Hong Meng sneaked a glance and immediately closed it again. Luckily it wasn't for him. He would be furious after reading it. Then, he conjured a seal and cast a spell. More than ten battle invitations turned into flashes of light and flew out.
The battle was set for the next day. As divine beings, he was not afraid that they could not make it. Even if the twelve of them joined forces, he did not think that Chef would lose based on his abilities. It was not that he was bragging, but he could crush them all. Even if there was an accident, there was still Shen Ying. So Lonemoon was not worried at all.
Then, on the second day, no one came …
Lonemoon looked at the empty square, not knowing how to react. Could it be that they were too far and could not make it? No matter, he could wait another day.
On the third day, they still did not come …
Could it be that the divine beings here did not have the basic ability to cut through the void?
On the fourth day, they still did not come …
Could it be that the battle invitations were delayed and something went wrong with Hong Meng's spell?
On the tenth day, they still did not come …
Could it be that they were scared out of their wits by his battle invitations?
On the fifteenth day, they still did not come …
Lonemoon: "…"
Yi Qing: "…"
Hong Meng: "…"
Fatty: "…"
The square, which could accommodate ten thousand people, was completely empty. A faint cold wind blew past, sending chills down one's spine.
"Holy shit, they actually dared to stand me up!!!" Lonemoon's expression darkened and he pulled out his sword. "Hong Meng, tell me where they are." He was going to destroy them.
"Father Niu …" Shen Ying, who was nibbling on a fruit at the side, suddenly spoke.
"What?"
"Those people are the first batch of indigenous people of this plane, right?"
"So what?" Can't I beat them up?
"No, this world has not even established rules. There is nothing. That includes words, right?"
Huh?
"You used the language of that plane to write the battle invitations. Can they understand it?"
Lonemoon: "…"
Yi Qing: "…"
Hong Meng: "…"
Fatty: "…"
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh. The four top experts were stabbed by a knife at the same time. A place called IQ suddenly ached!
Although they did not want to admit it, at this moment, they were all idiots!
— — —
Twelve divine race encampment.
Half a month ago, something strange happened in the various god clans. A divine object fell from the sky and landed in front of the clan leader. The divine item was squarish and crimson, with a faint golden glow on its body. It was as if it had a mind of its own. Whenever other clansmen approached it, it would fly away and land in the hands of the clan leader.
The chief observed it day and night for ten days and still did not know what it was. When he unintentionally opened it, he saw a long white scroll covered with tiny golden marks. Their appearances were extremely strange, and they would even float up from the God Artifact one by one. They floated in the air and radiated light for a long time without falling. They were like glowing insects, emitting radiance in the dark night. It won't disappear until it's closed.
The various races were astonished. Indeed, things that fell from the sky were extraordinary. There must be other uses for such a divine object. Thus, after one side investigated, they discovered that all twelve Protoss had received the exact same item. As they didn't like each other, they had a small fight every three days and a big fight every five days. The 12 God Clans, who had a reason to fight and who had no reason to create a reason to fight, felt that they had to fight for such a good thing.
Thus, without any doubt, without hesitation, the 12 God Clans started fighting again.
Chef, who finally reacted and was sent by Father Niu to personally challenge them: "…"
Er, should he rush up and beat them up now? Or should he wait for them to finish fighting, then rush up and beat them up?
Chef looked at the sky one last time, calculated the time for dinner and decided not to wait. Thus, he directly went up and beat up the leaders of the 12 God Clans one by one. He also took care of a few beasts that were not afraid of death and rushed up to him on their own accord, bringing them back to roast.
Then, he looked at the Protoss who were lying on the ground trembling in fear. He took out a stack of paper, one for each person and forced them over. As he did so, he said with a serious expression, "Invincible Civil and Military School Purple Night Palace branch, understand?"
All the gods: "…"
Only when he finished handing out the thick stack of paper did he turn around and tie up the 12 leaders like he was wrapping dumplings. He said word by word, "The few of you must understand!" With that said, he dragged a string of people and flew away.
The originally noisy scene fell into a strange silence …
After a long time, the Protoss finally dared to get up. They looked down at the things that were forced into their hands. Instantly, a voice rang in everyone's ears. It was obvious that someone had learned his lesson last time. Not only could this advertisement be seen, but it could also be transmitted.
A low and deep voice shouted from inside.
"Invincible Civil and Military School Purple Night Palace branch is a multi-faceted, modern, all-rounded civil and military school dedicated to training high-end talents of the Protoss and building a perfect new world. Our school now has five teachers. Four of them graduated from the Management College in another plane, and one of them studied in the same college. All of them have almost perfect teaching experience, as well as perfect personal skills and near-perfect teaching methods … "
That voice came one after another, with a motivational quality that could not be ignored. Everyone who heard it looked confused, but they could not help but feel an impulse for no reason, especially the last sentence.
"Do you want to become a stronger Protoss? Do you want to be the best among the Protoss? Do you want to be the strongest Protoss? Do you want to be as powerful as the person who beat up your clan leader? Come to Invincible Civil and Military School Purple Night Palace branch! Invincible Civil and Military School Purple Night Palace branch is your wisest choice. As long as you study here, you will become the strongest King. What are you waiting for! Hurry up and pick up the electricity beside you … ah pui, come directly to Invincible Civil and Military School Purple Night Palace branch. Address: Purple Night Palace, right above Purple Cloud Mountain! Limited places, first come, first served! "
The Protoss all looked at each other, the passionate advertising message reverberating in their ears. After a long while, someone finally whispered.
"Is … is this true?"
"Isn't the one who lives in Purple Night Palace the old man who often comes to the battlefield to steal corpses and was beaten up by the clan leader?"
"But that person just now was really powerful!"
"Since the clan leader is not here, should we go and take a look?"
Thus, Invincible Civil and Military School Purple Night Palace branch finally successfully recruited its first batch of students!
— — —
Lonemoon asked Chef to force the sound leaflet, and the publicity was quite effective. After Yi Qing kidnapped the leaders of the 12 races, within a few days, a large group of Protoss arrived in front of the palace.
From a rough look, there were tens of thousands of people. Perhaps it was because Chef happened to be on the battlefield when he beat them up. At that time, there were many people, and the effect of the advertisement was maximized. These people did not retreat at all, but directly turned around and came to Purple Night Palace.
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