I wonder if it's okay to give this metal ball as a gift to His Excellency the Emperor?"

The slender golden dragon looked at a broken metal ball with a radius of 100 meters in front of him, although this damage made this metal ball with interlaced metal wires on the outside, like the skin of a cantaloupe, ugly, but its huge size was still quite shocking, even the golden dragon was inferior in terms of volume.

"Your Highness, this is also the crystallization of civilization, and I think it's feasible to take it out and give it to another Majesty. ”

The red dragon, which was larger than the golden dragon and whose body and limbs were extremely strong, said in a cautious tone with a hint of flattery.

"Of course, you have to fix the gap we made, otherwise, it will be a bit unusual. ”

"Fix it. ”

The large, strangely shaped metal ball slowly rotated in the golden dragon's mind, and then the one of them was a gap that had suffered from each other, and appeared in his eyes.

"Actually, it's not that difficult, as long as you are willing to provide enough resources, the monsters that have a sense of community cohesion inside can repair themselves. ”

"Aren't you afraid that you're going to be pitted by this suggestion? Muria chuckled, seeing this red dragon who was reluctant to return to the world, he would rather carry the laws of the big world to suppress it than wander outside.

In Auston's mind, now that there is no enemy, he will be suppressed if he is suppressed, anyway, he has not lost all his combat effectiveness, compared to freedom, it is nothing uncomfortable.

"Your Majesty, I believe in your might, and under your protection, even if this monster is restored to its intact state, it will not be able to break through the seal you have placed and harm us. ”

Auston tightened his neck, looking at the metal ball that was sealed by Muria, which was tens of thousands of times smaller than the original size, and there was not much fear in his eyes.

If he was a single dragon, in the face of this kind of planetary-level miracle creation, he would naturally run as far as he could, even if it was sealed, he would never come into contact with it.

But in the big world under Muria's Chain, even if Vader is in a complete state, just now he has followed the Legion of Dependents, and without Murria's attack, he has exploded this planet-level creation and controlled its core.

Now, even if this thing is repaired, there is an accident, so that it breaks through the seal, and there is the existence of the family legion, there is no problem in blowing it up again.

"Alright, don't talk about this nonsense, as long as I exist, Vader won't be able to break through my seal. ”

Muria waved his claws, for his sealing technique, he was extremely confident, sealing a creation that had not reached the level of strength at all was naturally captured, although it was a spectacle whose body size had reached the planetary level, but it was also an objective quantity, compared to him, it was nothing at all.

"Are you sure you still have to endure the oppression of the law and follow me?

"Thank you for your concern, although it is a little uncomfortable, but it is still within the range of bearability. The Red Dragon Auston replied that it was an epic concern.

"Auston, you also have the power of the Legendary Seventh Order now, this power is enough to attract the attention of the will of the world, and staying by my side for a long time will increase the risk of my deity being exposed. I have no intention of walking in this world with a Buddha-figure right now. ”

Muria said to this red dragon very bluntly, without caring about his face at all, because this guy really didn't have any self-awareness, didn't he know that he was a smuggler in another world?

Maybe when he will be split alive by the thunder falling from the sky, and if he splits, he will be split, but it will not be good if it affects him.

"!"

Hearing Muria's words, this ancient red dragon that had lived for thousands of years was suddenly like eating a ton of bitter gourd, and his eyes showed a look of grievance.

"For your own good, and for my own good, can you go and stay in my world?" asked Muria again.

"Your Majesty, I can give you a mount to walk on. Auston squirmed, still reluctant to enter Muria's world, because it was too boring, and he was fed up with the long days of sleep.

"No, your strength is too strong to be suitable. Muria decisively refused. In Muria's eyes, the old red dragon was like a moving bag of heavenly punishment explosives, which could blow up at any time.

"Your Majesty, aren't you good at sealing, you can seal a part of my strength, so that I can attract the attention of the will of the world, and the possibility of attracting the heavenly punishment will drop a lot. ”

In a flash of inspiration, Auston proposed a compromise idea, which seemed to him to be much more likely to be accepted by his master.

