High-profile King

Although Zhang Jiao's remarks were sophistry, they were well-founded, and Ibrahimovic couldn't help but admire him, but he became more competitive in his heart.

So he organized some language and explained: "Mr. Zhang, you can hear the tragedies in Zitelun and Gongshan City, and you have conducted a serious investigation.

I should have deliberately learned a lot about the extraordinary knowledge of external gods for this, but have you ever thought that external gods are supreme and isolated.

In theory, an external **** represents a great ethnic group, civilization, and authority in the universe, so it is very rare that two external gods cooperate with each other at the same time..."

"It's not that rare," Zhang Jiao interjected noncommitantly, "The spiritual catastrophe that was just'cleaned' by the mighty, when it happened in Nanyang, it was not that the'dead of life' and the'king of the deep sea' cooperated. Has it subverted the Monster Race Dragon Court?"

Ibrahimovic choked, thinking about it: "But that is a special case. It is an accident by chance, and it is caused by the unique temperament of the'King of the Deep.'

Among all the outer gods, only this immortal likes to take advantage of the situation to make waves, and the supernatural catastrophe is different from supernatural events..."

Hearing an expression of disapproval on Zhang Jiao's face here, he interrupted Ibdukhin's words, "Priest Ibdukhin, I feel that the supernatural catastrophe and the supernatural incident are also tragedies caused by the power of an external god.

It's just that the scale and degree are different, so they should be the same in nature. "

Once again, he took the subject off track, and Ibu Duxin finally lost his patience, frowned and said: "Mr. Zhang, you have your ideas, and I have mine.

In short, in my opinion, the corpses left over from the Qitelun tragedy are hollow and heterogeneous, just like the corpses at the scene of the Gongshan tragedy, but they are by no means a joint work of a reconstructor, a long desolate state, or a master of nothingness. for.

It was the believer of the new born foreign **** who was scrupled by Lord Ju Mo and the one-eyed heavenly king, who shot and contaminated.

As for the difference in the characteristics of the dead bodies of the victims in the two places, it shows that the new **** is constantly growing, and the speed far exceeds everyone's imagination.

Don't say thousands or tens of thousands of years, I am afraid that within a few hundred or decades, he may have come to the point of offering sacrifices to the civilization of the Continent.

At that time, all of us will face the disaster of extinction!

However, Yiyuan, who was chosen by the new **** first to sacrifice two cities one after another, might have been destroyed long ago. "

Regardless of whether Ibrahimovic made up his own "theory of world destruction" casually, or was really so sharp, he broke through the connection behind the tragedy of Qite Wheel and Gongshan City, and in short, came to a conclusion quite close to the truth.

Zhang Jiao can only continue to snarly: "Priest Ibrahimovic, your eloquence is very good, very inciting people, and preaching should be a good hand.

But it's a pity that I am not the kind of person who tends to believe in blind faith.

So like you said, you have your ideas, and I have mine.

You want to use your own thoughts to influence me and let me make the theory that what new gods have caused the tragedies in Qiitelun and Gongshan City. It is impossible to write the official report of the Yiyuan Congress. "

"Your Excellency is really clever, and I guessed my thoughts all at once," Ibrahimovic said in silence for a moment when he heard the words: "But why can't you think more about it, the Desolate Realm or the Reconstructor..."

Zhang Jiao didn’t want to continue to play this brainstorming game with Ibduxin, so that he would have more correct associations, waved his hand and said: "Okay, priest Ibduxin, I invite Boss Song into the camp, but I just want to not meet again for a long time. Chat with your friends and relax.

After all, seeing thousands of corpses at the scene of the giant spiritual catastrophe during the day, even if they were not spiritually infected, they would be very depressed.

Come over with Boss Song. If you are a personal friend, welcome to drink and chat together.

But if you come to see me because of other things, it's troublesome to contact me through official channels.

As an important member of the Yiyuan Congress, time is precious. "

As long as the subject of the conversation is willing to continue the conversation, there is a possibility of being persuaded no matter how much they stand.

But if there is no willingness to talk about it at all, even if the lobbyist talks about lotus, it is all truth and useless.

Imbudo was pleased to see that Zhang Jiao was extremely stubborn, and finally gave up the possibility of convincing him at one time, and sighed: "Mr. Zhang, facts speak louder than words.

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I estimate that after a while, there will be another tragedy of the third massive supernatural event in Yiyuan.

Then you will know who we are right and who is wrong.

Goodbye. "

After that, he whispered a few words in Song Yue's ear, bowed to Zhang Jiao and Li Binzhu to bid farewell, and walked out with the follower.

"The magic stick that came to look for the spray has finally gone." Zhang Jiao watched Ibu Duxin disappear from his back, smiled and applauded: "I let the chef prepare dinner, let us turn our heart palpitations into appetite, and have a good meal. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"Zhang Xiaobao, why haven't I noticed before, your mouth is so damaged." Song Yue said dissatisfied.

"That's because you haven't been so nagging before." Zhang Jiao curled his lips and said, "Okay, Boss Song, I'm going to the back kitchen. Let's talk slowly with the boss."

After that, he also walked out of the asbestos brick house, while discussing dinner, while sensing the family members who had penetrated into the sand sea thousands of miles away, he began to transform the city of Osturm.

This is an oasis with an area of ​​about 3 to 400 square kilometers. Due to geological reasons, the cost of building high-rise buildings is too high, so the highest floor in the city is about 5 floors.

And because of the conservative teachings of the Crescent Moon, which emphasizes restraint, and regards pleasure as depravity, even though it is only around 7 o'clock in the evening, the oasis is already silent.

The streets were empty, with only a handful of religious police officers wearing black robes, holding long rubber sticks, covering their faces and heads with black cloth, showing a pair of black eyes, patrolling around, fulfilling their ‘sacred’ duties.

Although these police officers are ‘policemen’ in name, they actually represent the teaching rights of the Crescent Church in Osturchi.

If the general public is caught by them while wandering on the street without a valid reason after nightfall, the man can just cut off his hands without any unnecessary intention to steal.

Women even do not even need to do nothing, and if they are sentenced to misbehavior, they can be punished with stoning, that is, they can be stoned to death.

Because of their immense power, the religious police are mostly tyrannical and pious, and their personalities tend to go to extremes. No matter how small things happen to them, they will be severely punished as long as they don't comply with the Crescent Canon.

Small things turn into big things, and big things make it impossible to talk about, which is very normal.

Even after doing it for a long time, almost everyone has a few lives in his hands. Not to mention the collision, even if he is caught in his eyes, there is a panic, and he can't avoid it.