I have a city in another world

Chapter 2270

"Your Excellencies, how long do you want to wait? Do you really want to watch my master be killed?"

The voice of the spirit envoy sounded, with a trace of grief and indignation in his tone, he looked up at the sky ahead.

There, there are a few figures, who are monitoring the entire battlefield from a high position.

The objects of his questioning were naturally the monks of Loucheng who signed the contract, that is, the three protoss lords.

According to the requirements of the contract, the monks in Loucheng need to protect the safety of the indigenous gods and prevent them from being attacked by the enemy.

The expected enemy is naturally the Sea Emperor, which is born of the demons of the indigenous gods and the source of all changes.

The second enemy is the descendants of those warriors from the Warrior Continent, the uninvited robbers.

They are the descendants of the bandits of the void, and once they get in touch with their ancestral land, they may also attack the native gods.

The essence of robbers is to plunder. Guarding such a great treasure as the aboriginal gods, but doing nothing for thousands of years, these descendants of warriors are really not as good as their ancestors.

The last thing to guard against is some unruly believers.

After experiencing the betrayal of a group of core believers, the indigenous gods could no longer believe in these believers, because his invincible image in the hearts of the believers had collapsed.

The stronger the believer, the more secrets he will know about the Kingdom of God, and the pious belief in his heart has been polished clean.

They understand that they are being used, so when considering issues, they will also start from the perspective of interests.

In this case, as long as the interests are sufficient, betrayal becomes a matter of course.

As for the void monster, it can only be regarded as an accidental situation, but the degree of danger is far higher than the first three.

This kind of monster is coming fiercely. If it can't resist, it will completely wipe out the Kingdom of God.

The contingencies that the native gods were worried about before had all come together, which also made the situation extremely critical.

The spirit envoy knew very well in his heart that the original defensive strength of the Great Temple alone would not be able to withstand the catastrophe this time.

At this moment, monk Loucheng still needs to take action to have a chance to resolve the crisis.

However, from the start of the war to the present, the three monks in Loucheng responsible for guarding the Great Temple have never intended to take action.

The spirit envoy couldn't figure out what the other party was thinking, but he knew that the indigenous gods were at stake.

As the most loyal servant, the spirit envoy was extremely anxious, which is why he questioned him at a critical moment.

Life and death are at stake, and he has no time to care about whether his behavior is rude.

After hearing the envoy's words, Lord Jintong turned his eyes and slowly landed on the envoy.

In an instant, the emissary felt tremendous pressure, as if his body would shatter at any moment.

The spirit envoy was horrified, at this moment, he really felt how powerful Lord Jintong was.

Compared with those god-level monks he had seen before, the lord with golden pupils in front of him was obviously a class higher.

He even had a feeling that this god-level powerhouse hidden in the shadows was no worse than his master.

"Just kidding, how is this possible!"

The emissary shook his head, feeling that this idea was outrageous.

Its owner is not simple, it is definitely not an ordinary god-level powerhouse, but a higher-level existence
Otherwise, it would be impossible to establish a kingdom of God and have a group of god-level servants. This alone can prove its own strength.

It's a pity that no matter how strong a master is, there will be unlucky times, and the native gods are just more unlucky.

"It is estimated that the realm of this Loucheng monk will soon reach the level of an intermediate god, reaching the same height as his master.

If the strength is not enough, it is impossible to give yourself such a sense of familiarity, as if you saw the master back then.

This Loucheng world is really powerful, the strength of the monks is extremely powerful, and you can meet such masters casually.

No wonder the master would rather pay a huge price than sign a contract with the monks of Loucheng, obviously knowing that they are strong! "

Thinking of this, the spirit envoy felt a glimmer of hope in his heart. If this is the case, does it mean that the native gods are safe from danger?

"What is your identity, dare to doubt me?"

Lord Jintong asked in a cold voice, making the emissary feel as if he was in the middle of winter, with bursts of coldness blowing on his face.

Although the spirit envoy felt the pressure like a mountain, he was neither humble nor overbearing. As the master of the Great Temple, he naturally had some bearing.

Compared with other servants of the gods, the envoys have higher authority and can be regarded as half masters of the kingdom of God.

If he wants, he can mobilize the reserve of God's Essence at any time, and be promoted to become a strong creator.

Of course, after doing this, a series of hidden dangers will be caused, so he has been in charge of the Great Temple for many years, but he has never done so.

But in terms of status and mentality, the emissary thought that he was not inferior to Lord Jintong, so he didn't feel inferior at this time.

While resisting the rebels, the emissary looked directly at Lord Jintong, and his voice was heard clearly all around.

"Before, I replaced the master and signed a contract with you, and I can be regarded as his plenipotentiary representative.

While my master is sleeping, as his closest servant, I naturally have the right to supervise your fulfillment of the agreement.

Now that there are many crises, the owner must move to a safe place as soon as possible, otherwise there may be accidents.

So I hope that your Excellency can take action and assist my master to transfer, otherwise, if the accident really happens, you will also suffer losses. "

The spirit envoy is not alarmist, because according to the agreement signed at the beginning, the monks of Loucheng are responsible for the safety of the indigenous gods.

Once the indigenous gods are damaged, they will also be punished accordingly according to the contract.

Don't think that this paper contract has no binding force. The stronger the monk, the more he knows how to be in awe, and also has the spirit of contract.

Once a contract is signed, it will be fulfilled as much as possible, especially for such a contract signed by a god-level monk, the binding force is by no means comparable to ordinary contracts.

The spirit envoy talked about the contract, even Lord Jintong couldn't say much, but he was definitely not someone who could be manipulated.

Glancing coldly at the envoy, Lord Jintong said coldly: "I know better than you what to do, do you think that by transferring the underground palace, your master will be able to avoid the crisis?
I can tell you that this is a very stupid approach, and it will only put your master in a bigger crisis.

If you don't transfer, I can guarantee that your master's life will be safe, even in the face of void monsters.

But at this moment, you need to face more and more enemies, all of which are caused by your stupid decisions.

The most critical point is that the real crisis has not been resolved, and I have an ominous premonition that a major change will happen soon. "

Hearing Lord Jintong's reprimand, the emissary remained silent with a slightly gloomy expression.

What I did was indeed a little impulsive, but what exactly is the danger that Lord Jintong said?
As soon as this thought came to mind, a figure suddenly appeared among those crazy rebels.

While the servant of God was being held back, this figure, like a ghost, directly killed the gap in the underground palace.

Then I saw the monk roar suddenly, and then his whole body burst into flesh and blood, turning into a black lightning, shooting at the sleeping native god.

The whole process was extremely fast, and when the envoy reacted, the black lightning had already flown in front of the native gods, and they were about to launch an attack.

"No!"

The spirit envoy let out a mournful cry, turned into a stream of light, and rushed forward desperately, trying to block the fatal blow for his master.

(End of this chapter)