Chapter 238 The Great Era Is Coming (End of the Month, Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket!)
This was a chaotic era, a great era of dragons and snakes.
The Northern Zhou imperial city was massacred, the royal family was destroyed, Emperor Shajia and the Crown Prince of Zhou died one after another, all civil and military officials were killed, and only a dozen princes escaped. These dozen princes were scattered all over the empire, supported by local lords or warlords, and successively proclaimed themselves emperors, claiming that they were the orthodox royal family.
The Southern Xinjiang coalition soon disintegrated as a result, and the Beast Cavalry Guards, Magic Guards, and Knights of Light left quietly, each supporting a prince to become emperor and dominate one side.
The Beast Tribe coalition also had ulterior motives. Generals Raff Hillman and Notting Hill led their troops to raid King Bater of the grassland, intending to capture the grassland barbarians and occupy a place in this chaotic world.
At this time, the Southern Ming army of more than 100,000, the five major legions and the Iron Cavalry Guards were waiting for an opportunity to destroy the Southern Xinjiang barbarians and march north.
Unexpectedly, not long after, news came from the rear that the ruler of the Southern Ming, the best master on the continent, died at the hands of a southern Xinjiang man, and the capital Yanjing was also massacred.
The five armies of the Southern Ming were originally the armies of the southern countries that were annexed in the past. When Emperor Geshu was alive, they were naturally united, but when Emperor Geshu died, they immediately became disloyal.
And the pillar general of the Iron Cavalry Imperial Army, Barendrut, was not so peaceful and was the first to lead his troops to retreat.
Marshal Dancher intended to suppress the five armies with iron-blooded and strong-armed means, but he was unexpectedly besieged by the commanders of the five armies. He had to protect Prince Geshu alone and break out of the siege, and surrendered to General Burren, the leader of the Holy Light Knights, to continue the Southern Ming Principality.
At this point, the south was also torn apart, and the entire continent became more than 20 countries of all sizes, with wars and chaos, and heroes rising up.
This result was not only unexpected by everyone on the continent, but also by the high and mighty God King Palace, which had taken refuge overseas.
In the God King Palace, Pope XIV sat on the throne with a gloomy face. He listened carefully to the reports of Torres and others, pondered for a moment, and waved his hand and said, "You go down, I have my own ideas."
Sisyphus couldn't help but say, "Your Excellency the Pope, with the strength of my temple, we can form a large army, and with your help, it's no problem to wipe out those barbarians. Why..."
"Go down!" Pope XIV shouted coldly and waved his sleeves.
Everyone was silent and hurriedly left the temple.
Pope XIV pondered for a long time, got up from the throne, walked through the long and deep corridor, and came to the back hall, where he saw a beautiful girl lying on a fox fur couch, and twenty or thirty dancers below were dancing gracefully, with enchanting postures and twisting bodies, like beautiful snakes.
Pope XIV coughed, and the dancers stopped singing and dancing, bowed and left the back hall.
"My Lord..."
"I already know."
The girl was Delina, she opened her cherry mouth, yawned, and smiled: "Tian Geshu died, it's no big deal, Pope XIV, with your knowledge, you shouldn't be so surprised, right?"
The corner of Pope XIV's mouth moved, and he couldn't help but say: "My Lord, with the strength of my temple, it is more than enough to sweep the entire continent, why not let the people of the temple do it themselves? The barbarians in the southern border bullied me too much, as long as we send half of the power of the temple, it will be enough to wipe out these barbarians!"
Delina stood lightly She stood up and took two steps lightly. It was obvious that she was still not used to walking on two legs. She preferred to slide on the ground. She smiled and said, "The temple cannot take action. There is more than one God King Temple in this world. There are many temples, such as our mortal enemies, the Pluto Temple and the Wisdom Goddess Temple."
Pope XIV shook his head and said, "My Lord, the Pluto Temple is not our opponent. As for the Wisdom Goddess Temple, there has been no master for a long time..."
The Wisdom Goddess Temple is the temple of magicians. It has long declined with the decline of the Saint Yuan era. Only an empty shell remains, that is, the Magic Guild.
"The Pluto Temple and the Wisdom Goddess Temple are naturally not a concern, but since I can project into this world, why can't the God of the Underworld and the Wisdom Goddess also project an avatar?"
Delina smiled slightly and said, "Besides, what I want is faith! Destroying a race will only make all races fear me, rather than worship me and believe in me. Faith is a kind of power, a fanatical power, do you understand?"
Pope XIV was at a loss and quickly lowered his head.
"This world is a huge cake. The reproductive capacity of all human races is too strong. As early as the Tianyuan era, the gods discovered the wonderful and tiny lives in this world, so they came down one after another to teach these little guys with strong reproductive capacity various skills, teach these tiny lives how to use fire and magic, and spread the faith of the gods."
