"How much longer?"
"It's almost here, it only takes a few minutes."
The gods cut the world into hundreds of thousands of pieces, and each community has its so-called "borders."
The border is shrouded in heavy fog all year round. It is impossible to leave the community through the thick fog and can only pass through from the opposite direction.
Some adventurers have unique magical powers. They can break away from the constraints of borders and reach another community in unique ways——
Generally speaking, this behavior is called stowaway.
And because the gods strictly restricted classes, smuggling became an industrial chain in the era of gods.
It's obvious.
After today, smuggling will return to its meaning thousands of years ago. This industry is not the only one that will undergo drastic changes. The world will also undergo a reshuffle.
"How much longer?"
Among the crowd, Zuo Chang also stood out.
He hugged the god and asked.
The god made some calculations: "It's time."
"Look!"
There was a cry of surprise from the crowd, and everyone looked up.
"There seems to be something coming from the fog!"
There seemed to be a giant beast hidden in the white mist. The dark shadow was approaching quickly, and the closer it got, the clearer its outline became.
Zuo Chang squinted, thinking that it might be a mountain.
It looked so huge that it took up all the sight.
As it got closer, more and more details became apparent, and Zuo Chang discovered that it might not be a mountain. Towering city walls, rows of houses, and coming through the clouds and fog, it turned out to be a city.
"oh!!!"
Exclamations resounded throughout the world.
It was unclear whether Zuo Chang was speeding towards the opposite side, or whether the opposite side was approaching rapidly. In short, the mist between the two communities became thinner in an instant.
Both sides of his face were revealed at this moment.
Zuo Chang saw that what was coming towards him was indeed a city. The general of the community opposite was really a genius. He actually built a majestic city next to the "Border Fog".
On the opposite side, countless adventurers climbed onto the city wall, waiting for the arrival of the "Promised Day".
When the two sides met, both sides shouted at the same time, and the sound shook the sky.
"What a big city! Much bigger than Tianwang City!"
"It's amazing, our neighbors seem to be very developed!"
The city opposite is really luxurious.
The forty- to fifty-meter-high city wall is not enough to describe its majesty. When Zuo Chang looked up, he felt like "the sky is falling" and it was full of oppression.
The moat is deep and wide, and the city gate is decorated with a lot of gold, which is so shiny that people can't take their eyes away.
Look at the citizens standing on the city wall——
Seventy percent of them have the ninth level of cultivation!
In comparison, the 96511 adventurers standing on the top of the wild mountain looked like subjects of a third world country, so miserable.
"Community 1555."
The God's face was expressionless and his words were calm: "For 96511, this is indeed a huge thing. If they have ulterior motives, I'm afraid our life will be difficult."
Zuo Chang asked: "Will they?"
"Nine times out of ten."
"..."
Zuo Chang had no ambition for hegemony. He could be a general, but if he wanted to say "one general can make a thousand bones wither", then it would be insensitive to show gratitude.
But he thought about 1555 possible actions.
He asked: "Because the authority of 'General' is basically given and guaranteed by you, right?"
The God glanced at Zuo Chang: "You think clearly! That's right, that's right, it's because of this that I am pessimistic about the world trend in the next period of time."
In the age of gods, the authority of a community general is ensured by gods.
If someone is dissatisfied, they can challenge authority through the gift game "Black Goat" or "Dark God Statue" and seize power through limited battles.
but now……
God is gone.
The legitimacy of the general has lost its strong guarantee. If you want to maintain power, the generals must consider shaping their own prestige.
How should prestige be shaped?
The most direct way is, of course, to directly launch a war.
For example, now, the general of 1555 launches a war against 96511 and uses a complete victory to swallow up everything in 96511.
A big victory is enough to establish prestige;
Distributing the results of the battle can also stabilize one's own rule.
Zuo Chang is willing to believe that the general of 1555 will do this. In order to continue his power, what does it mean to make the people of 96511 suffer a little?
"boom!"
While he was thinking about it, the gate of the city opposite was suddenly lowered.
A well-organized motorcycle cavalry force of about a hundred people marched out from the city and escorted a golden jeep past Zuo Chang.
There is also a black flag hanging on the jeep with the word "Song" written on it.
The god explained: "The general's surname in 1555 is Song, and his name is the same as the real character. His level is so-so, he is considered strong among the twelve realms, and it will be difficult to go up further. The people in this car should be Song Zhen's subordinates Diplomat Fankou.”
Zuo Chang was startled: "How do you know so much about it?"
"I have a small booklet with information about all the communities. I have long known that the Promised Day is inevitable, so I read the information about the community next door to 96511 in advance - there is only 1555 next to you 96511, so remember it."
"What about the booklet?"
The god waved his hand: "It's too thick. I thought it was too heavy, so I didn't take it out."
"Yeah?"
Zuo Chang was not surprised by the god's casualness.
…
…
The motorcycle fleet was moving at a fast pace, with no purpose for the time being.
The diplomat in 1555 was sitting in a jeep, looking at the scenery outside the window - how long had it been since he had seen such beautiful scenery?
"Beautiful and magnificent scenery, right? Lord Banguchi."
In the passenger seat, Fankou's assistant spoke.
She turned back and smiled: "Primitiveness has its own benefits. Since the beginning of industrialization, such pure scenery has become very rare."
Fankou's face was cold: "There is no benefit in being primitive. Does this scenery belong to 96511? No, this is already ours. As long as General Song gives the order, the good men of 1555 will come out in full force, and it will be effortless to capture this backward place. !”
"You're right."
The assistant lowered his head slightly.
Soon, she asked again: "But... General Song seems to have no intention of invading this place. He seems to want to form an alliance with the people in power of 96511."
"He will give in."
Fankou had a look of disdain on his face, and his tone even contained contempt.
He closed his eyes slightly and said: "General Song will soon understand that it is no longer what he says or what era he says. Without the protection of the gods, he will no longer have a unique aura. He must learn to tolerate and give in. Otherwise - he will not be a general for long!"
"Lord Fankou, there is a city ahead."
At this moment, a motorcyclist made a low-pitched report from the car window.
When the vehicle is speeding, communication may not be established even if the shouting breaks the throat.
It's just that the rider used his magic power, so even if he didn't go hoarse, his voice still reached Fankou's ears steadily.
Fankou opened his eyes: "Get closer immediately! We want to give these 96511 a little bit of a shock to the high-level community!"
"yes!"
The rider received the order and immediately opened the way, guiding the convoy towards Tianwang City.
(End of chapter)
