"You're in luck. After listening to the wandering story of the whale god, Muria expressed her feelings.

Back then, because of the arrival of her grandmother and the notice of the Ten Imperial Lords, Muria gave up the small harvest in the void, and then was born in the big world until now.

But after he left, the god of whales and the god of arms and martial arts had a different idea because of the words of the Ten Imperial Masters, and these two epics collected the breath left by Muria, and through some special ritual, obtained a rough and vague coordinates, and chased them all the way.

"Where's the Valkyrie?"

And after saying his thoughts, Muria noticed a little dissonance, in the description of the whale god, it was not lonely, but he could see the big fish now.

"Hehe, I had a little argument with him not long ago, so we parted ways. He went in the other direction. The whale god happily explained.

"That's right. Muria immediately understood, it is estimated that the Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains stripped off the priesthood, got rid of the shackles, went to the void, and then unluckily ran into these two guys.

After he hung up, what he left behind led to a difference of interest between the two epics, and then the two epics who traveled all the way suddenly fell out.

"What's next for you?"

"The ......" heard Muria's inquiry, and the big blue whale shook its fins and flicked its wide tail to make huge waves in the void.

However, this behemoth beast looked at Muria with an almost begging look, it was not far away, across the endless void, and found this place, isn't it just to mix some benefits, and now, the way to mix benefits is standing in front of it.

The god of whales is also insightful, although as an epic, he looks down on those gods who are bound by the world, but it is only those who are in the middle and lower levels of the god sequence, and the group of beings who really stand at the top of the god class, what should be looked up, it still has to look up.

For example, the existence in front of it, with the power he is showing now, it is not much more difficult to pinch it to death than it is to pinch it to death. This power has to be awe-inspiring.

But in addition to the awe, the whale god can't help but have some different thoughts. It is an indisputable fact that Muria is a bigwig-level figure among the gods.

Correspondingly, he must have a considerable amount of world authority, not to mention that it can move freely in the world, at least it can open a convenient passage for it to enter the world calmly.

"You want to come in?" Muria asked with a smile as she looked at the longing in the eyes of the big blue fish in front of her, turned to look at the world behind her.

"If you can......" The Whale God's tone seemed to be a little shy, and there was a hint of embarrassment, but he didn't mean to help or be humble.

"It's okay to let you in, it's not too hard for me, but what are you prepared to pay for it?"

Muria looked up and down at the large whale of a miniature continent looming in his body, with a scrutiny in his eyes.

Epic wants to enter the big world to mix benefits, and he can understand such behavior, but with his current status, he can't allow such a thing to happen.

He is a god, a god who governs the laws of the world and maintains the operation of the world. For an alien powerful existence like Epic, the most important thing he should do is to expel it by force, or even kill it.

But he is not a native god, so he will naturally not be so rigid in doing things, and if the epic wants to enter the world, it is okay to mix the benefits. But it must be under his control and supervision, and in addition, the door fee must be paid

"Well, what do you want me to do?" asked the Whale God, wagging his big tail and a hint of unease. Such a request is not excessive, and it is even expected.

However, the power of the existence in front of him was completely unexpected, so it may not be able to accept the ordinary conditions that may be sparse in the eyes of the other party.

"I'm missing a mount right now. Muria said quite bluntly, and what he meant, as long as he is not stupid, can basically understand.

"What do you think of me?" said the Whale God, quite in a respectful manner.

It may sound humiliating to be a mount for a god, but looking at the power of the being in front of you, you don't think so.

What's more, for epics, these are all imaginary, and if they can be exchanged for benefits, there is no need to hesitate at all.

In addition, there must be a time limit for such a relationship, after all, one side is a god, and the other side is an epic that can act freely, which is completely different.

"Looks pretty good, okay. Muria said he didn't dislike it.

"If you don't dislike it, it's fine. ”

Hearing Muria say this, the whale god was overjoyed and did not feel the slightest humiliation about being a mount.

It pursued it all the way, just looking forward to whether it could blend into the big world. In fact, it doesn't have much hope for this, and is even ready to return in vain and waste time.

"Come here!"

Muria raised his hand, and the brilliant and gorgeous nine-colored divine light shone on his fingertips, and finally condensed into a divine seal with a faint majesty, and fell on the top of the head of the whale god.

The big blue fish did not resist, and let the rune with its obvious personal mark fall on its head, and then it very sensibly shrunk its size in the void, swam under Muria, and hunched on its back.

......

"Don't let up, look closely, behind this wall are our wives and children, if something goes wrong, it doesn't matter that our souls can no longer ascend into the kingdom of our lord, even our wives and children will have to endure the insults of the demon court. ”

On top of the city wall, which is 100 meters high and resembles a continuous mountain range, a general and two of his personal guards patrol the city wall, encouraging morale through words.

And the so-called Demon Court naturally refers to the Nine Heavens Divine Court. After determining the hostile positions of the parties, such operations are quite routine.

Demonizing the enemy, branding all the evil things imaginable in the name of the enemy, and propagating it to the middle and lower classes.

And the soldiers who heard the general's words were indeed cheered up. The time spent guarding the border fortress is quite boring, boring and tedious when nothing happens, and of course, in a way, such boredom is also a good thing.

And this kind of propaganda is considered to be a daily routine, and there are thousands of generals who engage in propaganda like this in this huge fortress, and their only duty is to instill the concept of the divine court as evil into the minds of the soldiers.

This can not only effectively reduce the probability of soldiers defecting, but also greatly strengthen the army's will to fight to the death after the war.

If this is to make your own army understand that the Divine Court is not only not as brutal as they described, but also quite magnanimous, and can treat all living beings with a relatively equal attitude, then it will be a hammer war.

It is estimated that the war has not yet begun, except for those who believe in the faith, more than half of the army will defect.

"It's boring!"

The propaganda officer recited aloud the manuscript that had already been memorized, and the mechanized recitation left him with room to focus on other matters.

And just as he was thinking about what to eat for dinner, he suddenly felt as if something was spurting down his neck.

Then he heard the exclamations of the soldiers around him, the roars of the two guards behind him, then he saw a fountain of blood red, and finally, darkness began to cover his vision.

The general no longer knew what was going to happen, he had already fallen into an eternal sleep, and unless there was an accident, he would never have a chance to wake up again.

"Ignorant scoundrel!"

Next to the corpse of the general's fall, a slender figure holding a double blade gradually revealed, and the pure white eyes without any emotion glanced around before disappearing into thin air again.

"It's the Night Hunter, sound the alarm!"

A roar that seemed shrill with fear rang out in the fortress, and in the next moment, with the sound of the blade sinking into the flesh, the roar came to an abrupt end, leaving only a piercing siren echoing through the fortress, one after the other.

So, like a real coercion, they rose into the sky one after another, and the legends who sat in the fortress were alarmed, and they began to search the entire fortress with their own insight.

However, it didn't take them long to search, and the corresponding presence appeared around each of them, and that was the legendary assassins who specialized in assassination and lurking......