Chapter 414 Holy Maiden Church
[Okay, okay, it turns out that everyone in this live broadcast room is a gentleman, just like me!]
[Second Stage is about to ascend to the next world?]
[Don't soar, don't soar, you will be suffocated to death if there is no oxygen in the next world!]
Zhuge Buliang ignored these idiot friends in front of him.
He is now carefully building his brain.
This is the terror of the power of the gods. As long as your soul is still alive, even if there is still a trace of flesh left in your body, you can be resurrected.
In a sense, both Zhuge Buliang and the original Divine Emissary of Witchcraft have a bit of immortality.
Just,
Divine Emissary of Witchcraft bound Zhuge Buliang to his own body, so he was killed during the fight and was suppressed and swallowed before he could activate his immortality characteristics.
It can be said that success is Xiao He, and failure is Xiao He!
For a long time.
Zhuge Buliang, who had grown a head, breathed a sigh of relief instantly. While moving his new body, he began to wait for Undead Race to defect to him.
By the way, he also began to study and devour the Transcendent Power around him.
Anyway, there is nothing wrong with practicing hard.
Saint Zhao Yu particularly agrees with Zhuge Buliang's views.
The war is over.
Even the battlefield was completely cleaned up.
The corpses of people from all ethnic groups were either buried near the battlefield, or were sent back to their hometowns at a great expense of manpower and material resources.
Just,
Under the arrangement of Zhao Yu, the bones left by the Skeleton Clan were packed away and used to fertilize the fields.
In a sense.
This is also a kind of emotional catharsis, allowing these soldiers to vent their inner pain.
However.
After using Zhao Yu from Holy Light in his body, a new crisis arose.
Human Race Alliance headquarters.
Sitting around the round table were twelve potbellied Divine Race Alliance leaders.
They looked at Zhao Yu, who was sitting at the round table closest to the door, with gloomy expressions, forming an inexplicable pressure.
After a long time, an old man who was close to Zhao Yu spoke gloomily at this moment.
"Saintess, why didn't you tell us Human Alliance about the power you possess as soon as possible?"
"How much power have you lost because of your hiding?"
"Now that the Human Race war is over, the orcs are eyeing us, and Undead Race may come back at any time!
For our Human Alliance, you need to tell us your cultivation method and stop your cultivation immediately!"
Zhao Yu, who was sitting in the round table meeting, looked at the immortals in front of him with a smile on his face.
He seemed not to hear anything and looked at the guys who had imprisoned him one by one.
He even saw greed in the eyes of some immortals.
Later.
Spoken Mandarin began to play in this round table meeting.
"Brothers, support me in using my fists to teach these old immortals in front of me to be honest!
Support me to use Holy Light to reform these old immortals!
Support me to fight first and reform later!"
Zhao Yu does not take these so-called Human Race leaders seriously at all.
When he reached First Stage, he still had to endure it and hibernate, but now he is Second Stage!
When there is no Second Stage, he needs to swallow his anger. When there is Second Stage, he still needs to swallow his anger. Then isn't this Second Stage's promotion in vain?!
The water friends in the live broadcast room, in order to watch the excitement without taking it too seriously, all entered a special code in the live broadcast room--
[Piyanzi!]
[Piyanzi!]
[Didn't you say it was going to be deducted? I'm almost bleeding from picking it!]
[Pi Yanzi, wow, brother, you are a bit outrageous and perverted.]
[One!]
[One!]
[Two point five!]
[Yikun--]
[Pi Yanzi, get rid of this guy who is attacking our brother!]
Several Human Race leaders were startled and looked at Zhao Yu warily, as if they thought he was talking about something divine.
But.
After a long time, they didn't notice any discomfort, let alone the arrival of gods.
So the anger became even stronger, and another Human Race leader stood up and slapped the table angrily.
"Zhao Yu, don't think that because we condone you, you can do whatever you want!"
But.
Before the old immortal could finish his words, he saw a fist with a shining light getting closer and closer to him.
Boom!
Zhao Yu punched the old immortal closest to him in the face and smashed it directly into the wall next to him.
For a moment, the front teeth and blood flew together, and the Mediterranean hairstyle and boots ascended to the sky.
Whoosh!
Two First Stage human experts rushed in from the door in an instant, preparing to subdue Zhao Yu.
One of them said coldly.
"I'm sorry, Saint, it's all for humanity!"
The other person laughed ferociously and said particularly cruelly.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Suppress the saint quickly, and then... Jie Jie Jie, I have many moves, I want to try them!"
But.
These two strong men came and left just as quickly.
Before they could get close to Zhao Yu, they were enveloped by a Holy Light, and instantly fell to their knees. At this time, one of them began to pray to the Saint.
The other person was slapping his cheeks wildly, cursing himself while doing so.
"I must be so blind that I dare to take action against the incomparably holy and supreme saint!"
"I deserve to die. I am guilty. After I die, I will go to the eighteenth level of hell and suffer endless pain!"
I always thought I was sure of victory, and even saw the many human leaders who had mastered mysterious powers, and finally I couldn't sit still.
The leader stood up, pointed at Zhao Yu with trembling fingers, and said with a sad face.
"Holy girl, you disappoint me so much. We worked so hard to raise you... just so that you can contribute to Human Race. Now it's your turn..."
Before the man could finish speaking, he felt like someone was holding his neck, and he couldn't breathe for a moment.
Zhao Yu was pinching the opponent's neck at this time and said with a bright smile.
"Your daily expenses are almost ten thousand gold dollars (the human currency of this era), which is equivalent to the normal consumption of a family of six for thirty years.
If you die, all the money will be returned to Human Race. This is truly dying for Human Race!"
Said.
Zhao Yu put a little force on his hands, and for a moment, the old man who was extremely old and full of arrogance began to cry bitterly and shouted.
"No, you can't kill me, I am willing to do many things for you!"
"Okay, it just so happens that I have a new plan to establish Holy Maiden Church!
I want Holy Light to shine on every Human Race, and let them understand that in this era... there are still people who will truly love them!"
As he spoke, a Holy Light full of bewitching atmosphere instantly filled the round table meeting, shining on every Human Race leader.
Let them be cool and crazy about it.
The leader's eyes flashed with the light of a fanatical believer.
"We are willing to sacrifice everything for the saint!"
"The Saint is supreme!"