In the dark and silent place, a beam of light suddenly appeared.
"Guangming, what are you doing here?"
On the black earth, the ancient voice echoes.
"I'm here to discuss a business deal with you on behalf of Elf Express."
Under the shining light, the dead land wanted to revive, but it was wiped out by a desperate silence.
"I don't want to talk about business, get out!"
But the light did not leave, instead it shone even brighter.
"I'm sorry, Ming, if you don't want your doghouse to be burned down by me, you must discuss this big business."
Guangming's words were full of threats, which made the owner of the land angry.
"Guangming, you want to fight me?"
The light didn't say anything, it just became more dazzling and eye-catching.
"If you don't mind, I'll help you stretch your muscles."
The earth cracked open, and a shadow with a bull's head and a human body gathered in deathly silence, like an unshakable mountain.
"Hahaha...younger generation, do you think you can do whatever you want just because you've become a Divine King?"
"Even the Seven Ancient Gods dare not look down on me. Who do you think you are?"
The light was not afraid at all, and transformed into a golden figure leaning against the holy wheel, with the sword of light in his hand standing upright. The light of the entire world wandered towards the sword of light.
"Old man, I'm looking for you to give you face."
"So what if there are seven gods? The glory buried in the ancient times is gone forever. From now on, it is the era of the young."
"You have to admit it when you're old, otherwise you're being shameless."
boom!
The sacred sword of light slashed down with such force that the entire divine realm was trembling slightly.
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Xia Lan, the supervisor, yawned and sat on the Silver Deer, enjoying the red wine and delicious food fed by his beautiful wife.
A large number of people poured in, and with the help of extraordinary people, the lighthouse routes were quickly connected.
A large number of people poured into the Homecoming Bay in the northern plains. After a brief stay in the bay, they rushed into the northern plains of Bolavís without looking back to stake out their territory.
However, some people chose to stay in Guixiang Bay, and a bay mouth city took shape in the bay.
The mayor of Haixiang City is a bearded man named Trump. The nobles who came to Boravice commented on him as follows:
There is no elegance in the Kingdom of Faox because it was all eaten by Mr. Trump.
In the eyes of those who came to Boravice with swords to open up wasteland, he was a villain who combined cruelty, greed, and lust.
Blatant bribery, blatant extortion, and undisguised blackmail.
If there is a dispute, you can go to Mr. Trump. As long as he has money, he can be the best northern governor in your mind.
It took him two months to open up the Qianta route with a whip, and three months to build the prototype of Haixiang City with his greedy yellow teeth.
Whenever Mr. Trump shows his yellow teeth, the nobles who come from afar know it's time to bleed.
One has to admit that all the nobles who came to the Kingdom of Faox were very rich.
Products from Dawn City and Triumph City continuously flow into Haixiang City, but there is a feeling of supply exceeding demand, and this is despite the double exploitation from the Northern Governor's Office and the Haixiang City Lord's Office.
The desolate northern plains gradually became popular, and various titles were auctioned off by the Kingdom of Faox.
This gradually caused dissatisfaction among various countries, because as long as you have noble blood, you have the possibility of obtaining a hereditary title.
But the subjects he could command were his own serfs, and the land he could manage was only the farmland and manors he had cultivated. What was the difference between him and a landlord with an empty title?
Furthermore, with the appearance of Trump Governor's Mansion, City Hall, the court, the tribune, and the sheriff, many people noticed that the nobles of the Kingdom of Faox were a little different...
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