Why is this main god space a sewing monster!

Chapter 223 The Gravekeeper Elder Abandoned Expression Management
After Ades completed the welcome ceremony, he wanted to invite the two to enter the account, but the elders in black robes behind him stopped them, their eyes full of hostility.

Ades' expression was instantly shrouded in chill, and he could only let go of his clenched fists for a moment.

Zhang Heng came to Chu Xuan and asked in a low voice: "This buddy is the patriarch? Why do you feel so aggrieved?"

"It's true that he is the patriarch, but in this tribe, the priest with extraordinary power is the one who has the most say, followed by several elders, and finally the patriarch Ades." Chu Xuan moved expressionlessly. Lips, I don’t know if it’s because the main god translator came online suddenly. He clearly spoke Chinese, but Ades seemed to understand it, and following Chu Xuan’s words, he clenched his fists harder, and the slightly trembling back of his hand Blue veins even began to appear on the face.

"The old curator is not here, and the other priests are bought by the elders. These elders are the biggest real power holders. The patriarch looks good on the surface, but in essence he is a part-time worker. Not only does he have to bear huge responsibilities, but among the elders When he is not working, he has to patrol and guard Hamna Tower day and night."

"However, such a patriarch does not have much real power in the tribe. Appointment and dismissal are just a matter of a few elders. Responsibilities and rights should be symbiotic. As much rights as you enjoy, you should bear as much responsibility, and as much responsibility as you should enjoy. This is a fair exchange of equivalents."

"Of course, there are indeed good people in this world who don't ask for anything in return, and do good deeds every day throughout their lives. We call this kind of people: saints."

"Tsk tsk tsk" Zhang Heng shook his head straight after hearing this: "These elders are not as good as Imerton. Imerton knows how to give someone a handful of gold first, and don't mention whether the wealth behind is a cake. At least they I would like to give some first, it’s a pity that these guys don’t go to Wall Street as street lamp pendants.”

The words of the two caused Ades' blood pressure to soar, but the inheritance of thousands of years still made Ades hold back the breath.

Not to mention that they are honored guests of the Tomb Keeper Clan in various senses, they cannot be offended, and as the head of the clan, he can't be ashamed at this time.

"Sorry, I lost my temper."

Ades quickly adjusted his emotions, then bit the bullet and said: "The elders have made a decision about your affairs. If you want to go to Hamna Tower, you must pass our test. First of all, you must pass the test with your bare hands." Defeat a hundred desert warriors."

After saying this, the man Ades blushed with embarrassment.

Too shameless!
"Is that why you called me here? Four-eyed boy?" Zhang Heng was still arrogant at the moment: "Finally know my skills as a killer? Hahahaha! Come on! Who will go first?"

"Sorry, friend." Ades bowed his head back and said slowly during the retreat: "It's a group battle, you two, fight a hundred."

"Very good! Now one hundred of you are surrounded by me! Hurry up and put down your weapons and raise your hands to surrender! No, you don't have weapons, so just raise your hands and surrender!"

Ades, who was ashamed at first, suddenly felt something was wrong, he raised his head suddenly, his eyes were full of disbelief.

Did I hear wrong just now?
The elite of the surrounding grave guards obviously understood Zhang Heng's words, and immediately became angry.

This person actually wants to challenge the best hundred desert men among them all by himself?

Ridiculous!
Chu Xuan pushed his glasses and said, "Do it, you have a sense of proportion."

"Hahahaha. Of course! I am a ruthless killer! Zhang Heng!"

There was confusion in Zhang Heng's eyes, and he rushed out like a wild dog running free!
No matter how you say it, Zhang Heng opened the first-order gene lock, injected two strengthening drugs, and was only one step away from the second-order gene lock. Used to control the telekinetic floating cannon.

But even so, Zhang Hengguang is still a strong man who started at the peak of the first order by relying on pure physical strength. Facing a group of ordinary people
Just two and a half minutes later, one hundred of the best fighters in Aders' mouth all fell down.

"Hahahaha! How is it! Isn't it amazing?! Remember my name—the messenger from Central Continent, the ruthless killer, Sibai Dama!"

Facing the handsome Zhang Heng, Chu Xuan exposed him without hesitation: "If you give up those meaningless and time-wasting actions, you can solve them in a shorter time."

Zhang Heng still maintained his pose: "What do you know? What were we dealing with before? Ghosts! Ghosts! Fucking ghosts! It's hard to be able to fight a living person, so I don't use such a good opportunity to pretend, but instead pursue speed and Isn’t efficiency putting the cart before the horse?!”

Chu Xuan pushed his glasses, not wanting to discuss this meaningless issue with Zhang Heng.

At this time, the faces of a group of elders were as ugly as if they were lying on the ground and chewing a few mouthfuls of sand.

They considered that those who came over might be very good at fighting, so they temporarily replaced ten opponents with one hundred, and changed the one-on-one fight into a group fight. It stands to reason that two fights against one hundred, even if one person punches one punch, The one who was beaten should be turned into meat, but I didn't expect that just the screaming oriental man would beat a hundred of the most elite warriors to the ground with his bare hands
A few elders got together and murmured together. Ades looked at the ugly faces of the elders. Although he knew that he should stand in the same camp as the elders, he couldn't help feeling happy in his heart.

'These bad old men have been slapped in the face! '

Finally, Chu Xuan and Zhang Heng were welcomed into the tent.

"Warriors from the East, your strength astounds us." The leading elder said, "But Imerton is a non-human monster, and the bravery of mortals is useless to him."

"We will first find the "Golden Sutra of the Sun" and then use the "Golden Sutra of the Sun" to deprive Imerton of his mana when necessary. At that time, killing him is just a matter of a bullet."

"However, the Golden Sutra of the Sun is a scripture handed down from the ancient Egyptian civilization in ancient times."

"We have many experts." Chu Xuan said this sentence in ancient Egyptian, even more pure than the accent of several elders.

"But."

"We won't take any gold ornaments in Hamna Tower."

"Okay." The Great Elder gritted his teeth and said, "But you still want to kill the Demon Scorpion Emperor, but the Judgment Spear that can kill the Demon Scorpion Emperor has been lost."

"We have found the location of the Spear of Judgment, which is in Hamna Tower." Chu Xuan continued, "We will not go to die."

"."

"This is our gift."

Chu Xuan took out several boxes from the space bag.

When Chu Xuan took out the first box of wheat seeds, the elders were still able to maintain their expressions.

"These wheat seeds are fine varieties that have been cultivated for a long time. They can be harvested every four months and yield a thousand catties per mu. The most important thing is that these seeds are extremely drought-tolerant and can even be sown directly in the desert, although the yield will decrease. , but as long as people are sent to take care of it, they can thrive. At the same time, after harvesting, the straw can be directly buried in the desert to nourish the land.”

"Ades! Arrange the best tent for the two distinguished guests!"

The elders gave up emote management.

Ades: "."

(End of this chapter)