Chapter 420： The egg breaks in the nest

"Stab it--"

Fiery vindictive energy, along the sword's edge, blasted out, fell on the heat transfer tube, set off a billowing energy storm, the **** pattern engraved on the heat transfer tube, instantly deformed, distorted, disappeared, and lost its function!

The mana energy that filled the geothermal fort fluctuated and raged wildly in the small space.

Spencer plunged a sword into the ground, with the sword as an anchor, bitterly resisting the mana storm, a turbulent flow of energy, like a blade, cut on his face, causing him to burst into blood and pain.

However, the pleasure in his heart made him feel heartily!

A line of tears slipped from his cheeks!

He knows that if this sword goes down, he will definitely die!

But there are some things that someone has to do.

He is just the gate dog of the Mother of the Earth. He can't sit and watch his master fall into a cage. He can only admonish him with death, being open and honest with a clear conscience.

The terrible magic storm has not stopped, and the teleportation arrays are lit up in the geothermal fort.

The archbishop, the adjudicator, and the head of the earth... Almost all the big figures in Cuzco rushed in!

When their angry eyes fell on Spencer, they suddenly turned into shock!

"Spencer?"

"what are you doing?"

"Asshole!"

Anger, questioning, and shocking sounds echoed in a small space.

Spencer smiled, the tears on his cheeks have been evaporated by the boiling magic energy, he let go of the two-handed sword, the armor automatically unloaded, and he was in a gesture of grabbing with his hands.

"My lord has been deceived by the **** of the Internet. Spencer has no other choice but to do anything else, to admonish him with orders, and to seek peace of mind. The adults must not be embarrassed. They must be killed, and they must be easy to kill."

Spencer chuckled lightly with a generous expression of justice.

The magic storm of the geothermal castle gradually weakened, with a sense of depression.

"This…"

The big figures in Cusco looked at each other, and the absurd scene before them made them dumbfounded, and they also had a sense of inability to start.

hum!

When everyone was at a loss, the deep well land suddenly fluctuated.

The earth liquefies, bulges, and transforms into human form.

The moment they saw this human figure, the adults of Cusco looked terrified and saluted: "The Archbishop of Cusco has seen the great Mother of the Earth!"

Spencer's eyes widened, his expression stunned and bewildered.

The Mother of the Earth appeared as an incarnation of the earth. She glanced at the heat transfer rod that was cut off by a sword, then swept towards Spencer, her eyes sharp.

唰!

The ground under Spencer's feet suddenly liquefied, and each of his tentacles emerged, slamming Spencer and pressing it against the wall.

"It's not a pity for Spencer to die, I just ask your Highness...Be wary of the **** of the Internet!"

Faced with the anger of the gods, Spencer desperately issued his final advice.

This piece of advice made the tentacles wrapped around Spencer's neck relax.

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　"Dogs don’t bark kindly, and people don’t speak kind words. Spencer, I'm very disappointed in you. Do you think you are helping me? No, you are ruining me!"

The pupils of the mother of the earth trembled slightly.

Spencer’s pupils shrank suddenly!

Obviously he didn't expect that he would bet on his life, and he didn't even comment on the "loyal dog".

The Mother of the Earth took a deep look at Spencer, took a deep breath, and then sighed. The earth incarnation suddenly liquefied, like a drop of water falling into the rivers and lakes, and the ripples started to ripple on the earth, and then disappeared.

The Cusco executives were left looking at each other.

Spencer was eventually taken to the church dungeon.

After all, even the Mother of the Earth finally let Spencer go. How can you, those who have become elites, can't figure out the deep meaning of it?

Naturally, he did not dare to kill Spencer.

But I dare not discipline.

into the dungeon, waiting to be sent, is undoubtedly the best choice.

"Archbishop, what did I do wrong?"

The moment the dungeon door closed, Spencer called out the bishop who had imprisoned him himself.

"You and I are both the shepherd dogs of my lord, I am not qualified to judge you, nor can I judge whether your actions are right or wrong."

