One of the symbols of the civilization of the steam industry, a steam train in a galloping manner, crossed the mountains and rivers, from Washington, the capital of the United States of America, through the long territory of seven states, after more than ten days of travel, finally drove into the border state of Rokofell.

A young yellow man with a face that was worthy of a jade tree and was very in line with the aesthetics of oriental culture, dressed in an apricot-yellow robe that did not match the ornamentation of the Holy Episcopal Church in the carriage he was in, sat on a chair by the window and drank black tea.

"There is a lot of fertile land in this country!"

He stared at the scenery that kept surging outside the window, especially the black soil that could be called "Ueda" in Daqing in the East, where a lot of it was barren, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"Your Excellency Lin Miaoshan, the total population of our United States of America is less than one-tenth of the population of Daqing in the East."

"It's normal that there are few people in the land."

Next to the young Taoist priest, a middle-aged white gentleman with a skewered face and a beard with a solemn and majestic demeanor replied casually.

Unlike his companion next to him, who had an almost outing-like, relaxed mentality, dozens of local newspapers from Roccofield had been sitting in front of him for a long time.

The middle-aged white gentleman, holding a pen, was constantly marking out information in the newspaper that might help him on this trip.

The Taoist priest withdrew his gaze from the window and looked at his companion next to him.

"Mr. Lincoln, you're still trying to convince those slave owners?"

It is undeniable that Lincoln, a middle-aged man who was rescued by him from a group of low-level dark creatures who supported the southern slave states, during a street speech three months ago after becoming the leader of the new Republican Party, brought great convenience to his later trip.

The Templars behind it also brought great help to their search for the demonic cavern.

"Of course, it's my job!"

Probably because they got acquainted with each other in the past few months, the middle-aged man did not look up, and continued to write and draw while saying in a deep voice.

Working?

The Taoist priest looked at the focused white man in front of him and shook his head secretly.

He had been in this country far from the East for a full year, and before he met the middle-aged man, he had been blindly searching for the local local supernatural forces, trying to go to the devil's lair as soon as possible to solve the seal.

He had just come down from the mountain and had just heard about the world, and he was seriously inexperienced in the world, and when he first came to this country, he was once at the bottom of American society.

Because of the natural inferior status of the yellow race in this country, he could not contact the local transcendent who was almost linked to the high-level forces of this country, but it also allowed him to see the distortion and sin hidden under the cloak of light in this country.

In the Taoist priest's view, the middle-aged man put aside the Templar status as an extraordinary being, and the party leader who was supported by the secular northern factory owners was no different from the Jefferson who was supported by the southern farmers.

It is no different from the end of the Ming Dynasty in the former dynasty in the East, the dispute between the Eunuch Party and the Donglin Party!

And the United States of America does not have an emperor in the Eastern system, whether good or bad, who can finally make a final decision, and this conflict of interests of equal strength will turn into a real internal war!

Raising the black tea wooden cup in his hand and taking a sip, the Taoist priest who was a bystander no longer paid attention to the middle-aged white man who was still busy at work in front of him, nor did he remind the new friend of his actions at all, but had some malicious reverie.

The end of the civil war is not bad!

After all, this United States of America is still one of the 19 countries that have established concessions on the vast land of China!

And the discrimination against yellow people is very serious, and the treatment of Chinese workers is comparable to black slaves, and the whole does not bring him a good sense!

I think back then, if it weren't for the transcendent realm of Dongfang Daqing, there would still be some bit of heritage.

Under the power of the Kyushu Enchantment, the Holy Bishop Transcendents who invaded the capital with the Nineteen Nations Alliance Army were exterminated in three strikes and five divided by two, and many high-level people were shocked.

Otherwise, the Peacock Ancient Kingdom next door, which has been carved up for many years, is a naked lesson from the past!

Thinking of this, the Taoist priest had a happy and distressed look on his face.

Almost all non-Western countries in the world, after being defeated by Western countries, have become their colonies, and their Daqing army has been defeated three times, and they can still barely maintain the dignity and autonomy of the imperial court, which is unique in the world at present!

