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The white marks that lit up on it were very similar to the spells used by the Pure White King.

Maybe what she used was something passed down from generation to generation, so how could it not be similar?

Then came the flames, but the flames that had always been trusted by Green and carried divinity could not save his situation at this moment.

The silk thread burned by the flame turned slightly black, and the originally soft white light gradually dimmed, but the silk thread was not broken and the light was still there.

When Honnet inherited the kingdom, he also unknowingly inherited the divinity of the White King. Of course, while inheriting it, Honnet also developed some things of his own, and this silk thread is proof of that.

Green's whole body began to catch fire, the scorching flames burned more and more vigorously, the whole air became scorching hot, and the ground even began to melt. He grinned, revealing sharp fangs, and the flames in his eyes almost burst out.

But the next moment, overlapping black and white bone spurs pierced out from the ground, and the void was connected to the White King's spell. The two merged perfectly, becoming more solid and sharp, and no longer stubbornly maintaining the appearance of order. The original orderly spell tended to be more chaotic, so that changes could be made on the most basic basis.

Just like now, the cage formed by those bone spurs firmly placed Green in the center, and the flames that had originally risen were gradually suppressed.

But what followed was an even more terrifying explosion. The air was so hot that it could almost burn living things, and the floor began to melt with a sizzling sound.

"God will be angry." Chunchun stood beside the cage and said calmly and seriously.

The original high anger was extinguished in an instant. Green closed his eyes as if he had accepted his fate and leaned his body on the bone spur.

He didn't even bother to ask why he was intervening now. The reasons were all for the ghosts to see. They knew the real situation very well.

What fairness and justice? If we really care about fairness, we should have called it a draw when Hornet started to attack.

He even thought about what excuses the ghost could come up with if he were here.

It simply means that you can't do anything serious and you can't destroy the things here. This is what is said over and over again, but what is the reality?

It was just naked bias. Even so, he, who was about to become a god, naturally would not be afraid of these two guys. How could the extremely aggressive and offensive fire have any flaws in combat? He was not the green god who yearned for peace.

But one thing was absolutely true. If he really took action now and destroyed the place, his father would be angry. So he could only lie here quietly and hope that this punishment would pass quickly and the two guys who had agreed to let him go quickly. After all, if you have to say it, he did not initiate the attack, but he was fine.

The next moment, the silk thread wrapped around his hands was untied, but the one tied around his legs remained tight, and only one of the bone spurs was pulled out, ensuring that he could see what was in front of him.

Mountains of documents.

"Then I'll give you all these documents. As a joint creation of Nightmare and the Void, you won't stop here, right?"

After leaving these words, Honeyt left. Being very skilled at sewing, she went to prepare cloaks for all the containers, leaving Green, looking impatient, firmly fixed in place.

But what she didn't know was that this was destined to be a waste of time.

When Honeyt finished sewing all the cloaks all night long, he found that all the containers had suddenly grown taller when he came out.

Honet picked up a sewn cloak and gestured towards the containers. Finding it was indeed a bit too short, he muttered to himself in disbelief. "Maybe I really should take a break."

Then he silently closed the door and put the cloak outside.

Those containers that had left the abyss subconsciously reached for a cloak, while those that had been staying at the bottom of the abyss simply quietly moved over and watched.

The cloaks of those ghosts were too short when they were put on. One of them had four horns on his head, two symmetrical ones. He flexibly picked up two cloaks, strung them together crookedly with grass leaves, and put them on his body.

Although it grew too much, Canglv was very happy. It once had a cloak, but in the end the cloak was buried with it in the green path.

The Void Soul floated out of the container with regret. Because it had not learned the method of gathering souls taught by the White King, it had no way to repair its container. As long as it was injured, it could only pray that the wound would heal with time. However, after the wounds continued to accumulate and reached the limit, it had no other way and could only fall down helplessly.

Canglu turned around with satisfaction and saw many of its fellows staring at it, as if they were watching it closely.

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Then they looked at each other and took the cloak.

