure shrouding his heart.
What a scary smell.
What an evil smell.
In such a small town, there is a king-level powerhouse hidden. If others knew about it, they would never believe it. After all, such a powerhouse can become a department leader-level existence no matter where he is.
And this Sumit is much stronger than the one-eyed man.
This small town is the hometown of Sumit. He was an orphan. He was raised by kind people in this city. Later he met his mentor and left here. When he was eighty years old, he was a little tired.
Then he left the place where he was and returned to the place where he was raised.
A strong man was struggling to support himself, but Sumit appeared beside him and slapped the weird-looking zombie to death with one palm.
"Where are the guardians of the city?" Sumit asked.
When the rescued guardian saw Sumit, his expression was shocked. He did not expect that the owner of the tavern where he had been drinking before turned out to be a master.
Hear what the other person asked.
The guardian looked sad and said: "Dead, they are all dead."
"How is that possible?" Sumit said in shock: "If we remember correctly, the leader here is a city-level powerhouse. Is he also dead?"
"Dead, we met God." The guardian said.
Sumit knew that a sea god appeared in Haiyun Kingdom, but the murderer who is about to massacre the city is also a god?
He doesn't believe it.
"Old senior, this is something we can't resist. You should leave quickly. This city cannot be defended."
Sumit said: "My home is here and I will not go anywhere. Even if it is God, I will make him pay the price."
Then he looked towards the black mist.
A figure can be vaguely seen in the center of the black mist.
He jumped up and punched the black mist. Boom, an astonishing roar resounded throughout the world, the black mist shook, and his fist was blocked by a layer of light curtain, unable to cause any harm to the opponent.
"Who are you? Why do you want to kill these ordinary humans?" Sumit was furious and prepared to fight. The situation in front of him was very strange, different from the evil things he had encountered before.