The deepest part of the prison cell.
The battered and bruised Zhan Li was nailed to a cross.
Several key acupoints on the body were pierced with specially made nails to ensure that blood and qi could not circulate.
Hearing the footsteps approaching, Zhan Li hung his head and said, "Finally lost patience and are preparing to end me?"
Qin Ze said calmly, "It's noon now. Do you have any last words?"
etc!
Why does that voice sound so familiar?
Zhan Li suddenly raised his head and, sure enough, saw that familiar figure.
You're not dead?
Qin Ze laughed, "How novel! Who can kill me?"
"Then why do you never reply to my messages, and why don't you answer my communication requests?"
Zhan Li's expression and tone were full of resentment, like a girl who had been dumped by a scumbag boyfriend.
Qin Ze said, "I can explain that."
The last time Zhan Li the throne, Qin Ze left the Maka Race not long before the decisive battle of Sea Capital took place.
The Abyss Communication Card, which had Zhan Li's contact information, was destroyed in that battle.
It wasn't that Qin Ze wanted to be a "scumbag," but rather that he had no choice.
Qin Ze said, "Get him down."
Yan Miao stepped forward, removed the nails from Zhan Li's body, and put him down from the cross, half-supporting him.
Zhan Li smiled bitterly, "You shouldn't have come."
"Get out of here before he finds you."
Yan Miao scoffed, "That piece of trash has already been burned to ashes by us."
Qin Ze nodded slightly. "The hairy guy has been dealt with. You can go back to being your emperor."
Zhan Li was stunned for a moment. "You killed the false emperor?"
He had personally experienced the orc Preacher's strength.
Even the most powerful Grand Duke was no match for him.
Qin Ze spoke in a nonchalant tone.
It looks like a chicken was killed.
With Yan Miao's help, Zhan Li left the prison cell with some doubt.
When he saw the fanatical followers outside, all wrapped in black stockings, he completely believed what Qin Ze had said.
Zhan Li, her eyes red-rimmed, said, "Thank you. You've saved the Maka Race once again."
Qin Ze asked, "How did you manage not to get infected by him?"
Zhan Li sniffed and explained, " The World Will, plus the protection of the late emperor's power."
Before their deaths, each emperor of the Maka Race would offer a portion of his soul as a sacrifice to the ancestral temple.
The ancestral temple embodies the power of emperors throughout history and will protect the current emperor from evil spirits.
"He wanted me to obtain the power within the ancestral temple, so that I could completely secure that position."
The loyalty of preachers varies.
The orc Preacher was clearly not as loyal as the Thousand Faces Niuniu.
He abandoned his mission of preaching and instead became emperor.
It was precisely because of this that the Maka Race was able to survive until Qin Ze's arrival.
Back in his familiar bedchamber, Zhan Li finally relaxed.
"You must have come here for something important."
Qin Ze said to Yan Miao beside him, "Tell him who I am."
Yan Miao cleared his throat. "He is the head of the Myriad Races Alliance and the commander-in-chief of the allied forces."
"I am the Holy Son of the Blazing Sun Clan, the inheritor of the God of War, the Troupe Leader of the Second Legion of the Allied Forces, Blazing Sun Grand General."
"As for this woman... she is blind."
The Little Deer huffed, "You're the one who's blind!"
Yan Miao exclaimed in surprise, "So you can talk."
Zhan Li's breathing became rapid.
"You're the Holy Son of the Blazing Sun Clan? Wasn't the Blazing Sun Clan already closed down?"
Yan Miao opened his palm, a ball of Blazing Sun Fire burning quietly. "Genuine, without a doubt."
Qin Ze said, "The Holy Son is kind-hearted and cannot bear to see the suffering of Myriad Races. He has decided not to return and will lead Myriad Races in rebellion."
Yan Miao scratched his head sheepishly. "No... that's right, that's how it is."
Zhan Li gave a thumbs up. "Holy Son, you are this."
Immediately, he asked Qin Ze, "And what's this Alliance all about?"
Qin Ze replied, " Myriad Races shall unite to resist the Alliance of the Strange God."
"I've come here to invite you to join us."
Zhan Li without hesitation. " The Maka Race will join."
Having witnessed Qin Ze's formidable strength, Zhan Li was determined to board this ship, especially with the Holy Son's endorsement.
Qin Ze nodded. "I'll send someone to contact you later; they'll explain the details to you."
"Also, don't worry about the fanatics here; my men will handle them."
Zhan Li said in a deep voice, " The Maka Race will forever dedicate its strength to the Alliance and to the protection of civilization."
"Loyalty!"
Qin Ze smiled slightly, "Alright, you should focus on recovering."
"We should go somewhere else."
They came in a hurry, and they left in a hurry.
Qin Ze took Yan Miao and Little Deer back to the Forest Clan.
Qin Ze then sent a message to the Scholar through the chat group.
[ Beast Tamer: Scholar, go directly to the Maka Race to select people later. The portal will open soon.]
[ Beast Tamer: I'll also assign you an assistant. You only need to train the troops; he'll be responsible for spreading the Alliance's glory.]
The Maka Race is different from other Alliance members.
The Maka Race did not experience the cataclysmic crisis and was saved by Qin Ze, a god who descended to earth.
Just now, eliminating the Preacher only made me a familiar face to Zhan Li.
Therefore, dispatching a "political commissar" is crucial.
[ Scholar: Okay]
Yan Miao couldn't wait to continue training his Second Legion.
Charging alongside the First Legion in Penglai City gave him an exhilarating feeling that lasted from head to toe.
The Little Deer asked, "What should I do?"
Qin Ze thought for a moment and said, "There's no battle yet, so you can do some clerical work for now. Come with me."
Qin Ze took Little Deer to see his Second Sister.
" Lu Tongtong a very capable girl. She's been learning from you lately and helping you with your work."
"This is Yan Miao's Second Sister. Little Deer, you can call her Second Sister too. She's a very capable older sister."
Both women were sizing each other up.
The Second Sister gave a soft hum and straightened her back.
Not to be outdone, the Little Deer accepted the challenge from her Second Sister.
Qin Ze noticed the atmosphere had become somewhat awkward, so he quickly made an excuse to run away.
"You guys are busy, I'll go check on Old Xing."
Qin Ze went to the Sea of Glaze and transported the newly built spatial portal by the Steel Melter to Torch City of the Maka Race.
Thousand Faces and the Scholar arrived shortly afterward.
Qin Ze didn't have a suitable candidate for the "political commissar" position for the time being, so he let Thousand Faces take over. It just so happened that he would need some time to purge the fanatics.
" Old Xing, how's the research going?"
Qin Ze found Star Eyes under a big tree.
Star Eyes finished meditating and said, "My initial idea is to set up an array under the Chaos Egg, so that when the Strange God awakens, we can catch the opponent off guard."
Qin Ze nodded. "Okay."
Star Eyes's thought, Xingmou said, "I'm still considering which specific formation to use."
Qin Ze thought of Taoist Desolation-Imprisoning Formation that the three Daoists had created together, which had suppressed the Mingzhi for a moment back then.
" The Desolation-Imprisoning Formation isn't working?"
Star Eyes replied, " The Desolation-Imprisoning Formation is indeed very powerful, capable of suppressing even Sequence 20 Strange God, but it has two drawbacks."
Qin Ze became interested and sat down opposite Star Eyes.
"What are the drawbacks? Tell me about them."