If you can be lazy, you will never do troublesome things! If you can save the process, you will never spend more effort!

This is Xiao Lei's purpose.

What's more, this Scorpion Dragon King is also very powerful - this strength is not absolute, but relative. Especially in this environment, the entire desert is under the enchantment of Zeus, and the real combat power of Xiao Lei and the others cannot be brought into play. Speaking of which, on the contrary, the strength of Achilles and Nia is far from enough to threaten the enchantment, but they can be used to their heart's content.

And Xiao Lei and Phoenix are more unlucky. The strength of the two is strong, but unfortunately, the stronger the strength, in this case, it can't be played.

"You...... What kind of magic are you?" The first to speak was the elven beauty, staring at the precious gourd in Xiao Lei's hand with a pair of wonderful eyes.

Xiao Lei smiled slightly: "This is an oriental spell, you won't understand it." After speaking, he shook the gourd vigorously, and there was a rattling sound inside, and laughed loudly: "My esteemed Black Fire Lord, can you hear my voice?"

Probably out of anger, the Scorpion Dragon King didn't make a sound. Xiao Lei sighed, put the gourd under his armpit casually, and glanced at Phoenix, and the smile on his face was somewhat ill-intentioned:

"Cunning woman, now let's talk about your problem. Xiao Lei wrenched a finger: "First, why do you know the swordsmanship of the Easy Sect!" The corners of his mouth twitched, and his smile was a little gloomy. Then he slowly pulled up the second finger: "Second, why do you know the 'hundred slashes to one' knife technique?"

After a pause, his gaze was fixed on Phoenix, as if to shoot into her heart: "Third...... When you fought that Scorpion Dragon King just now. It's a freewheeling technique, right? But you seem to be using the ground for basic introductory skills, which is stepping on the Seven Star Steps! Why don't you use a more powerful Loose Footwork, or maybe you don't know at all?"

He asked, and slowly pressed towards Phoenix: "The last question is also the most critical...... You, the oracle of the Protoss, Lady Phoenix, who the hell are you!!"

Phoenix took a few steps back, suddenly came to his senses, pointed at Xiao Lei and shouted, "You! You did it on purpose!" and then gritted his teeth and said, "You just deliberately borrowed a sword from me." I just want to see my true strength! Hmph...... You ......"

Xiao Lei shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "This Scorpion Dragon King is very strong. Only such an opponent can make you use real kung fu. He sneered: "But I'm curious, why would an Olympian protoss' divine envoy use the spells of our Eastern Land?

Xiao Lei's eyes were puzzled.

After he came to this strange space, the things he encountered became more and more strange.

A guy from the Olympian Protoss would actually use the swordsmanship of the Loose Sect! And a monster scorpion dragon king would actually use the Church's holy light system!

The world is upside down!

"Phoenix, how about it. Just now we said okay, I'll lend you a good sword, and you let me see your face...... Right?"

"Hmph, but you don't have good intentions when you borrow my sword!" Phoenix looked at Xiao Lei coldly, took two steps back, actually raised his sword and pointed at Xiao Lei, and said coldly: "Mr. Lei, no matter what secrets I have, what do these have to do with you? Why must you be so curious about my affairs? I don't want to be your enemy." I just want to use your power. As long as you're willing to help me finish here, I'll send your daughter back safely......"

Speaking of which, it seems that this can't impress Xiao Lei. Phoenix gritted his teeth and said simply, "If you can help me...... So in the future, wait for the return of the Protoss to the world...... As long as you Mr. Lei go, our Protoss will retreat! The Protoss will never dare to be an enemy of Mr. Lei! Mr. Lei will always be the most honored guest of our Protoss! This oath will never change!" Speaking of this, his eyes suddenly changed, as if he had made a difficult decision: "Also, if you like wealth, we are willing to give you the greatest wealth in the world......" Suddenly glanced at Nia again, and a strange smile appeared in her eyes: " Mr. Lei, I have accompanied you all the way, knowing that you are very interested in the elves, as long as the matter is done, the gods are willing to give the elves to you and be your servants!!"

"Phoenix!!" Nia's face changed dramatically, her face was full of anger and surprise, and she shouted loudly, "You are crazy! What right do you have to make such a decision!!"

"It's you who should shut up, Nia!" Phoenix Huo Ran turned around, stared at Nia, and said coldly: "Nia, although you are the patriarch of the elf clan, don't forget your identity, you are only a servant! How dare you speak in such a tone to a high-ranking protoss envoy!!"

