The next full day was the most incredible day Sorida had ever experienced. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

She is walking towards a huge and magnificent city.

The wide and straight dark green central road is made of whole pieces of flat stone slabs, and I don't know how much work they have to spend to find so many stones, and then polish them piece by piece to be smooth and smooth.

As far as the eye can see, not a single tree can be seen, but when you look up, you can see the complete, clear and transparent sky like blue crystal, the sun is so bright, so warm!

"This is the City of Light! the home of a great tribe!" exclaimed one of the elders, whose mood had become much more stable, and when he first entered the city, he fell to his knees and bowed down at the sight of the smooth stone path, which he thought was the path that the gods had trodden when they ascended to heaven.

The guide smiled: "This is not a city, this is just a temporary camp of the Alliance, now this road is just a secondary road connecting the Thundering River and the Alliance camp, the first road is the road connecting the camp and the city of Tenotiran, it is three times as wide as this road, and the materials used are better, that is the road to the sky!"

The crowd was amazed, and the elder asked, "Then why is the venue not in the city of Tenotiran but in the makeshift camp?"

"Because the city of Tenotiran has not yet been completed, it will be about half a month younger. ”

"How many of you are there?"

"Not much, only about 5,000 adult men. ”

The crowd was amazed again.

Sorida suddenly noticed a small cross on each of the huge floor tiles, and she pointed to the small cross and asked, "What is this cross?"

"The symbol of the Cult of the Dark God. All objects that bear the power of the dark god bear this mark. ”

"The Dark Walker just now—"

"Yes, it's all together, do you see those people over there wearing black robes and white crosses, that are the priests of the Cult of the Dark God. ”

The guide said with emotion, "There is no one in the alliance who does not know the Cult of the Dark God. They generously shared the will and skill of the dark gods, and do you know how long it took to build this path? ”

The crowd exclaimed for the third time.

Sorida's eyes sparkled, "Can I invite a priest of the Cult of the Dark God to come back and preach?"

"Of course, but this must be agreed upon by the Alliance's Supreme Council and the High Priest of the Cult of the Dark God. After the meeting, I can take you to the Council and the Dark Temple to try your luck. ”

"Thank you so much!"

When Sorida arrived at the venue, it was already noon, and she found that she was the last to arrive, and the representatives of the other five tribes had already arrived.

Standing at the forefront was the first chief of the Alliance, Chief Hall Addison. He greeted Sorida with a smile on his face: "Welcome friends of the Pagchiano tribe! I feel your friendship for your tireless trek through the dangerous jungle! Thank you!"

Sorida was flattered and hurried to return the salute. Hall Addison chuckled and invited everyone into the venue.

The venue is a large square platform, and below the platform is a wide square.

As everyone sat down in the middle of the room, Hall Addison said, "I invite you here today to tell you good news. After the negotiation of the two tribes of the Divine Citadel and Yanoma, the Shenma Alliance will go one step further and establish a new country, Tenotiran. ”

There was a burst of exchange of words in the venue.

Waiting for his voice to fade into silence, Holaddison continued: "At the beginning of next month, the city of Tenotiran will be rebuilt. It was the capital of the Gonoziks. Since the capital city has been rebuilt, the country of Tenotiran will naturally have to be rebuilt, but fortunately, the two tribes of the Divine Citadel and Yanoma were originally descendants of the Gunoziks, which can be regarded as justifiable. ”

Someone asked, "What about the Atlas? They have always claimed to be the orthodox descendants of the Gonoziks." What will they think of the establishment of Tenotilan? Chief, I'll be blunt, you have five thousand grown men, and we can't compare to that. However, Atlas sacrifices more than 20,000 elite warriors every year! If it annoys Atlas, I'm afraid it won't be good!"

Hall Addison laughed, "That's what I'm worried about. Guys, if the Shenma Alliance can't resist Atlas, you definitely can't resist either, right? When the time comes, they want you to sacrifice your father, brother and children, will you do it?"

Someone felt bad: "Chief, you called us, it means ......"

"A clenched fist has strength. Ladies and gentlemen, we must unite to defend our land and our families!"

"What if not?"

Hall Addison laughed: "I invited you to come today, I am polite to talk about things, not to invite you to fight." If things fall apart, it's not good for anyone. ”

"You just said it well, defend your land and your family. I wonder, chief, where will the territory of this Tenotiran be established?"

Without hesitation, Holaddison raised his hand and drew a large circle: "All the places where there are jungles, rivers, and swamps are the territory of Tenotiran, and the territory when the Gunozik people were restored, is there any doubt about this?"

The man laughed, "So, you're going to swallow Atlas too?"

"Haha, that's a bit too much, but that's the way it is. The ancient Noziks split into three tribes, Atlas, Citadel, and Yanoma, and they are nothing if they are combined, right?"

"Chief, I've never heard of a river snail eating a crocodile. Atlas is too powerful, fortunately it didn't pay attention to us, now you want to take the initiative to provoke it?

Hall Addison slowly stood up: "The Dark God Cult has a saying, 'In someone else's territory, show respect for him, otherwise don't go there'. It's okay if the Okdawil tribe doesn't agree to this matter of unity, but what kind of religion do you believe, it's a family matter of the alliance, and you have to intervene in this?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense!

The man was not afraid at all: "I don't want to worry about the affairs of the alliance. You want to drag these thousands of people from two tribes to die together, and I don't care. In a word, you can play as much as you want, and the Okdawil tribe does not accompany you. If you want me to take this head, but if you cut me off, I don't know if it will disturb the interest of everyone here!"

Hall Addison's single eyebrows rose slightly: "It seems that everyone is a little excited, so let's take a rest first and have a drink?"

The man snorted coldly and sat down loudly, looking like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

In a nondescript hut not far from the venue, Duck and George were watching their every move through the True Sight Circle.

Duck said: "It seems that this Okdaville tribe is the iron core of Atlas!

George sighed: "There are really guys who don't know whether to live or die, this tribe is finished." But it's obviously not appropriate to cut people here, it's time for the soft knife to appear, Dark, serve the wine!"