This is the reason why the Church of Storms took the initiative to force back the Tower of Source... Once the Tower of Source is allowed to penetrate deep, the ownership of the black silver will be uncertain.

The Church of Storms has the Giant Deer Saint sitting in charge, so they are not panicking.

The two divine envoys of the Tower of Source, Yunhu Xuangui, have extraordinary talents and have been stuck at the fourth level for a long time. It is said that they are both facing a breakthrough state...

This time, Julu suddenly made a sudden attack and struck hard first, just to avoid unnecessary trouble in the future. If these two young juniors join forces, it will be terrible if he has never fought before!

Believers went to mine and collect black silver.

On the top of the mountain, the giant deer saint sits alone and meditates.

One of the two archbishops who had been complimenting him spoke now.

"Lord Julu, that plan just now was indeed very clever. It killed the Yunhu Xuangui and defeated it. It's just that my subordinates were a little unclear."

"explain."

"My Lord, the God of Thrones, previously told me not to use [Tide] easily to avoid causing trouble..." the Archbishop lowered his eyebrows to remind.

Although they are under the command of Julu, those who can wear the robes of the archbishop in the church must be loyal to the throne of the Storm God.

They pay more attention to whether the oracle of the storm is obeyed than what the giant deer saint does.

"Is something bad happening now?"

The Julu Saint asked calmly.

The two archbishops were speechless.

The Julu Saint comforted him in a broad voice: "When we put away this 'black silver', return to the Holy City, and give it to Lord God... He will not blame him, but will only reward him generously. Moreover, according to Lord God, as long as he is not here,

Outside the ruins, if the 'Power of Authority' is captured, there should be no disaster. We went south to the sea and have now successfully entered the [Ice Sea Ruins]. Don't worry, you will be fine."

Seeing the two archbishops, he still said nothing.

He asked with a smile: "So what are you worried about? Are you really worried that... there are extraordinary beings in this [Ice Sea Ruins]?"

"yes……"

The archbishop sighed softly and explained: "No. Although we have not noticed any danger along the way, it is just that this ice sea is boundless. How can we dare to say that there is no more powerful life?"

The Church of Storms believes in more than just the Storm God Seat.

It is also the boundless sea of ​​origin that Nanzhou relies on.

In their church creed, the throne of God and the sea are both supreme beings.

"Yes, the ice sea is boundless... Maybe there are other lives that exist, but they just want to be stronger than us..."

The Julu Saint shook his head and said calmly: "I don't think it is possible. No matter how big this ice sea is, it is just like that. Don't forget, you and I are both strong men cultivated by Lord God. Come to an ice sea that is suspected of being an 'ancient one'."

Why should we be timid when exploring the relics of a pre-civilization with such powerful authority? What we need to pay attention to is the extraordinary beings from other continents who will arrive in the snow-capped mountains next, that’s all.”

"Before that, let's take away all the 'black silver'."

Having said this, the Julu Saint stood up.

He stretched.

The next moment, the smile on the giant deer saint's face suddenly froze. After standing up, he accidentally glanced and saw a strange scarlet figure standing on the vast silver-white snowfield behind the avalanche in the distance.

Her long red hair swayed in the wind.

The slender body is covered with layers of bamboo armor.

There was a narrow long knife hidden inside the thick bamboo armor of the figure, which was not unsheathed. His face was wearing a thin mask as pale as paper, with strange ancient inscriptions that he had never seen before.

The Tower of Source has just retreated.

Even if someone didn't board the ship, how could they still survive in the big avalanche just now?

The big red figure squatted down, picked up a broken arrowhead on the snowy field, put it in front of him and looked at it carefully. After a while, he walked a few more steps, picked up some other broken objects, and walked all the way.

He walked and stopped until he raised his head and saw the giant deer saint standing on the cliff.

The two eyes met.

The big red figure tilted his head slightly in confusion, and never looked away again.
Chapter completed!