I Have A City In An Alternate World

1979 No right to choose _

Countless gazes landed on Tang Zhen when he appeared. At this moment, he was the focus of everyone’s attention.

Currently, Tang Zhen had an extremely high reputation. For example, all the Demon Hunters in this city basically knew his appearance.

Everyone was shocked by the scene before them. They didn’t understand why this hope of the human race would be with this group of mysterious and powerful cultivators.

All kinds of thoughts rose in their hearts, causing everyone’s expression to become uncertain. At this moment, there were even people who wanted to rush out and loudly question Tang Zhen, asking him to explain what exactly was going on.

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In the end, no one did so because they knew that they did not have the right to do so.

Under the complicated gaze of the middle-aged cultivator, Tang Zhen walked in front of him and looked at each other.

“Sir Tang Zhen, how have you been?”

The middle-aged cultivator chuckled. As usual, he saluted Tang Zhen to show his respect.

Although he had also done this when the two of them met in the past, his actions were incomparably solemn at this moment. There was also anticipation in his eyes when he looked at Tang Zhen.

He hoped that Tang Zhen had come to help the human race and not to replace the evil demons and rule the world again after defeating them.

If that was the case, it would mean the beginning of a new calamity.

The middle-aged cultivator knew very well that there was no limit to the greed of cultivators, and it would never change because of the different camps.

Perhaps the only difference was the way they obtained it. The evil one might be more direct.

To the demon race, the human race was a fat pig that was raised to be fat. They were already used to the harvest once in a thousand years and would not easily change the rules.

If a new master were to take over, who knew what methods the other party would use to continue plundering the remaining value of the human race?

Would it be gentle, cruel, or would it be a one-time massacre?

If that was the case, it would be better to maintain the original state. At least the demon race would give the human race a chance to reproduce and breathe.

All kinds of thoughts appeared in his mind, causing him to be in a state of confusion. At this moment, he could only force himself not to panic.

Seeing the complicated expression in the middle-aged cultivator’s eyes, how could Tang Zhen not guess what he was thinking in his heart? he only smiled slightly.

When there was no hope, the Demon Hunters yearned for hope to come, but when hope really came, they became hesitant.

Tang Zhen could understand the middle-aged cultivator’s feelings. After all, the human race was already in such a terrible situation and they couldn’t take any blows.

The main reason was that the entrance ceremony of the cultivators of Lou Cheng had frightened them. Moreover, the natives felt an unconcealed aggression from the cultivators of Lou Cheng.

The cultivators of loucheng were indeed intruders, but their enemy was the devil, because the devil was the master of this world.

From the beginning of the invasion, the weak human cultivators were never regarded as enemies because they were not qualified to participate in it.

If the middle-aged cultivator knew about this, he didn’t know if he would be surprised or helpless.

In fact, from Tang Zhen’s point of view, the Demon Hunters still didn’t know their own position and had always placed themselves in the position of the master.

If one couldn’t figure out their own position, then there would definitely be errors when considering the problem.

Of course, this was not a problem. In the face of absolute power, the weak only needed to obey the arrangements.

The human race on this plane was quite sad. They had tried their best to break free from the control of the demon race for nearly ten thousand years, but they had never succeeded.

Now, they finally had a chance, but they still couldn’t become the true master, because an even more powerful outsider had barged into their house in an extremely rude and unreasonable manner.

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Facing the middle-aged cultivator’s expectant gaze, Tang Zhen smiled and said, I was unable to tell you my background because of a special reason. Please don’t take offense.

Although his strength was far superior to the middle-aged cultivator, Tang Zhen did not look down on the middle-aged cultivator because of this. He saw a very valuable quality in the other party.

Cultivation base was not the only standard to measure one’s worth. At the very least, from Tang Zhen’s point of view, the value of the middle-aged cultivator was not much lower than that of a demonic god.

After hearing Tang Zhen’s words, the middle-aged cultivator shook his head and smiled bitterly,”There’s no need to be so polite, Sir. You must have your reasons for doing this.

In fact, it doesn’t matter to me whether you reveal your identity or not. The key is that you’ve always been on the same side as the human race, and that’s enough.”

The middle-aged cultivator’s words were full of respect, anticipation, and a little probing.

He believed that Tang Zhen would be able to hear the meaning in his words. He hoped that Tang Zhen would tell him the answer that he was incomparably anxious to know at this moment.

What was the attitude of Tang Zhen and Lou Cheng’s cultivators? what were their identities now? Did the human race still have a future?

The super-structure that appeared in the sky was obviously from the same force as the giant tower above.

In the situation where he was unable to communicate with the cultivators from other buildings, Tang Zhen was the best person to communicate with. The middle-aged cultivator naturally would not miss this opportunity.

This could be considered a negotiation between the natives and the cultivators of Lou Cheng. For the cultivators of Lou Cheng, there was no need for this.

No matter what decision they made, the native cultivators could only choose to obey without any right to choose.

However, since the middle-aged cultivator had such an idea, there were some things that he could tell him so that he could be mentally prepared.

“I know what you’re thinking. The most urgent thing I want to know now is what the force behind me wants.

In that case, there’s no harm in telling you.

From today on, the rule of the demon race would become history, and the new master of this world would be called cultivator Lou Cheng.

We come from a very distant place, a place that is powerful and vast. You can’t imagine it at the moment.

That’s why I have to remind you not to try to resist, and not to do anything meaningless, or you’ll regret it.

Many worlds like the demonic plane have been destroyed by cultivators like Lou Cheng. It’s not easy for you to survive.

If the entire human race is implicated because of some foolish actions, then you can only blame your bad luck.”

Tang Zhen looked at the middle-aged cultivator and said, the cultivators of the loucheng world coming here will only be beneficial to you. With the power of the loucheng world, you will have the possibility of truly rising.

Tang Zhen’s words seemed to be filled with sincerity. He did not wish to see the humans of this dimension court death and turn a good thing into a bad thing.

It seemed to be a Bandit’s logic, but it was the truest law in the cultivation world.

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Everything in the world, including the plane world that gave birth to thousands of living creatures, never belonged to anyone. Only the strong could control them.

If the Demon Hunters treated the cultivators of loucheng as intruders and couldn’t put themselves in the right place, then it wouldn’t be long before they would end up like the demons.

After all, to the cornerstone platform, these natives didn’t have much value. If it wasn’t convenient to use them, it could kill them all at will.

After hearing Tang Zhen’s words, the middle-aged cultivator was silent for a long time before he finally revealed a helpless and bitter smile.

Through the contents of Tang Zhen’s words, the middle-aged cultivator clearly knew that they had no other choice but to obey.

If things went smoothly, they would prosper. If they went against it, they would die. The logic was that simple.