I Have A City In An Alternate World



In such a chaotic environment, it was undoubtedly a difficult task to attack the heavily guarded underground Palace.

Regardless of whether it was the cultivators in the city or the sea monsters, although they were blocking the void monsters, they still paid a bit of attention to the rising underground Palace.

Everyone knew that the Aboriginal deities were sleeping in the underground palace, and guarding the underground palace was equivalent to guarding the Aboriginal deities.

None of the three parties would allow anything to happen to the underground palace, or all their efforts would be in vain.

It would be much more difficult to assassinate a native God now, and it was easy to be hunted down by three parties.

He had to make a decision.

The rebel leader had no other choice. If he missed this opportunity, it would be too late to regret it.

Since the rebel leader dared to make a move in such a situation, he naturally had a trump card. He had originally planned to use it to save his life and would not use it easily.

But now was different. If he didn't use it, he would never have the chance to use it again.

After giving the order, he took the lead and rushed into the underground palace. At the same time, he threw out an item.

It was time to show the Trump cards that he had accumulated over the years!

The item looked like a bottle with runes all over it. It exploded as it flew towards the underground palace.

An item jumped out of it. It was like a black meatball that would grow rapidly upon contact with the wind.

In the blink of an eye, it had already expanded by who knew how many times and smashed towards the underground palace.

The divine servants in charge of guarding the area immediately launched an attack. As a result, the black meatball easily exploded and turned into countless powders.

In the next moment, the powder absorbed the energy overflowing from the underground palace and turned into countless black meatballs, completely enveloping the area near the underground palace.

The more they attacked, the more numerous they became.

Seeing this, the rebel leader raised his hand and threw out another crystal ball filled with purple fluorescent powder.

The crystal ball exploded, and the fluorescent powder inside scattered out, contaminated by the black meatball.

After the two came into contact, there was an intense reaction. The true function of the black meatball was revealed.

From these black meatballs, threads shot out and floated in the air like spider webs.

The silk thread looked thin, but it was super sticky. Once it was attached to an object, it would stick firmly.

Just sticking it was not enough. The spider silk would continue to extend its branches and firmly wrap around the stuck object.

As the black meatball shot out threads, it would also spew out black smoke. The black smoke was oily and bright, the color of the void.

The function of this black meatball was to hide and hide, and the effect was quite good.

In the blink of an eye, the surroundings of the underground palace were engulfed in darkness, and nothing could be seen.

Not only couldn't he see it, but he also couldn't sense it. The only thing safe was darkness and chaos.

It was not an easy task to move around in these black balls. As long as one entered them, they would be wrapped up by the silk threads into a sticky ball.

If he attacked, it would be completely useless. On the contrary, it would make the situation worse.

How could the mission items that the rebel leader had prepared for many years and carefully selected perform badly?

At least in the short term, no one would be able to get rid of these black meatballs, and he could take the opportunity to complete his mission.

The moment the rebel leader launched his sneak attack, the members of the rebel organization also moved at the same time, attacking with all their might.

They didn't need to attack the divine servants, they only needed to attack the black meatballs to ensure that their numbers would increase rapidly.

As long as those divine servants were guarding the underground palace, they would inevitably be attacked and then trapped by the black ball.

If the divine servant left the underground palace, he would be able to create an opportunity for the rebel leader. If he didn't leave, he would only be passively beaten.

In the blink of an eye, the center of the Grand temple was in a mess, which attracted the attention of the surrounding believers.

Seeing countless dark things wrapping around the underground palace, the believers immediately realized that something had happened.

"Hurry up, send reinforcements!"

&Nbsp; some believers shouted. After all, the goal of their battle was to protect the gods of the natives. They could not afford to lose.

However, the situation was urgent, and most of the believers were held back by the void monsters. Only a small number of believers rushed over and fought with the rebels.

"Follow me in, hurry up!"

The Defiants 'leader waved his hand at his subordinate and threw out a handful of powder. He then sneaked into the area covered by the black ball and moved forward silently.

The other traitors also squeezed into the black ball. Because of the powder on their bodies, the black ball automatically gave way, and the thin threads could not stick to their bodies.

The group of rebels was overjoyed. They protected the expressionless executioner and quickly moved forward.

The leader of the rebels was the vanguard. He held a black short sword in his hand, which squirmed gently like a living creature.

A figure flickered in front of him, and a believer rushed into the black ball, stopping right in front of the rebel leader.

Because of the threads 'entanglement, his movements were hindered. He was tearing and burning with flames, but it had no effect.

Without any hesitation, the leader of the rebels attacked immediately. His black short sword was thrust at the believer.

The other party did not even have time to react before he was hit in his vital spot. Then, the black Dagger expanded like a tree root, spreading countless roots in his body.

In the blink of an eye, the believer's blood essence was sucked dry, and he became a dried corpse.

The corpse had turned into ashes, but vein-like patterns appeared on the black Dagger. A part of the hilt had already been connected to the body of the rebel leader.

Just by looking at it, one could tell that it was definitely not an ordinary item.

This was indeed the case. This weapon was the rebel leader's Secret weapon. Back then, he had snatched two fragments of the Super plane's item.

A shard was carefully refined and implanted into the executioner's body. It was then nourished by the executioner's own flesh and blood, constantly accumulating power.

It could be said that from the moment the executioner was chosen, he was forged as a human weapon. In order to ensure that there were no unforeseen circumstances, he was not allowed to kill sea monsters.

The daily battle Points required were also provided by the organization. At the same time, various materials to improve strength were also given to the executioners at all costs.

In the rebel organization, the executioner was the most important person. He must not be harmed in any way.

This was because it was a one-time use weapon, and its mission was to launch a fatal blow to the indigenous gods at the critical moment.

However, to be on the safe side, the rebel leader had secretly crafted a spare weapon without anyone knowing.

He couldn't let anyone know about this, and he couldn't sacrifice himself to be an executioner, so he sacrificed one of his arms to cultivate this spare weapon.

He didn't dare to show it on normal days and only fed it with his blood essence in secret to avoid suspicion from the organization members.

As for the reason for using it now, one was to let the weapon drink fresh blood, so that it could burst out with the strongest power when used.

In addition, the black ball could provide the best cover, so that his companions could not find out his secret. No one knew that he had another hidden hand.

At a critical moment, the leader of the rebels who had this weapon could very possibly turn the tables!

The rebel leader was looking for a target to kill, and the members of the organization were still moving forward. It didn't take long for them to reach the edge of the underground palace.

The divine servants in golden armor immediately sensed someone approaching and attacked the traitors.

The bodies of these divine servants were also covered in sticky silk threads, making their movements extremely inconvenient.

The black ball blocked the threads, so he couldn't use his spiritual power to sense it. He couldn't see the enemy's direction at all.

These divine servants were originally a whole and could cooperate with each other in battle, but because of the black ball, they were completely separated.

But even so, these divine servants still remained in their original places, not moving at all.

Their duty was to protect the Aboriginal deities, and the underground palace was the most important place, so no one was allowed to approach it.

Even the most loyal of believers would be attacked mercilessly by the divine servants when they approached the underground palace.