6876 The revenge of the Light Lord Temple

After a difficult decision, Zhao Wuling finally let all the believers make arrangements.

Raising his hand to wipe off the sweat, Zhao Wuling sighed in his heart.

"As expected of Lord Light's orders, there is not even a single extra person."

Zhao Wuling felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

This time, all the believers he brought into the Temple of Light Pillar have their own responsibilities. Everyone can find what they should do, and even ordinary believers can play their role.

Not many people, not many people, just settled everything.

After Zhao Wuling conveyed the order, he slumped on the chair, gasping for breath.

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

In Zhao Wuling's heart, his understanding of Qin Yichen was refreshed, and he changed his previous thoughts.

It turns out that what he has never believed in is real, and there is no controversy about his existence!

Now it is only by his discovery that this matter has been completely determined.

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

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

"I can't even recruit an extra person. If there is no accident, I should be able to finish everything this time, as long as my arrangement is in line with Lord Light's expectations."

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

As night fell, the last slanting sun was struggling to fall on the horizon.

At that moment, countless people suddenly flew out of the Temple of the Lord of Light, as if boundless locusts were rolling in.

In a temple attached to Zeus, an old-looking old man was looking at the scene in front of him with a worried face.

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

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

Suddenly, the voice of a person came, and the old man hurried back to the table.

"Is there any news?"

"Who has news?"

The two voices that appeared almost simultaneously 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 **** are these people doing, aren't they just a wild god? They can't even deal with this. They really care for them in vain."

Following the old man's complaint, all of a sudden, there were responses from the countless objects on the table.

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

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

"Don't babble so much. How is the situation now? Has anyone got the news from his subordinates?"

Following this inquiry, everyone fell into silence.

Not to mention news, even some temples can't find the position of their believers.

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 he was breathing out a breath from his chest, and finally managed to hold the words to his mouth.

It took the boss's strength again, and then he said that sentence.

"They won't, are they all destroyed?"

When the old man tried his best to say this sentence, everyone was even more silent.

Of course they knew who they were fighting against, the person even Zeus wanted to win over.

But now, they have no such opportunity at all.

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

It has been half a day since they set off, and until now, no news has been returned, and the only possibility is complete destruction.

He also looked at it from the window just now. There was nothing unusual about the Temple of the Lord of Light outside, and everything was as calm and indifferent as usual.

The old man sighed.

"If they're gone, isn't that planning for the worst?"

They've tried it once, but to no avail.

From the very beginning, they had such guesses, but they were too confident in the strength of their subordinates, which 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 palm on the table.

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

After some good deliberation, everyone finally came up with a decent rhetoric.

As if they didn't know what to do, they said they didn't know the movements of these people.

After all, they are also the subordinates of Zeus. Since the Lord of Light 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 my old bones would be reduced to the point where I need to rely on lies to survive."

The old man shook his head and sighed.

But in his eyes, there is clearly not much emotion, not even a little remorse.

He only hated that the Temple of the Lord of Light was too strong, and that the people in his hands were too weak.

I only hate this Lord of Light, who shouldn't appear at this time and steal their limelight.

After some confidence, everyone planned to prepare individually to deal with the censure of the Temple of the Lord of Light.

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 wipe out the evidence.

But right now, killing the evidence means that his relationship with everyone else will become very delicate.

After some hesitation, the old man still chose to reward things and earn storage rings.

However, he had just put the last thing in the storage ring, and suddenly there was a chill in his hand.

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

"Who!"

boom!

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

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

But as the air wave reached the corner, finally, the air wave stopped.

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly.

There are a lot of people who can stop his turbulent waves, but there are only a handful of people who can resolve his attack so lightly.

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

"who are you!"