Chapter 1515： New Sovereign

Although more than two years have passed since a war, the traces of the cruel battle still remain on the land that endured the war.

The M4 tank, paralyzed in the field, was already surrounded by weeds, and the remains of the puppet robot with the broken flying sword stuck in it, lying beside the cracked stone.

The desertification caused by the orbital bombing has gradually begun to be buried by green grass and small trees. The vitality of the earth seems to be stronger than imagined. It is using time to repair its wounds.

It is hoped that the hundreds of millions of people on Planet 2 have now fallen to the level of tens of millions. Most people live in cities, and their lives have become rich with the help of the Ailan Hill Empire.

A large number of people were transported to other planets and merged with the locals. Two years have allowed them to get used to the life of the Ailan Hill Empire, and with the help of the Magic Ball of Knowledge, their speed into the new world is unimaginable.

Two years ago, people who had only knowledge of the Middle Ages were used to walking under the bustling neon lights with their mobile phones two years later.

And these people who have become accustomed to the new life are now busy preparing for a war against whom they do not know.

Right at the place where the war broke out, the originally changed topography gradually began to recover. It seems that no matter what kind of damage people bring to the land where they live, time will heal their wounds.

I don't know how long it has not rained, but now raindrops are falling. These late raindrops moisturize the whole earth, allowing the plants that have just sprouted to pull out the tender branches.

"Om!" A door made up of golden light suddenly opened near the Shengjiao Mountain on the Hope 2 planet.

The puppet robot, which was cleaning up the wreckage left by the last war, stopped working and curiously pointed its camera at the strange light door that suddenly appeared.

An embarrassed white-clothed swordsman stumbled through the light door. He knelt on the ground embarrassedly, and finally raised his head from the soft and moist soil.

"Alarm! Alarm!" The camera on a puppet robot's face stretched slightly, and after focusing, it began to repeat a cold vocabulary in a hoarse voice that made the hair stand upright.

Next to this puppet robot, another robot with a weapon on its back immediately took off the assault rifle behind him, and pointed the muzzle of the black hole at the swordsman who had just struggled to sit up from the mud.

"Don't! Don't shoot! I...I'm here to talk, negotiate!" The male swordsman raised his hands, and he did this very smoothly, as if he had been training for a long time.

At this time, the face of the swordsman was completely revealed-his beard was still hung with dirt, and it seemed that this male swordsman was at least seventy or eighty years old.

The surrounding puppet robots did not start to attack, but just stared at the old man who broke through the light door with their guns in front of them.

The light gate behind the old swordsman gradually dissipated after a few seconds, as if it had never appeared before.

If it were not for an old man suddenly in front of him, no one might believe what had just happened.

But a few minutes later, the surging engine sound appeared near the distant horizon.

The four superjet engines of the Z-30 multipurpose transport aircraft roared and arrived at the scene of the incident in an instant.

The ruined Holy Religious City has not had time to rebuild it. It is still in ruins, except that there is an additional airport and a small barracks next to it.

These facilities are all for monitoring the remains of Cambridge near the Holy Religious City, so the plane arrived very quickly, with almost no delay of a second.

The puppet robots gave up an open space, and the Z-30 transport plane slowly landed. Just when it approached the ground, several magicians and swordsmen from the Nine Nether Sect jumped out of the cabin and landed in front of the old man in white.

"Lecturer?" A swordsman of the Nine Yous School who was familiar with the Heavenly Sword God Sect frowned slightly, and muttered.

Although the sound of the engine was very noisy, several people present heard his voice. These people stared at the old man holding his hands high, waiting for the other party to explain their intentions.

After all, the instructors of the Heavenly Sword God Sect weren't wearing white sword robes. They paid great attention to the details of this status and status, and they couldn't be wrong in general.

But the lecturer in front of him was wearing a white coat, and this kind of thing rarely happened inside the Heavenly Sword God Sect.

"I am indeed a lecturer..." The old man smiled awkwardly and explained: "I am here for negotiation..."

"Negotiating?" An elf magician pressed the long sword at his waist, wrapped Miaoman's figure in armor, and repeated suspiciously while looking down at the old man.

"Yes, the old man is now the new master of the Heavenly Sword God Sect... this time I came here... to have a frank and frank conversation with the emperor of the Ailan Hill Empire..." The old man introduced himself and explained this time again. The purpose of this.

"Sect Master? Isn't it right? As far as I know, shouldn't your Sect Master be Fu Yuanfeng?" The swordsman of the Jiuyou Sect was taken aback and asked.

The old man smiled bitterly, pointed to himself and said: "The old man didn't lie. Sect Master Fu Yuanfeng has fallen, and the old man Xiao Renjie... is now the new Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword God Sect."

As he said, he took out a token. The token did not look like a common product. It was crystal clear and filled with spiritual power. It was really a rare treasure.

The Swordsman of the Nine Nether Sect took the token, and saw the symbol on the token, and he was slightly taken aback--he had never seen the Sect Master token of the Heavenly Sword God Sect, but this thing didn't seem to be forgery.

According to the rules of the Heavenly Sword God Sect, if someone forges the sect master token without authorization, it must be a crime of ransacking the family and annihilating the family. Which lecturer is crazy and dare to do this?

"Since you are the new Sect Master, why come here alone?" Holding the token, the swordsman of the Jiuyou Sect continued to ask.

"This... the old man wants to see your emperor... There are some things that the old man can only speak after seeing him..." The old man claiming to be Xiao Renjie clasped his fists and said, "Please convey the old man's request to your emperor. , It means that the old man has important things and wants to talk to him."

The swordsman of the Nine Yous School handed the token in his hand to the wizard of the Elf race next to him, and then looked at a **** puppet next to him, as if he was asking for the opinions of two people.

The wizard of the elven tribe gently rubbed the token with his hand and took out the phone from his pocket: "There is a tricky thing here...maybe someone from the Royal Special Tasks Department should come and see..."

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Long Ling is much better! After using eye drops, I also took a lot of vitamins. Well, after all, it looks better, at least the code word won’t have a headache. But Long Ling’s eye drops are very miserable and he keeps crying. Every use is uncomfortable...