I Have A City In An Alternate World

The Bastion's interior was vast. Even with its thick outer shell and core power, it could still house three million people. This was excluding the severely damaged and sealed dangerous areas. Otherwise, even five million people would be able to fit in.

However, the progenitors of the Prokles were low. After so many years of development, they still only had a population of a million.

When the chaos began, the prokans who could fight all picked up their weapons. The remaining old, weak, women, and children followed the guidance and entered the sanctuary deep in the bastions, waiting for the crisis to pass before coming out.

The terrible disaster described by their ancestors was a lingering shadow. The people of prokke were afraid of the disaster repeating itself, so they had already built a sanctuary to ensure that their race could continue after the disaster.

The battle continued, but the battlefield began to move towards the center. Terrifying figures gathered there and began to fight with the true elites of flock.

The Prokles operated the combat mecha left by their ancestors and fought with Lou Cheng's cultivators with grief and anger. Some of them had reached the cultivation level of a King, and they cooperated with each other to resist the attacks of Lou Cheng's cultivators.

Sometimes, the number of people didn't decide everything. When the cultivators of Lou Cheng reached the core position, only a small number of people were qualified to participate in the battle.

The Lou Cheng cultivators finally met an enemy that could barely be considered an opponent. They laughed wildly as they fought with the prokans. Then, they continued to crush them and slowly advanced over their opponents 'corpses.

It wouldn't take long for the Prokles to be wiped out.

Realizing that they had no chance of winning, the upper echelons of flock began to prepare to escape. They arranged for their own people who had no combat power to move away while trying to communicate with the enemy.

Until now, the Prokles were still confused. They couldn't figure out why these people had suddenly attacked the bastions.

Therefore, when they tried to make contact, they immediately got an answer that made them not know whether to laugh or cry. The other party was actually coming for the space-time Codex.

"These lunatics, if they had said what they were going to do earlier, why would we have to pay such a huge loss?"

The highest-ranking officer of the prokans roared and ordered his men to deliver the order. As long as the enemy was willing to withdraw from the bastions, they would hand over the spacetime Codex.

Although they knew the value of the spacetime Codex, the people of prolke were more concerned about their home.

In the past, many people had studied the secret technique of the spacetime Codex, but in the eyes of the prokian, those records were too sensational. Who knew which madman had written them?

If he really followed the secret technique of the spacetime Codex, he would become a complete monster, if not a lunatic!

It was precisely because of this thought that the people of Prok had kept the spacetime Codex to themselves ever since they obtained it. Who would have thought that it would bring them such a disaster?

If he had known earlier, he would have thrown it into the void!

When the prokke shouted that he would hand over the spacetime Codex, the battle suddenly stopped in a very short time. The prokke people, who were still thinking that they would die, were shocked and could not understand what had happened.

However, as long as he could keep his life, that was better than anything else!

The spacious and huge arena was like a Stadium. Cultivators from Lou Cheng occupied different positions and coldly stared at the prokke people opposite them.

Although there were only about a hundred of them, to the tens of thousands of Prokles, they were like terrifying demons that could easily crush them into dust!

At the forefront was still the Treeman-like cultivator from Lou Cheng. At this time, he had transformed into an ironwood tree man tens of meters tall. The area of nearly 1000 square meters around him was full of sharp weeds and winding vines. The more blood he shed, the lustier he grew.

hand over the spacetime Codex and we'll retreat immediately!

The tree man cultivator's voice rang in the head of the highest-ranking officer of flock. Looking at the terrifying figure of the other party, the hearts of the prokans trembled at the same time, but they were more sorrowful and helpless.

Although they had a bastion ship, thousands of transport ships, and hundreds of thousands of mercenaries, they still couldn't defend against the enemy.

Perhaps it was those seemingly powerful things that gave the Prokles false confidence, causing them to forget that the best way to protect themselves was to increase the strength of their main body. In the end, they paid a painful price!

I'll hand over the spacetime Codex, but you have to leave this place first!

The highest-ranking officer of flock tried to propose conditions, but he found that the other side was looking at him with mocking eyes. He felt the meaning of those eyes, and his heart was full of humiliation.

you have no right to negotiate. Hand over the spacetime Codex or die!

As soon as he finished speaking, the wild grass and vines on the ground began to spread wantonly. The leaves that shot out easily pierced through the metal wall. The vines even wrapped around the corpses on the ground and tore them into pieces of flesh and blood, which were absorbed in a very short time.

Looking at the strange grass that was quickly approaching, Prok signaled to retreat a dozen meters, trying to stay as far away from the terrible plants as possible. Then, he looked at the tree man monk with a shocked and angry look.

The other party was obviously using this method to warn the Prokles that if they did not know what was good for them, the battle would restart.

alright, I'll bring the spacetime Codex over.

Flock's Supreme Commander trembled. He turned around and ordered someone to bring a metal box and put it on the grass in front of him. Then, a tree vine shot out, rolled up the metal box, and delivered it to the tree man cultivator.

After opening the box and checking it, the tree man cultivator nodded. Then, his body shrank rapidly, and the weeds and vines also began to shrink, finally covering the tree man cultivator's body.

we'll also be borrowing a few transport ships. I hope you don't mind!

The prokans smiled wryly. They only hoped that the gods of plague would leave quickly. They did not dare to refuse. Besides, compared to the damage suffered by the bastions, what were a few transport ships?

Half an hour later, an armed battleship and nine transport ships left the broken bastion ship and headed for the depths of the void.

The cultivators of loucheng city were on the first battleship. Now that the operation was over, it was time to distribute the benefits.

According to the previous agreement, this operation would be completed with everyone's cooperation, so the battle Points obtained would naturally have to be divided equally. Although they couldn't get rich overnight, it was still very tempting.

The complete spacetime Codex was worth 10 million points. It could be said that as long as one obtained all of them, they would be able to complete the trial of the fifth battle area and become one of its official members.

This was also the reason why many cultivators in loucheng were envious of Tang Zhen. The spacetime Codex in his hands was worth 2.5 million points. In addition to the two million points he originally had, he might be able to become an official member of the fifth battle area after a few more trials!

However, the other party had obtained all of this with his own ability. Therefore, while the cultivators of Lou Cheng were envious and jealous, they also admired Tang Zhen's strength.

After all the points were distributed, the Treeman cultivator looked at the crowd. After scanning the crowd, his eyes finally fell on Tang Zhen.

"Sir Tang Zhen, I've heard of your name a long time ago. I didn't expect that you'd bring me such a surprise right after we started working together."

senior Takagi, you're too kind. If you didn't take the lead, we wouldn't have been able to finish the battle so quickly!

Tang Zhen used a faint tone as he spoke. The other party had automatically opened his mouth to compliment him. Clearly, he was preparing for what he was going to say next.

The tree man cultivator named Qing Mu laughed and continued in a weathered tone, " "The first piece of information was obtained by Sir Tang Zhen. This will be of great help to our operation. I would like to hear your suggestion on how we should act next."

"Of course, we'll attack the bloodthirsty buckteeth. What do you think?"

"That's right, I think so too!"