One day, the world was thrown into chaos!
Every living creature underwent bizarre mutations under the influence of an unknown force.
And it wasn’t just the creatures…
Human ci...
The arrival of the Holy City of Redemption did not provide much high-level combat power, and was only managed by Zhang Zimin, Ning Xingxiu, and Cen Qiyun.
But the effect of boosting morale is particularly obvious.
Even high-level weavers and mechanics, at this moment, have to consider... the possibility of failure.
Not to mention, there is now a "professional" Zhang Zimin controlling the formation.
The formation network covering the entire city is no longer just a rigid, passive defense, but has begun to take the initiative to attack.
At present, our high-level diviners have received assistance from three aspects.
One comes from the Great Arbitration, with tiny silver glimmers providing support from [Order].
One is from Gu An, the cold white eyes scattered throughout the city, which can restrict the enemy unexpectedly.
One was the internal power of the city's formation network, a golden-red light filling the entire city, sometimes appearing as a giant palm, sometimes as a sword...
As the situation reversed, Zhang Zimin also learned about the changes in the situation from others.
The Hall of Wisdom stretched across Jing'an City. He looked down at the low-level Divine Graces bravely rising up in various parts of the city...
There are tens of thousands of these divinely blessed ones, which can completely crush the low-level enemies entering the city.
Qing Siyou, Xue Wenbin and others betrayed the gods one after another...
After a few breaths of silence, Zhang Zimin suddenly burst into laughter.
Wisdom and divine calculation can calculate everything, but they cannot calculate the human heart.
And his current worries seemed to be unfounded.
The current situation is clear...
Jing'an City is about to win.
And it was, relying on humanity itself! They slapped the God of Wisdom hard.
Immediately, Zhang Zimin felt sad again...
These dead people can be said to be the backbone, the backbone, and the hope of mankind.
"Why didn't I realize Xue Wenbin was so capable before? And Wu Huaqing, Zhang Xiaokang, Liu Haijun..."
He muttered to himself, and then, the golden-red light became brighter.
boom--
Outside Jing'an City, the only three remaining first-level warriors were scrambling to deal with the attacks from the Great Arbitrator and Xiao Wu.
As an extremely special alien, Xiao Wu can fight with a first-level divine being in a short period of time.
not to mention…
The enemy fears the gods of wisdom and the gods, so don’t they fear salvation?
How could they dare to kill the "Holy City of Salvation"?
"Damn it! One of us should have entered Jing'an City from the beginning..."
At this moment, the only three remaining first-level people actually started blaming each other.
"If you can deploy your near-godlike form inside Jing'an City and slaughter those ordinary people, how could we possibly fail?"
"What a joke! Why didn't you stop at the beginning? Weren't you just afraid of being targeted and killed by Yu Xuan? It would be fine if you just blamed each other...but you also..."
"Seriously, our defeat is a foregone conclusion, and you still have the time to talk nonsense?"
The metal continent held up its shield, enduring Xiao Wu's scorching gaze. A synthesized electronic voice sounded rather coldly, "Think about how to explain this to the gods."
"It's all Qing Siyou's fault..."
The raging natural disaster was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly roared angrily: "Damn it, how could Qing Siyou be so bad!"
The silvery-white illusory Jing'an City had appeared above the natural disaster at some point.
When picking persimmons, pick the soft ones!
This first-level weaver of the element system is as weak as the flesh and blood system that just died.
The Great Arbitrator looked at the other party coldly, and the orderly Jing'an City fell with a bang!
…
"There are almost no people praying anymore... Are they disappointed after not getting any response?"
Above the raging sea, Meng Yi held the unconscious Wu Xuan with a frown on his face.
Now, he was completely in the dark about the situation in Jing'an City.
However, so far, "Little Meng Yi" has not brought any bad news about the death of an apostle.
This made him feel a little relieved.
Behind him, the sea opened its arms...