However, because one of the cloaks was taken away by Canglü, an unlucky container could not find his own cloak and could only spin around helplessly. The containers, who had always maintained a unified and calm mood, rarely showed different ideas.

Canglü looked at the container that was spinning in pain, and without hesitation, he tore off the grass and put the cloak back on the person. It was a pity that there were several irregular holes on the cloak that were poked by it.

But the one who got the container still showed joy, and then put on the shorter cloak contentedly.

The containers didn't know what gifts were yet; they just habitually imitated their fellows and picked up things.

When Honeyt finally had a good, long sleep, she yawned awake, opened the door, and then quickly closed it.

"Maybe I need to rest a little longer..." Honeyt turned around expressionlessly and was about to lie down on the bed, but before he took two steps, he seemed to have thought of something, sighed, turned around and opened the door again.

The containers outside had grown very tall at some point, and were only slightly shorter than the pure ones. The worst thing was that they were all wearing cloaks sewn by Honeyt. The super short cloaks draped over their bodies made Honeyt himself feel extremely embarrassed.

The most embarrassing thing was that they all looked over at me in unison, their movements were so uniform and tidy as if they had done it beforehand.

"Maybe I should have sewn them to be as tall as Chunchun all at once, then I wouldn't have this trouble now. I even think that if I close the door and then open it again, they will probably be as tall as Chunchun... So did Chunchun grow that fast back then? Oh my god."

Under the gaze of the other containers, Honeyt slowly closed the door and picked up his needle and thread again.

432 It turns out to be moral integrity

"We're here. This is the largest city of the Piglings, Golden City."

Zhu Xi slowly parted the drooping vines and towering grass, revealing a towering fortress nestled in the distant cliff face. The crimson bricks perfectly matched the theme of Hell, and the vast, unadorned walls, retaining only their most basic form and function, also evoked a profound sense of oppression.

It is not as sophisticated as the ones built by the villagers, nor does it have as many fancy carvings and decorations, but this wild and untamed beauty is enough to fascinate people.

Steve was amazed at what he saw, his eyes so bright that they almost glowed.

This greatly satisfied the competitive spirit of the other two piglings. Even Zhu Xi, who was always calm and composed, couldn't help but smile. After all, this city was a source of pride for every pigling.

Just like when you see a child growing up being praised, even the most serious person will inevitably show their warm side.

Zhu Zhu was completely blown away the moment he heard the compliment, even though it wasn't really praise for himself. He nodded and repeated those two or three descriptive words over and over again, and then said over and over again, "Right?"

Every time he got feedback from Steve, his face would smile more wildly. If Zhu Xi hadn't been unable to bear it and coughed a few times, who knows how long he would have stayed here.

He finished coughing and said, "Let's go. Don't waste time here."

After saying that, he wanted to pull Zhu Zhu away first. Maybe it was because he had calmed down, or maybe it was because Zhu Zhu had been too arrogant, he always felt that his previous behavior could not escape the word stupid.

Any creature with a little bit of intelligence will always feel ashamed of the things they have done in the past because of their impulsiveness, especially when they did it without thinking and were completely different from their usual self. This feeling of shame will be doubled.

"Wait." Steve grabbed him. "Hey, hey, hey, wait a minute, don't I need to disguise myself? Or did you guys discuss this? I didn't hear you guys say you guys discussed it. You can't possibly have evolved something to communicate over long distances, right? But if you had that, we wouldn't be here anymore. Wouldn't we just stay where we are? Seriously, you guys don't really have that thing and just made us come all this way, do you? Are you guys that free?"

Steve's words came like a cannonball, jumping and incoherent, leaving Zhu Xi completely confused. He tried hard to grasp the key points of the words, but it was obvious that he failed in the end.

"So what do you want to say?" Perhaps seeing that Steve was still talking nonstop, he finally couldn't stand it anymore and asked out loud... Oh my God, why did he have to suffer this kind of torture here?

Val, who was standing aside, calmly put down the hands that had just been blocking his ears, tilted his head, and patted his ears lightly, as if he wanted to pat the nonsense out of his ears.

