"Wait, this matter still needs to be discussed in the long run. Brooke stopped Torres, thought for a while, and said: "Since His Majesty Alexander chose to stay in the [Land of Exile], it means that there are more important things over there that need him to complete, Fernando, you will tell you the specific situation of the [Land of Exile], Your Majesty will shoot you to return first, there must be some arrangements, right?"

"Well, I was damn good, I almost forgot. ”

Torres patted his head, and was shocked into a cold sweat, almost missed a big event, his personality is relatively stable and delicate on weekdays, but when it comes to big things, it will be a little hectic, so he calmed down, and before leaving, His Majesty's various arrangements and letterheads were taken out and handed over to the two giants, Brooke and Best.

Under the glow of orange magic lights, the secret hall was extremely quiet.

After about half an hour, Best and Brooke read His Majesty's letterhead, and each breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at each other, both seeing the solemnity and joy in each other's eyes.

"This time, His Majesty has a big plan!"

"According to His Majesty's plan, if the Beamon orcs can really be collected as the strength of the empire, then this race with hundreds of demigod-level powerhouses, and possibly even true god-level powerhouses, is enough to help Zenit sweep through the Northern Regions, but I am afraid that even if it is a Barcelonian, there will be no return, the only problem at present is that in terms of time, it seems to be a little too late. ”

"We need to buy time for His Majesty the King, and we must hold on until the day His Majesty returns. ”

"It's really not good, we must ask Batistuta and other masters of the [Black Clothed Temple] to go to the imperial capital to support the royal family, although the rest of the Chambord City army is elite, but after all, the number is limited, and there are no extreme powerhouses, so it is difficult to really threaten the Barcelona army. ”

"It's a pity, before His Majesty left, the five hundred secret gold war puppets left behind could only accept simple battle orders to protect Chambord City, and could not go to the imperial capital, otherwise, with these five hundred war machines, maybe they could also break the people of Barcelona. ”

"But I don't know how the work of the two professors Kane and Akara is progressing on the side of the Anzhi Imperial Capital, and after a while, he sent His Royal Highness Inzaghi to the Imperial Palace of Anzhi Imperial Capital overnight to convey His Majesty's instructions to the two professors as soon as possible, as well as the arsenal of [Sky City], it seems that His Excellency Chasi's team is also going to work overtime, and if you want to connect to the teleportation site to the [Banished Land] Large-scale orc transportation, at least more than 5,000 ultra-long-distance teleportation stations are needed, and it must be the [Mad Laboratory] Improved Simple Teleportation Array!"

"Yes, it's urgent, we have to get busy. ”

Best and Brooke discussed it urgently, and soon sorted out a detailed plan, and after carefully scrutinizing it, after confirming that it was correct, Brooke hurried away, and the state apparatus of Chambord City rumbled rapidly, and thousands of officials and troops, as well as various secret departments in the country, began to operate in an orderly and extremely fast manner.

Best unfolded a magic recording scroll, recorded the situation faced by the Zenit Empire and Chambord City in great detail, and after confirming and supplementing it repeatedly, he sealed the scroll and handed it to Torres, saying: "The matter is urgent, you and the Beamon orcs quickly return to the [Land of Exile], hand over this recording scroll to Your Majesty, ask him to decide, and at the same time tell Your Majesty, please rest assured that within twenty days, we will be able to prepare all the conditions necessary for the migration of the Beamon Orcs." ”

"Prime Minister, take care. ”

Torres turned and walked away.

When he returned to Chambord City this time, he didn't even have time to return home, didn't bother to see his parents and relatives, and didn't even care about eating a hot meal, so he and several strong Beamon orcs turned into streamers and disappeared into the vast endless forest sea behind Chambord.

It wasn't until Torres left that Best seemed to think of something, patted his head, and muttered: "I'm busy, damn it, in fact, those orc powerhouses around Fernando seem to be very strong, and they knew to stay as a free fighter, hehe, if there are orc powerhouses and Barcelona people who die in battle, it would be better, haha, once the two parties form a mortal enemy, when the time comes, they don't need Chambord City to sow discord, they will all die, mistakes fifteen!"

The old man is really black-bellied.

The five or six powerhouses of the orc clan who followed Torres back to the [Exiled Land] all had a cold shiver at this moment, sneezing again and again.

......

Diablo, the world of Divinity after the purple portal.

Sun Fei's eyes were tightly closed, and he was still in that mysterious state, and he didn't know how much time had passed, and he didn't know what was going on in the outside world.

The pale yellow power of faith gathered from the endless void in all directions, becoming more and more intense, enveloping Sun Fei's whole person in it like silk, like a silkworm chrysalis forming a huge silver-white and egg yolk two-color flickering light chrysalis, and like the heart of a giant, constantly expanding and contracting.

This light chrysalis that enveloped Sun Fei, every time it contracted, expanded, and oscillated, it was like a long and wonderful reincarnation, releasing an invisible and vast power, and the entire divine world was slowly changing.

More than twenty days have passed since Sun Fei entered this state.

At this time, in the great world of the gods, the green mountains are still green, the grasslands are still vast, the water is still turbulent, and the beasts are still active, but there is an indescribable atmosphere, if this big world feels beautiful and holy before without the slightest fireworks, and can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be played, then at this moment, the world seems to have a little more human touch, but it seems to be a living world that real living people can live in.

Maybe this is the refining in the mouth of the mysterious voice.

With the passage of time, the power of faith gathered from all directions beyond time and space has a tendency to become more and more intense and vast.

The reason is simple.

On the one hand, as the Barcelona invaded Zenit, burned, looted, and carried out genocidal policies, the situation became more and more dangerous, and more and more Zenit paupers joined the ranks of praying for the appearance of the Protector of the Empire to turn the tide—after all, His Majesty had shown up to turn the tide many times before, and the thousands of people prayed with all their hearts, contributing more faith than ever before.

On the other hand, as war golems such as the Dark Demon Armor Basturk and [One] rescued the stricken orcs in the [Exiled Land], trumpeting the benevolence and greatness of His Majesty the King, and the message that Sun Fei was the reincarnation of the god of war Lexa spread violently, the number of Beamon orcs who believed in Sun Fei also increased.

"Hey, looking at it like this, it seems that Alexander can refine the Divine Domain World in advance!"

That mysterious voice resounded in the world of the gods.

Of course, Sun Fei, who was in a critical state, couldn't hear this.

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The first update