I Have A City In An Alternate World



The black meatball was indeed extremely difficult to deal with. Even fire, ice, corrosion, and suppression could not destroy it easily.

The stronger the attack, the faster the black meatball reproduced. It was simply abnormal to the extreme.

Even a world Overlord cultivator wouldn't be able to get rid of this thing in a short time.

Although it didn't have much offensive power, it was perfect for delaying the enemy on the battlefield.

The group of divine servants were also affected. It was as if they had fallen into mud and couldn't use their full strength.

The more they struggled to get rid of it, the more they were bound and squeezed, and in the end, they couldn't even move an inch.

The believers who had come to help were also trapped in it. Those who came later did not dare to continue approaching and could only watch from a distance.

It didn't take long for the entire grand temple to be enveloped by the black meatball, and it began to spread in all directions.

Under the sea of black meatballs, a large number of cultivators were hidden. The battle between them became more and more intense.

Because of the special powder, the members of the rebel organization were not affected much. They could move freely in the black meatball.

Using the special environment, they actually had the upper hand and gradually suppressed the divine servants guarding the underground palace.

There were many trapped believers, and once they encountered traitors, they would be killed directly.

After they chose to betray, they became abnormally crazy. At this moment, their eyes were red with killing intent.

The operation was getting smoother and smoother, and the traitor was overjoyed. If this situation continued, they might really be able to achieve their goal.

However, at this moment, a long howl was heard.

The Guardian beasts surrounding the underground palace started to devour the black meatball under the command of the spiriters.

Since he couldn't attack the black meatballs, and the more he attacked, the more meatballs he got. He might as well just eat them.

As long as the vicinity of the underground palace was cleaned up, the group of six-winged bird Kings hovering above would be able to drag the underground palace out of the Grand temple.

The Guardian beast's devouring speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it cleared out an empty space, revealing the underground palace that was covered by the black meatball.

The circling six-winged King Bird rushed down and grabbed the metal chain that shot out from the underground palace, flapping its wings fiercely.

There were nearly a hundred six-winged bird Kings, enough to pull up the house-sized underground Palace and carry it away easily.

The rebels would not allow such a thing to happen. While they fought against the divine servants and believers, they also attacked the six-winged bird King, trying to stop it from leaving.

The black meatballs continued to bounce towards the flock of birds, shaking off more black smoke and threads.

These six-winged bird Kings were very fierce. When they were attacked, they screeched and counterattacked. Their long beaks quickly pecked and swallowed the black meatball as food.

Just as the two sides were locked in an intense battle, another unforeseen event suddenly occurred.

A huge hole suddenly appeared in the seemingly invincible underground Palace, and viscous energy spread out in all directions as if it was free.

It turned out that a void monster had quietly approached and bit the corner of the underground palace, swallowing the nearby rebels and divine servants.

After succeeding, the void monster fled, avoiding the attack that followed closely.

More and more energy gushed out of the gap, and it was as thick as liquid.

Within the liquid energy, there were many insect-like things. These were the embryonic forms of advanced life forms.

If they had enough time, they would evolve into a complete life form, and it would be a very special kind.

To cultivators, it was also a great supplement and was often sought but not obtained.

However, at this moment, no one paid any attention to these bugs, because everyone was attracted by the scene at the gap.

Through the missing corner of the underground palace, one could see countless treasures piled up inside. They all exuded a dense aura, and each of them was worth a city.

These rare treasures were all accumulated by the Aboriginal deities in the past. They were not ordinary items, but good things with magical effects.

This was something that only God level experts could get their hands on. Even a sector Lord cultivator wouldn't be able to get it, and wouldn't even have the chance to take a look.

However, at this moment, the treasures were piled up in the underground palace, as if they were garbage that could be thrown away at will.

Such a situation was not because the Aboriginal deities were showing off their wealth, or because they wanted to use these treasures to accompany them in their graves.

The purpose of his actions was to absorb the spiritual Qi of the treasure to nourish his broken body.

To put it bluntly, the purpose of these treasures was to prevent corrosion, in case the indigenous gods woke up one day and found themselves rotten into bones.

Under normal circumstances, a divine level expert's body would be near immortal, and they would not fear being burned by fire or submerged in water.

However, the situation of the indigenous gods was special. They were seriously injured and in a deep sleep. The injuries and illnesses were still corroding their bodies, so they had to find a way to suppress it.

But even so, it was still unable to completely stop the deterioration of the injuries and illnesses. This was because after the underground palace was damaged, a rotten stench drifted out.

The source of the stench was naturally the body of the Aboriginal deity.

If one looked closely, they would see that there was a crystal dragon coffin in the underground palace, carved with countless runes.

Inside the crystal dragon coffin lay a Man in Black armor. He was tall and sturdy.

On his face, there was a large cloud of black Qi circling, as if countless black insects had gathered together.

The black gas had roots that were connected to the holes on the faces of the native gods, and it was trying to dig deeper.

When he saw the black gas, he could feel an extreme evil and an indescribable coldness. It seemed to be swimming on his back and scalp.

He didn't need to think too much to know that it wasn't anything good.

This black mist was the source of the injuries of the indigenous gods.

The Aboriginal deity used a special method to turn his injuries into black gas and force them out of his body.

The injury he suffered was not a real illness, but had an extremely strange ability to hurt. However, the indigenous gods could transform it into a physical state, which was enough to prove the strength of the indigenous gods.

However, the black gas was extremely stubborn. Even though a part of it had been driven out, it still refused to leave the body of the indigenous God.

Furthermore, there was even more black Qi in his body, causing his injuries to be unable to heal.

Inside and outside of his body, there were many festering places that emitted a foul smell.

However, no matter how pathetic the Aboriginal deity was, he was still the creator of the divine Kingdom, the true master of the entire divine Kingdom.

If it existed, the divine Kingdom would also exist. If he died, the divine Kingdom would instantly collapse.

The traitor's eyes turned red. He rushed to the gap in a frenzy, trying to enter.

They were originally worried about how to break through the defense of the underground palace, but they did not expect the void monster to break through the defense directly and help the traitors solve their biggest problem.

All they needed to do now was to enter the underground palace, rush to the Aboriginal deity, and kill him.

The divine servants guarding the underground palace quickly gathered and blocked the gap, desperately trying to stop the rebels.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the hidden void monster floated over again and opened its mouth to bite the underground palace.

The bite just now had given the void monster a taste of sweetness, and it could not wait to devour the underground palace.

"Bastard, go to hell!"

The spiritual envoy standing in front of the underground palace suddenly roared. Then, he directed The Guardian beasts of the underground palace to bite the void monster.

The believers who quickly gathered also launched their attacks at the same time, locking onto the faintly discernible void.

This void monster was hundreds of meters long. Among the void monster population, it could only be considered the smallest.

It was because of its small size that it was able to break through the blockade of the cultivators in Lou city and sneak into the core area of the Grand temple without being noticed by anyone.

However, it was also because of its small size that the bite just now did not completely swallow the underground palace.

Otherwise, the Aboriginal deity would have entered the stomach of the void monster at this moment, and there would be no possibility of awakening.

Countless cultivators would risk their lives to protect them, and that would become a complete joke.