If he pretended not to hear anything, he wouldn't be the one embarrassed.

This is Val's experience dealing with Steve.

"Uh...hiss...wait wait wait wait, let me sort it out." Steve, who was chatting happily here, was choked. He knocked his head uncertainly and finally pulled back his thoughts that had run out of the earth and were almost shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

"I mean." Steve paused.

"Don't I need to pretend?" He pointed first at himself, whose face was filled with confusion, and then at Zhu Zhu. "Look, when we first met, there were quite a few arguments and misunderstandings. If it weren't for my tricks, I might not even have had a chance to explain myself. And the source of these misunderstandings was my fame, so..."

Steve pointed at his own face with great force, almost touching it. "Isn't my incredibly handsome face the culprit behind all this?"

Steve had a very provocative smile on his face, and the words he said were probably intended to choke someone to death.

Val has completely given up on treatment. Things like diplomacy, once they get involved with Steve, are probably completely hopeless.

He was already thinking about whether he should use a combination of punches to hit Steve's stomach hard, cover Jie Fang's mouth while the other party squatted down, and then let the two pig spirits take the reins to tie him up more securely.

"...Wake up." Zhu Xi finally couldn't help but grabbed Steve's arm and shook him violently, shaking him so hard that it seemed as if he wanted to shake the water out of his brain.

"Don't think about it. No one will pay attention to you. Just walk in. Walk in boldly."

"But..." Steve raised his hand weakly after struggling in vain.

"No buts."

"just in case……"

"Nothing unexpected!"

"So what's going on with you guys?"

"A few ordinary piglins were indeed scared by you, but the soldiers responsible for guarding the fortress were not. Only some excited piglin guys talked about you happily, but that's all, however." Zhu Xi suddenly paused, loosened his grip on the other's hand, and looked at Zhu Zhu.

"That guy has always been unhappy. To be more precise, he wants to be a hero, but the environment is too peaceful now, so there is no chance for him to be a hero. That's why he has always acted a little dejected and lacking in spirit. He grew up under our care and is our junior."

He didn't say the next few words, but Steve could guess without him saying it. He probably attacked him just to fulfill the young man's dream.

Even Steve, a heartless guy who could resurrect infinitely, felt a little sad, so Steve looked at the other person with pitiful eyes without hesitation, looking at the sea while trying to squeeze out a few tears.

This made Zhu Xi feel a little uncomfortable, and he unconsciously shifted his gaze and explained a few words.

"After all, you entered our territory without any notice. We have the right to kill you without mercy. Moreover, at that time, we only knew you as a demon, and your description had already reached the point of genocide. It is not unreasonable for us to attack such a dangerous guy, right? Even if I just say you are here, do you believe that an army of Blazes and Wither Skeletons will come to attack you in a few minutes?"

"So he shot the first arrow, just to encourage him. We didn't plan to do anything. We couldn't let such a dangerous person stay around our fortress, so we planned to capture you first and then discuss it with you. If you're not as hopeless as the rumors say, we won't do anything more. At most, we'll lock you up for a few days and then release you, and then keep you away from our city."

However, the more Zhu Xi explained, the more confident he felt. No race would allow a dangerous guy to hang around its own people, unless they ignored each other, didn't care, and had no connection with each other.

Steve felt more and more guilty as he was told, and in the end he almost cowered down, being the most cowardly person he could be.

There was no way. He had done so many immoral and bastard things in the past that he had suffered a lot even in hell. Even the villagers who did not hold grudges wanted to chase him and hack him for ten blocks. He was lucky that those who held grudges in hell did not hack him to death now.

After talking for a while, Zhu Xi probably felt his mouth was dry, and he had said everything he needed to say, so he took a deep breath and said only one sentence. He didn't plan to waste any more words with Steve. He was really afraid that he would be misled by the other party again.

He had just walked away when he heard a noise behind him. It was the earth-shaking howl of Pig Zhu. He turned around and saw that Steve had disappeared. In his place appeared a pig spirit that they had never seen before.

