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[Eternal Frost City], Trossa is like an ant on a hot pot, constantly circling around the room.

The all-out war between Bracada and Thunder City mobilized many backbones of the factory faction.

Now those who stay in Bracada are relatively fringe figures from the factory sect, and there are not many who are capable.

But Trossa never expected that the factory guarded by those fringe figures would be defended.

Canton failed to hold on to the backbone.

Not only did he fail to hold on, he also died!

"Damn it. I shouldn't have counted on them.

Factory No. 117 is so close to Factory No. 210, if Factory No. 210 is discovered..."

Trossa secretly gritted his teeth and contacted his son Troy again.

As soon as the magical illusion appeared, Trossa couldn't wait to ask:

"Troy, hasn't your defense change application been approved yet?"

Troy in the magical illusion looked troubled:

"Father, I have called His Majesty Eskel many times, but he always shied away and said he would wait for the Thunder Temple's reply.

I am now standing at the door of the Great Council, going in every few minutes to urge him.

but……"

When Troy was mid-sentence, he noticed Trosa's livid face and quickly changed his words:

"I see that Your Majesty Escher doesn't take our affairs to heart at all.

I’ll go in and urge him now!”

"No need! It's rubbish."

Trossa turned off the magic mirror and finally made up her mind.

He took a deep breath and took out a golden Titan statue.

"The true god of thunder and lightning.

You are the hot golden blood, the embodiment of thunder, the master of lightning, and the eternal ruler of Brakada.

Goblins, mages, djinn, and naga all serve you.

Your humble disciple Troshar asks for your audience."

The Titan's statue soon flashed and emitted a bright glow.

Trossa carefully held her breath.

There was a flash of light, and a steady voice came from it.

"Trosa, I am the Lord's servant.

What request do you have?"

Trossa felt relieved. Fortunately, it was not the person who responded in person.

He said carefully:

"Lord God Envoy, my factory is being destroyed by evil and cruel black dragons. I request to return to my fiefdom and lead troops to stop them."

The Titan statue flashed again:

"Trosa, the Lord has approved your request.

You don’t need to worry, just protect [Eternal Frost City].

The Black Dragon will be handled by our Thunder Temple."

The Lord’s instructions...

Trossa felt a chill in her heart, and immediately understood that no matter what she said, there was nothing she could do to save her.

He could only respond helplessly:

"Tellossa understands, thank God for His Majesty's Majesty."

Watching the Titan statue slowly dimming, Trossa wanted to crush the statue into pieces!

But he didn't dare.

He could only carefully put the statue away, and then angrily hammered the table.

"No...it can't be like this."

Trossa's eyes flashed fiercely.

"Now that things have happened, I can only ask Troy to come over and pretend to be me. I will sneak back to Silverwind Canyon with the heroic soul troops.

All other factories can be lost, but factory No. 210 must not cause any trouble."

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[Potato City], a certain ore collection site in the suburbs.

The first cavemen are ready in the ore collection site.

After the dark elf Kashaqiu prayed devoutly, the caveman and Kashaqiu were teleported to the God's Chosen City.

At the same time, the players of [World Hegemony] also received notification that the mission was completed.

[Tauren God of War] waved his hand excitedly and said loudly:

"Brothers, did you see that by helping Master Qi Ge complete his mission, you can also gain reputation with the Church of Fortune?

One mission, two benefits!

This is the card of the Seven Pigeon Master!

Now commit suicide, return to [Dark Dragon City], and then teleport to the next mission location."

Swish swish swish!!

A white light flashed, and all the players committed suicide at the speed of light and disappeared instantly.

President Shafuna of the Underground Treasure Chamber of Commerce looked at this scene in astonishment and murmured to herself in shock:

"Is this the subordinate Qi Ge mentioned?

Such orders are prohibited, and even in order to save a little time, he even resorts to death to return to the city.

This kind of execution is completely different from other Yasha Gods I have seen."

Shafuna looked at the black elf beside her and said thoughtfully:

"I understand, this must be a dead soldier raised by Qi Ge!

Just like these dark elves in my chamber of commerce.

Only in this way can their loyalty be explained."

"Rather than their loyalty, what surprises me more is the potential of these Yasha Gods."

Standing next to Shafuna, Xiang Chong, who was holding her arm, said in a deep voice:

"In terms of combat effectiveness, we are definitely in the lead now.

But when these Yasha gods grow up, earth-shaking changes will definitely occur in the future.

No matter how talented we are, once we die, all our efforts will be lost.

But as long as these Yasha God's Chosen work hard to upgrade, they can continue to improve without limit.

This means that as time goes by, these Yasha gods will inevitably have more and more say in the Yasha world.

Imagine if these fifty-odd Yasha Gods chosen just now grew into legends.

That is more than fifty legends that will never die. What a powerful and terrifying force this will be?

When all the Chosen of Asa become legends, they will be the main force against Chaos.

And we will eventually retreat behind the scenes.”

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[Pingdi City], frontline camp.

On the city wall, a group of tireless stone men poured out the corpses in the camp one basket after another.

This morning, Negan's troops, led by Elache, Sact and Gunner, launched a general attack on the frontline camp.

Thousands of cavemen and tauren shamans almost completely bulldozed the frontline camp.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Fafner and Nila stood up.
To be continued...