Chapter 1772 Old City

"So, what do you, Zhao Li, think?" Zhao Yin asked.

"Humanity must unite as one, without distinction... Only by gathering the power of all humanity across the vast void can humanity... have any hope!"

After Zhao Li finished speaking, he sighed again.

"If I hadn't witnessed this today, even I wouldn't have imagined that Ma Long could be so ruthless as to personally annihilate Blue Armor!"

"Even if this gets back to the Golden Armor Army, I'm afraid no one will believe it..."

Zhao Yin asked, "So you're saying that although he wears golden armor, he's a good person and still cares about the people of the lower realms?"

"No, I want to invite you to join the Old City!"

Zhao Li finally revealed his true purpose for coming here.

"I alone cannot change the situation, but the existence of the old city is meant to change everything and lead humanity out of suffering."

"The old city?" Zhao Yin was taken aback.

“I created it 100,000 years ago, and the writer was also a person from the old city.”

Zhao Li looked into Zhao Yin's eyes.

Zhao Yin was shocked and very surprised. He did not expect to hear about the Book King from Zhao Li.

"Where is my godfather now?" Zhao Yin asked.

Zhao Li shook his head: "The life tablet is still there, but there has been no news of it for a year."

"Even you don't know?" Zhao Yin asked.

Zhao Li lowered his head, refilled his glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhao Yin suddenly realized, and disappointment flashed in his eyes.

He was just confused because he was worried. In fact, Zhao Li had just given the answer.

"Why are you looking for me!"

"Because you are the book's adopted son, he has discerning eyes and will not misjudge people."

Zhao Li put down his wine glass: "The Old City needs people. Those who are willing to join are not qualified, and those who are qualified are unwilling to join... You can kill gods one after another, so you must be more than just strong now. In addition, given your relationship with the Book King, I think you might agree."

His words were sincere from beginning to end.

He didn't even have the slightest airs of a top human king.

The old city was created by his own hands 100,000 years ago.

If it were someone else, they would definitely find it very intimidating.

But it wouldn't be too difficult for Zhao Yin to kill the founder of the old city now.

Becoming Zhao Li's subordinate and doing things according to his ideas is even more impossible!

Zhao Yin showed absolutely no interest.

He simply stated bluntly: "Even you can't change the Golden Armor, the old city you founded, so why should you?"

"We can't just do nothing."

Zhao Li smiled and said, "The more people do it, the more hope there is. At least, I will feel a little more at ease."

"You built the old city just to put your own mind at ease?"

In his words, Zhao Yin unconsciously lost some of his aggressiveness.

It has become more gentle.

“Joining the people of the old city is all about finding peace of mind,” Zhao Li said, staring into Zhao Yin’s eyes.

"Brother Zhao, didn't you come to Lanjia for peace of mind?"

Zhao Yin was taken aback. With his current strength, he no longer needed the protection of the Ninth Battlefield.

Today, Zhao Yin spent tens of millions on equipment, millions of amethyst crystals, and even sent his trusted confidants to guard the human race.

Isn't it all about finding peace of mind?

"The old city does not belong to me alone. I am merely the initiator. Brother Zhao, we are all the hope for the future of humanity!"

Zhao Li refilled his glass and drank it all in one gulp: "Although I created the old city, it belongs to the human race. If it can continue to exist, one day someone will be able to bring the human race and break the current situation."

He sighed again: "Even if in the end we can't change anything... at least at the last moment, we gave humanity a glimmer of hope."

"I refuse to join the Old City!"

Zhao Yin stood up immediately. He could sense from his intuition that every word Zhao Li said was genuine.

But Zhao Yin had more faith in himself.

Faced with the greater good of the community, he felt that he should save those who could, even if one day he was powerless to change the situation...

Then let each of us ask the heavens.

He has a team and a mobile core world, so he can feel at ease.

Zhao Yin strode away, walking out of the wooden house without looking back.

"Brother Zhao Yin...!" Zhao Li wanted to say something more.

"Different road non-phase plan!"

Zhao Yin walked straight out: "Zhao Li, I'll trust you for now. Leave the Ninth Domain before I kill you."

His silhouette still carried a sense of weakness.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Li felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason.

He is a top-tier monarch of the human race, just one step away from evolving into an emperor.

It took me millions of years to achieve my current strength.

Even the scribe treated him with great respect...

Zhao Yin, however, spoke of killing!

Zhao Li suddenly couldn't understand it either. Just how could this young human have such abilities...?

It's him again, just bragging on purpose!

"That's fine!"

Zhao Li shook his head and stepped out of the wooden house.

He tore through the barriers of the world and stepped into the void.

Zhao Yin turned around and looked at the torn world barrier, which was slowly healing.

But the wooden house remained in its original place.

"Zhao Yin, once you're out of your weakness, remember to return this to me!" Zhao Li's voice came from outside the void.

The sound grew fainter and fainter until it was gradually inaudible.

"I already refused, yet they still lent me Mu Xin's House?"

"You think that by doing me a favor, I'll join the Old City?"

Zhao Yin suddenly felt that Zhao Li must be mentally ill.

Did he think he could fool Zhao Yin with such a petty trick?

Even if he were to join the Old City, it was one he himself had created. Even if Zhao Yin could trust Zhao Li, he was unwilling to trust anyone in the Old City.

Of course, except for the godfather...

Zhao Yin arrived in front of Mu Xin's house, cut his finger, and a drop of blood seeped out and dripped onto the wooden house.

As expected, Zhao Yin had already terminated the contract of recognition.

Zhao Yin immediately established a connection with the wooden house in his mind.

He raised his hand and put the wooden house away.

Then, they entered the core world, placed the wooden house in the center of the oasis, and summoned fifteen mutated beasts.

"From now on, you will all live inside the house. No one is allowed to leave without my permission," Zhao Yin ordered directly.

All the mutated beasts readily agreed.

It's a pity that the Wooden Heart House is too small; the fifteen mutated beasts had to be shrunk in size to fit inside.

The number of pseudo-mutant beasts is too large, so we can only let the mutant beasts recover first.

After settling the mutated beasts, Zhao Yin left the core world again.

At this moment, the ruins of the first Blue Armor Fortress were already covered by wind and snow, leaving only a world of white.

Without the obstruction of the city walls, the winds of the southern desert howled, sweeping away countless snowflakes and heading towards the northern desert.

Zhao Yin's long hair had, at some point, turned white.

"To establish the Red Armor, we need not only a large amount of equipment and supplies... but most importantly, we need manpower!"

Zhao Yin murmured to himself as he strode toward the second fortress.

With each step, one can travel thousands of miles, and before long, one arrives outside the former Blue Armor Second Fortress.

When Ma Long massacred the city, Cang Ri disbanded all the ordinary people in the fortress, and the Blue Armor Army all died in the First Fortress.

The second fortress still exists.

The teleportation plaza that once stood still exists.

At this moment, the human race reappeared on the teleportation plaza.