National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

The three words Lin Moyu seemed to have boundless magic power, and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Dozens of pairs of eyes looked at Lin Moyu.

There is no way, Lin Moyu's fame is too great.

Suzaku Star Territory, second among the three rankings.

The 28-year-old Super God Realm, the 36-year-old God King Realm, a genius among geniuses, is very likely to become the second God of War.

His fame is not limited to the Suzaku Star Territory, but is also praised in the other three star territories.

A dark shadow flashed before his eyes, and all the light in front of him was covered.

The burly Chu Xiong appeared in front of Lin Moyu like lightning, grinning, "You kid, you're finally here!"

His voice was deafening, like thunder.

Lin Moyu took half a step back, raised his head and looked up, "Senior Brother Chu, long time no see.

Chu Xiong laughed loudly, "Long time no see, you are really good. Now you are almost more famous than the Territory Lord."

Lin Moyu smiled bitterly, "It's just luck."

Zhuang Bi's cold voice came from the side, "Strength is strength, Junior Brother Lin does not need to be so humble.

"Yes, with Junior Brother Lin's strength, there is really no need to be so modest."

Another 13 people spoke, it was Xu Jianxing.

Xu Jianxing did not hide the information. At this time, he had reached the second level of God King.

But Lin Moyu knew that his true combat power was definitely more than the second level of God King.

Among the people on Tinder Island, there is no one who has the ability to fight beyond the level.

If you can't fight beyond the level, is it worthy of calling for the genocide of the human race?

Lin Moyu smiled and said, "Senior Brother Xu, thank you."

At this time, Zhuang Bi whispered, "Junior Brother Lin, your aura seems to be more than the level of God King."

Lin Moyu's heart moved and he released part of the information, revealing the meaning of the third level of the God King.

Xu Jianxing was stunned for half a second, and then laughed out loud, "Junior Brother Lin has become Senior Brother Lin."

He has an extraordinary bearing and is generous, without the slightest hint of jealousy.

Lin Moyu smiled and said, "Senior Brother Xu, there is no need for this, I am a junior after all.

Xu Jianxing waved his hand and said, "Rules are rules."

Xu Jianxing, who was born in the Divine City, has always been a very rule-abiding person.

Lin Moyu had no choice but to let him go.

At this time, a arrogant voice sounded, "Are you Lin Moyu, the number one in the three rankings in the Suzaku Star Region?"

A group of people came from the side. They were wearing the uniform uniforms of the Temple of War. The leaders of the group looked arrogant, and one of them looked at Lin Moyu indifferently.

Looking at his appearance, Lin Moyu could probably guess what was going on.

People in the War Temple always feel that they are superior to others.

This is a generally accepted thing, and there is no need to see it to believe it.

He didn't hide his information.

【Wei Bowen】

[Realm: Little God]

No wonder he is so arrogant, it turns out to be a miracle medicine.

He looks quite young, and it is indeed not bad to be able to reach the realm of the Little God.

Lin Moyu said politely, "Senior Brother Wei, do you have any advice?"

Wei Bowen sneered arrogantly, "I don't want to take advice seriously. I just want to ask why Junior Brother Zhang didn't accept Junior Brother Lin's intention when he invited Junior Brother Lin to join the Temple of War.

"Is it that Junior Brother Zhang's invitation is not sincere enough, or is it that Junior Brother Lin looks down on the God of War?"

Faced with this accusatory question, Lin Moyu's tone also cooled down, "It should be my freedom whether to join the War Temple or not."

Wei Bowen didn't think so, "As a member of the human race, it is natural that I should join the War God Temple as my servant.

"If it hadn't been for the God of War who saved the human race from the fire and water, the human race would have been destroyed long ago."

"The inheritance of Lord God of War should be the best choice for my human genius."

"So, by refusing to join the God of War, are you being disrespectful to the God of War?"

He spoke arrogantly, impassionedly, and seemed to make a lot of sense.

