I have a city in another world

Chapter 2745 Tracking
The plane of Haotian, the small world, the ancient city of Anxi.

The war that lasted for several months has subsided, and the unattended corpses in the abandoned corners have all been collected and buried by the believers of the God of Justice.

The opponents who used to face each other with swords and fight to the death can finally face it calmly.

It's just that one side is alive, but the other side has become a corpse.

The one who once roared wanted to completely purify the other party from spirit to body, but now the living party recited scriptures in a solemn tone, praying for the salvation of the dead.

War is such a contradiction, and it is also extremely cruel. The participants in the war will often become more and more confused.

Because they will suddenly find that they don't know what the battle is for, and they often harbor doubts until they die.

The same is true for Anxi City. It took a full three months just to dispose of the corpse.

During this period, the ancient city of Anxi has always been filled with a smell of rotting corpses, which cannot be dissipated for a long time.

Because of this war, the population of this ancient city has been reduced by two-thirds.

The city has been completely controlled by the believers of the God of Justice. As for the believers of the six main gods, there is no trace of them now.

They may still exist, but they have already turned into darkness. Otherwise, once they are discovered by the followers of the God of Justice, they will be punished extremely severely.

Too many people have died, and it doesn't matter how many more, the best way to deal with a stubborn guy is to make him disappear from this world completely.

Not only simple and crisp, but also very effective.

The newly built Temple of Justice looks spectacular. After winning the victory, the believers spared no resources to build spectacular buildings.

Only in this way can they show their devotion to the gods and the ecstasy that they have nowhere to vent after winning.

In this war, they shed their blood, and now that they can win, they will naturally be rewarded accordingly.

Believers who participated in the battle to protect divine power and survived in the end all possessed superhuman identities and gained a lot of spoils.

The property that once belonged to the enemy has now belonged to the believers of the God of Justice, making them rich overnight.

Everything is slowly recovering, and perhaps it won't take long before this world will be completely controlled by the followers of the God of Justice.

The unwilling believers of the six major gods could only pray secretly in their hearts, but there was no response for a long time.

Some desperate believers either chose to commit suicide or hid in the deep mountains and old forests, trying to wait for the return of the six gods.

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On the street in the early morning, there was a sound of footsteps.

A tall man in a black windbreaker walked through a thin cloud of dust and came to a large house.

"Dong dong dong..."

The unhurried knock on the door attracted the attention of a patrol team on the side of the road. They looked at the strangely dressed man with a flash of vigilance in their eyes.

In order to prevent the destruction of the enemy, the patrolling of the ancient city of Anxi has been continuously intensified, and the review of suspicious personnel has become more stringent.

The man in black windbreaker in front of him is obviously not a local, and his behavior looks very suspicious.

"Hello, please show your ID."

However, all residents who pass the review will be issued an identity certificate by the Temple of Justice, confirming their belief or having converted to the God of Justice.

If not, it means that the identity is doubtful, and the patrol team can arrest and detain them at any time, or even kill them on the spot.

Seeing the patrol members surrounding him with an expression of facing an enemy, the man chuckled and took out an item.

Seeing the specially made certificate, the patrol captain shrank his pupils and quickly returned it respectfully.

"I'm sorry, Lord Envoy, I hope you will not be angry."

The patrol captain spoke, but surprised the patrol members behind him. They never dreamed that the man in black was actually the legendary envoy.

When the ancient city of Anxi was first attacked, believers of the God of Justice were trapped here, and the city was about to be captured by the enemy.

At the most dangerous moment, a divine envoy descended from the sky and directly entered the camp of the coalition of gods.

With only one person and one sword, the enemy soldiers were turned on their backs, and the three descendants of the enemy were also killed.

The trapped believers of the God of Justice took the opportunity to rush out of the city and completely defeated the coalition forces of the gods.

The patrol captain had participated in that war, and was deeply touched by the power of the envoy. When he learned the identity of the man in front of him, his attitude immediately became extremely respectful, and he even had an unconcealable fanaticism.

Everyone knows one thing, all the messengers of the gods who came to the world are the most trusted servants of the God of Justice.

It is said that they live in the Kingdom of God and can always listen to the teachings of the God of Justice. Each of them has an undoubted noble quality.

Strong strength, long lifespan, and everything possessed by the envoys are things that ordinary people can only dream of.

"Honorable God Envoy, I don't know what you need, do you need my help?"

The patrol captain thought of something, and asked quickly, with a very positive attitude.

Looking at the patrol captain eager to make meritorious service, the envoy showed a faint smile, pointed to the building behind him and asked, "How much do you know about the residents here?"

"You mean Mr. Gurman, he moved from another place, he is also a believer in the God of Justice, and he has participated in the so-called urban battles.

Including his dozens of servants, all of them are believers of the God of Justice, and they are all extremely devout. "

The patrol captain quickly replied that he had done a serious investigation of the residents in this block, in order to prevent any fish that slipped through the net.

After the introduction, the patrol captain became serious, and asked carefully to the envoy, "Your Excellency, is there any problem with Mr. Gurman?"

He knew he shouldn't talk too much, but he couldn't help the curiosity in his heart.

If this is the case, it is not only his dereliction of duty, but also brings danger to other residents.

The patrol captain has a strong sense of responsibility and does not want any dangerous situations to occur in the area under his jurisdiction.

"If nothing else, this Mr. Gurman is actually just an impostor.

The real Mr. Gurman had already been killed, but neither his family nor his servants knew about it. "

God replied in a light tone, while looking at the door behind him, which still hasn't been opened yet.

Hearing the envoy's answer, the patrol captain was taken aback for a moment, and then his face revealed a thoughtful look.

"During the past few days of patrolling, I have never seen the door of Mr. Gurman's house open, and even his servants have not appeared. This is indeed a bit abnormal."

When the patrol captain said this, his expression became more and more ugly, and at the same time he waved his hand to signal the patrol members to surround the house.

"It's not necessary. If I'm not mistaken, there are no living people in this room."

As soon as the envoy's voice fell, the closed door opened automatically, and an indescribable stench came over his face.

This is the smell of rotting corpses. In the past three months or so, Anxi City has a similar smell everywhere.

It can be vaguely seen that in the living room of the house, there are piles of rotting corpses scattered all over the place. They are the servants and cooks in Gurman's house.

The faces of the team members changed drastically. They didn't expect that such a murder would happen in the place where they were patrolling all day long. It was a slap in the face.

The envoy looked at the scene in front of him, silently turned on the communication device on his wrist, and said in a calm tone: "Report from Lihuo No. [-], the target has sensed danger and fled, requesting further instructions."

(End of this chapter)