"Sealed!" Muria raised her eyebrows, and agreed without hesitation. Because I also had the idea of using this old subordinate for experiments.

If he seals Auston's strength with a seal, thereby reducing the suppression of the world's will, then this method can be further expanded, and even popularized on a large scale.

Of course, with such a method, Muria also thinks about how to apply it to his dependents on a large scale, and as for the epic, forget it. is enough to reduce the will of the world, and the method of the foreign epic can be regarded as a secret technique, how can it be achieved casually by using the sealing technique.

......

The hundred-meter-long ship gradually came to shore with a whining sound, and when it stopped behind the ship, the workers who happened to be idle on the docks immediately flocked to the docks, praying that they could be chosen for a meager reward for cheap labor.

The able-bodied ones were easily chosen by the steward who chose the porters and taken away. The rest scattered with a look of disappointment.

In the evening, when the sun was about to sink into the horizon, the dimly lit docks, the workers who had been busy all day began to disperse in twos and threes, and such visibility was not allowed even if they could drag their tired bodies to work with tenacious spirit.

"This guy Modo is also in good health, I feel that after this guy came to work at the docks, I feel that I earn more than ten less copper every day. ”

"Don't brag, you only earn a few coppers a day, and ten less a day, if that's the case, I'm afraid you'll find him desperately." ”

"Hehe, if Nigo dares to find Modo desperately, that punch can bring him down, and he can be sent directly to the crematorium. ”

"Don't make such a nasty joke on you guys, then again, Modo's body is really strong, I guess he can do the work of ten people alone. ”

"I think there are more than 10 people, I estimate 20. ”

"No matter how many he has, he can still go to heaven or not, in the end, he is a little stronger, not like us, it is the life of a pariah. ”

Among the dock workers who dragged their tired bodies back to their respective homes, a strong man with a body as high as two meters and knotted muscles stood out among them.

The coolies on the dock are all poor people at the bottom, and their physique tends to be thin and short, such a burly figure is very rare, after all, even if the genes are good, they must have enough nutrients to grow so big.

Such an outlier can naturally attract the attention of others, which in turn can cause resentment and jealousy. Because of his physique, Moduo, who has been under everyone's attention all the year round, has long been accustomed to it, and he doesn't care about the malice contained in his gaze.

As the dock workers entered the city's low, dilapidated and sewage-ridden slums, Modo was surrounded by fewer and fewer workers, and at last he was left alone in the streets that had been shrouded in darkness.

But the darkness around was not entirely dark, and the light cast from the wealthy districts a few blocks away brought some light to the filthy and impoverished parts of the city.

This kind of light makes some distorted, eerie and terrifying shadows appear on the ground, and with rats and bed bugs shuttling on the ground, it makes the slum like a terrifying ghost realm that selects people to eat.

But the horror of this sight made the muscular man Morroch not change his face, he just listened silently to the breathing from the ruined houses around him, and then walked through the sewage-filled streets like a ghost with barely any sound.

Eventually, Mordo returned to his temporary abode, a clean and dilapidated stone house, a house that was considered a mansion in the slums.

Returning to his residence, Mordo silently lit a kerosene lamp, which was a luxury for civilians, and filled his small stone house with light.

At first, when the light came on, it provoked greedy jackals, but when this light was unwavering in the slums every day on time, there was no one who did not open his eyes, no one was a fool, not even a rat in the gutter who struggled to live on garbage.

Under the light of the falling lamp, Modo sat quietly on a stone bed with only one straw mat, like a simple statue, but when a pure white divine light shone in front of him, the ancient statue was transformed into a human again.

"Modo, report on the situation in your city. The old man's voice echoed through the stone house, tinged with a hint of apprehension.

"Tell the elders, there are no signs of contamination by the evil gods yet, but in my opinion, it won't be long before the evil gods will erode here, and this city has the best breeding ground for the evil gods to recover their strength. ”

"The resentment caused by poverty is a problem that our civilization has been with since its inception but cannot be solved. We can only delay as long as we can. The old voice, which I saw but not the others, sighed.