One hundred and eighty miles outside Decheng, there is a convoy that is moving rapidly, and it seems that it will reach Decheng in less than half an hour.

There were four cavalrymen in the front and rear of the convoy, wearing silver-white soft armor of the same specifications, riding their horses majestically. In the middle of the eight cavalrymen, there is a chariot drawn by four sturdy white horses, this chariot is very atmospheric, the surface is finely carved and jade, the lines are gorgeous, but there is not too much sense of jewelry, noble but not luxurious.

There was an old man sitting in front of the big chariot gate, with a thin figure and an expressionless face, holding a horsewhip in his hand and looking indifferently into the distance, looking at the chaotic city that had begun to emerge.

There are more than a dozen square meters in the carriage, and the formation is outlined on the wall of the carriage, inlaid with twelve divine stones and eight divine stones, although the carriage is running wildly on the uneven dirt road, the carriage is extremely stable, and there is no shaking at all.

There were four people in the car, and on the innermost side of the compartment, there was an old man with a goatee, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was drinking tea slowly.

Beside him sat a graceful woman, fair-skinned and watery-eyed, talking to the old man with a book.

On the east side of the seat, there was a man with a resolute face and a scar on his left cheek, who was staring coldly at the opposite side, his eyes unabashedly showing suspicion and wariness.

He was looking at a young man, dressed in golden yellow and black, with long golden hair, and his eyes were sky blue, like two clear gems.

"Lord Deacon, you don't have to be so wary of me, with my strength, it is insignificant in front of you." The blonde man smiled slightly.

The blonde man was naturally a gamer named Hleimond, a gaming genius from the United States.

And the chief deacon of the ruling, who was not angry and arrogant, just snorted coldly, and then said, "I don't trust a Skywalker. ”

The old man, who squinted and couldn't see his anger, put down his teacup and said, "Don't be so rude, I've confirmed that this Skywalker is on the same side as us this time. ”

The verdict bowed respectfully to the old man, but did not speak, clearly still wary of Hleimond.

Hlemond smiled indifferently and ignored it, then opened the curtain and glanced at the approaching city, and said: "Maybe the words are a little disrespectful, but after all, it is the people of the three major families, we only have so many people, are we absolutely sure?" ”

The chief deacon of the ruling looked proud and said, "What about the three major families, they still dare to attack us!?" ”

"The three major families are dominant, relying on the family heritage and countless masters, but they can stand tall on the mainland for hundreds of years because they are doing well in business. At the end of the day, they're a group of businessmen. Hlemond spoke, "They can do anything for the sake of profit." ”

Hearing this, the chief deacon was even more angry, clenched his fists and was about to say something, when the old man spoke, only to hear him say: "That's right, the three major families will indeed have the possibility of uniting. ”

The chief deacon frowned: "Are they really so rampant?" For the sake of two hundred catties of Xuanjing Iron, dare us to go against it!? ”

It stands to reason that the five great families dominate the Fengyin Continent, this is a well-known thing, whether it is a certain dynasty or a sect, there seems to be no organization or force that they dare not provoke. But the chief deacon of the ruling had such an attitude, as if it was a mad thing for the three major families to confront them.

"Is it that we have been too depressed in the past few years to make them forget who is the defender of this world! Do they think that there is no one in our Divine Court!? ”

The voice of the chief deacon was filled with absolute pride.

Because he has enough reason to be proud.

Because he is the chief deacon of the judgment of the Divine Court.

They are the spokesmen of the gods.

"Maybe that's exactly what happened." The old man's voice was neither joyful nor sad, and he said flatly: "We have indeed been quiet for too long, so quiet that there is no absolute supreme authority in our words. In addition, everyone in the world thinks that the gods are dead, and the prestige of the divine court is naturally not as good as before. ”

"These foolish fellows, how can the gods die!" Talking about the ruling, he was a little excited, glared at Hleimond and said: "What bullshit 'the gods are hidden, the sky is open, and the heavenly walkers patrol the four seas', but a ridiculous proverb! ”

Hleimond raised his hands with an innocent look on his face, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Let's talk about what is in front of us." ”

The chief deacon of the ruling took a breath, and then calmed down a little, but his tone was still firm: "Everyone in the world knows that my divine court specializes in using Xuanjing Iron to build a sin-cleansing sword and reward it to meritorious deacons, these two hundred catties of Xuanjing Iron will naturally be offered to us, I think their three major families are too greedy." ”

"Of course, it's not just for these two hundred catties of Xuanjing Iron." The old man said, "They want to fight for this part of Decheng. It is a place where dirt and dirt are hidden, and the shady businesses and secrets of the three major families are buried here. It can even be said that the fact that this Decheng can be what it is today is deliberately promoted by the three major families. Meddling in Decheng is to touch their darkest, but also the most core part of their interests, so they are ready to take risks at any cost. ”

Hleimond was puzzled at this time: "If we really just want to get two hundred catties of Xuanjing Iron, it won't make the three major families so nervous." ”

Hearing this, the old man was silent for a moment.

