Lord Of The Universe: I Have Billions Of Resource Planets

Chapter 320: Gods Plunder (6)\\r

The sacrificial scepter in Timina's hand hit the ground heavily, with a dignified expression.

All of a sudden, under the command of Temina, the entire Qingzhuo tribe began to unfold nervously and orderly.

Thousands of Templars ride the red-eyed wolf, Ye Mo.

Speight led more than 5,000 Qingzhuo soldiers to Qingzhuo City Wall to re-plan new city defense issues.

In the eternal passage, hundreds of dwarf craftsmen came to Qingtuo City through the space passage, and "380" immediately devoted themselves to analyzing various runes and artifacts around them.

The dwarf craftsmen headed by Kelmud took the newly made paper and used the newly made charcoal pen to outline the runes one by one on the paper.

After mastering goblin papermaking, Lanzhuo's knowledge record has undergone a major revolution.

The original stacked wooden boards were replaced to form a book made of stacked paper.

Clever dwarf artisans use techniques from two tribes to turn burning charcoal into simple charcoal pencils.

"If you want to change the minds of Wukong Confucians, you need this dwarf."

Above, Ye Mo sees the dwarves eagerly studying various new things.

A thought flashed through my mind, and a faint smile appeared on my face.

next month

The Qingzhuo City, which was originally quiet, has gradually regained its vitality under the settlement of nearly 20,000 Qingzhuo people.

The well-ordered gear tracks in the square lead to different locations. Thousands of silver bears carry footprints far larger than their size, embedded in the foundations under the direction of dwarf artisans. Excavated road.

Opposite the Qingzhuo Pagoda, on the north side of the square stands a huge stone about 20 meters high.

More than a dozen top dark Motuan stonemasons and dwarves craftsmen, with hemp ropes around their waists, holding iron chisels and iron tools. The sound of hammers hitting rocks.

Wooden rails are laid below, and giant-toothed chariots pass through the Dragon Valley passage, sending resources from the Blue Table Fortress to the Blue Table God Realm.

Located in the courtyard adjacent to the square, hundreds of Wukong Confucians under house arrest are detained.

In the past month, these Wukong Confucianists have rioted no less than ten times.

However, these Wukong people are helpless in the face of the Longyang lizard warriors whose individual strength is far superior to theirs.

"Elder Fogg, what are these alien races going to do?"

In the yard, a young woman from Wukong's green race came. She had long purple hair, blue eyes, and was wearing a bright yellow patterned robe. An old Wukong Confucian asked anxiously in front of him.

"Monasha, calm down and listen to the whispers of the demon god, and you will be at ease."

Fagu sat on the lawn, his body floating slightly under the influence of spiritual power.

"devil…"

Hearing Fager's words, Monasha's eyes trembled in pain.

When the entire tribe perished, the gods they believed in were gone.

He even followed in the footsteps of King Arthur, willing to sacrifice the lives of the entire tribe in exchange for power.

As a young girl, this reality ignited a fire of faith in her.

At the same time, upon hearing Fage's words, an unnatural gleam appeared on the faces of the surrounding young Wukong masters 0.7, and even the few middle-level Wukong masters were shocked.

During this month, these alien warriors pray to the demon god every day.

The cynical look in his eyes and the unanswered prayer in his heart tormented these Wukong people again and again.

No matter how I comfort myself in my heart, in my unanswered prayers and eyes, realistic thoughts are gradually burning like fire․