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'Do they lack reverence, or are factions rampant in this Demon Soil?'
'Are they trying to intimidate us right from the start? Good.'
"Sigh, all right, I'll report back first," said the Deacon Spirit Monster, feeling helpless at these people's obsession with face.
"I never expected to see such grand city walls; it's truly beyond expectations," Zhao Jian'an said in surprise, as he had anticipated a scene of destruction.
"No need, we hail from the Great Nether Dynasty with mysterious magical treasures and world-renowned mystical skills to protect our bodies; a re bit of Abyss Power is trivial to us," Bai Lv insisted, unwilling to show any weakness.
"The Abyss Power inside the city is even more intense, so maybe you should put it on after all," the Deacon Spirit Monster said, fearing the group might not make it to the reception area without protective gear.
"Since the envoys insist on not wearing protective gear, let's do as you say, but please be mindful of one thing, do not use any lethal weapons or take any dangerous actions within the city," the Deacon Spirit Monster warned.
"Silence, I'll handle the handover this ti," Bai Lv said reluctantly.
"Envoy sir, your recent actions were too dangerous. It is a normal reaction from Lord Epidemic; had you not stopped in ti, you might now be facing not just one Lord Epidemic," said the leading Deacon Spirit Monster straightforwardly.
"Stow your high-energy weapons, or you will be considered as provoking a fight."
"Hiss~ this Demon Soil is truly terrifying," whispered a guard on the ship.
"We have our own ways to protect ourselves, thank you," Bai Lv firmly insisted.
"Gentlen, please get on the vehicle; there's about five hundred kiloters to go," the Deacon Spirit Monster led the Envoy to the parking lot.
"Of course, it would be improper to wield weapons rashly upon first arriving in a foreign nation," Bai Lv had no objections, though he ntally added, unless you strike first.
Bai Lv glanced coldly at the guard, "Since we are near the envoy nation, you won't be punished now, but after this matter is resolved, go receive three hundred military floggings to set an example."
Bai Lv seed to have discovered a weakness in this Demon Soil, recalling the earlier situation where the so-called Epidemic, a Demon Soil general, had bluntly dishonored the minister known as Black Hand.
After all, the Spirit Monsters' appearances truly resembled the minions under the command of the Demon King Army, certainly the look of an antagonist faction.
However, the Deacon Spirit Monster paid no attention to the other party but took the protective gear out on their own, "Please put on the protective gear, lest you be eroded by the Abyss Power, Lord Black Hand has been waiting for you for a long ti already."
It wasn't that Bai Lv didn't want to confront them head-on, but he realized the city's defender Epidemic was of the Ninth Realm, and the weapon in his hand was even more powerful, perhaps a Magic Artifact of the Upper Three Realms, and the intent to kill emanating from him was genuine; he knew if he dared to disobey, the other party would definitely kill him on the spot.
Unlike the Spirit Monsters, for whom face ans nothing, substance is everything.
After entering the huge city gate, the envoys imdiately felt an imnse pressure; the difference between the inside and the outside of the city was far greater than they had expected.
Then, with a wave of his hand, the Deacon Spirit Monster flew over, and the other side was on guard.
Giving a hard ti as a show of power indicates that the other side is not bloodthirsty; otherwise, they would have taken action long ago.
The good news is that the internal power structure isn't monolithic, which significantly increases the chances of forming an alliance.
Soon, the ship docked, and they saw the grand city walls and many Deacon Spirit Monsters at war by the city gate.
They quickly concluded that if the other party was so persistent, then let them bear the consequences.
The harsh environnt also suggests a fierce local culture; how else could they survive here?
Using ans shows that there's still room for negotiation, though it's unclear how to negotiate, hoping it won't be too demanding.
Seeing this, Bai Lv's heart was also afla—Iron Ore was sothing that the Great Nether Dynasty had in abundance, but no one ever had too much.
Just now, the skin of the people from the Lower Three Realms crawled, their eyes in the Middle Three Realms turned blood-red, and only those from the Upper Three Realms were unhard.
This statent alone caused the back of the guard to be soaked in cold sweat, as he belatedly realized his slip of the tongue.
Looking at the ferocious beast-like armored car, the Envoy group was taken aback; Demon Soil was too wealthy, actually using steel to build ostentatious battle cars, not knowing that battle cars had been phased out in the Great Nether Dynasty long ago.
