"Yes, I am on the orders of the Emperor to go to the Land of Flames!"

Wang Zhenling's fluttering words blocked the West Plague Zhengshen back, making him speechless again.

After a while, he said: "We haven't been notified either......

But he didn't dare to question the Red Emperor's decision.

Of course, Wang Zhenling's actions were certainly not instructed by the Red Emperor.

However, it was also the Red Emperor who acquiesced, and even specially guided him to the miracle oasis to obtain the Black Emperor Divine Urn.

Therefore, Wang Zhenling said, this is the order of the Red Emperor, and it is not a false holy decree, is it?

Seeing that the arrogance of this Western Plague God was suppressed, Wang Zhenling smiled and said, "What happened to you over there, can you tell me about it now?"

Otherwise, our next actions will not be in conflict again!"

Na Xi Plague was completely angry, but he also said angrily: "We have been in contact all these years to support those dark sects in the Flame Country.

It's finally becoming the climate, but I don't know how you provoked that dark Ymir and made a big mess.

Now that the Flame Nation is fighting those dark sects with all its might, what are you going to do with what we want us to do?"

Wang Zhenling didn't think so, and the Red Emperor guided Wang Zhenling to the Miracle Oasis, and he must have thought that Wang Zhenling would take away the Black Emperor Divine Urn, which led to various chain reactions.

However, the Red Emperor did so, obviously not placing his hope on these dark gods, dark sects.

Moreover, Wang Zhenling also felt that these actions of the plague department were too petty.

After all, the Land of Flames is a kingdom of Shinto, and the real power is in the hands of the Flame Gods.

And the citizens of the Flame Nation are just a flock of sheep for them!

If there's a little mess in the flock, will the owner care?

I don't care at all, there are thousands of sheep in people's pastures.

Unless there is a mass death of the flock......

Otherwise, the master will definitely not care!

Wait, mass death of the flock?

Wang Zhenling looked at the West Plague Righteous God, and suddenly asked, "Do you have the ability to spread the plague on a large scale in the Flame Country?"

Xiwen Zhengshen said coldly: "Although it is not easy, it is not impossible.

More importantly, I am afraid that there will be cause and effect.

So our plan is to let the dark sects do it themselves......"

The so-called cause and effect is actually evil qi.

It is conceivable that a large-scale contagion will cause hundreds of thousands, millions of deaths in the Flame Nation at once.

Only such a large flock of dead sheep will shake the owner.

And killing so many living beings, needless to say, you can imagine the horror of that resentment.

There is too much resentment, and it condenses into evil. As soon as the evil spirit is completed, the catastrophe is imminent.

Even these plague gods don't want to take the initiative to take it!

However, Wang Zhenling still laughed: "His hero, my enemy." My hero, his enemy.

If the Divine Monarch can destroy the Flame Nation, even if it kills and injures billions of living beings, it will benefit my world.

Naturally, you have the merit of the emperor and the heavens to protect you, so what is the Divine Monarch afraid of?"

Xiwen Zhengshen suddenly blushed, knowing that his cowhide had been punctured by Wang Zhenling.

If he has the ability to set off a great epidemic in the country of flames and make great contributions to the conquest of the other world, not to mention the death of hundreds of millions of living beings, even if he kills all the people in the country of flames, he will also have no merit.

War is never a game, it is meant to kill people.

Especially the war between the two worlds, which is even more tragic.

At that time, a brief invasion of the Flame Nation caused at least millions of casualties in the Dongchen World.

What this Western Plague envoy said was afraid of robbery, it was clearly to put gold on his face, but in fact, he couldn't do it with the ability of the plague department.

After all, so many flame gods are not ornaments!

Wang Zhenling didn't mean to embarrass this Western Plague God.

However, those who have experienced office politics know very well that many times, when their colleagues can't complete their tasks, they often like to dump the blame on others.

Wang Zhenling just doesn't want this plague boss to be righteous and throw the black pot on his head!

"Next, my Water Department will also take action in the Flame Country, and when the time comes, I will ask my colleagues from the Plague Department to help me with one or two!"

Xiwen Zhengshen was slightly stunned, and said, "Is the Ministry of Water still planning to go over?"

Wang Zhenling smiled: "Isn't it the easiest place to earn merit?"

The god of the West Plague laughed when he heard this, which is exactly the reason. If the establishment of the court today is imminent, if you can't establish enough merits, how can you settle down in the heavenly court in the future?

Not only Wang Zhenling has a sense of crisis, but they also have a sense of crisis!

In the final analysis, the West Plague Zhengshen is not really here to shake the pot, after all, there is no one on their heads to control and inspect the performance.

I came here to scare Wang Zhenling first, and then strive for cooperation!

"That's great, you and I have joined forces to launch a flood and a great plague, so that the country of flames can be turned upside down. Xiwen Zhengshen smiled.

Wang Zhenling smiled slightly, which is exactly what he meant.

The so-called catastrophe is the only way to have a pandemic.

The Flame Country can support Wuhu and other clans to make trouble in the Dongchen World, so naturally they can also enter the Flame Country like this!

Sending away the Western Plague God, Wang Zhenling did not rush to act.

If you want to deal with the country of flames, you have to have a deeper understanding of the country of flames!"

Thinking like this, Wang Zhenling didn't hesitate anymore, and a little doppelganger came out and threw himself towards the country of flames again.

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And the city of Mar is a big city, and the city is usually built on the water's edge. The city is no exception!

At the very least, after entering this country of flames, after walking for so long, I finally saw a large area of green.

In addition to a few trees, there are more neat farmlands that have been reclaimed on both sides of the river.

Although it was not the busy season for farming, there were still farmers who were organized to rest and repair the ditches.

As you can see, the water conservancy facilities here are very well developed, and the ditches can divert water to every field.

There are no yeoman farmers in the Land of Flames, and all fields belong to the gods.

Because of this, all the farmers were organized and worked together...... It's like the Ida system in ancient times.

This kind of large-scale farming production has its drawbacks.

But it is clear that, as well organized, this kind of large-scale agricultural production is much more resilient to natural disasters than small-scale peasant societies, and grain production should be much higher.

yes!

This country of flames doesn't seem to have a good environment everywhere, and the area that can be cultivated is on both sides of the river, how much can this be?