Synopsis: Infinite Conquest

It was as if the one who was wearing the armor of the sun and then fled to the upper floors of Hakoba in a panic was not this 'abandoned god'.

"If all the spirits are liberated, is there any chance of winning?"

The Buddha continued to ask, with a little doubt in his words, but more of it was confident.

Di Shitian took a deep breath of the cigarette, a little impatience appeared on his face, and then said viciously.

"What a joke!"

He threw the cigarette in his hand violently to the ground, and his dark leather shoes crushed it with force.

"It's the lower level of the small garden. If you fully liberate the spirit, dozens of outer gates will be directly reduced to ruins 1.0!"

His face was full of ferocity and anger.

"What's the difference between that kind of behavior and those demon kings!"

As if hearing the unwillingness and loss in his words, the Buddha said with a chuckle.

"So that's the case, even if you liberate the spirit, you are not an opponent. It's really powerful, the so-called Netheril."

As the Buddha spoke, he turned into a brilliant golden light.

As his figure gradually disappeared through the realm gate, the solemn voice slowly echoed.

"The upper level's order is to no longer be an enemy of Netheril. If the opponent is not the Demon King, the Heavenly Army has absolutely no obligation to take action."

ps: Yumen Shitian is actually a good person.

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Chapter [-] Community and Cute Wolf (For a reward!)

"Quick, quicker!"

It was a samurai in a kendo uniform, and there were probably dozens of them.

At this moment, what they are doing is the work of the community called 'hunting'.

As for their prey, naturally they are also members of other communities.

That is, with dark red wolf ears, only a ten-year-old Loli, with a fluffy tail behind her, is swaying as she runs.

There is no doubt that these samurai were an organization to capture the children and women of the other community and then sell them.

This kind of behavior is also prohibited in a place like Hakoniwa where the strong eat the weak. When it is not a 'gift game', plundering others is no different from the Demon King.

However, these warriors were not afraid of such rules in the slightest.

Probably the leader of their community, and the person in power here, the community called the 'regional ruler', has a super-friendly relationship.

However, no matter how filthy the transaction is, at least the community to which this girl belongs is about to face a disaster.

The next moment, the warriors successfully surrounded the wolf-eared 11 girl and captured her.

One of them was like a leader, a warrior in white clothes, pinching the young girl's transparent skin, and commenting boldly.

"Such high-quality goods are enough to sell for a good price, right?"

As he spoke, he carried the crying little girl and carried it up.

"After all, there are always those guys who like weird things, who would like such a washboard, but who can give a good price, aren't they the so-called customers?"

Lightly tidying up the young girl, the faces of the warriors were also filled with joy.

But then, a low voice resounded in their ears.

"That, I bought it."

It was a little calm, but more of a contemptuous tone, an incomparably aloof posture, and even these warriors could not help but bend over slightly.

Then, these warriors saw the man in a black trench coat walking from the side.

There are no fancy decorations on his body, not even weapons, and his completely harmless posture makes it hard to believe that he is walking in such a forest alone.

However, there was no doubt that it was such a 'weak and uncontrollable' man who stopped them in this way.

"Ha, do you know how much such a good thing is worth?"

As the leader of the samurai, he questioned with surprise at this moment, and his words were full of ridicule.

However, what responded to him was the silk bag that fell under his feet.

It was a thick bag, enough to fit a head-sized space, and it was filled with the color of gold.

As the mouth of the bag opened, what spilled out of it was something that made the warriors gasp for breath.

It was gold coins, one by one, engraved with the flag of 'Olympus'.

The gold coins like hills exuded a seductive light in front of these warriors, and the eyes of those warriors revealed a light like a hungry wolf at the moment.

You must know that such a community usually only uses gold coins issued by the 'five-digit' outer door. Compared with these gold coins minted by the 'three-digit group of gods', it can be said to be a world of difference.

There is no doubt that this wealth is enough to completely buy their community, and there is a considerable amount of surplus.

As for buying that wolf-eared loli, just a gold coin is enough.

The warrior at the head of the seat looked at the man in front of them, feeling that he had no gift or power at all, and couldn't help showing a fierce look.