Extreme Knight

Xiao En was full of doubts in his heart, but he endured it. In the end, under the leadership of the thin old man Ebu and the purple-haired woman Feili, he entered the building he had been to before, and finally came to a huge palace among.

  In the middle of the hall, on a high seat, a black-haired woman sat there, who was the demigod of the black-haired woman.

   "Hall Master!"

"teacher!"

   Coming here, the thin old man Ebu and the purple-haired woman Fei Li respectfully bowed to the black-haired woman.

  The black-haired woman nodded, looking at Sean who followed the two.

   These are a pair of pupils that are as black as ink. Under these pupils, Xiao En feels as if all the secrets in his body are being seen through.

   "Meet the Hall Master!"

  Sean bowed slightly and saluted. He really didn't understand the intention of the other party seeing him, but at this time, he could only take one step at a time.

   "It's really young!"

  The black-haired woman spoke.

"young?"

   Sean was taken aback for a moment, and soon thought of the strange eyes of the thin old man Eb and the purple-haired woman Feili looking at him, and instantly understood.

   No wonder the two of them looked at themselves like that, because they wanted to judge their age.

   "What exactly does the Temple of War God want to do?"

   Sean couldn't help feeling a little vigilant.

   "Don't be nervous, the Temple of War has no malice in inviting you. In fact, we will send invitations to any talented human race, but you are probably the most special one since the Temple of War was founded."

  The black-haired woman sighed slightly and opened her mouth.

   "Your age should not exceed 30 years old?"

"No."

  Sean nodded. Since the other party had already seen it, he didn't need to hide it.

   "Do you know what it means to have the potential you're showing now?"

  The black-haired woman looked at Sean with a burning gaze.

   "God-level, you have the potential to become a god-level powerhouse, and you are likely to become the first god-level powerhouse in my human race!"

   Speaking of this, the black-haired woman said solemnly.

   "Sean, on behalf of the Temple of War God, I invite you to join the Temple of War God!"

   Frowning slightly, he didn't expect to be invited to join the Temple of War. After careful consideration, Xiao En finally politely refused.

   "Thank you for the invitation, Lord, but I am used to being free."

  If he first came to Lantan Continent, it would be very attractive to him, but now, it is not so attractive.

Now, in terms of strength, he is already close to the level of a demigod, and in terms of resources, he is also no worse than the Temple of War God. Sitting in the Temple of Taga, he can use the practice room of the eighth generation every day. It may not be possible.

As for crystals, although he does not have as many crystals as the Temple of War God, he definitely does not lack them. The Purple Heart Pharmacy can continuously produce crystals for him, and as a high-level craftsman and pharmacist, it is very important to earn crystals. Fast.

  So joining the Temple of War God won't do him much good, and it will make him subject to various restrictions of the Temple of War God, which is really unnecessary.

  Following Xiao En's words, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly cooled down.

  Both the skinny old man Eb and the purple-haired woman Felicity looked at Sean with monster-like eyes. This was the first time they saw someone who refused the invitation from the Temple of War.

  Although the black-haired woman didn't exude aura, her gaze was like a thick cloud of lead, pressing heavily on Xiao En.

   Sean felt the invisible pressure, but Sean didn't mean to change his plan.

  For the Temple of War God, which many people flock to, he really doesn't have much interest. His only interest is the talents of these people in the Temple of War God, but it is impossible for him to get it at the price of joining.

   "Well, since you insist so much, then I won't force it."

   After a long time, the black-haired woman looked away.

   "However, as a reward for helping the human race resist alien races this time, I will give you a residence with six times the training room in the elder district of the Temple of War, and give you the right to enter the Temple of War anytime and anywhere."

   "Thank you, Palace Master!"

  Feeling the pressure on his body disappear, Sean heaved a sigh of relief and thanked him.

   There is no need to join the Temple of War God, but it comes with a residence in the Temple of War God, and it has six times the training room. Naturally, there is no reason not to accept this free gift.

  And if you still don't accept this, I'm afraid it will really make the Temple of War think about yourself, and suspect that you are hostile to the Temple of War.

  The atmosphere eased up, and Sean took the opportunity to ask questions he cared about.

   "Hall Master, I don't know how that extraterrestrial race is doing now, have you caught it?"

  The black-haired woman shook her head.

   "Since the battle with you, it has completely disappeared. Up to now, no trace has been found."

   "No trace found?"

  Sean frowned slightly. He always felt that the extraterrestrial race was like a bomb. If it was not found and killed in time, it might bring unimaginable disaster.

  A scientific and technological civilization capable of producing such highly developed mechas must have a means of long-distance communication. If that alien race also has such communication equipment, it is likely to attract more alien races.

  Although the strength of the demigod-level powerhouses on this continent is extremely terrifying, and even islands can be destroyed, they are definitely not as good as the real technological civilizations that can travel across the stars.

   This is not to underestimate one's own race. One is a race that has not even broken out of its own planet, and the other is a race that has already been able to travel in the interstellar space. It is clear at a glance who is stronger.

   "Hall Master, I wonder if this extraterrestrial race is the culprit that caused the disaster more than 3,000 years ago?"

   Sean asked.

   "Indeed they are."

  The black-haired woman nodded.

   "Metal golems like the one you encountered last time appeared more than 3,000 years ago."

  The black-haired woman's complexion became serious.

"Moreover, this is not their strongest weapon. More than 3,000 years ago, there was a metal ship with a length of several kilometers. Its power and defense reached the **** level. The strong die in battle..."

  With a heavy heart, Sean, led by the purple-haired woman, left the black-haired woman's residence.

  The god-level powerhouse is dead. There are no god-level powerhouses in the five major races today. If there is another star warship descending, it may be the time for the extinction of the five major races.

  Even if he owns the Taga Temple, he can't guarantee peace of mind. With the power of the Star Warship, the defense of the Taga Temple will definitely not be able to withstand much.

   "This is the training room for the disciples of the Temple of War God..."

   "This is the living area of ​​the disciples of the Temple of War God..."

   "This is the residential area of ​​the core disciples..."

   "This is the elder's living area, you can choose a vacant house here..."

  …

  Led by the purple-haired woman, Sean almost walked around the entire Temple of War. Except for some special areas that he failed to visit, he went to all other places one by one.