When he heard this, the messenger was relieved.

In fact, Barbarossa XIII, who heard the reply, had the exact same reaction, and he let out a long breath of turbidity.

Lao Gong Xiang looked at him and smiled bitterly: "It seems that Barbarossa has passed the test." ”

Emperor: "This one is quite reasonable when he is willing to be reasonable." I don't know whose family is going to be unlucky this time. ”

It's good to meet a god who obeys the rules. What he is most afraid of is that he will not directly offend the other party, but knowing that this family has been scraped to the crust, he continues to ruthlessly assign tasks.

That's going to die.

Throughout the ages, there have been stories of mortals heroically rebelling against the tyranny of the gods.

It's a pity that the gods have not changed much, but there are too many dynasty iterations.

"It's none of our business, is it?" Lao Gong Xiang remembered something: "Your Majesty, we can release the news that their small actions have been discovered." ”

"Good ......"

Sure enough, the ginger is still old and spicy.

This kind of wall-riding approach that is not offended is very sleek.

Throughout the ages, worldly power caught between the new and the old has been difficult to please.

This is a fight between immortals in the standard sense of the word, and mortals suffer.

Fortunately, the God of Knight was a medium-sized god before he lost contact, not too strong, and definitely not weak. And His followers also have a neutral order, which allows Him and His followers to be both offensive.

This gave Barbarossa some confidence.

The pressure came to Rennes' side.

Before some things are pierced, everyone can treat them as if they don't know, or even play proxy wars, such as cultivating a mortal strength to fight against the opponent's white gloves.

But if you don't respond, you're weak.

In the war of the gods, this is a very taboo thing.

The physics school can rise so quickly because of Wren being tough all the way to the end, and he also sees people kill people, kill demons every time, and slay dragons in a fancy way.

It is precisely because of such abundant martial arts that the old forces reluctantly recognize the rise of the physics school.

Unfortunately, there are too many mountains, and there are always some forces that conflict with the interests of the physics school.

When Wren gives in, the factions can characterize the physics school, such as which grade it is divided into.

Just like now, the physics school is qualified to sit in the realm of the gods.

Sitting at the child's table, or sitting in the second seat of the outer circle on the adult's side, or sitting in the chairman, the factions are still waiting.

This is a kind of tentative competition that does not distinguish between life and death, but only between superior and inferior.

"Hell yes!" Wren is really irritable.

To put it bluntly, he was only a young man in his twenties before he crossed over, and other gods' stick organizations had been soaked in the sea of power in the god realm for an unknown number of centuries. Even if we don't go back in history, the bishops of all denominations are all old men over 70 years old.

People have played with power all their lives, and they are not more proficient in this way than you Rennes?

If Wren finds the reason, he can directly kill the door and output it in one shot, which is still simple.

The problem is that people play small actions through the official channels of various countries, and Ren really kills the door, and it is a big deal for people to sacrifice the official in charge of the operation, and they say that there is no such thing. Could it be that Wren is at war with those good factions for this reason?

[Order] Sometimes it's not good here.

Wren didn't even have a chance to talk to someone about this.

His disciples were either younger than him, and the two dwarf disciples were in an awkward position, as it was difficult for them to give advice to the 'One True God' on how to deal with the other sects.

Sophia and Margaret around them are even worse, it's a matter of position.

Wren is extremely cold (annoying) and quiet (irritable).

To put it more broadly, reducing the number of inner disciples is to reduce the probability of his Lei someone's continued promotion. He can only rely on his existing disciples.

At the very least, these guys are like bastards who deliberately make noise when they're resting.

So what are some ways to control noise?

1. Solve the source of noise.

2. Solve the noise propagation pathway.

3. Solve the people who hear the noise.

Ahem! I'm thinking about how to solve the problem from the perspective of physics, and I want to punish myself crookedly!

Ouch, some things in the world are so coincidental, and just when Wren was a little troubled, Barende came to visit.

"Master, I have a clue about the Shadow Steel Golem."

"Tell me about it."

"I've read a lot of ancient books, in fact, the manufacturing principle of the Shadow Steel Golem is not complicated, you only need to use the shadow fire to smelt a batch of iron ore from the shadow plane into steel in the specific space of the shadow plane, which is the basic structure of the golem. The key lies in how to find a strong and controlled soul. ”

Wren groaned slightly: "Actually, for me, the former is the key. ”

Barende watched as Wren flipped his palms, two thumb-sized gray figures grabbing all of his attention. He recognized at a glance that one of them was the Assassin Demon who had attacked him.

"The soul has been processed."

In other words, Barende would have been skeptical.

This is his master, a man who can transform his banshee girlfriend from evil to a heroic spirit. For the master's attainment of the soul, Barende is absolutely convinced.

"Master, that's just the issue of mining."

"No, that's not a problem either."

Coincidentally, Wren had the corpse of a shadow dragon in his hand.

He simply posted a quest for the Wanderer's class of professions - gathering shadow ores.

The mission requires that other participants shall not be attacked within the specified range and time, and the ore of the participants shall not be robbed by any means. The more Shadow Iron Ore you collect, the better the Wanderer, and the top 20 will be given priority to become a follower of the School of Physics.

Regardless of whether they join the physics school or not, the top 20 contestants will receive a free piece of Shadow Dragon Leather, the size and quality of which will be determined by ranking.

As soon as the news came out, the wanderers, especially those who had advanced to become shadow dancers, collectively boiled.

It's a carnival of shadow dancers!

Most of the time, the shadow plane is full of danger and extreme fear. Even a Shadow Dancer who has mastered the Shadow Jump will only enter the Shadow Plane for a short time, and will not stay in it for a long time.

Too many unknown shadow creatures have the ability to easily devour a high-level wanderer.

This time it's a little different.

The mining area belonged to the territory of the legendary archmage Wren Tesla, and before that, it belonged to a legendary shadow dragon called the Shadow Walker.

Having a lord in a place means that no other, more powerful creature would dare to do anything.

This kind of action, which far outweighs the risks, is enough to drive wanderers crazy.

The wanderers who had originally gathered in the outer institutions of the Physics School were gathered in a short period of time, entered the first layer of [Gong], and were then teleported to the shadow plane by the entire mage tower.

In just three days, more than 50 tons of Shadow Iron Ore were placed in front of Barend, and at the cost of the sacrifice of 7 Wanderers and the ascension of 20 Wanderers (Shadow Dancers).

(End of chapter)