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Chapter five hundred and eighty fourth kill Sparta

As time goes by, more and more aircraft landed from outer space, and men in military uniforms crawled out of the aircraft.

However, they are much luckier than their ancestors, because at this time the magic net had slowly spread out. Under the cover of the magic net, they only need to give a little spiritual power to teleport themselves to the meeting place.

At this time, there were more than one hundred men in military uniforms in the small temple where the party was gathered.

"According to the plan, we should choose a monarch of Mordis to surrender and spread the faith of the Lord with the help of the monarch." Mordis spoke out the plan that the Holy See had already formulated in public, "and based on the information provided by the adults above heaven, Xerxes I meets our requirements."

Xerxes I was the master of Persia and believed in the Persian gods. However, the Persian gods had long been defeated by the Olympus gods, leaving only a small number of priests to maintain their faith on this plane and not to collapse.

And these priests can be easily destroyed in Modith's eyes.

"He has a vast land and many inhabitants, and more importantly, he has enough ambitions."

"As long as we can provide him with the power that the Persian gods cannot provide, I believe he will be happy to accept our help."

As a pastor of the Holy See, Mordis lacks enough respect for all gods except the Lord. Whether it is the Olympian gods or the Persian gods, they are all false gods in her eyes, and false gods are doomed to be vulnerable in the face of the truly great Lord.

"A fierce and cruel Persian?" The man in Yimin's military uniform was not interested in this. "As far as I know, this Persian named Xerxes I was very fierce and cruel. The people under his rule dared not speak out. Wouldn't it be against the spirit of equality for all of us when we help him?"

"Yes, Xerxes I was indeed very fierce and cruel. Not only were many slaves who also treated these slaves as humans and killed them casually. The most outrageous thing was that they killed the slaves and threw them to various monsters to eat them, which was simply treating us humans as food."

Mordis's words caused a rebound.

In modern times, the spirit of equality for everyone has long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow. They have long been unable to bear the cruelty of Xerxes I. If it weren't for the task that they would have turned into superheroes to punish evil and promote good, it would have been impossible for them to help Xerxes I fight.

"Who else can we choose besides Xerxes I?" Mordis's voice was dull, "Although there are people living in the East and the West, there are too few such people."

"And the Greek city-states believe in the Olympus gods, and we may be driven out even if we pass."

"If you think you have enough time to waste on this plane, I don't mind resupporting a small force and allowing them to grow step by step. But you must know that this growth may take more than ten years."

Suddenly, everyone fell silent.

They certainly don't have enough time to waste here, neither themselves nor the government allow them to waste too much time.

Needless to say, how could life in this indigenous plane be as good as enjoying the earth? If they could tolerate it for only a few years, but it would never work if they had to live here for decades.

And the government does not allow them to waste their time.

You should know that the angels above heaven are not conquering one plane at a time, but conquering hundreds or thousands of planes at the same time. The troops sent by each plane are very tight. When a plane is conquered, the troops in it will immediately be transferred to a new plane for development.

"And after helping Xerxes I, we can also choose to support new spokespersons to replace Xerxes I."

“As for the slave issue.”

Mordis pondered for a moment and said, "This plane is now such a system. Even if we want to change, we are powerless."

"Forget it, let's do it!"

A man in military uniform said dejectedly.

"Since that's the case, then... wait." Mordis suddenly stopped. She sensed a voice from the darkness.

She turned and walked back to the temple and prayed to the cross, but a light condensed into a human figure.

"Modith, I need a body that can manifest in this plane."

"Please take over my body!" Mordis willingly devoted his body.

"Okay." Chen Xu didn't say much nonsense. He directly crawled into Modith's body, and then his flesh and blood rolled. In the blink of an eye, Modith, who was a woman, became Chen Xu, who was a man.

He changed Modius' flesh and blood form and freely changed his gender, while Modius's own soul was sent to heaven by him to enjoy a new round of life.

"Since the signing of the Covenant, the restrictions on my existence have become increasingly greater and greater." Chen Xu moved his body. Although he came with his will and transformed his body, he could not make his power break through the double limitations of the Covenant of the Gods and the plane rules. He was tightly limited to the golden realm.

However, with the support of Magic Net and his own mastery of the rules, even if he encounters strong people in the "Legend" field and the "Epic" field, he can kill them higher than the level.

Come out of the temple. Chen Xu swept over the people present, "We cooperate with Xerxes I to help Xerxes I defeat Greece, which is ruled by the gods of Olympus."

"The first thing to be eradicated is Sparta."

Chen Xu came here to eradicate Sparta.

This plane is one of the main faith planes of the Olympian gods. Although the number of people seems to be small, there is considerable potential behind it.

However, because the Olympian gods were not very enthusiastic about faith, they did not develop this plane enough, but Chen Xu was different.

Chen Xu can provide resources for this plane, so that this plane can grow into a higher plane and then harvest the fruits.

Chen Xu slapped his palms at the void, and a wormhole inside the plane was created, and he stepped in one step.

"Is it the Lord himself who came just now?"

A man in military uniform stood in front of the wormhole and looked at each other with his companions.

"The Lord has come, and all complaints are still in my stomach. It's best not to even think about it." A man in a military uniform walked into the wormhole first and warned to his companions.
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