God-level Delivery Man from Ten Thousand Realms

The ghostly white dragon trembled all over, with a look of horror in his eyes, and then he actually knelt directly to the ground:

"Father, please forgive me! Father, please forgive me! I, I, please take my loyalty to my heart, please don't..."

"Get up!"

The man smiled gently:

"Why would I be willing to eat you? Go, it's not what it used to be, just find something to eat."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The ghostly white dragon nodded again and again, and with the movement of his footsteps, he was gone in an instant.

…

"brush!"

Jiang Fan and the two appeared again, and they had come to a desolate canyon.

The canyon is only tens of meters wide, with cliffs over a thousand meters on both sides, and the vegetation is sparse and strange.

On one side of the rock wall, there are dozens of murals carved, but it has been too long, and the content of the murals has been blurred.

As soon as he appeared, Jiang Fan showed a surprised look.

The magnetic field here is extremely chaotic, and even I myself cannot sense the breath a hundred meters away.

But coming here, Musa Ling'e breathed a sigh of relief:

"The terrain here is special, and within an hour, they shouldn't be able to catch up."

Jiang Fan was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked:

"Who is that man who came down from the moon?"

Musa Ling'e hesitated for a while, and then said:

"He is one of the oldest evil gods, the main **** of the Holy Spirit, and the Burial of the Holy Blood God."

Jiang Fan frowned slightly:

"You should know that this is not what I asked."

Musa Ling'e's face froze, she sighed:

"He is my prisoner, just like Guiman Bailong."

Before Jiang Fan could continue to ask questions, Musa Ling'e finally confessed:

"This is not the big world you imagined, but a broken world fragment. To be precise, this is a prison."

Jiang Fan's expression froze:

"prison?"

"right!"

Musa Ling'e nodded:

"Whether it is a ghost or a white dragon, or the Holy Blood God's Burial, they are all prisoners of this world."

"And I am the warden of this prison."

Musa Ling'e looked complicated:

"You should have seen that the environment here is extremely harsh, some plants and animals are not products of normal evolution at all, and you have been here for so long, although you have seen the ruins, you have never seen a single aboriginal, right? "

"That's because, a long time ago, an unimaginable war broke out here. In that war, countless gods fell, and our world was even more fragmented."

"The final result was that most of the world that carried the aborigines drifted to other places, and here, it was imprisoned by me and my companions to suppress the ancient gods buried by the Holy Blood God."

"And the reason why the creatures in this world are extremely powerful is also because the ancestors of these creatures devoured the flesh and blood of a large number of corpses of gods."

Jiang Fan has no interest in the itinerary of this world. What he is really interested in is how many prisoners are imprisoned here, and how many true gods are these prisoners!

Jiang Fan's heart beat uncontrollably, but on the surface he asked casually:

"Prison? Are all the deities imprisoned?"

Musa Ling'e nodded:

"Almost all."

Jiang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up:

"Hehe, amazing, how many?"

"Three thousand."

"Hey~~"

Jiang Fan's palms were sweating, and his face was even more red!

Three thousand!

"Then, cough, how many true gods are there?"

"There are not many true gods, only a few dozen."

"Wow--you're amazing! You can manage such a large prison, I admire it!"

Jiang Fan's tongue trembled, he just felt that his heart was about to jump out of the cavity!

Three thousand gods, dozens of true gods!

Is this a prison?

This is clearly a treasure!

Arthur! I thank you eight generations, no! Thank you eight hundred generations of ancestors!

Thanks also to the druids who are bent on revenge on the Arthur family!

If it weren't for your tireless thinking about revenge, how could I have the opportunity to make such a windfall!

Also, I would like to thank the Guangming Council who came up with this map. It is because of you that I, Jiang Fan, have achieved today's harvest!

Woohoo!

So moving!

No, no, no, blood pressure is too high, hold on, hold on!

Jiang Fan tried his best to display his acting skills as a movie king, and finally managed to control his expression a little.

"However, since this is a prison, why did you only see Guiman Bailong and the others? What about the rest?"

Musa Ling'e seemed to be unaware of Jiang Fan's plans, so she said without any hesitation:

"Some of those who were too low-level, and some neutral gods, were left on the earth by me. As for those powerful..."

She stretched out a finger and pointed at the three moons in the sky:

"It's all there!"

Jiang Fan was moved to tears.

This Musa Ling'e is also so understanding!

Why tell yourself everything?

The rivers and lakes are sinister, you have to be a little bit defensive!

Ugh?

Or maybe this **** did it on purpose and wanted to use her own hands to kill all these evil gods?

That's fine too!

However, Jiang Fan immediately thought of another question:

"On the moon? But the prison-suppressing stones you mentioned before are all on the ground? Even if the force erupted from the prison-suppressing stones can reach the moon, but the earth is round, it is impossible for all the prison-suppressing stones to be aligned all the time. moon…"

"not really."

Musa Ling'e looked at Jiang Fan in surprise:

"Who told you that the earth is round? Every world is different. The continent under our feet is a whole piece floating in the void!"

Jiang Fan was stunned, and suddenly woke up!

No wonder he never saw the horizon!

And in the sky, apart from the movement of the sun, the three moons have not moved from beginning to end!

Forget it, these are not important!

The most urgent task is to find out the strength of those people buried by the Holy Blood God!

But before that, we must first figure out the grievances between them. After all, there are so many gods, and you may not be able to eat them alone.

Jiang Fan asked:

"Why did you suppress the Holy Blood God and bury them?"

As soon as Jiang Fan raised this question, Musa Ling'e, who had a peaceful face, suddenly flashed murderous intent in her eyes!

Even the voice is as cold as a cold wind passing through:

"Because they are the bane of this world's destruction!"

Musa Ling'e gritted her teeth:

"It is precisely because they have attracted the Destroyer that countless gods have fallen and the world has been shattered!"

Jiang Fan was startled:

"Destroyer? What is that?"

Musa Ling'e was also startled:

"You don't know the Destroyer?"

Jiang Fan shook his head. It was the first time he had heard of this.

Musa Ling'e was even more surprised:

"Your true strength has reached the peak of the legendary level, but you don't know the Destroyer? Is your world—"

She suddenly stopped.

Jiang Fan vaguely understood that what Musa Ling'e said next might be extremely important. He looked at Musa Ling'e deeply:

"How is our world?"

Musa Ling'e pursed her lips tightly, and slowly opened her mouth after a long time:

"I can't tell, and you'd better not ask."

Jiang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a long time, he nodded:

"This is not important, and there is no need to continue talking about it, but you said just now that you buried them with the Holy Blood God who suppressed them with your companions, so what about your companions?"