The ancient god emperor in the city

Chapter 319 The Selection of the Holy Maiden
No. [-] went to get some materials and made a few weapons.

So Zhao Chen and the others returned to the square.

At this time, night fell, but there were quite a lot of people who came here to watch the competition.

Zhao Chen also ran to sign up.

Of course, the mechs must also be carefully inspected, and Zhao Chen and the others can only participate in the competition after confirming that they meet the standards.

On the square, because Zhao Chen had no record of participating, they were assigned to the weakest area.

But there are still a lot of people watching.

Tang Wan'er happily stood on the podium, and put the little mecha into the arena. The arena is protected by an enchantment, so there will be no danger.

Everyone started placing bets.

Zhao Chen showed a trace of indifference, quietly watching the surrounding atmosphere.

Tang Wan'er's opponent was a big bearded man.

"Little girl, you dare to fight with a broken mecha like you?"

Tang Wan'er frowned.

"Ugly is a bit ugly, but the fighting power is very strong. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

The big man also took out a mecha, which made Tang Wan'er a little envious.

The referee started yelling.

"start."

The enemy's mecha opened fire in an instant, but Tang Wan'er's mecha was quite nimble, she advanced rapidly, and then shot out suddenly, directly blowing up the enemy's mecha.

"Why don't you defend yourself?" Tang Wan'er looked puzzled.

The bearded man and the group of people were all shocked. This little mecha is too scary, isn't it, or is the driver amazing?
In short, Tang Wan'er quickly reached the intermediate level.

After playing about a dozen games, Tang Wan'er also lost interest.

"They're too weak."

Tang Wan'er pouted.

"Forget it, let's go back to the shop and rest."

Back at the store, Xiaohan prepared some meals, and everyone started to enjoy them. Tang Wan'er took out some snacks, she couldn't eat ordinary meals.

After a meal is finished.

"Master Zhao Chen, the room is ready for you."

In a not-so-large room, Tang Wan'er was sitting in front of the window.

"Zhao Chen, how do I feel, I really want to fight."

"It seems that your blood is a little restless, it's okay, you can fight Ruolan."

Ruolan shook her head and said, "No, if I go crazy, I will kill Wan'er."

Zhao Chen was stunned for a moment.

"Crazy?"

"The talent of the red fox family may appear when facing a strong opponent. At that time, I will not be able to control it myself."

"I think it's getting late, let's go to rest."

Zhao Chen sat down on the bed.

Tang Wan'er and Ruolan looked at each other.

"You sleep on the floor."

"This bed is big, I'll sleep first."

Tang Wan'er and Ruo Lan were quite speechless.

After a lonely night, Zhao Chen opened his eyes early the next morning and found that Tang Wan'er was lying on Ruo Lan's body, she didn't know what dream she had, she was drooling from laughing.

After Zhao Chen got up, several businessmen in the shop saluted him one after another.

"I have seen Mr. Zhao Chen."

"There is no need to salute in the future, this is not an alliance."

"Yes."

In the morning, after Tang Wan'er and Ruolan got up, they went wandering around the streets with Zhao Chen to experience a different life.

"Zhao Chen."

Tang Wan'er held Zhao Chen back, and looked towards the street not far away.

"A slave."

Tang Wan'er was a little sad.

"They're still kids."

"The void is so big, there are some things we can't do anything about, and selling slaves here is legal."

Tang Wan'er stopped in her tracks.

"Then end the slave trade here."

"The status of the saint here surpasses that of the emperor."

Tang Wan'er was silent for a moment.

"Then wait until the saint is chosen, and I'll talk to her."

"There are still a few days before the selection of the saintess. Let's continue exploring and see if we can find something interesting today."

A few days passed in a blink of an eye.

The selection of the saint has also begun.

In this interface, there is only one empire, called the Os Empire.

It is said to have a history of hundreds of millions of years.

And the saint is changed every 100 years.

In a huge temple, Zhao Chen and the others appeared, because they were representatives of the alliance, Zhao Chen and the others got a few seats, but they were too far back.

But this position is just right for Zhao Chen and the others.

The selection of the saintess is very simple. Under a huge stone statue, you only need to drip blood. If the more runes appear on the stone statue, you will be the next generation of saintess.

Zhao Chen glanced at the stone statue quietly.

"Zhao Chen, what do you feel?"

"Take it easy."

Ruolan's little tail stood up.

Tang Wan'er licked her lips, her little hands kept shaking.

"what happened?"

"Zhao Chen, I don't know why, but I really want to get close to that stone statue."

Zhao Chen grabbed Tang Wan'er's little hand and suppressed her.

Not long after, the saints appeared, all beauties, who had grown up in the temple since childhood.

"let's start."

The high priest spoke.

These saintesses lined up in a row and began to drip blood. Some with excellent bloodlines could make half a stone statue flash with runes, which made many priests very happy.

The selection of the saintess is much simpler than imagined.

The representatives of the forces who came to watch were not concerned with the selection of the saintess, but with some things in the entire interface, such as holy water.

It is a spiritual substance that can treat many spiritual diseases, and is in great demand in the void.

Of course, the alliance also needs it, because some man-made monks' souls have undergone abnormal changes and need treatment. This is the main purpose of Zhao Chen's coming to this interface.

"The selection of the saintess is over."

Beside the high priest stood a young girl.

Suddenly, the girl's eyes changed suddenly, and the rune power on her body kept flashing.

"god."

The high priest knelt down suddenly, and the monks present were very nervous.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Chen's mouth.

"fine."

Zhao Chen leaped to the front of the saint.

"It's a monk of the alliance."

Some monks were quite surprised, not knowing what the alliance monks wanted to do.

"You want to be reborn?" Zhao Chen said directly.

"Are you a god emperor?"

The monks present all fell into a strange state, and they all seemed in a daze.

"It seems that you haven't lost your memory yet, but it's basically impossible for your spirit to be completely restored. Why don't you just reincarnate, and I can let you return to the God Realm, the Saint Xuanling."

"God Emperor, why should I trust you?"

"Because you have no choice."

"There is another option, which takes your soul."

This guy actually rushed into Zhao Chen's sea of ​​souls.

"This is."

"The tree of reincarnation, the stele of chaos, things you have ever wanted."

He wanted to escape, but it was too late, the power of samsara enveloped him, and it was impossible for a mysterious spirit without a complete soul to resist the devouring power of samsara.

When the monks returned to normal, Zhao Chen's body was already wrapped in the power of runes.

Tang Wan'er and Ruolan were shocked.

"A new power?"

"You are……"

Zhao Chen glanced at everyone.

"Their god just gave me a little strength."

Everyone was speechless for a while, just how terrifying the guys from the Alliance are.

(End of this chapter)