Helemond knew that he had asked a vague place, but he did want to find out the true purpose of the Divine Court's trip, so he waited quietly for the old man to reply.

The old man glanced at Hlemond, and his eyes seemed to narrow a little more, leaving only a shining slit. He said slowly, "Because I am indeed here to control the city. ”

Hélemond was a little shocked in his heart, shocked by the difficulty of this matter, and even more shocked by the symbolic meaning of this matter. He muttered, "It turns out that the three major families have not wronged you. ”

The Divine Court has always acted according to the will of the gods, and has not interfered in worldly affairs, let alone vainly tried to control any territory or expand its power.

But now, the Divine Court wants to hold a city full of blood and interests in the palm of its hand.

The Divine Court began to meddle in worldly affairs and began to participate in worldly disputes!

Hlemond continued: "I heard that there are people in the Divine Court who participated in the war between the Lawson Empire and the Duchy of Jeno in the Source Law Continent, and I thought that some people in the Divine Court were making trouble privately. ”

The old man nodded slightly, and then said, "It's been a long time since the gods sent an oracle to us, and you Skywalkers have come out to stir up the storm again, and we have to break the silence and not let the world forget us." ”

In order to find out the information, Hleimond was bold and asked carefully, "You... I also think that the gods will not send it out again..."

"Nope." The old man's words interrupted Hleimond's words casually but firmly, and a terrifying aura emanated from his body, and he said solemnly: "We are just maintaining the authority and dominance of the Divine Court, so that when the god wakes up again, his voice can still be transmitted through us to the four seas and take charge of the Eight Desolations." ”

Helemond fell silent when he heard this, and then said, "You guys are acting on your behalf. ”

"We act for the gods, and the gods have their own judgments, and if he wakes up and thinks that our actions are superfluous, we will be willing to be punished." The old man spoke.

"But in case the gods..."

"Huh?" The old man didn't wait for Helemond to finish speaking, and then stared at him.

Hlemond suddenly felt a blur in front of him, his whole body stiffened and could not move, and after a while, the halo in front of him flowed, and in front of him there was an incomparably tall, incomparably majestic figure, shining all over, holding a giant sword, slashing straight at Hlemond.

For a moment, Hleimond felt so weak, as if weaker than a newborn baby, no, weaker than an ant. At this moment, he could not give birth to the slightest strength to resist, and even lost the heart to resist, only a heart full of fear and humility, and only wanted to kneel at the feet of this god and beg for mercy.

The greatsword rested above Hleimond's head.

Then, the picture gradually dissipated, the strange light in front of him slowly faded, and the picture returned to the carriage, and the sound of the high-speed carriage cutting through the air returned to the ears.

Helemond, who was already sweating, glanced at the old man in astonishment, then slowly lowered his head.

Is this Kamui?

Is this the strength of a divine court priest?

It's a little scary.

"'The gods are hidden, the sky is open, and the heavenly walkers patrol the four seas', this proverb is recorded in the last chapter of the Wanyuan General Record - the Heavenly Oracle Chapter, the Wanyuan General Record records everything in the world, through the ancient and modern, the text on it is very rigorous, and there are few prophetic words. There are only a few proverbs, all of which have been fulfilled one by one, only a few proverbs on this heavenly oracle are unbelievable, but they have to be believed. The old man took a sip of tea and spoke indifferently.

The chief deacon couldn't help but speak at this time: "The Wanyuan General Record has a history of thousands of years, but the Heavenly Oracle Chapter has never been sure that it is the last chapter of the Wanyuan General Record, and many scholars believe that it was added later, so almost all the Wanyuan General Records that are circulating now do not contain the Heavenly Oracle Chapter. ”

The old man shook his head, did not explain to the chief deacon, but continued his words: "This proverb seems to have been fulfilled, the gods are asleep, Skywalker has come to the world, everyone thinks that Skywalker is going to replace the gods, and there are many people in the divine court who blame Skywalker for the silence of the gods. ”

The Chief Deacon was naturally one of those people, and when he heard this, he once again stared at Hleimond.

The old man said: "But I don't see it that way, there is another way to interpret this sentence, that is, during the years when the gods were asleep, Skywalkers took their place in their duties to maintain the laws of heaven and earth and channel the chaos in the world. ”

"You are the seeds sown by the gods, and you are the doers of the gods."

"Therefore, you ought to be with us."

The old man looked at Hleimond, his words full of firm and unquestionable authority.

And his words do sound very correct.

At this moment, Hleimond has begun to accept the old man's words.

"I see." Hlemond muttered.

The old man took another sip of tea, and then the woman beside him suddenly turned her head slightly sideways, her eyes fixed, as if she had heard something, and after a while, she whispered a few words into the old man's ear.

The old man put down the teacup, and his squinted eyes closed, as if he couldn't bear to see the bloody storm in Decheng next.

"Since the three major families have made up their hearts, then don't back down. Order, let's get started. ”