On top of the city wall, there were many horrified aborigines, as well as some divine tribesmen who were holding their arms and watching the excitement indifferently.
The numerous oppressions they have suffered over the years have made the gods have no good impression of the aborigines, and they wish they would die soon.
Zi Chen began to order an attack on the formation. When the city was broken, the aborigines would surely be destroyed.
The sudden sound made everyone look startled and looked very confused.
The city defense formation is their last line of defense. Who is talking?
A ray of light appeared and transformed into an old man. He stood in the sky, looked at Zi Chen and said: "I won't stop you, you can enter the city directly, and you can no longer destroy the formation. If the formation is broken, the rules of this world will change.
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Zi Chen looked at the other party with confusion on his face.
"You have come to the city twice, and if I try to stop you, you won't be able to leave. This is a grudge between you two, and it has nothing to do with me, the person who protects the formation." The old man standing in the sky said again.
There was an uproar on the city wall, and some aborigines guessed the identity of the old man.
Zi Chen still had doubts in his heart, but he already vaguely understood that the other party did not seem to belong to the same camp as the aborigines.
The old man continued: "I can open a portal for you and let all the Dark Sky Ants in, but you can't break the formation."
Zi Chen looked at the old man and said, "Are you a formation spirit?"
"That's right."
With a thought in Zi Chen's mind, all the dark sky ants that sneaked into the ground to attack emerged again, and then returned to Paji's side.
"You stay here, I'll go to the city." Zi Chen looked back at Paji and said.
"Be careful." Pudge reminded.
Zi Chen walked into the city alone, without the Dark Sky Ants. Wherever he passed, countless aborigines and gods were staring at him.
The faces of the indigenous people were full of fear, but the eyes of the protoss were filled with fanaticism.
The old man who was able to control the formation came to Zi Chen and said, "I witnessed with my own eyes what happened back then. I didn't stop them, and I didn't stop you when you left twice. What are your plans next?
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"You want to stop me now?" Zi Chen said without looking back.
"Of course not, I'm just curious about what you would do. In this year's war, too many Aboriginal people died, and the overall strength has dropped a lot." The old man said.
"But it can still pose a threat to the gods, right?" Zi Chen said lightly.
"Given the current situation of the Protoss, unless the indigenous people die, the threat will always exist! Even if the indigenous people die, the Protoss may not be able to gain freedom."
Zi Chen could understand what the old man meant. Although it was wrong for the aborigines to suppress the Protoss all the time, the disunity and non-resistance of the Protoss was also the main reason.
"Can you control the formation?" Zi Chen asked again.
"Okay!" the old man said.
"It seems that you are the rule of this city. It's a pity that you haven't done anything in these years."
Zi Chen walked forward, aiming at the core of the transaction, "If they make a mistake, you should punish them, instead of just ignoring them and causing them to make mistakes again and again."
The old man heard the sound and said: "The weak will eat the strong. This is an eternal rule. I have taken action before, but the gods who came here have their own camps, and gradually it is no longer worthy of my action."
There was disappointment on the old man's face, and he was obviously completely disappointed with the gods who came here.
Zi Chen believes that the gods have a cause, but it is definitely not the main cause.
If the lower level Awakening Altar had not been destroyed and they did not have the power to fight against the aboriginal people, the Gods would not be so helpless.
As for later, those powerful protoss did not resist. Apparently they saw that they were weak, so they stopped resisting.
Over time, they have become accustomed to this kind of oppression.
"What are you going to do with those aborigines?" the old man asked again.
"I haven't thought about it yet, how about killing them all?" Zi Chen said.
"It's up to you." The old man said calmly, "The law of this world is that the weak eat the strong. Now that you are stronger than them, you can deal with them as you like."
"The existence of that thing seriously affects the aesthetics."
Zi Chen looked up at the trading castle and said.
"It's easy."
The old man only said three words, and the light fell from the sky. The light was like lightning, hitting the trading castle.
Roars resounded in the city, and the castle instantly collapsed.
Powerful fluctuations scattered in all directions, and countless resources fell from the sky.
In the blink of an eye, the trading castle in the city disappeared, and only the trading core remained.
Looking at the core of the transaction, Zi Chen nodded and said, "Well, it looks much better now."
"Young man, what are you going to do?" the old man asked again.
Zi Chen turned around, looked at the frightened aborigines and said: "Now, everyone goes back to get the awakening altar. Each family takes out at least five. If there are enough, they will survive, and if there are not enough, the family will be destroyed!"
The frightened natives, as if seeing hope, immediately turned around and ran towards the family.
The old man continued: "If you want to collect the Awakening Altar, you can tell me directly. I know where they are. As long as you don't leave this city, the Awakening Altar will not be broken."
Zi Chen nodded and said: "Okay then, collect all the awakening altars and protect them under your protection. Then all the gods can awaken at will, and the core trading place is also open to the gods. If we do these two things, I will
Let these aborigines go."
In fact, Zi Chen has no intention of annihilating the clan. Over the years, the aboriginal people have been fighting to the death, hoping to protect the family from being destroyed.
Since they had already suffered heavy losses, there was no need for Zi Chen to kill them all.
Moreover, the formation spirit can control everything in the city, so he has the ability to supervise.
The Awakening Altar can be sealed with space, and those family members came over one after another with the Awakening Altar.
There are five in a family, and those big families can naturally gather them together. This is also thanks to the formation spirit ensuring that the Awakening Altar is not destroyed, otherwise only one from each family will be left.
At this moment, the heads of those families walked towards Zi Chen and handed over the Awakening Altar.
Among the crowd of aborigines, two inconspicuous people stood.
The two of them came from the Shenglun family, and they once had two titles, one was a drunkard and the other was a waste.
At the moment, the drunkard is not drinking. I wonder if he has no money to buy alcohol.
That good-for-nothing was no longer as blank as usual, with a dazed look on his face, and there was a sparkle in his eyes.
He glanced at the drunkard beside him, who nodded, and saw this guy who was called a waste walking towards the front.
During this period, some people noticed this scene, but with Zichen here, they did not dare to say anything.
Sheng Lun Tuoyin walked up to Zi Chen. He, the only Wang Yipin, showed no fear when he looked at Zi Chen.
Others around him turned their heads to watch this scene.
"Congratulations on your return."
St. Lentoyin looked at Zi Chen and said, "Can our promise back then still count?"
"Of course, what do you want?" Zi Chen asked.
St. Lun Toyin's face suddenly twisted, and his face became a bit ferocious, "I want all the seventh-grade Sheng Lun family to die!"