There was a faint smile on Palimero's face, he waved his hand, and the visitor respectfully withdrew.
When he received the news, he did not send people to find Zi Chen immediately, but sent people to inquire about the news first.
When sending people to the Craftsman Clan, he also sent the forces that had recruited many new gods to ask if any of the god generals who came with him had a good relationship with Zi Chen and knew everything about him.
As a result, he found out the news, so it was time to take action.
As he said before, the Soul Clan has taken this matter seriously, and everyone is at his disposal, so this is a war.
Although compared with the previous grabs for resource veins, this battle involving only one person seems to be too fussy. But Parimello knows very well that this battle is much more dangerous than previous battles, and at least many people will die.
He waved his hand, and the space in front of him was distorted, and a sandbox appeared. The sandbox was an entire area and was very huge.
At this time, there are many light spots on the sand table, and each light spot is a person.
These light spots formed a huge encirclement, covering that area, and the light spots were shrinking at a very slow speed.
There are other light spots scattered throughout the sand table. These light spots are various birds, as well as many soul beasts that are good at tracking.
The sand table in front of him turned into a ball of light. He held the ball of light in his hand, looked up at the sky outside, and said, "It's time to set off."
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"Sir, it's not good, there are many aborigines in this area."
In the Netherworld, the leader of the Netherworld forces heard the panicked reports coming from his subordinates.
Black light shone around his body and he opened his eyes, "A lot?"
"Yes, very much!"
He knew that this subordinate was usually extremely calm when faced with things, but he never expected that he would be so flustered today.
After he left the room, he felt the panic atmosphere in the netherworld, and then he felt that things were a bit tricky.
The reason why they are like this is because they are not the real Netherworld, but at most the Netherworld's logistics. Facing the aboriginal army, they have no room to fight back.
The leader quickly came to a space. At this moment, crystal balls were floating one after another in this space. These crystal balls reflected the shadows of many aboriginal people. There was one every ten miles, and the number was unlimited.
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"How could this happen? Are you trying to find Netherworld completely?"
Looking at those people who are obviously from the craftsman clan, they all have the field of weapon refining and are extremely powerful in combat.
In this space, the other god kings who were responsible for monitoring this matter felt very nervous.
"Don't panic, even if they conduct a blanket search, they may not be able to find us."
The leader said: "I'm going to ask for news."
Netherworld has existed for many years, causing considerable losses to the indigenous people. During this period, there have been many encirclement and suppression campaigns, but they have been unable to deal with the foundation of Netherworld.
During this period of time, although the confrontation was still going on, it was obviously much less than before. These aborigines should not be so grand.
He thought of a possibility and felt it was incredible, so he decided to ask for some inside information through secret channels.
After confirming the news, his face showed shock.
"How is it possible for one person to kill three second-level kings?"
This news made him, the founder of Netherworld, extremely shocked and unbelievable.
He had met Zi Chen, and he was only Wang Yipin, so he shouldn't be so powerful.
Could it be said that it is the other party's clone?
After returning, he calmed everyone's emotions and warned at the same time: "Send a message to inform other ghosts that their activities have been reduced recently. It is best to come back. Those who cannot come back should hide themselves and do not expose themselves."
After the truth gradually spread from the netherworld, everyone was shocked by the news.
Since the founding of Netherworld, they have never allowed the aborigines to mobilize on such a large scale, and they never thought that Wang Yipin from Zichen could do it.
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It has been a long time since the last battle, and Zi Chen and his clones have all recovered from their injuries.
Having killed three second-grade kings last time, I believe those aborigines would not let it go, so after recovering from his injuries, Zi Chen appeared and prepared to leave.
There was nothing he could do about it. He couldn't stay in one place without his whereabouts being exposed.
Leaving the world behind, Zi Chen walked forward, still aimlessly.
Fortunately, this place is a mountain, so we can't see anyone else.
At this time, Zi Chen did not notice that a spiritual eagle appeared above the clouds.
The spiritual eagle not only flies extremely high, but also hides its aura.
At the same time, a soul beast also appeared on the mountain peak in the distance.
It looked at Zi Chen from a distance and slowly disappeared.
Palimello had just arrived in this area and knew the traces of Zi Chen. He smiled easily, sat in the tent, looked at the sand table in front of him and said: "Send a team to attack, and there must be a craftsman among them."
His order was conveyed immediately, and a team flew in the direction of Zi Chen, but found nothing.
New news soon came that Zi Chen had arrived thousands of miles away, and Palimero continued to send a third team nearby, but this time still failed.
After five teams in a row failed, Palimero smiled lightly and said: "It seems that there is some kind of method that can move a large area, which should be thousands of miles at a time."
Next to Palimero, an aboriginal asked: "Now that we have locked his range, should we shrink the encirclement?"
Palimero shook his head and said: "The war is just the beginning, we cannot use all our cards. Let the sixth team attack."
As the order was conveyed, the sixth team appeared where Zi Chen appeared, but no one was seen.
Just when they were about to turn around and go back, a cold voice suddenly sounded, "How did you find me?"
Among the team, there was only one second-grade king, and the others were all first-grade. Looking at Zi Chen who appeared, some moved forward to attack, some retreated to accumulate strength, and some sent signals to the sky.
Looking at them with limited division of labor, Zi Chen knew that his time was running out, so he immediately showed his killer move.
He appeared together with his clone, and the battle ended quickly. After collecting the bodies on the ground, the clone disappeared and he teleported away.
After a while, several teams arrived, and one of them dropped down and picked up a memory ball from an inconspicuous place on the ground.
It didn't take long for the memory ball to arrive at Palimero's place.
Looking at Zi Chen's decisive killing in the memory ball and the clone that looked like Netherworld, his expression gradually became solemn.
"The power of the netherworld is all over the body. No wonder it is so strong. It seems that it is necessary to look at you squarely."
Putting away the memory ball, he said coldly: "Send other teams and start attacking with all their strength!"