Chapter 6876 The Revenge of the Light Lord Temple

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After making a difficult decision, Zhao Wuling finally let a group of believers complete the arrangements.

Raising his hand to wipe away the sweat, Zhao Wuling felt a surge of emotion in his heart.

"As expected of the Lord of Light, there is not even one extra person."

Zhao Wuling felt quite emotional for a while.

This time, every believer he brought into the Light Pillar Temple has a responsibility that they should shoulder. Everyone can find what they should do. Even ordinary believers can play their role.

One person is not too much, one person is not enough, everything has just been settled.

After Zhao Wuling conveyed the order, he slumped down on the chair, breathing heavily.

"But I'm exhausted. Is the Lord of Light really so strong?"

In Zhao Wuling's heart, he had a new understanding of Qin Yichen, and even changed his previous thoughts. He admired Mr. Sai's foresight and fell into admiration!

It turns out that what he never believed in actually exists, and there is no dispute about his existence!

Now it was his discovery that finally determined this matter.

When Zhao Wuling discovered Qin Yichen's "horror" from a skeptical attitude for the first time, he admired Qin Yichen even more.

"It turns out that the Lord of Light is so powerful."

"I can't even spare a single extra person. If nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to take care of them all this time, as long as my arrangements are in line with the Lord of Light's expectations."

After a short rest, Zhao Wuling set off in person to the outside world. He also needed to participate in tonight's action.

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As night falls, the last trace of the setting sun struggles to set on the horizon.

At that moment, countless people suddenly flew out of the Light Lord Temple, like endless locusts rolling in.

In an affiliated temple under Zeus, an old man with an old appearance was looking at the scene in front of him with worry on his face.

On the table, there are countless things, many of which are means of contacting other wild gods.

The old man paced back and forth in the room, waiting for news from others.

Suddenly, someone's voice came, and the old man quickly returned to the table.

"Any news?"

"Who has news?"

The two voices that appeared almost at the same time made the old man slightly embarrassed.

He looked at the scene in front of him, thought for a moment, and finally shook his head slowly.

"What the hell are these people doing? Aren't they just wild gods? They can't even deal with this. It's really a waste of money to raise them."

As the old man complained, responses suddenly came from the countless objects placed on the table.

"I'm also puzzled. My men can't deal with wild gods, but they can't even take down a temple without a main god. This has been delayed for so long, and there's still no news."

"What's your name? The Gou Chen I sent has killed several wild gods and is very powerful."

"Don't be so jabbering. What's going on now? Has anyone got any news from my subordinates?"

Following this question, everyone fell into silence.

Let alone news, even some temples cannot find their followers.

It was as if he had completely disappeared from this world.

An inexplicable pressure suddenly hit my heart.

In this unspeakable silence, the old man opened his mouth, as if a breath was blowing out from his chest, and he finally managed to hold back the words.

It took the boss's strength to speak out those words again.

"They won't. Are they all destroyed?"

When the old man struggled to say these words, everyone became even more silent.

Of course they knew who the person they were joining forces to deal with was someone even Zeus wanted to win over.

But now, they have no such opportunity at all.

After the old man said the first sentence and admitted that the fastest situation would occur, his heart suddenly became clear.

A full half day has passed since they set off, and until now, no news has been sent back. The only possibility is total annihilation.

He had just looked through the window, and there was nothing strange about the Light Lord Temple outside. Everything was as calm and indifferent as usual.

The old man sighed.

"If they have been destroyed, do we have to prepare for the worst?"

They had already tried it once, but to no avail.

From the beginning, they had such a guess, but they were too confident in the strength of their men, so they completely covered up the worst possibility.

Now, it's time to ask this crucial question.

The old man took a deep breath and slowly pressed his palms on the table.

"We have the right to assume that if they are destroyed, it is very likely that the Light Lord Temple has obtained our intelligence and news. How should we deal with this matter?"

After some further deliberation, everyone finally came up with a passable argument.

Just pretend they don't know anything and say they don't know what these people are doing.

After all, they are also subordinates of Zeus. Since the Light Lord wants to work under Zeus, he should understand what will happen if he offends so many of them.

The old man once again confirmed his words with everyone, and then sighed.

"I didn't expect that I, an old man, would be reduced to the point where I need to rely on lies to survive."

The old man shook his head and sighed.

But there was clearly no emotion in his eyes, not even a hint of remorse.

He only hates that the Light Lord Temple is too strong, and only hates that the people in his hands are too weak.

I just hate that this light master should not have appeared at this time and stolen their limelight.

After being convinced, everyone planned to prepare individually to face the accusations from the Light Lord Temple.

Just when the old man stopped talking and was about to completely erase the sound transmission medium on the table, he hesitated for a moment.

To destroy these things is to completely eliminate the evidence of guilt.

But now, eliminating the evidence means that the relationship between him and everyone else will become very delicate.

After some hesitation, the old man still chose to put the gift into the storage ring.

However, just as he put the last item into the storage ring, a chill suddenly came to his hands.

The old man was slightly startled and slammed his left hand down to his right side.

"who!"

boom!

With a roar, countless tables and chairs in the room had been overturned.

A wave of air swept over him, and everything around him seemed to be overturned by the wave of air.

But as the air wave reached the corner of the wall, it finally stopped.

The old man's eyes were slightly bright.

There are many people who can block his wave of energy, but there are only a handful of people who can neutralize his attack so calmly.

The appearance of such a powerful enemy must be a danger that he cannot face alone.

"who are you!"