It's too heavy, and Wang Sheng can only control it when he puts away most of the power of the Dao pattern.

But even so, one of his swords could crush the ground, weighing at least a hundred tons

After the cultivation was completed, the Dao pattern was completed, and Wang Sheng involuntarily left the flood wilderness.

He had reached the maximum amount he could take, and the mysterious seal flickered, pulling him back to the old turtle's back.

"Bang"

The old turtle, which was walking slowly, sank, and its belly slammed into the ground.

"Human, what are you doing, heavy for a while and light for a while"

It was very angry because it felt like it was losing face.

Thinking that its strength is terrifying, enemies of the same level can't beat it at all, but I didn't expect that even a human can't afford it.

Shame on you

"Hurry your way with peace of mind, what are you yelling about"

Wang Sheng chopped his foot, causing the latter to stumble and almost fall.

The old turtle stopped talking, and began to hurry with peace of mind, admitting that he was unlucky.

Here, in fact, it is not far from the city-state of Shutong.

In the distance, he could see a long fence and tanks

"What's the situation with me?"

Wang Sheng's jaw almost fell to the ground.

How could there be such a thing as a tank, how could the earth put such a weapon in front of those natives

He remembered the little friction that the chief had said

This Nima is going to war

"Hurry, hurry"

He patted the turtle's back and made a thumping sound.

The old turtle was helpless, and his speed was forced to rise a lot again.

At this time, in the city-state of Shutong, the atmosphere was strangely solidified.

A squad of soldiers wore armor and patrolled the city.

Once an unknown person is found, he immediately steps forward to lock up and detain him.

The city is full of clouds.

The mercenary union changed its direction and became deserted, and no one took the mission out of the city at this time.

They remember the day before, the Magus was angry and wanted to use magic to deal with these people.

However, within a few seconds, the Magister was still chanting the incantation, and a powerful light magic fell from the sky, almost knocking the Magister.

Since that day, the Magister hasn't been seen again.

It is said that the swordsman also appeared once, but before he could use his fighting spirit, he was broken by a stick that fell from the sky, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive now.

On the street, people are panicking.

The strongest are defeated, they don't know what to do and what kind of enemy they will face.

It is said that the enemy looked about the same as them, but spoke in different ways, and many people from the city-states were captured to study the languages of both sides.

In the City Lord's Mansion, Pusto's blue eyes were bloodshot, and he hadn't closed his eyes for two days.

Eventually, the people of that world came.

Moreover, they are resolute, and the weapons they have mastered cannot even be defeated by the Magister and the Sword Master, and they are still recuperating from their injuries.

Thankfully, there shouldn't be many of them, otherwise they would have been wiped out.

But even so, the people in the city-state were still scattered, preparing for their lives.

"Ahem"

Pusto coughed, blood running from his mouth, and he touched himself in front of him.

The steel monsters sprayed something at him, exploding like magic and injuring him.

Now there are still a lot of fragments in front of him, and if his fighting spirit is not wooden, he won't be able to survive at all.

If only my father were still around.

His eyes were low, he couldn't help it, he got into trouble with someone he shouldn't have provoked, and he affected his father, and he was reluctant to make a living.

Now, the city-state left behind by my father is also coveted by the outsiders and is in danger.

"Don't worry, father, I can't let others snatch your inheritance"

Pusto vowed to continue to review the documents with a strong spirit.

These are all arming, countermeasures, and those high-level warriors, intermediate warriors, one-star to seven-star and eight-star magicians, and so on.

"Report, Miss Kolsa asks to see you."

A messenger approached, and Pusto looked up, his expression downcast.

Kolsa should be her fiancée, and her father wants to see her get married the most.

It's a pity that the people are gone.

Now, he is a disciple of a magister, but he is just a high-level warrior.

Even if it is the city lord's share, it can only be climbed by the nods of those big people in the city.

As for sitting tight, don't even think about it.

"Let her in." Pusto didn't raise his head, squinting.

"Magic Academy student Kelsa, see the city lord."

This is an extremely beautiful woman, with long blond-red hair reaching to her waist, and her eyes are blazing, as if there is a flame of fire and charm.

Pusto would not allow himself to look into such eyes, which would disturb his thinking.

"Is there something wrong?" asked Pusto in a cold voice.

"I would like to inform you that the teacher's injuries have healed, and the Academy of Magic has officially joined the lineup to defend against foreign invasions"

"So, I would like to ask the lord of the city to give us some rights, such as free access to the city-state."

Keelsa gently put her hands behind her back, and the man in front of her was her fiancé not long ago.

But now, the two have no relationship.

"Well, I approved it."

Pusto nodded, motioning for Kolsa to step aside.

Kolsa turned her head and left without saying a word.

Everyone is already a stranger, and anything else will only seem unnecessary.

"Smack"

There was a strange noise, like a plank hitting the water.

However, Kelsa's face turned cold, and it was another time to go to war.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The noise grew more and more intense, and Kolsa became anxious and ran to the city gate.

"Boom"

Magicians began to fight back, but unfortunately, the effect was not very great.

Often, as soon as a magician rises up, his head will be pierced by a round object.

Kolsa came to the city, and without saying a word, she recited the spell and pulled the fire magic element.

"Howe Fireball"

There was a burst of light, and fireballs rushed towards the steel monsters.

However, it was still in mid-air and was shattered to pieces by those crackling things.

"Huh"

A bullet went through her hair, nearly shooting her in the head.

Kelsa broke out in a cold sweat, but she still gritted her teeth and prepared for the second fireball.

"Ahh

A warrior fell, and the armor he was wearing was pierced like paper.

"Saving lives"

Kolsa shouted, swinging a small fireball in her hand.

Halfway through, it was destroyed again.

"Block, save people here"

Suddenly, there was a shout from the other side, accompanied by seven or eight more people falling.

"Retreat, retreat"

Kolsa shouted that the raid had failed.

They retreated, and the steel monster did not pursue as if it were not moving.

However, the bullets did not hesitate to shoot one shot at a time, designed in turn.

Kolsa had just turned her head, but she felt something tug at her heart.

There was a bullet coming towards her.

"Not good"

A warrior stepped out, but only slowed it down, was pierced, and then still headed for her.

"Uh-huh."

Kolsa snorted and was shot in the thigh, which would have smashed her in the stomach if no one helped her fend off the shot.

"Uks"

Querca endured the pain and dragged the warrior back into the city-state.

This time the battle ended in a very short time.

End of this chapter (Take the flood to develop the universe...) 135135242)--

( Developing the Great Universe with the Flood Wilderness )