Lin Moyu shook his head and sneered, "I think as long as you are making contributions to the human race, you are an excellent human race. As for whether you join the War Temple, that's the next best thing."

Lin Moyu's words resonated with many people, some of whom had long been dissatisfied with the arrogance of the Temple of War.

No matter which star field it is in, the Temple of War always looks superior to others.

Someone immediately echoed, "That's right, can't we contribute to the human race if we don't join the War Temple?"

"Are we not members of the human race? When we were fighting with the aliens outside, where were the people from the Temple of War?"

"I have performed thousands of missions, large and small, and experienced life and death, but I have never met anyone from the Temple of War."

"That is, tell me what contribution your War God Temple has made over the years."

There are a total of 90 people present, including Lin Moyu, of which there are only 24 in the War Temple, and the remaining 66 people are either from the four major star regions or from the Divine City.

All of a sudden, everyone's saliva drowned them.

Lin Moyu struck while the iron was hot and added insult to injury, "If all human geniuses want to join the God of War, what will happen to the army and what will happen to the geniuses in the divine city.

"Should all the gods, including the adults in the city, join the War Temple?

"As long as they refuse to join the God of War, they are disrespectful to the God of War!"

"Also, I have read records from the past two thousand years. In the Suzaku battlefield, the human race has fought more than a thousand battles with several major enemy races, and countless soldiers and cultivators have died."

"Let me ask you, are there people from your War Temple inside, and if so, how many are there."

"If not, what have you done all these years!"

Lin Moyu's words were like a sharp knife, firmly inserted into Wei Bowen's mouth, leaving him speechless for a long time.

Not to mention him, even his colleagues were speechless.

They couldn't tell what the Temple of War had done.

In fact, Lin Moyu knew that the Temple of War must have done a lot of things, but the level of what the Temple of War did was too high for people like Wei Bowen to know.

So Lin Moyu's main focus is information gap.

If you want to put a hat on my head, you are still too young.

The voices of agreement became louder and louder, and no one in the Temple of War could refute it. Even if they refuted it, it would be useless. There were too few people to scold him.

Wei Bowen was so angry that he trembled all over. He instinctively shouted angrily, and the little god's aura suddenly exploded.

"You can't explain it, but you just want to use your realm to suppress others?"

Lin Moyu's side has the same little god as 387, so it's not scary at all.

Chu Xiong was the first to have an attack, his breath was extremely explosive, no worse than Wei Bowen, "What, do you want to fight?"

Of course, you can't do anything with your hands. No matter who does it, no matter whether it's right or wrong, they will be punished.

Lin Moyu knew that Chu Xiong was just pretending. Although this guy looked rude, he was very delicate at heart.

Lin Moyu snorted and gave the final blow, "Mr. Luo once invited me to join the War Temple, and I agreed to give it some thought. As a human being, I have indeed thought about joining the War Temple.

"Now it seems that it is okay not to enter the War Temple. I will tell the truth when I see Mr. Luo next time."

Wei Bowen was stunned for a moment and realized who Mr. Luo Lin Moyu was talking about.

His voice trembled, "The Luo Lao you are talking about is the god Luo Qiankun?"

Lin Moyu said, "Is there a second Mr. Luo in the Suzaku branch of your War Temple?"

Wei Bowen's body swayed and his eyesight turned black.

He realized that he had done something wrong. If he had known that Luo Qiankun had also invited Lin Moyu, he would not have provoked Lin Yu at all.

Now, he is riding a tiger and can't get off, which is a big loss of face.

Not only is he embarrassed, but the God of War is also embarrassed.

If Luo Qiankun knew about this, he didn't know how to explain it.

At this moment, he could no longer be arrogant.

Lin Moyu no longer wants to compete with this kind of person. His level is so bad that he has become stupid in practice.

Just as he was about to say something, Lin Moyu suddenly looked up to the sky, surprise surging in his eyes.