High-end prehistoric: Kill the time traveler at the beginning

Chapter 157 Completely different main gods

Chapter 157 Completely different main gods

All heavens and all realms, a vast world.

a city.

This is a street paved with bluestones, about ten feet wide, with shops on both sides, and the sound of hawking can be heard all the time.

The owner of a shop is the boss, sitting behind the counter in the hall, letting the waiter greet guests with a smile in front of the door.

Those who don't have a storefront are just vendors. They set up a stall and shout loudly.

They sell fruits, seasonal vegetables, bamboo baskets, fish cages, pots and pans, and so on.

Some high-end ones sell rouge gouache and spiced sugar.

However, those who sell high-end goods usually have their own stores, so they don't have to go out and hang out with these peddlers.

This is a very ordinary market for ordinary people, and what is sold is the daily needs of ordinary people.

Goods like those needed by practitioners are not available here.

There are very few of those things. This city is not a big city, and they can only be sold in the Treasure Pavilion in the city.

While selling, some nearby stall owners chatted with each other.

There was concern in their words.

"I heard that the foreign army is attacking the Imperial Pass. This time it's so fierce that I'm afraid we won't be able to defend it."

"Yes, I have also heard that those alien races are different from us. They are all beasts that drink blood from their hair. Once the imperial barrier is broken, we will become their food, and even our bones will be broken and sucked."

"What should we do? Should we escape now?"

"Hey, where are you going to run away? The world is difficult. Even if we change to another place, how can it be better? What's more, our family property is all here. If we really want to leave, if we don't do it well, we will become a refugee. I'm afraid... I have to beg to survive the day.”

As the man spoke, he subconsciously looked into the shadows at the corner of the street.

There, seven or eight beggars in ragged clothes were leaning against the wall. Their expressions were dull, their faces were sallow and their muscles were thin. They had not eaten for an unknown number of times.

One or two people were lying on the ground, languid, and flies were buzzing around them.

The stall owner sighed, knowing that the two beggars were suffering from cold.

This is a very common disease, and most people can get over it without seeking medical attention.

But these beggars are already weak. It is now the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the temperature difference between day and night is huge. They may not be able to survive the lack of food and clothing.

He looked away and sighed secretly.

The world is difficult, and his small business can only manage to consolidate its capital every day, and there is really no way to support him.

The most difficult thing is that if you help one beggar today, the news will spread among the beggars immediately, and ten beggars will come to your door tomorrow.

If you don't continue to help, you will have a reputation as a hypocrite, and may even be resented by these subsequent beggars, and the gain will outweigh the loss.

Kindness requires capital.

When he looked away, he inadvertently glanced at the beggars. At some point, a ragged monk appeared.

The monk was about fifty years old, with a worn hat and worn shoes, and dirty monk clothes. He was holding a tattered cattail leaf fan in his hand, which he kept fanning.

He was lying in the sun lazily basking in the sun.

"The new beggar monk?"

The stall owner thought to himself, but did not cause any trouble. He focused on his business again and began to shout hard.

…………

On the other side of the street, in a small alley that is usually deserted.

Suddenly, a light that transcended the heavens came.

This light is transcendent and will not be noticed by any powerful person in this world.

The light dissipated, and a girl in white appeared in the alley.

Wearing a uniform white dress and holding a sword in her hand, she looks like a fairy descending from the nine heavens and a sword fairy walking out of a painting.

She is extremely beautiful, with a somewhat cold and indifferent look on her face, which is incompatible with the environment of this alley. "A new mission world?"

Zhao Wuxia thought to himself and calmly checked the mission introduction.

The requirements of this mission appeared before her eyes.

Originally, when she was in Team Adam, she could check the mission world and mission details in advance before each mission.

Use this to prepare in advance.

But that was Adam's captaincy.

Since that ancient mission, the entire Adam team except her was wiped out.

The captain's position was not directly inherited by her, but was temporarily taken back by the Lord God, so she could not check the mission details in advance.

If you want to become a captain again, you have to do another captain mission.

She hasn't opened it yet.

By the way, the timeline of the universe is not the same as the timeline of the prehistoric times.

The passage of time varies greatly in each world.

Especially in places like the Lord God Space, the essence is higher than that of the heavens and has its own unique passage of time.

Not to mention that the time is the same as that of the heavens, even between different reincarnation teams, the time that passes is very different.

And Zhao Wuxia has done three more tasks since that time.

These tasks require different times, some are very long, some are very short. One of them requires her to guard a ghost seal for 3 years.

She guarded the pass alone and suppressed the ghosts for thirty thousand years.

The other two missions were extremely short, only a few months in total.

This is the fourth mission after the prehistoric mission.

If everything goes well, after this mission is completed, her points will be enough to resurrect one of her former teammates.

"Current mission world: Nine Realms."

"Mission time: three months after arriving at Imperial Pass."

"Mission background: There is a blood feud between the foreign realm and the Nine Realms. The Immortal King has resurrected and wants to take an imperial weapon from the Nine Realms and conquer the Imperial Pass. The Son of Destiny from the Nine Realms steps forward and fights bloody battle in the Imperial Pass."

"Mission requirements: The Emperor of Heaven weeps blood and carries the common people on his back. Guard the Imperial Pass for at least three months before Wu realizes the Dafa of One Thought of Freedom."

"Mission reward: 1000 points."

As his eyes moved slightly, the illusory words in front of him also disappeared.

She whispered to herself: "Is it your duty to guard one side, Wu?"

Based on her experience in countless Lord God missions, this person should be the key figure in this mission.

She wasn't careless.

Don't even dare to underestimate the so-called Immortal King.

Since the prehistoric mission, to be precise, after the sudden extinction of the main god's space, the world opened by the main god has become more and more advanced.

In the past, in the Lord God's mission world, there was almost no danger for her and Adam.

But since the prehistoric mission, the three missions have made her feel difficult.

There are no more enemies below Taiyi Golden Immortal.

The seal that was previously guarding Guixi, at the last moment a man claiming to be Beimang Ghost King rushed out and fought with her.

The opponent's strength surprised her. It was equivalent to a Taiyi Golden Immortal who had opened up five thousand worlds in his body, and she was once trapped in a bitter battle.

If she hadn't been stronger than during the prehistoric mission and she was the most skilled swordsman in the world, she would have almost died.

After gathering her mind, she looked at the busy street ahead, and walked towards the sunshine with a calm expression.

(End of this chapter)

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