The fourteenth generation listened quietly. According to the legend of the old people, the Tianyuan and Shenyuan eras were a golden age of prosperity and prosperity when humans and gods lived together.
The records of the Tianyuan and Shenyuan eras have long been lost in the long river of history. Even the God King Palace, which has an extremely strong foundation, has no information passed down. The later Shengyuan era is called the Bronze Age. As for today, fighting spirit and magic are declining, and it is called the Black Iron Age.
Delina smiled playfully and chuckled, "Every god wants to have a piece of this big cake. This is because the reproduction ability of the gods is too poor, while the reproduction speed of various human races is too fast. In the beginning, humans did blindly worship them, which made them gather a lot of fire of faith. These fires of faith made the gods overjoyed, but later on, hehe..."
Speaking of this, she suddenly stopped talking and changed the topic, saying with a smile: "The gods had no choice but to leave this world, only I have not given up. Fourteenth, you said, I have waited for tens of thousands of years, can I still bear it for just a few decades or hundreds of years? Any rash actions will only cause unnecessary trouble."
She waved her hand gently and said: "Go down, contact those small countries, and find a suitable leader to support."
The Fourteenth Pope turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped and hesitated: "My Lord, how should the southern Xinjiang man who killed Tian Geshu be dealt with?"
"Just deal with it. Although it is inconvenient for the Temple to directly intervene in the affairs of this world, no one should say anything if one or two troublemakers jumping around are killed."
Delina thought for a while and said: "Don't come to me again in the short term. I have to go on a long journey."
The Fourteenth Pope bowed slightly, turned around and left, and went straight to the cliff behind the Temple of the God King. He saw that many elders of the Temple were still there to figure out the battle.
He walked deeper into the cliff, and the further he went, the older the elders of the God King Palace looked. Although the elders on the periphery were also frighteningly old, the youngest of them was one or two hundred years old, but compared with the elders inside, they were just youngsters!
These people were all elders of the God King Palace from the next generation, and the further they went inside, the higher their qualifications became.
Pope XIV walked to the innermost part, and saw two old men with white beards and eyebrows sitting under the cliff, closing their eyes and concentrating, with their white eyebrows drooping, and circling around the two of them for several circles.
The two old men were dry and thin, like two weathered mummies, with bald heads without a single hair, green moss on their foreheads, dust on their faces, and spider webs hanging between their clothes. A poisonous black widow was lying in its nest, waiting for prey to come to the door automatically.
The two men stopped breathing, their heartbeats were gone, and their vitality disappeared completely, as if they had died long ago.
"Those disciples are being lazy again. They actually forgot to clean the dust off the two uncles."
Pope XIV shook his head gently, walked in front of them, and said in a clear voice that seemed to reach the depths of people's hearts: "Uncle Engel, Uncle Oster, are you still not waking up?"
After a while, the two old men still did not move at all.
"Could it be that they have been sleeping for too long and their bodies have decayed?"
Pope XIV was puzzled and was about to speak again, when suddenly the two old men began to breathe, their hearts beat slowly, and the sound became louder and louder, like the roar of war drums.
Their faces gradually regained their rosy color, and vitality seemed to flow into their shriveled bodies all at once. Their muscles swelled rapidly like inflated air, and their muscles were well-developed and ferocious.
A terrifying aura emanated from them, sweeping away the spider webs on their bodies and the moss on their heads, and then suddenly retracted into their bodies, as if nothing had happened!
"Who are you? Why did you wake us up?" One of the elders, Engel, said unhappily. As he had not spoken for a long time, his voice was extremely hoarse, like a broken gong.
Another elder, Oster, frowned and said, "Where is Pope XI? Where is he? Why doesn't he come to see us in person, but let you, a little kid, come to see us?"
Pope XIV was stunned. Pope XI was his grandfather's father, his great-grandfather. He said helplessly, "Great-grandfather has died long ago."
"Naro is dead? Are you his great-grandson?"
The two elders were stunned, looked at each other, and said in unison, "How many years have we been meditating?"
"The last time the two uncles meditated was about 3,500 years ago."
Engel suddenly woke up and laughed, "I remember, I remember! Once it was you...your great grandfather who tried to deal with Amuri Manchu, but he killed him in the temple and started a massacre, with countless casualties. In the end, it was us who cut off his life! "
Oster frowned and said, "Why did you wake us up? Don't you know that we only have a dozen years left?"
Although the cultivation of these two old men has reached a shocking level, their lifespan is still not as good as that of legendary magicians of the same level. They only rely on their extremely powerful physical bodies, so they seal off all the vitality of their physical bodies and sit here motionless to delay the loss of vitality.
