Saints are the combat power ceiling of the original seeds of good fortune. Wang Ran believes that those who come to participate in this good fortune election are not fools, and a considerable number of them must have touched this ceiling.

So instead of letting the civilization that has not given birth to saints take the risk of participating in the battle of civilization, it is better to give him resources directly and let his civilization take a step forward.

The reason why Jiu's civilization was chosen is that Jiu's civilization only gave birth to two strong men at the level of the ninth level of the altar, which is vulnerable to Lina.

If Jiu's surrender order is not responded to, the Church of All Things can easily defeat the opponent and complete this resource transfer.

鏹! 鏹! 鏹!

Wang Ran's perspective was forced to switch to a bird's-eye view, quickly passing through grasslands, mountains, rivers, oceans, and forests, and finally fixed on a magnificent cathedral.

In the square of the cathedral, Lina stood with swords in both hands.

"The Civilization War begins immediately!"

"Enemy's creativity score - A: A!"

"Enemy's cohesion score - A: A!"

"Enemy's combat power score - B: A!"

"The creativity and cohesion of both sides are equal, and the attacking side has a slight advantage in combat power. Now you and the attacking side have the power to choose the battlefield environment. Please make a decision within three seconds!"

Battlefield environment?

Wang Ran's mind raced, blurting out: "A large plain with no obstructions!"

"Begin generating the battlefield environment!" "

Both sides have half a month to mobilize for war, and participants will be teleported to the battlefield. After the mobilization period, the battlefield will be in a state where entry is allowed but exit is not allowed." "

When either side has a 90% battlefield occupancy rate that lasts for more than a year, the civilization war ends, and the winner gains ownership of the loser's seeds of fortune, and can decide the outcome of the other civilization."

This was Wang Ran's first civilization war, and he listened carefully to the rules.

The sky twisted, as if a scroll was slowly unfolding, with an endless plain in the picture, and not even a blade of grass on the plain.

When Wang Ran thought that this would be the battlefield for the decisive battle between the two great civilizations, he foresaw what a bloody purgatory this place would become. However, this was not the battlefield between him and Jiu.

Since there was a pre-war mobilization before the war officially started, as long as Jiu did not conduct pre-war mobilization and did not allow the church to participate in the war, he would be able to win the war without bloodshed.

The next second, Wang Ran felt that his perspective had been restored to freedom.

At the same time, a rectangular button with the three words "Participants" written on it appeared in the upper right corner of his line of sight. If he clicked it with his consciousness, a huge list would pop up.

The list was still blank at this time.

"Are you sure about the participants?" Wang Ran's eyebrows wrinkled all of a sudden, "Only people can enter, not weapons and equipment?"

He planned a powerful technological fleet, but he couldn't get in?

Wouldn't it be a waste of his efforts?

His figure flashed on the spot and appeared in front of Lina.

Lina looked at him with excitement: "God!"

Wang Ran nodded slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "The real war is coming. This time is a drill. Gather our troops. We will go there in half a month."

He looked at the vast illusory plain in the sky.

"Yes! God!"

Lina agreed, but her body did not move.

Wang Ran glanced at her in surprise.

Lina seemed to be prepared. She immediately said: "The church has known your divine prophecy. The thirteen guardian armies of the Universal Church will be assembled within a week. They swear to shed their last drop of blood for you and the church!"

As a saint, Lina can pass on the news with just a thought, so there is no need to leave here.

Wang Ran nodded and turned to leave.

Suddenly, a warm little hand grabbed the corner of his clothes from behind.

Lina's voice rang behind him, revealing a pitiful feeling: "God, you haven't come to see me for a long time, can you stay with me for a while before leaving?"

Wang Ran was silent.

God's life is long, and he has only recently felt it.

He spent more than ten years raising Lina, and his appearance and mentality are still the same as more than ten years ago, but Lina has truly developed feelings for him and formed a special bond with him.

Wang Ran sighed softly, "When no one is around."

"Yes! Father!" Lina excitedly threw away the giant sword in her other hand, and her petite body suddenly stuck to Wang Ran, her two arms as white and tender as lotus roots tightly wrapped around Wang Ran's arms, and swayed gently like a little girl acting coquettishly.

Wang Ran frowned slightly.

He did not develop fatherly love for Lina just because he had raised her for more than ten years. His feelings for Lina were closer to those of a brother and sister. Lina's overly intimate behavior made him a little uncomfortable.

"Lina, you have grown up. You can't cling to your father like before." Wang Ran sighed. He tried to break free from Lina's arms, but his body was only at the level of the ethereal god, and he was completely unable to shake Lina, who was a saint.

He failed.

He sighed again: "Lina, can you let me go?" Lina

shook her head: "No, father only comes to see Lina once in a long time. How can Lina let father go so easily?"

Wang Ran felt helpless.

He would not launch a [Time and Space Replacement], and then [Ghosts and Gods] or [Phoenixes and Trees] to push Lina away. This was too exaggerated.

He suddenly realized that he had another reason to practice, which was to improve his strength so that he would have the power to resist when his close ones tried to influence him.

The means he had now were too lethal and could not be used easily, which made him very powerless when facing Lina's soft and hard persuasion.

"Let me go, I'll stay with you for half a month." Wang Ran whispered.

Lina blinked: "Half a month"

"We'll stay in that place in the sky for another year. As long as you promise not to do such intimate actions to me, I'll stay with you for another year." Wang Ran paused, waiting for Lina's response.

The creators of civilization cannot participate in the war of civilizations, otherwise the election of good fortune would be meaningless, and the combat effectiveness of the participants would be directly compared.

But the creators of civilization can stay on the battlefield and bring spiritual encouragement to their own civilization, which is allowed.

"Really? That's great!" Lina let go of Wang Ran's arm.

Wang Ran pursed his lips. He vaguely felt that Lina rubbed him with a soft part of her body just before she let go of him, but he was not sure because Lina's movements were too fast.

"Lina, you don't have any blasphemous thoughts, do you?" Wang Ran's face suddenly froze.

Lina's body stiffened for a moment, and she forced a smile and said, "Hahahahaha, father, you think too much. I definitely don't have any blasphemous thoughts, absolutely not."

Feeling Lina's reaction, Wang Ran fell silent.

I seem to have raised my daughter in a wrong way. Is it too late to correct it now?