My little country

Deep in the sea of ​​time and space far away from the dark continent.

A lifeless continent floats alone.

This is a dead continent, and the will of the continent has long since dissipated, making it impossible for this continent to give birth to native intelligent creatures.

However, on the black-gray land of this lifeless continent, the Ten Thousand Temples of the Pantheon stood high on its surface, opening the space-time passage to the secret realm of the Pantheon.

The secret world of the Pantheon is equivalent to a small sea of ​​time and space, hiding a supercontinent made up of dozens of lost continents.

None of these lost continents has a morning star wizard.

It is the gods who rule them.

The gods are carrying out a hierarchical theocratic rule on this supercontinent, and the patriarchs of the Pantheon divide their territories and populations for the gods.

In order to attract other true gods to join the Pantheon, it was promised. As long as you join the Pantheon, you will be able to have your own territory and believers in this supercontinent, so you don’t have to worry about being overshadowed by other forces. Depressed.

It is in the deepest part of this supercontinent that is dozens of times the size of an ordinary continent.

The God City of the God of Wild Hunt is located here.

This is a huge city made of white jade. The tens of millions of residents living in the city are all believers. In addition to eating and sleeping every day, they learn the classics of God in church classes and participate in large and small prayer meetings to hunt wildly. The gods gave their faith.

Ninety-nine percent of the believers here were born here, then died here and sacrificed their souls to become the heroes of God.

The whole process was natural and natural, and almost no one would question why this was done.

They naturally accepted the arrangement of the god of wild hunting, and they didn't even know that they were outside the city of the gods, outside the continent.

There is a new world, a new order.

"Ok?"

Above the city of gods, there is a huge white jade battleship with more than five floors.

Inside the battleship, wrapped in silver-white gilt armor, the wild hunting god with only icy blue eyes woke up from his deep sleep. When his eyes were opened, the ice flame flickered and illuminates the cabin, and then descended. For an instant.

He understood why his sleep would be interrupted.

"The Yanhuang Giants?"

"Son of God? And mention the owner of the Eye of Greed?"

The god of wild hunting began to recall his own memories.

After a while, he shook his head gently: "I don't know the origin of the greedy eye either."

"Could it be true that the son of God is right? Greedy Eye really belongs to the Yanhuang giant clan?"

"Analyzing according to the information obtained, this... is not impossible."

The God of Wild Hunt chuckled slightly: "It looks like a strong enemy!"

"However, I dared to get involved in the evil god circle and compete with my Pantheon for profit."

"How can I not fight when I wait?"

The god of wild hunting immediately sat upright, the boundless divine might no longer restrained, and suddenly burst out.

Suddenly, many elders in the Pantheon realized this divine power one after another, and realized that they were summoned by the god of wild hunting, and they transformed into a divine power incarnation to gather.

There is a relatively well-informed true god secretly speculating that this matter is likely to be related to the son of god.

Cthulhu, although not accepted by the Pantheon, I have to say that they are also taking the path of faith and becoming a god.

Speaking of it, it is actually the same as the Pantheon.

If it weren't for the chaotic attributes of the evil gods second only to the will of the abyss, and the erosion and seizure of the power of faith had almost formed instinct.

The Pantheon and each other were supposed to be natural allies against the wizarding system together.

Whether it was for profit or disgusting the original intention of other forbidden forces, the Pantheon was the first forbidden land-level force to secretly contact and trade with the evil god.

And quickly obtained amazing benefits from this channel.

Although most of the evil gods are confused and amused.

But they still have IQs. After realizing that trading is profitable and harmless to them, they often have a lot of special products from time and space.

These specialties are not very useful to the evil gods, but they are all excellent materials for the gods of the Pantheon.

The transaction once every ten years has caused many true gods to satiate their mouths.

Boom!

The meeting held by the God of Wild Hunt was passed quickly.

Then, only a few hours.

An incarnation of a true god appeared outside the city of miracles.

As soon as this true god incarnation appeared, it was surrounded by a large group of black-clothed guards, and there were more professional soul-type wizards around to avoid everyone being shocked by the true god incarnation spirit.

"I am the messenger of the Pantheon."

This incarnation of the true god was a young god who only became true god three hundred years ago and then joined the pantheon.

He wanted to please the God of Wild Hunt with all his heart, so after learning that there was such a task, he immediately volunteered to take it.

Then, he was thrown into the space-time vortex by the god of space and directly teleported to the lost continent.

This true god incarnation successfully landed on this land after being weakened by ninety-nine percent of his strength.

Although the incarnation of the true god has become a weak chicken, he still raised his neck proudly and shouted:

"I came with the will of the veterans of the Pantheon!"

"Let the Son of God meet me!"

"Pantheon?"

The black guards shook their heads slightly, they had never heard the name of this organization.

However, the wizards changed slightly, but they immediately remembered their own supreme lord, who could bully even the will of the abyss, and immediately regained their courage, and looked at the incarnation of the true god.

"Hmph, I don't care whether you are the Pantheon or the Eurasian Temple, you dare to directly break through the space barrier and descend to the City of Miracles. You are not the first, but it is definitely not the reason you can get preferential treatment!"

A black-clothed captain walked up to the incarnation of the true god and took out a set of iron chains and shouted.

"Be honest! Obediently tie your hands!"

"Huh?" The incarnation of the true god was dumbfounded: "You vulgar things, I represent the Pantheon!"

boom!

Before the words of the incarnation of the true god fell, several black-clothed guards circulated extraordinary auras to control him, and then tied him with an iron chain like a rice dumpling.

A piece of magic sealing tape was slapped on the mouth of this true god incarnation, making his angry eyes red and his hair standing upright.

But he was helpless to the black guards.

He is just an avatar, and a weak chicken avatar who was stripped of his strength because of the forced arrival.

The remaining divine power is difficult even to maintain this physical body, let alone cast spells.

Of course it is possible to force a spell to explode.

Of course, this true god didn't have the guts to blew himself up. Although the incarnation was lost and lost, but if he missed the pantheon's major event, this true god would never dare.

He had to keep the hatred in his heart, and was dragged by the black guards into an ice storage.

As for the news that he wanted to see Xiao Yu.

Of course the black guards didn't dare to press it down and reported it immediately.

just.

Xiao Yu was no longer in the city of miracles at this moment.

After scouring away a large number of treasures from the Dark Continent and the Glorious Continent, Xiao Yu had already ran back to the real world again.