Seal of God: Crossing the Snake Demon God, Devouring Evolution

Chapter 180

An Lan was too lazy to talk nonsense. He was familiar with the plot and knew exactly what kind of people the two people in front of him were. He said directly: "I invited you two here. I don't need to tell you what happened here, I'm sure you already know. I hope it can be properly handled, the termites that need to be cleaned up should be cleaned up in time, and similar things should be avoided in the future."

Having said this, An Lan paused for a moment, and then said in a threatening tone: "Otherwise, I will appeal to the alliance and remove you from your positions."

Upon hearing this, Shuimu and Han Qianyu's faces suddenly turned extremely ugly.

Because An Lan's words just now didn't give any face at all.

Archon Shuimu did not speak, but Military Chief Han Qianyu could not help but ask, "I have not yet asked your name, Excellency?"

An Lan did not shy away from the question and said directly: "Captain of the 64th Demon Hunting Group, An Lan."

"Hello, Captain An, these bastards did something really bad today. I will deal with it when I get back."

"However, since you are a demon hunter, you only need to do your job. You don't need to dictate how Xingxun City enforces the law. Moreover, as the highest military commander of Xingxun City, you cannot dismiss me with just one word."

There was obviously some anger in Han Qianyu's voice.

He is just a commander-level demon hunting team leader. In terms of supervisory power, at least a king-level demon hunting team leader has the qualifications to impeach him.

"Oh?" An Lan sneered, "You think that I can't impeach you as the leader of a handsome demon hunting group, right? I'm sorry. I happen to know some senior members of the senior demon hunting group. I will ask them to come forward. I don't believe that you can't be removed from your position."

"You!" Han Qianyu was angry, and a strong aura emanated from his body involuntarily, which blew away some of the guys in the Yue Ye Chamber of Commerce hall.

"Still want to fight?" An Lan asked provocatively.

Han Qianyu's face turned pale and he wished he could slap An Lan and tear his mouth apart.

"Do you really think that you can do whatever you want as a demon hunter? If it weren't for your identity as a demon hunter protecting you, do you know what the consequences would be if you provoked a seventh-level strongman like this?" Han Qianyu said with a gloomy face.

An Lan smiled and said, "A seventh-level expert is really amazing! If you have the guts, just try it. I promise to beat you so hard that even your own mother won't recognize you."

Upon hearing this, Han Qianyu no longer tolerated it. He took a step forward, came in front of An Lan, stretched out a big hand and was about to press An Lan's head.

In his opinion, An Lan, the leader of a handsome demon hunting group, looked so young, there was no way he could be a seventh-level demon hunter.

Therefore, in the face of An Lan's provocation, he had to respond and fight back in an extremely humiliating way.

An Lan stood there motionless, as if he didn't see the big hand that was about to slap his head.

"You will pay for your actions." There was endless coldness in Han Qianyu's eyes.

Who would have thought that just when his outstretched big hand was about to hit An Lan's head, a golden light suddenly flashed in An Lan's eyes, and then a faint golden light appeared on Han Qianyu's body, and his body was frozen in place.

An Lan kicked out, directly kicking Han Qianyu in the waist, sending him flying three or four meters away, and he fell heavily to the ground with a bang.

"You! You are also at level seven!" Han Qianyu's face was full of disbelief.

An Lan is still so young, looking no more than twenty years old, but he has already broken through to the seventh level.

Moreover, what kind of ability did An Lan just use that could make him freeze in place and unable to move?

An Lan sneered and said, "You are the weakest seventh-level warrior I have ever encountered."

Upon hearing this, Han Qianyu spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was originally injured by An Lan's kick just now, but for the sake of his face he forced himself to suppress the urge to vomit blood.

Hearing An Lan's murderous and heartbreaking words, he couldn't help but spit them out.

"The Demon Hunting Group has prosecutorial powers, and you know this very well. If the top beam is not straight, the bottom beam will be crooked. It's time for Xingxun City to be rectified."

An Lan said: "Go back and wait for the alliance's review." Han Qianyu and Shuimu left in disgrace with an officer and a group of soldiers.

An Lan spread out a pair of golden-red wings and flew straight towards the southeast fortress where the Warrior Temple was located.

"Hello, please inform that An Lan, the commander of the 64th Demon Hunting Group, is seeking to see the master of the Warrior Temple."

An Lan came to the entrance of the Warrior Temple and spoke to the guard at the gate, while handing over his Demon Hunting Group leader's token.

The six major temples of the Temple Alliance are stationed in a fortress respectively, guarding the Temple Alliance's defense line.

In the southeast, the Warrior Temple has absolute say.

And because the Southeast Fortress is closest to the Demon Clan's Central Province, demon hunting groups often passed by here to visit the high-level officials of the Warrior Temple, communicate with each other, or seek help.

Therefore, An Lan's request for a meeting was normal, but he was only the leader of a general-level demon hunting group, and it was hard to say whether the leader of the Warrior Temple would meet him in person.

Soon, the guard came over with a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties.

The middle-aged man was dressed in red and had a very sturdy build.

It can be said that basically all men in the warrior profession are very burly.

The middle-aged man came to An Lan and was somewhat surprised at An Lan's age. He looked to be only about twenty years old, but he was already the leader of a handsome demon hunting group.

He laughed and said, "I am Xu Zhongliang, the leader of the Berserker Hall of the Warrior Temple. Are you An Lan, the leader of the handsome demon hunting group? You are really young."

"Hello, senior. I am An Lan."

"Come with me." Xu Zhongliang took An Lan into the Warrior Temple.

The architecture of the Warrior Temple is full of simple and sturdy charm. After entering the gate, there is a huge hall. The thirty-meter-high dome gives people a very open and atmospheric feeling.

Directly opposite the gate, in the center of the Warrior Temple Hall, there is a huge statue standing there quietly. There is a plaque above the statue's head with four large characters on it: A Sword for a Thousand Years.

An Lan beat his chest with his right hand and performed a knight's salute.

He recognized the statue.

From the moment he stepped into the hall, the Aria of the Goddess of Light on his wrist trembled. It was obviously just a weapon, but it made An Lan feel a sense of sadness.

This statue is Ye Wushang, representing the supreme glory of the Warrior Temple.

In Ye Wushang's era, the Warrior Temple was the leader of the six major temples.

And with the demise of Ye Wushang, the Warrior Temple has been ranked last among the six major temples for nearly two hundred years.

When Xu Zhongliang saw An Lan's behavior, he immediately felt a liking for him.

"Master Xu, I have a very important matter and would like to request to see the Master of the Noble Saint Temple." An Lan said bluntly.

Xu Zhongliang frowned. He didn't expect An Lan wanted to see the Palace Master. This seemed like he thought too highly of himself.

After all, the Lord of the Warrior Temple is the person at the top of the power pyramid of the Temple Alliance, while An Lan is just the leader of a general-level demon hunting group.

Xu Zhongliang said: "I'm afraid this is a bit difficult. The Palace Master is very busy."

"What if it's about Senior Ye Wushang?" An Lan said.

Xu Zhongliang's face changed.

(End of this chapter)