"The superior gods?" Achilles suddenly sneered: "Haha! Superior servants? Phoenix, are you brainbroken, do you still think that this is the era of 10,000 years ago? or the era when you gods can kill and take away the servants!!"

Looking at Achilles' angry expression and his mocking tone, Xiao Lei instantly understood something!

Yes, I see!

I see!!

No wonder in the City of God, almost everyone is against returning to the world!

No wonder in the City of God, Achilles, as a servant, dared to be rude to a god like Phoenix!

No wonder in the City of God almost no one hopes to wake up Zeus!!

To put it bluntly, times have changed!

10,000 years ago, when the Olympian gods ruled the world, they were powerful, authoritative, and inviolable! At that time, the servants were the real "servants"! They were slaves, they were servants! They were subservient at their feet!

But now the situation is very different!

After that war that lost the dominance of the human world, the Protoss had weakened to an unprecedented degree! Even after so many years of recuperation in this small space. But it's still very weak—not even the number of the twelve gods!

There is even a new Lord God who is being selected from among the servants...... This kind of thing was placed 10,000 years ago, and it was absolutely impossible for it to happen without even thinking about it!

But now the situation is completely different!

In this space, in the city of God. If it is the Centaur race, the population is several times larger than the real Protoss!

Even the strongest warrior is no longer the glory of the Protoss, and this honor has long been taken away by the Centaur Clan!

The servants actually stood above the Protoss! Could this kind of thing happen 10,000 years ago? The answer is obviously: No!

Some of the Centaurs are powerful warriors, and they are also dual cultivators of magic and martial arts!

The elves have a large number of powerful magicians!

The Giants also have powerful warriors!

What does the Protoss have! How much power is left of the Protoss, who claims to be the master of everything!

Why are they qualified to continue to command these servants?!

When the servant is strong enough, more powerful than the original master, or can threaten the master......

In this case. Will the servant continue to be willing to be a servant......? Can you continue to be the master?

The current Protoss has not continued to be high. I enjoyed the qualification of others to crawl on the ground.

In any world, strength is the most solid asset! If you lack strength, who will continue to look up to you? Who will continue to submit to you?

In the current Divine City, the ratio of strength is relatively subtle.

Although the Protoss is weak, they still retain a few main gods. It's just that these main gods are obviously very sober...... Or rather, the reality has made them think very clearly.

They no longer have any intention of continuing to receive the absolute submission of their servants as they did tens of thousands of years ago...... They seem to demand only reserved respect and authority.

For this reason, they are even willing to accept servants to participate in the six-pointed star conference!

To put it more simply: you are strong enough. Who will obey you?

Now the remaining main gods of the Divine City can see it very clearly...... Or maybe they've been forced to accept it.

And it seems that only this Phoenix is a staunch "Protoss supremacist".

From her consistent tone, it seemed to be clear that she was determined to revitalize the Protoss! If she wanted to revitalize the Protoss, she would have to return to the human world! Otherwise, what future would she have if she stayed in such a small space the size of a palm? Otherwise, once the mana was used up, the space would collapse and disappear. Everybody's done.

And the other main gods are willing to return to the world so soon, and they are unwilling to wake up Zeus so quickly, and they think they have their troubles.

Zeus is not there. They are the supreme leaders of the Protoss...... If once the real boss comes back...... Hey!

Don't accuse them of being unfaithful to Zeus...... A leader has not been there for thousands of years, even if he once had a high majesty and a high deterrent, thousands of years is enough for people to completely forget him!

And a few servants have become accustomed to being free and free, and are no longer subject to the high-pressure rule of the Protoss. But everyone knows that Zeus is a leader who is known for his sternness and ruthlessness, and now the servants have regarded themselves as servants...... Who would want a stern and tough master to come back?!

Further on...... After thousands of years of survival in this small space, the Protoss has long lost the courage to return to the human world!

In this world, everyone understands the principles of "being ashamed and courageous, or "lying on the salary and tasting courage", "working hard" and "making a comeback". Many people are often "slumped" and content to "survive".

The current Olympian gods, in Xiao Lei's eyes, are really very similar to the Southern Song Dynasty in ancient China. After losing most of the country, not only did he not have the courage to regain his strength, but simply sank, satisfied with the temporary survival.