Chapter 1158 The Golden Thighs of the Gods!

The Human Alliance, the junction with the Protoss Star Territory.

Spy No. 1 received Su Chen's order and rushed here quickly to prepare for his next mission.

At this time, Spy No. 1 was on a planet in the Protoss Star Domain, observing in secret.

There are no humans on this planet, only a large number of cosmic races, with at least dozens of cosmic races mixed in. They are all vassal races controlled by the gods.

Unlike humans, the number of gods is so rare that there may only be a few gods in a large galaxy. On such an edge planet, there is not even a single god.

Spy No. 1 just wanted to find out some information about the Protoss. As the saying goes, only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle.

He disguised himself as one of the most ordinary cosmic races and walked around casually in a dilapidated market that was inferior to even a human town.

Looking at the primitive society-like place around him, Spy No. 1 was speechless. He thought that the Gods would give some basic treatment to his vassal races, but now it seemed that he was overthinking it.

From the beginning to the end, the Protoss never cared about the life and death of these vassal races. The meaning of their existence was just to serve as watchdogs for the Protoss.

"Brother, would you like some blood sausage? It's definitely delicious. If it doesn't taste good, it's free." At this time, a cosmic race setting up a stall nearby greeted Spy No. 1 enthusiastically.

Spy No. 1 took a look, but there was no change on his face, even though the scene in front of him was very bloody.

As mentioned before, these are all cosmic races, and their eating habits are very different from humans. The biggest point is that they like to eat raw!

What Spy No. 1 saw was a large pool of intestines of various races placed on a table, with blood flowing.

A cosmic race that looks like a snake is holding several large knives and cutting these intestines into sections.

"No, I just ate." Spy No. 1 refused the other party's invitation, but he did not leave. Instead, he took out something similar to a horn, handed it over, and asked casually: "There are adults from the God Clan coming over recently. ?"

The stall owner put away the corner at an extremely fast speed. This is the trading currency here and is very valuable.

"Even if the adults of the God Clan are here, we can't reach them at our level, but..." The boss looked left and right to make sure no one was staring at them. Then he whispered: "I have a relative who is a planet Lord Controller’s guard, when he was drinking with me a few days ago, he accidentally revealed important news. It seems that a Lord from the God Clan has arrived at Lord Controller’s mansion.”

"Looking at the guest's appearance, it seems that he also wants to become a follower of the God Clan, but I still advise you, this is too dangerous."

"There used to be many races that were just like you, hoping to catch up with the gods and soar into the sky, but they all failed. There is only one fate for losers..."

"die!"

Spy No. 1 did not deny the other party's speculation: "This is my only chance. Thank you very much, boss."

With that said, he left a horn again and left.

The boss looked at the leaving figure of spy No. 1, shook his head helplessly, and continued to sell his blood sausage.

As an elite spy, Spy No. 1 would certainly not believe what a cosmic race said. He later received a lot of information from various channels, confirming that a god race had indeed appeared on this planet.

When a secret is known to many people, it is no longer a secret. On this planet, many races know about it, but they do nothing.

It is indeed a good thing to have a relationship with the Gods, but why would the Gods look down on you?

If you don't have any special abilities or extraordinary strength, will the Gods make you a follower?

The purpose of Spy No. 1 is naturally not to become a follower. He wants to replace this protoss and blend into the higher echelons of the protoss.

He knew from the commander that all the constellation-level experts of the God Clan seemed to have disappeared, but this news was not 100% certain and he needed to verify it himself.

Sneaking into the residence of a planet controller is simply too easy for Spy No. 1.

The controller of this planet is only the seventh level of the small galaxy. On such a marginal planet, his strength can be considered very strong. In the eyes of the No. 1 spy, he can kill with just a breath.

Spy No. 1 easily entered inside and found the planet controller and the god!

What surprised Spy No. 1 was that this protoss seemed to be seriously injured.

"Sir, you deliberately asked me to secretly spread the news of your existence. What is the purpose of this?"

A cosmic race that looked like a toad was lying on the ground, looking at the Lord of the Gods in front of him with a pair of puzzled eyes.

Like Rice, everyone in the Protoss is unparalleledly handsome from a human perspective. Their looks are so terrifying that they surpass all the stars in the human race.

"As long as people know that I am here, some guys will not dare to let people come to assassinate me." The God Clan man said lightly, but the next second he coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Spy No. 1 just listened secretly and probably learned something about the situation.

The Protoss is not so stable inside. This Protoss was almost killed by another Protoss and fled to this edge planet. When he got here, he had no place to go. In order to save his life, he could only choose to disclose his identity.

In this case, no matter how crazy that protoss is, they would not dare to challenge the laws of the protoss!

You must know that the God Clan has regulations that do not allow people to kill each other. If there is a conflict over life and death, then only by waiting for permission from above can we decide who can live through a head-on battle.

Once this method of assassination is discovered, the protoss who takes action will definitely die!

All this is because the number of the Gods is too small, and each one of them will die.

At this moment, the God Clan man suddenly snorted: "Who is there!"

Spy No. 1 appeared in front of him silently, and without waiting for him to speak, he directly controlled his mind. The strength gap between the two sides was too big, and Spy No. 1's mind control was easy.

Spy No. 1, who originally had incomplete spiritual power, finally perfected his spiritual power and became a normal spiritual power after a period of hard training.

No one knows what happened in this room.

But the next day, everyone on the entire planet knew that a protoss master named Li Chao was going to officially accept some followers here. This incident suddenly became the headlines on the planet and aroused the concern of countless races in the universe. excited.

Who doesn't know that in this place, there is only one way out, and that is to hug the golden thigh of the God Clan master!