But bad news also prevails; nurous factions signify that while so are willing to form alliances, others are not.
However, actually, the epidemic had no such considerations—it was purely a precautionary asure.
Even Bai Lv's face turned particularly unsightly, aware in his heart that he could not yield any further.
Along the way, various Spirit Monsters of different forms passed by them, utterly ignoring their presence.
It appeared that the struggle for power within the Demon Soil was more intense than he had imagined. That was both good news and bad news.
If not treated in ti, Bai Lv knew that those from the Lower Three Realms would definitely suffer mutations, and those from the Middle Three Realms would also sustain damage to their Divine Thought.
The Floating City was no small place now.
Stopping in his tracks, a flying sword flew out from within his sleeve, growing in size as it t the wind, transforming into a massive flying sword.
Carrying various gifts, the Envoy traveled while Bai Lv used Magic Artifacts and magic to maintain the large Envoy, and many also replenished resources from ti to ti.
The mbers of the Envoy cast their eyes on the pristine protective suits with very ugly expressions, considering them prison garb due to prejudice and feeling the threat and humiliation. This group of Demon Soil Spirit Monsters was simply too detestable.
The Envoy Ship passed through a layer of the Mysterious Lock protection, and upon entering, the ocean currents carrying icebergs turned into a black and red color due to the erosion by Abyss Power.
Therefore, the only option was to communicate with Black Hand through the Magic Network to see what to do.
He did not know if this Black Hand who was receiving them belonged to the ally faction.
He had seen brainless people before, but never soone this brainless.
He looked at these Spirit Monsters who could still live freely in such a hostile environnt with a sense of horror in his gaze.
The leading Deacon Spirit Monster had a vexed expression; he hadn't expected the other party to show off like that, but still kindly uttered a word of caution.
Now it was just a warning, but should there be any dangerous actions, it would not be just one person stepping forward.
Without considering his surroundings, it didn't matter if you call the Demon Soil whatever you like in private, but now on soone else's territory, using derogatory terms and even trying to sway hearts—if it weren't for the current inappropriateness, he would have liked to beat the fool to death.
It wasn't that Bai Lv wanted to head over, but rather that anyone else exposed to the environnt would definitely undergo mutations, and only he, a Magician from the Upper Three Realms, could withstand it.
The mbers of the Envoy shook with cold, the environnt was so rich with Abyss Power that it was nearly unbearable for everyone in the Envoy.
The epidemic stood atop the city walls with a tone of dissatisfaction, the giant cannon in his hands charging up, ready to act the mont he sensed malevolence from the other party.
As such, the power of the Demon Soil might be more terrifying than he had imagined.
In the eyes of Bai Lv and the other envoys, these Demon Soil Spirit Monsters were nothing more than uncivilized savages, lacking the sophistication and rituals of the Heavenly Dynasty. It was natural to assu their crudeness and barbarism, but upon closer inspection, it seed there was a change.
The City Defense was not his responsibility alone, but was manned by several Spirit Monster heroes and equipped with nurous Demon Statue Level chas. In the event of a conflict, a barrage of firepower would greet the other side.
This was simply no place for humans, but fortunately, Bai Lv had so skills. With a thought to his Divine Thought, he activated the protective function of the Envoy Ship, and a nine-colored protective shield erged, isolating the Abyss Power and emitting purifying waves to cleanse those around him.
This statent was a blatant threat in the ears of the Envoy.
This made Bai Lv's expression turn rigid, internally cursing a bunch of bumpkins, and he could only grudgingly put it away, "General, please do not misunderstand, I am putting it away now."
This scene filled the mbers of the Envoy with righteous indignation, feeling it as an insult to them.
The feeling was one of utter disregard.
He had not even started controlling his flying sword to leave when he felt a palpitation; atop the city wall's towers, glimrs of black and red light began to converge.
Seeing the situation turn out like this, the Deacon Spirit Monster had so regrets, but he couldn't really bla anyone, after all, when Bai Lv released his flying sword earlier, they too had been ready to start a fight.
There were no shortage of beings from the Upper Three Realms; when he had first arrived, he sensed nurous gazes upon him, the weakest of which were of Seventh Realm strength.
As an Eighth Realm Magician, Bai Lv could manage, but it took a toll on his Divine Thought, after all, he was not just protecting one person but the entire Envoy.
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