Chapter 184
"Strength, but a little bit of self-confidence."

Manzi appeared behind the tavern owner in a teleport and patted him on the shoulder.

"Relax, brother, do you think this is enough?"

The tavern owner tensed up suddenly, then relaxed again.

Facing this kind of strong man who controlled him in an instant and had no room to resist, no amount of precautions would be in vain.

He himself is a powerhouse of the second rank, so it seems that this man's strength has probably reached the level of the third rank.

A powerhouse of the third rank, in this age, is enough to run rampant anywhere in the kingdom except the capital.

You must know that the leaders of many small organizations are only at the third level.

Rank one, extraordinary apprentice;
Level [-], Extraordinary Walker;
Level three, extraordinary expert;

Level [-], extraordinary master...

The tavern owner didn't think about Manzi to a higher level at all, because it was absolutely impossible.

"Perhaps, I can have a good chat with you." A small house model appeared in Manzi's palm, and he threw it to the ground.

The house rose against the wind, and finally settled in a size of forty or fifty square meters.

"Don't be dazed, come in quickly. Although it is a bit small, the interior decoration is very good. After all, I chose it myself."

The tavern owner had never seen such an item before, and stepped into it resignedly.

If you are not an opponent, you have to follow your heart, whoever called yourself cheap, insisted on chasing after him.

With a snap of his fingers, Manzi greeted the robot butler who was standing still not far away: "Anti, a guest is here."

"Okay, sir." The tavern owner watched helplessly as a bunch of humanoid creatures made of metal came towards him.

"Hello, distinguished guest, Andi, the smart housekeeper, is very happy to serve you."

The tavern owner forced a polite smile: "I never thought that you are a believer in the Church of the Mechanical Heart. I was rude."

Manzi was dumb, but didn't reveal what he meant, and began to extract information from the tavern owner.

Kingdom of St. Svelt, Royal City.

Mixed among the crowd, Manzi showed his ID card bought with money and swaggered into the city.

Occasionally, a few steam-powered cars passed by, causing a lot of envious eyes and discussions.

Manzi's perception is fully open, and along the way, he has killed a so-called fifth-level, extraordinary king.

Of course, in this kingdom, it is generally called the extraordinary master, because His Majesty the Great thinks that the word king is a provocation to the kingdom.

Looking at the [-]-meter-high bronze statue of the king in the central square of Wangcheng, Manzi perceived the energy similar to his [-]-centimeter statue, but the impurities in the energy far exceeded it.

He roughly estimated that the exorcism power that can be directly absorbed can reach at most one-tenth of the [-]-centimeter statue.

The addition to his strength is negligible, so it's not worth wasting time to extract impurities and then absorb them.

There is only one purpose for him to come to the capital.

Let's see the strength of Emperor Svelte, who is feared by countless extraordinary people.

This is related to his future strategy of brushing up the development value here.

Up to now, he has not seen a powerhouse above the sixth level, and he does not have enough understanding of the real high-end power in this world.

It can provide a world where the strength of the strong below the second-level intermediate level can be greatly improved, but the strength level of the strongest on the surface is only the peak of the first level, which is not right no matter how you look at it.

Do the strong actively hide themselves for the sake of the weak?Do not make jokes!
The palace at night is brightly lit.

Manzi sneaked in without breaking a sweat.

Five extraordinary masters of the fourth rank kept monitoring the safety of the palace, but they could not find Manzi's trace.

Emperor Svelt was wearing a slightly casual attire, correcting official documents in his study.

There is no one around to serve, because when he is concentrating on his work, he doesn't like to have anyone around him. He really enjoys the short time when no one will disturb him.

"Huh?" The pen that signed Emperor Svelte's name paused for a moment, and then wrote the flamboyant characters again.

"Dare to invade my palace at night, could it be that the god oracle you serve gave you some courage, and you dare to come here to be presumptuous?"

Black mist filled the study room, and laughter came out.

Unbelievably, from the outside of the study, the inside is still brightly lit.

"I'm not that group of bugs from the Four Great Churches, Your Majesty, please allow me to introduce myself.

Below is the bishop of the Church of the Soul of the Shadow, Hamer, who came here specially to find His Majesty for cooperation. "

"When did evil gods and false gods dare to come here to seek cooperation?" Emperor Svelt said in a disdainful tone.

Most of the false gods and cultists are doing things that disturb the law and order and shake the foundation of the country. The number of cultists arrested and executed in their kingdom every year is not less than a thousand.

If the orthodox gods are more likely to win over civilians to become believers in order to increase believers, then the followers of false gods and evil gods will use more bloody means to please the gods they believe in.

Fear, evil, and blood are the best sources of belief for evil gods.

It's normal for Emperor Svelte to be dismissive. Could it be that he also took the initiative to let a city come out and let them slaughter the city for carnival.

"Your Majesty, if we can help you become a new righteous god, it will last forever.

Obviously using the same method to cast the bronze statue of faith, the cost is even higher, but the income is completely inferior to the Orthodox Church. You should have been wondering about this problem. "

"The nationals are different from the believers who are brainwashed by the church. I have expected this situation to happen, and you don't need to worry about it." Emperor Svelte was silent for a moment, his deep voice was slightly low.

"If you say that if you go on like this, you will never be able to become a righteous god, so what?"

The black mist formed an old face, and the laughter became sharper.

"Bold!" Emperor Svelte surged with energy, and pulled out the nearly transparent body of Hammer from the black mist.

"I am an extraordinary king!!!"

Hammer couldn't react for a while. He thought that he was not the match of the great emperor, but he never expected to be caught in shock.

"Pseudo-god believers dare to talk nonsense in front of me, do you really think that I can't kill the extraordinary master!"

Hammer's transparent body continued to slack under the impact of killing intent, and he begged for mercy in a hurry: "Your Majesty, what I am telling is the truth. According to your current arrangement, no matter how many years it takes, it is impossible to ascend to the position of righteous god, because , already saturated!

The number of gods in a world is limited! "

"Huh?" Not only did Emperor Svelt not relax his hands, but the energy fluctuations became more and more high.

This was the first time he had heard such a statement, and he had never heard of this information from any source.

"How dare you lie to me?"

Hamer was trembling with fright from the scattered energy fluctuations, and there was no sign of a bishop anymore.

"Don't dare, Your Majesty, this is what His Majesty said personally, there is absolutely no lie!"

(End of this chapter)

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