Hey, this damn end of the Dharma era! The Kyushu Barrier of the vast land of Shenzhou can only last for more than ten years, and in the future, where should I go······

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Time flies quickly, and a long journey will eventually come to an end.

Just half a day after the steam train that the Taoist priest and Lincoln were riding drove into the land of Roccofell, the figure of Esalius finally jumped out of the horizon and was vividly visible.

At the railway station east of Esalieu, the capital of Roccofell, dozens of heavily armed bodyguards surrounded an obviously more ornately decorated exit gate, shielding them from the thousands of onlookers around them.

"What happened?"

"It's this kind of battle again, most likely some big man is coming to Esalius!"

"I heard that it was the ······ of the North who opposed the black slaves"

"Lincoln, yes, it's the idiot big man who opposes our slave keeping is coming!"

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"Whew!"

Just as these citizens were watching the noisy words and the argument became more and more intense, a loud and high-pitched whistle violently suppressed their voices.

"Boom! Boom! Knock ······"

On the side of the railway track next to the exit of the station, the melodious sound of the band playing sounded along with the sound of the train running from far to near, which gradually slowed down.

Among the high-ranking magnates who had been waiting for a long time, except for the big factory owners in a small half of the city, they really came here to greet Lincoln; Others, the big black slave farmers, who made up more than half of the upper class, only came here with a reluctant smile to show their basic respect for the Republican Party, the new big party in Congress.

A tall, bearded white man stepped down from the exit of the train car, followed by a yellow young man in an apricot-yellow robe.

"Ahh Is that Lincoln? ”

"It's Lincoln!"

"I love his philosophy!"

"Damn, the guy who wants to cut off our fortunes is here!"

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I have to say that whether you like Lincoln and his ideas or not, this bearded white man who often appears in the headlines of newspapers everywhere is indeed the out-and-out "protagonist" of America's contemporary generation, and a well-known "big star" in secular society!

His appearance made the citizens watching at the entire railway exit instantly boil······

Not far from the crowd boiling, on a three-story building, several medium-sized "white men" held up their monoculars and looked at the train station.

It's just that, unlike the citizens of Esalius City, who mostly set their sights on Lincoln, most of their attention is focused on the Taoist priest behind Lincoln.

"Yellow-skinned, really our compatriots!"

"Captain Li, I saw the embroidery pattern on that compatriot's robe."

"Yes, I also saw it, Taiji Diagram, Jade Sword and Talisman!"

"It's a person from the Shangqing Maoshan faction, not the sworn enemy of our predecessor, Taiping Dao!"

The young men with the best eyes in several squads were staring at the target carefully, while Li Changming, an old comrade who was the captain, was holding a fine charcoal pen and filling in the key words of their observation on the paper.

"Wait!"

Just after writing a few lines, Li Changming suddenly shook his head and shouted.

"You just said that there is a jade sword in the embroidery on the sleeve of that Taoist priest?"

"That's right, Captain!"

The team member who was still looking at it in front responded.

"Damn, Minister Li Gu guessed correctly, it was actually a 'real person'!"

"Quick, pack your things, and get out of here now!"

After the last time the information was sent, Minister Li Gu of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs had mentioned in a confidential telegram to him that the Vampire and Werewolves could describe the Oriental Taoist priest with the sentence "accompanied by the Templars".

Most of them are a true monk, a real person who has entered the Qi cultivation period!

It was a true transcendent who could be compared to the Knighthood Blood Clan and the Werewolf Lord, if they could confirm their identity and evacuate immediately, it would no longer be an existence they could match!

It's just that this team hasn't really seen a powerful transcendent in the past.

If they give up what they have and leave without anything, they may be able to abscond for a while.

But as they took the boxes and cleaned up the roof of the building, they rushed downstairs to find that it was too late.

A handsome Taoist priest with a slight smile on his lips stood at the exit of the building.

With those bright eyes, he looked at them······