Xia Yu and his group entered the city in the morning. Kalai City seemed to have no defensive power. Seeing Xia Yu and others walking towards the gate, there were not even guards coming to stop them.

While walking Xia Yu, he looked at the strange city, dilapidated streets and old buildings. Just as the farmer said, this was a deserted city. The houses and alleys like forests all revealed a broken and decadent scene. Most of the windows facing the street were nailed to death with wooden boards, and occasionally there were completely lost windows, revealing a dark hole, which was a completely abandoned building.

Between the damaged cracks of the door, pairs of strange eyes peered at them through the cracks of the door. Some haggard residents stood timidly in the shadow of the street, watching Xia Yu and others pass through the gate and walk into the depths of the city.

This city feels extremely terrifying. It is clearly a sunny day, but Xia Yu feels like he has entered a cemetery.

Soon he realized that this feeling was not groundless. When he saw the rotten corpse lying in the stinky ditch on the street, the ascetic with his upper body naked, walking through the street, whipping himself with a whip and chanting incomprehensible strange prayers.

Xia Yu could feel that there seemed to be a strange force in the air, which made people feel very uncomfortable. It was this force that made the city look like today.

He took off his sunglasses and immediately saw a golden halo floating above the city. The energy fluctuation was radial and constantly spreading into the air.

He remembered this feeling. He felt it was radiation when he was in the Hunger Game!

And the closer the beam of light is to the center of the city, the stronger the radiation.

There is indeed a problem! It seems that the core of the Holy Spirit will produce strong radiation. This is not a curse. It is clearly a radiation disease. Is the core of the Holy Spirit a nuclear reactor?

He couldn't help but feel curious. How could such black technology be found in such an ancient city? And it is clearly the background of the world of myths, so why is it related to technological products?

To the companions behind him, he expressed his thoughts.

Black Cat said: "What's so strange about this? In the eyes of lower civilizations, many high-techs exist like God. The so-called God is likely caused by people's misinterpretation of unknown things."

"Do you seem to understand?"

"That's right, I'm a veteran group member. Usually, when running the group, I will give some obscure tips, ancient prophecies, legends, etc., which usually have some connection with the truth of the matter. The legend of the God of Light and the Dark Snake we heard before may hide the background of the story."

Dragon Rider said: "Our goal is to win the game, the story background or something, it doesn't matter."

"Then you are wrong. If you understand the story background, you can better explore the secrets of the game. Maybe there are some hidden elements that can help us win, or unlock the core of the Holy Spirit in advance."

Several people discussed it until they walked into the dilapidated city square, and finally a group of people stopped them. The leaders were several bald priests, wearing dirty white robes. Although they looked haggard, bald and bald, with traces of festering on their faces, they still tried to make a majestic expression.

Behind them were a group of temple guards in white armor.

"Stop, who are you?" a white-robed priest shouted.

"We are messengers of the God of Light, who come to purify the filth here."

"Rareless, this is the place where the God of Light sacrifices, and the holy land of the Holy See of Light. How can you let others say something wrong, the Knights of the Templar!"

The knights drew their swords one after another, and the special forces behind Xia Yu immediately raised their guns.

Just when the sword was tense, Xia Yu suddenly laughed, "Hahahaha!"

The laughter made everyone confused.

He said loudly: "Ignorous mortals, you have been confused by ignorance. Take a closer look at who I am!" The Phantom Art Change!

A dazzling golden light suddenly popped up on his body, and the light made his body and facial features blurred into an unrecognizable area. Everyone could only see a glowing human figure appearing in front of him. The human figure was extremely tall, looking down at them.

This is the suitable skin that Xia Yu only thought of after a night. To make people believe that he is the messenger of the God of Light, it must be convincing. It is most convenient to show a miracle or something. After thinking about it, it is the most convenient to start from the shape. He has considered various appearances, such as the fairy-like old man, the white-bearded man, and the golden little golden man, but he was confused about the three, so he chose the purest and most direct luminous human form that does not shine, so what is the God of Light?

At this time, as soon as he revealed his "true body", the guards were all stunned, and the priests were also stunned. One of them suddenly burst into tears and fell to the ground.

"Great messenger of light, we finally waited for you!"

I don’t know who reacted first, and they all knelt on the ground.

Xia Yu calmly accepted the worship of everyone. This feeling was really a bit ethereal. Although he was just a messenger, it was enough. If he really regarded him as the God of Light, he would be a little weak.

"Yes, I am the messenger of the God of Light. I felt the revelation given to me by God, so I came here. I came here to purify the curse of this city, heal your diseases, and take me to the temple! Call the inhabitants of the city, and I will heal your diseases and purify your sins."

The priests immediately led the way ahead and led everyone toward the temple.

In a shadow on the corner of the street, a side face wearing a hood flashed away.

It was a man wearing a black cloak, running quickly in the alley, and soon came to an abandoned old house. Seeing that there was no one around, he pushed the door open and walked in. Dozens of ragged dark cultists were gathered in a group, reciting the prayer of the Dark Goddess.

"The envoy of God, the enemy has entered the city. There are more than 30 people. The leader claims to be the envoy of the God of Light. Now they and the priests of light are heading to the temple."

The gentleman who was gnawing dry food nodded, "I understand, go down and continue to inquire.

Unexpectedly, more than 30 people came, and the gentleman was a little helpless. He originally planned to do something ruthless. If he could take advantage of the enemy's raid in the city, even if ten lives were exchanged for one life, he would make a big profit by just replacing two or three hundred people, but if he had more than 30 people, he would have a little loss.

After hesitating for a while, he decided to ask for instructions.

He took out a black crystal ball, rubbed it twice, and soon the picture came up: "The leader, the expeditionary army entered the city, but there were only more than 30 people."

This is True Knowledge Crystal. Each of them is exchanged for 50,000 yuan. In total, two are exchanged. In fact, it is just a communicator. If you add a magical gimmick, it costs 50,000 yuan. It is simply too dark. But there is no way. The exchange list of the Imperial Army is too garbage. It all writes cold weapons, war horses, food and grass, etc., but some of them are of some use that are related to the Dark Goddess.
Chapter completed!