Under the gaze of everyone, the strange buildings were once again shrouded in dazzling light.
Although it was not the first time for the monks in the Seventh City to witness this strange scene, they were still extremely shocked.
They used various means to inquire about information related to this place, but in the end they found nothing.
There is no relevant record of the building and altar in front of me. It is as mysterious as Tang Zhen.
In the chaotic time and space, many things appear out of thin air, and most of them cannot find their source.
But there is no place that buys all kinds of ordinary materials and sells all kinds of war materials at a loss.
No matter how you look at it, you feel that this is a deliberate gift.
The monks in the Seventh City all believed that this was a blessing from God, a gift from a strong human race.
Driven by profit, the monks in the Seventh City have become extremely active recently.
They are no longer busy cultivating, but collecting various materials from everywhere, and then send them to the divine city for trading.
The name "Sacred City" was first called by the common people.
It's not a common man's invention, but when he was talking to a summoning monk, the other party mentioned a similar name.
The name "Sacred City" spread quickly and was recognized by the public.
In the eyes of the residents of the Seventh City, this name is very appropriate. This place is indeed a magical city.
Ordinary people don't take it seriously, but the monks are a little surprised. How much confidence does it take to dare to use the word "divine" as the name of a city?
But we must also admit that this city of unknown origin is indeed quite magical.
The news has gradually spread, and monks in nearby cities have heard about it. Recently, they often see strange faces trading.
A good opportunity like this should be shared by the entire human race and must not be taken by one person alone.
If the seventh city is like this, it will definitely become a public enemy of the human race.
It's just that there is actually hidden competition among the major cities, and the Seventh City is definitely not willing to let others take away its benefits.
Those who are near the water and towers should get the moon first. Guarding the sacred city at the door of your home, good things must be obtained first.
This is an opportunity. If you don’t fight for it now, when will you fight for it?
It's just that in recent times, relevant materials have been collected too frequently, and the harvest has become less and less.
In order to obtain more supplies, the monks had to travel further and the time spent was getting longer and longer.
Such a situation made the monks more and more worried, wondering how long this good thing could last.
The city has been upgraded again, this time the number of buildings has become more, and it looks taller and more majestic.
The difference is that this time the city was upgraded and tall walls were added, with monks patrolling and stationed on them.
The originally undefended city has now turned into a war fortress, making the viewer's imagination wander.
Groups of summoned monks walked out of the upgraded city and continued to perform the task of upgrading the city.
Looking at the stone tablet at the city gate, the content on it has changed. It not only purchased various materials, but also purchased organs from various alien races.
This was something that had never happened before, but it made the monks even more excited, because such behavior was enough to prove that the divine city must belong to the human camp.
If this were not the case, such rules would not be possible.
Publicly announcing the acquisition of organs from alien races is itself an act of declaration of war, and it is impossible for any alien race to tolerate this.
If this matter spreads, the divine city will inevitably become the life and death enemy of the alien race, and will destroy it at all costs.
When the news spread, countless residents of the Seventh City cheered excitedly, and even the city managers breathed a sigh of relief.
When they saw the purchase price, the monks became even more excited, almost like grabbing money.
The weapons and equipment for sale, as well as the talismans and elixirs, have also been updated. This time there are many high-end materials, which are good things that even if you have money, you can't buy them.
Seeing the sales list, the monks' eyes lit up and they became very motivated.
They need to collect supplies and hunt foreigners so that they can have money to exchange for the weapons and equipment they want.
The foreign race, which was originally disgusting and fearful, and avoided by others, immediately became the prey that everyone among the monks wanted to kill.
But the problem is that there are not many alien races in the human race, so it is impossible to capture and kill them in large numbers.
In the border area of the human race, there are many alien races, but the distance is too far.
Unless you specially form a team to go there, seize the opportunity to hunt and then return to the sacred city to sell.
Although it is a bit troublesome, it is also the simplest and most effective method.
The Seventh City immediately copied the message and sent it to Bai Ji who was guarding the border.
Ever since the last incident happened, Baiji made a request that no matter what happens in the divine city, he must be reported.
This time the divine city was upgraded and organs from foreign races were purchased at high prices, which was a truly big event.
Therefore, Bai Ji on the front line must be informed as soon as possible.
The manager of the Seventh City requested that when Baiji deal with the enemy, he can use the corpses as waste and collect various organs according to the requirements on the list.
If it succeeds, the Seventh City will receive 30% of the benefits, and the remaining 70% will be sent to the border defense line.
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On the human border, the Great Wall was built along the mountains.
Countless human monks are stationed here all year round to fight against invasions from foreign races.
Along the long border, wars never stop, the only difference is the size.
Baiji, wearing a broken battle armor, had just ended a bloody battle and repelled the attack of the alien coalition.
On the battlefield at this moment, there are corpses of alien races everywhere, as well as human monks who died in battle.
The monks have long been accustomed to such things and are ready to sleep here.
Under this Great Wall, countless monks have come and gone, and generations of blood have been shed here.
If they can protect the peace in the rear and make the people prosperous, they will have no regrets.
However, during this period of time, the supply of materials has become increasingly scarce, and many monks' armor and weapons cannot be repaired in time.
Sometimes, they have no choice but to rush into the battlefield with bare hands and search for weapons from the corpses of those who died in battle.
There are also many seriously injured monks who have been gritting their teeth and holding on due to the lack of elixirs to heal their injuries.
Some monks are extremely ill, but still refuse to leave the front line. This is not because they want to die, but because there is a lack of medical elixirs in the rear.
Instead of returning to the rear and waiting to die, it is better to fight to the death with the enemy, hoping to drag a few enemies together before dying.
"Have you asked the rear? When will the supplies be delivered?"
Baiji felt heavy, looked at the followers around him, and asked in a cold voice.
"I have urged you many times, but there is no way. Now there is a shortage of supplies everywhere, so we can only continue to wait, or let us find another way."
When Bai Ji heard this, he couldn't help but sigh.
"As long as I can persist, I will never push it once, but look at what it is like now.
It doesn't matter what the brothers want, all they have to do is bite those beasts with their mouths.
Keep asking for it, and give me as much as you have. Even if you only have a few pills, you can save a few more brothers..."
When the monks around him heard this, they sighed at the same time. They knew the difficulties at the rear, but there was nothing they could do about it at the front.
Without sufficient logistical support, it would be extremely difficult to hold on to this border defense line.
In recent times, the alien attacks have become more and more fierce, and all they use are cannon fodder at the bottom.
Even if you kill it, you won't get much loot at all.
The enemy would do this because they obviously discovered the plight of the human monks and wanted to seize the opportunity to break through the defense line.
The more times this happens, the greater the demand for supplies. However, it is also extremely difficult on the rear, and we have tried our best to train monks.
Just when the monks were at a loss what to do, the news from the Seventh City was quickly delivered to Bai Ji.
Seeing the content of the message, Baiji was slightly stunned at first, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed several times.
"God bless my human race!"
Under the confused eyes of the monks, Bai Ji shared the information with the monks, and then issued an order to the entire army.
According to the requirements of the acquisition list, cut the demon corpse into eight pieces, and then gather the required organs together.
He wanted to go to the Seventh City to meet Tang Zhen in person, not for himself, but for the hundreds of thousands of his brothers who would live and die together.