It was just that the other person's face showed a very familiar, provocative smile, and they almost immediately determined that the other person was Steve. It was an inexplicable intuition.

"You you you you you you?"

Zhu Zhu was so frightened that he was speechless, and even couldn't help but point his trembling hand at the other person. After all, such a magic trick was still beyond human comprehension.

"What a skill." Zhu Xi was frightened at first, but after a while, he calmed down and couldn't help but get closer to observe. There was nothing wrong with his appearance or clothing, and no flaws were revealed. Even though he looked so carefully, he couldn't tell the difference between him and other pig spirits.

Such ability is worthy of praise, but after praising it, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

If the enemy had used this ability to infiltrate their ranks from the start, constantly killing them, would they truly be able to capture it? Would they consider this monster, constantly slaughtering their own kind, a formless demon and ghost? Would they ultimately be able to hold out, or would they completely collapse in the hopeless wait?

Because they had never seen such ability before, and their solidarity meant that they would never question their companions. This should have been an advantage, but in front of the other party, it became a complete and obvious shortcoming.

So he couldn't help but look up at the other person again. The other person was smiling foolishly and showing off, and even raised an eyebrow arrogantly at Zhu Zhu. If the other person was not afraid that this place was too close to the city and laughing too wildly would attract attention, he would probably have laughed.

Zhu Xi: ...

Why on earth did he think that such a guy could come up with such a method?

Maybe he's crazy?

Is it possible that this hell has gone crazy?

As soon as he saw the other person's face, the worry in his heart inexplicably turned into peace of mind, the kind of peace that felt like a dragon was riding on his face.

"Wait a minute..." Zhu Xi always felt that something was wrong, as if he had overlooked or missed something.

What exactly was overlooked?

He didn't know, so he subconsciously called out to stop someone, and then got stuck.

"Eh? Didn't Brother Xi just tell you there's no need to dress up?" Zhu Zhu said, then immediately slapped his palm, looking as if he had suddenly realized something. "! I get it, you're just trying to scare me! This is too much!"

This sentence immediately reminded Zhu Xi of something he had forgotten. He had clearly said that there was no need to disguise himself, let alone change himself. However, the other party still acted like this.

He originally wanted to ask, but when he thought about the fact that they seemed to be just a simple cooperative relationship and the other party was his boss, he had no right to ask. However, he also felt that he was not trusted. He had recently made it clear and explicit, but the other party still insisted on doing so... This had to be said to be a frustration.

Wait, he suddenly thought of another possibility.

It might not even be a possibility, but the truth, that is, the other party really just wants to pretend and show off his abilities. He even feels that the other party's long and rambling words before were just a prelude to what is happening now.

He didn't know why. Even though he didn't know her well and had only known her for a short time, he felt that she was truly capable of such a thing.

"No." Steve suddenly put on a serious expression and seriously refuted Zhu Zhu's words.

He emphasized these two words very strongly, and the expression on his face became more and more solemn, which made Zhu Xi's heart sink.

Had he guessed wrong? Had he misjudged the other party from the very beginning? Zhu Xi, Zhu Xi, when had he become so careless? Had he forgotten how utterly defeated he looked when they first met? The other party had captured them all without a scratch, and only then was he able to have a normal and equal conversation with them.

Was he really going to forget his true abilities just because of his slightly comical performance? He was the one who came up with those potions and those brilliant business ideas. How could he be just a funny clown?

...Maybe that funny clown should be myself.

The smarter, clearer, and more understanding you are, the more you think, and the more you think, the easier it is to make mistakes.

However, Val, who saw through everything, looked at this strange atmosphere calmly and began to play dead.

Because he had already anticipated what shocking words Steve would say next.

"Of course not!" Steve waved his hands violently, his movements fierce and heroic. "How could I possibly be so upset by something like that? Although this matter is indeed important, I can't make a hasty decision based on it."

"What you said reminds me. What if there are Wither Skeletons and Blaze Men in your city? What if? You both admit that this is a deal. There will always be one or two people of other races in the city! What if they see me?"