Their thinking consciousness is also sealed, and it takes a long time to operate, and their thinking is extremely slow.
This time, the two of them slept for 3,500 years!
Only those who have cultivated their fighting spirit to the limit and tempered their physical bodies to the innate body can have such a strong physique, not even the innate elemental body of the legendary magician!
Although the innate elemental body is as powerful as the innate body, after the vitality is cut off, the elements in the body will disperse and the body cannot be preserved.
When Amuri Manchu cultivated to the peak of Dou Sheng, his body had begun to transform into the innate body. His body was extremely powerful. After 3,500 years of death, it was still incorruptible. When Tutankhamun tried to seize his body, he was injured by his remaining aura after his death. It can be said that he is invulnerable to evil spirits!
The bodies of Oster and Engel are not inferior to Amuri, but even better. They are the two oldest masters of the God King Palace, and the only ones left.
The Fourteenth Pope lowered his hands and said respectfully: "This time, the junior woke up the two uncles, and wanted to ask the two uncles to take action again to deal with a strong man in southern Xinjiang."
"Are they from southern Xinjiang again?" Engir looked strange and murmured: "We have burned down the martial arts of this race. What? Could it be that another master has appeared and disrupted the temple's plan to unify the world?"
The Fourteenth Pope nodded and smiled bitterly: "This time is similar to Amuri's time. The southern Xinjiang man cultivated to the realm of spiritual origin, but a master who reached the peak of fighting spirit also died in his hands. This southern Xinjiang man , can be said to be the second holy father of the barbarians in southern Xinjiang.”
"Spiritual origin?" The two old men looked at each other and smiled, both of them a little dismissive. Engel shook his head and said: "Little guy, you can just take action, why bother us?"
The fourteenth Pope is definitely not young, but he is called a little guy by the two of them. He smiled bitterly and said: "I still have a mission, so I have no time to kill him. Besides, I am the Holy Father of the temple. If I take action like this, I will not be able to kill him." It has a bad reputation..."
"It's really troublesome!" Engir rolled his eyes and laughed: "Oster, you are lucky. That kid is just a little guy who has just reached his spiritual origin and has not yet become a figure like Amuri Wildhammer. I know You don’t like to move around, so I’ll go and kill him alone this time, and you just stay here and continue to sleep!”
Oster nodded slightly and said, "You like to wander around. If you have been sleeping for so long, I guess you won't be able to stay still."
"Joke! I'm almost five thousand years old, am I the kind of guy who jumps out? I just pity you for being a little older than me, and I'm afraid you'll die in front of me..."
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In the main city of Southern Xinjiang, Zhang Debiao's face was still a little pale. The evil spirit saint Yi'er came towards him, took his hand, pulled him towards the center of the city, and said with a smile: "Aman, your statue is being built in the square. Woolen cloth!"
Zhang Debiao followed her involuntarily, suddenly opened the space ring, took out a pair of boots from it, and said with a smile: "Holy Lady, come and try to see if it fits. If it doesn't fit, I will ask Master Huo Shan to repair it."
Yi Aier was surprised and happy. The saintly lady immediately tried to put her bare feet on, but Zhang Debiao quickly stopped her and said with a smile: "I also prepared a few pairs of socks for you." After that, he took out a stack of thin socks. Fiber stockings.
Yi'er put on her socks, stepped into her shoes, tied the shoelaces, looked over and over a few times, and jumped twice. She couldn't help but feel elated, and said happily: "Aman, these things must have cost you a lot of money..."
Zhang Debiao scratched his head, grinned widely and said: "It didn't cost a few bucks, all are ready-made materials..."
This pair of boots and stockings were all made by Manzi who went to the New Iron Furnace Valley and asked Master Huo Shan to forge them personally. They used the dragon skin and slender dragon tendons of Alex, the two-headed holy dragon.
Alex is a red dragon. Even though Master Huoshan used various methods to remove the red color from his boots and stockings, he had to use runes to change their color into a pair of black pony boots and flesh-red elastic stockings. .
Master Huo Shan was extremely puzzled and disdainful of Manzi's behavior. In his opinion, the skin of the two-headed holy dragon was extremely strong and could be used to make several pieces of leather armor with strong defense, while the holy dragon's dragon tendons were extremely strong. It is tough and is best used to make soft armor that sticks to flesh.
This bastard actually used these treasures to make a pair of pony boots and some pairs of stockings to please women, which is more or less like a prodigal.
However, in Zhang Debiao's view, no matter how precious the treasure is, as long as the little girl in front of him can be happy and see her happy, that is enough.
What's more, how much of such a big dragon skin can be used?
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