The archbishop hesitated, but was still infected by Spencer’s personality charm, and whispered:

"However, your actions did cause a lot of trouble to my lord."

Spencer grabbed the railing with both hands, his eyes fixed on the archbishop.

"The Internet God is in charge of the appraisal of the Godhead, and the gate of appraisal never fails. You are not curious, why can you escape the examination of the gate of appraisal?" the archbishop said quietly.

"Because I am the most loyal servant of my lord, I..." Before Spencer finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something, and the whole person was stunned.

"You, you have always been a wise man, but after watching the door for a long time, it is inevitable that you will be taciturn and get into the horns. What you do today is equivalent to giving others a handle. The **** of the Internet will inevitably use this as an excuse to **** the jurisdiction of the geothermal castle. right."

The words of the archbishop made Spencer's face suddenly pale.

After a while, he suddenly reacted and said with a strong smile: "Haha, isn't this just enough for Mother Earth to see the evil face of the Internet God?"

The archbishop heard this silently.

He was silent for a while, waved his hand, and a virtual screen unfolded in front of him.

The content displayed on the virtual screen is impressively above the city of Cusco.

I saw a ray of light shooting out of the hexagonal cavity of the honeycomb pyramid, among which pieces of goods floated up and down.

Some are specialties of Cusco;

Some are Kerviel products.

The virtual screen changes again, and the screen traces a product.

This is a bicycle-a children's bicycle!

The bicycle fell from the sky, and in the courtyard where the light beam fell, a young child, accompanied by his family, looked up at the bicycle with his head eagerly tilted.

Those big flashing eyes seemed to glow.

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　 When the bicycle hits the ground, the traction beam disappears, and the juvenile rushes to the children's bicycle with joy.

On the virtual screen, the screen switched again.

That is the woman's ecstasy when she got the new clothes;

That was the excitement and trembling of the magic apprentice when he got the magic wand he wanted for a long time;

That is the sincere smile when the street repair shop got a box of tight parts;

"..."

This scene of light and shadow stunned Spencer.

"My lord is merciful and gives the land fertility, so that the crops will be harvested. But our lord people obviously need more than the land creatures. For the people, our lord will not hesitate to feed the tiger with your body, why should you..."

The Archbishop sighed, shook his head, and turned away.

There are some things that he cannot say clearly, otherwise he will only appear as the mother of the earth.

This thing is that with the completion of the geothermal castle, in addition to supplying the express sorting center, there will be a large amount of mana surplus.

Part of these surplus energy was fed back to the local church, which greatly benefited the local church.

For the public, if the magic power is sufficient, the infrastructure can keep up.

If infrastructure can keep up, people's lives can be more convenient, governance can be firmer, and UU reading faith can be more easily collected.

In private, this part of the power to distribute magic power is in the hands of the local church seniors. What this means, there is no need to go into details.

Finally, the prosperity of connected shopping brings even more critical source-quality benefits to the mother of the earth.

The archbishop doesn't know how much the mother of the earth can share, but judging from the proportion of magic power, it should not be low.

With so many benefits, who cares about the erosion monitoring of the Internet God?

Or, if you don’t cooperate, will the **** of the Internet give up erosion?

Do not!

The Internet has long become a multiverse network of heaven and earth. Instead of confronting it, it is better to turn it into a rope and form an alliance of interests.

It's a pity that the archbishop can't tell Spencer clearly these words.

"Wait, this... Doesn't that mean that everything I've done is meaningless?!" Spencer roared.

"No, you have verified at least one thing." The archbishop stopped.

"what?"

"The egg broke the nest." The archbishop was helpless.

Spencer was stunned.

...

...

The Spencer incident was as big as the sky for the parties involved.

But for the huge multiverse, it is just a trivial matter, and not many people even know it.

At this time, the huge multiverse is all attracted attention by the online shopping.

An epoch-making revolution, swept by the general trend of the people!

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